Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 31 Professor Flitwick’s Parchment

Soon, Bree came to the principal's office. Percy brought him here and left expressionlessly. He was indeed a rigid Weasley who abided by discipline. This was what the twins said.

"Please come in, Mr. Old." The door opened with a clang, and Dumbledore's voice came from inside.

"I hope I haven't disturbed your rest time, but this matter is very important and you must come in person."

As Bree walked into the principal's office, he heard a friendly phoenix cry.

"It seems like it likes you." Dumbledore said with a smile.

Professor Flitwick was standing in the headmaster's room. He saw Bree walking in, feeling a little embarrassed and a little excited.

Professor McGonagall was also standing aside, holding a very old-looking parchment book in his hand.

The one that made the phoenix call just now was Dumbledore's phoenix Fawkes. At this time, it was standing on its exclusive wooden stand staring at Bree, as if it wanted to fly down.

Bree came back to her senses and said to Dumbledore without looking away: "What can I do, Principal Dumbledore?"

Obviously, the leader this time is Dumbledore, and the initiator should be Flitwick.

"That's it." Dumbledore looked at Bree's pure black eyes and her ear-length hair with a soft purple light with inquiring eyes, and smiled: "You have special magic, very ancient, Professor Flitwick It’s discovered, so there’s some worry that you can’t control it and it can cause harm to you.”

Dumbledore was obviously trying to ease the atmosphere at this moment, because when Bree heard this, her body stiffened for a moment.

Bree squeezed her palms, looked up at Dumbledore, and said with a hint of anger: "I can control it. The professors can keep an eye on me at any time, and I can prove it with time."

Flitwick looked at the angry look in Bree uneasily. He understood that this was already peeking into Bree's secret, but he had to do it.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm worried. I mean I have to protect you. This is the professor's duty. This is also for that incredible power. There are traces of it in the history of goblins."

Flitwick became more and more excited as he spoke, which made Bree a little puzzled, but McGonagall coughed twice, frowned and reminded: "Filius, calm down, we need to let Mr. Odd understand this power, Instead of babbling."

"Of course." Flitwick pinched the corner of his clothes and looked at Bree and said, "Child, do you know what power this is?"

Bree darkened his eyes, thinking about what happened now, and finally said half falsely: "This is the power of nature. I have been close to nature since I was a child. It has helped me a lot, so I trust it and can control it." It gives me strength.”

"Oh, you actually know and have coexisted with it for so long, incredible!" Flitwick's eyes widened and he said: "Child, I have the blood of goblins and humans. Because of this special relationship, I discovered I knew the power hidden in your body, but I didn’t expect him to obey you so much. You must know that the power of nature is always free, or willful.”

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Bree disagreed with this statement, but did not refute it, because Ver said so at the beginning.

Dumbledore pushed up the half-moon glasses he was wearing and said, "I think we need to see such power to ensure its safety."

"Of course, I can guarantee that." Brie did not refuse. He took out his wand and cast a transformation spell on the notebook in his hand. With the blessing of natural magic, the notebook quickly turned into a bird, spread its wings and flew. It fell into Dumbledore's hands.

Professor McGonagall's eyes lit up, but Flitwick looked at the wand that still had magic power in Bree's hand, and muttered, obsessed: "Yes, this is the breath of nature, incredible power..."

Dumbledore touched the bird's feathers and felt smooth, and then touched the bird's belly, but felt a little hard.

And this magic power is very gentle and not disobedient at all.

"I haven't fully understood the structure of transfiguration yet," Bree said helplessly.

"No." Dumbledore shook his head and praised with a smile: "It's already amazing. This bird is very spiritual. You are very skilled in controlling you. You just need to practice more and observe things more." Master this part of the magic.”

The bird flew out of Dumbledore's hand and landed on Professor McGonagall's hand. McGonagall handed the parchment book in her hand to Professor Flitwick and began to study Bree's transformation works. Obviously, After she understood that Bree could control this power, she began to focus on transformation.

Dumbledore watched Bree's expression with a smile, and after finding nothing unusual, he silently ate a candy and felt relieved for the time being.

Professor Flitwick handed the parchment in his hand to Bridal: "This is the parchment left by my ancestors. It mentions the magic of goblins, but I don't have the talent in this area. Maybe you can try it. It can help you better control this power.”

The parchment was not thick, so Bree did not flip through it in a hurry. Instead, she smiled sincerely at Professor Flitwick and said, "Thank you for your concern, Professor."

"Oh, no, this is what I should do. There are always limits to the exploration of magic, but Ravenclaw does not want knowledge to die out. I hope you can learn it."

Professor Flitwick is worthy of being the Head of Ravenclaw, and he is always passionate about knowledge.

Bree then said to Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall on the side: "Thank you also. When I was a child, I always thought that I was an alien. I always hid this power and did not dare to use it. It was not until I discovered the wizard that I Relax, I'm lucky enough to come to Hogwarts."

What Bree said was [-]% true and [-]% false. After hearing this, Professor McGonagall immediately softened her eyes.

"This is what we should do. Guiding young wizards is the responsibility of professors and the responsibility of Hogwarts for thousands of years."

"Don't worry, we will help you keep this secret."

Although Professor McGonagall was serious, he was very considerate and understood that Bree didn't want too much attention, so he also made a promise to Bree, which made Bree's grudge a lot less.

"Thank you very much." Brie narrowed her eyes and chuckled.

At this time, the bird in Professor McGonagall's hand turned into a notebook again.

"I originally wanted to find you, Professor McGonagall. I have returned the book to the library and wrote some thoughts. I hope I can get some advice."

Professor McGonagall took the notebook and said, "Yes, I will give it to you after class next Tuesday."

Professor McGonagall favors young wizards who are eager to learn, especially those who are hard-working and talented.

At this time, Dumbledore picked up a box of candies from the table, winked at Bree and said, "This is considered an apology for delaying your rest time. I hope you like Zizi Honey Candy, but Mr. Ode must Use power with caution, especially against the remaining young wizards."

"Of course, Principal Dumbledore, I prefer to be liked and recognized by everyone than to be hated by everyone. Who would want to be a bad person for nothing?"

Dumbledore looked at the seriousness in Bree's eyes, smiled gently, and handed the sizzling honey candy to Bree.

Dumbledore's eyes flashed and he said to Bree: "Go back and rest, child."

Bree nodded, said good night to the professors and left the principal's office, and then returned to the corner building after a detour.

"What happened today was really unexpected, but it's not all bad."

The downside is that Bree has been watched by the professors, and he can't do anything wrong... The good point is that Bree can show off his talent to his heart's content and get help from the professors.

"Why should I do evil? I'm here to learn magic, not to be a gang leader."

As for the "boss" of the welfare home when she was a child, Bree only felt that they were childish and stupid. What was the use of enjoying vain praise? Compared with wasting a lot of time and energy, the value was completely unequal. It was a big loss-making business; now The same goes for Slytherin. Can becoming the boss of Slytherin allow one's magic to be sublimated to the extreme? This is the world of magic. Becoming a great wizard like Dumbledore or surpassing Dumbledore can make Bree's heart beat.

At this stage, Bree just wants to spend seven years of her magic career, and then...

"Use the power of magic to travel around the world. Maybe Professor Sprout is right. I can become a master of herbal medicine and collect many magic plants...or use the alchemy books in the corner tower to learn alchemy..."

"Or... natural magic."

Squeezing the parchment in his hand, Bree understood what his advantage was, which was the power of nature. This was unique, and he was probably the only one in the world, so.

"The combination of natural magic and modern magic is very powerful. Why should I abandon the near and seek the far away? The other alchemy, herbalism, or transfiguration are just the nourishment of natural magic. I am really confused. I just want to understand now."

"I hope that in the future all wizards in the world will know my name - the Great Wizard of Oude."

"Hahaha!"

Brie happily opened the door of the turret and walked in. Then she saw Ver with a pair of yellow vertical pupils, lighting a lamp and looking at him with a smile on his face.

"Is there anything you are happy about?" Ver twisted his body, climbed to the corner of the table and looked at Bree in confusion.

"Just thinking about something clearly." Bri sat on the chair, turned the parchment to the table, and slowly opened it, while Ver brightened the light a little to make it easier for Bri to read.

"The birth of a goblin?"

As time went by, this thin parchment book was flipped through by Bree. The words were in Latin. By carefully identifying them, Bree could still read them through. But Bree was a little strange, because the book told more like goblins. The process of birth from nature.

"Nature didn't know when it felt like creatures should appear, so goblins were born on the edge of the swamp. The goblins had unique magic and could bless items. Through this power, they became the masters of the swamp and established a business on the green grass in the center of the swamp. own kingdom..."

"A war started. It was the rude orcs who were attacking the elves in the forest, but the elves were extremely talented in magic. The orcs retreated for the time being, but soon the orcs focused on the goblins in the caves and the goblins in the swamp green areas. The goblins Defeated, they fled, and the goblins were captured.”

"Under extreme hatred, the blessing of the goblins turned into a curse. The curse broke the defense of the orcs. The elves took the opportunity to attack the orcs and won. The goblins gained freedom and returned to the swamp green land. They used the power of the curse to cut off the outside world. Contact, established their own kingdom, and discovered a large number of mithril veins in the swamp. The goblins used their magic to create gorgeous and powerful magic props. However, as the mithril mining ended, the goblins began to invade the goblins. …”

The subsequent records are lost, but Bree can imagine that no matter whether it is victory or defeat, once the war born of greed starts, it will never stop.

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