Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 38 Bree’s whereabouts

Hermione stood up straight, she was not hurt, just sobbing.

"Sorry, I thought I could deal with trolls. I've read about them in books and know them well..."

Hermione was lying. She didn't want to tell the truth, which would make Ron and Harry punished. She didn't want to do this because she had already regarded these two people as good people when Harry and Ron came to save her. .

"If it weren't for Harry and Ron, I might have died. Please punish me. They are innocent. There is also Bree. I am very worried about him now. You have to find him quickly."

"This is not what you should worry about now." McGonagall frowned when she heard this. Although she did not completely believe what Hermione said, Bree's safety was also very important... Well, maybe McGonagall believed in Bree's ability. Nothing will happen, but we have to find him.

"Professor Snape." McGonagall said to Snape: "Brie Olde is a student of your college. Now I have to deal with these disobedient guys. Can you go back to Slytherin? Maybe he has already I’m back, if you don’t have it, please look for it.”

"Hmph." Snape nodded. Although he didn't like the little guy who had good talent but didn't like potion making, he couldn't ignore it. After all, he was Slytherin's little snake.

Snape glanced at Quirrell coldly, and then strode out of the bathroom. He had always suspected that Quirrell was responsible for the incident today, but Dumbledore still let it go.

After Snape left, McGonagall glanced at them and muttered: "If this is really the case... Silly boy, how can you think you can deal with a mountain-sized giant monster alone?"

"Five points deducted from Gryffindor."

"I hope my trust is right and I won't confine you for the time being."

Hermione heard this, pursed her lips and said nothing, silently accepting the punishment.

Then McGonagall looked at the awkward Harry and Ron, and the obedient Cedric.

"Ten points for each of you. Now go back to your lounge. I have to go find Dumbledore."

"I'll leave the troll matter to you, Professor Quirrell."

"Oh, sure, Professor McGonagall, I can, can handle it."

As things on McGonagall's side ended, a big problem arose on Slytherin's side.

"Then who can tell me who knows where Bree O'Dea is?"

"Now the prefects go out and get him back and I will punish him."

The prefects looked at each other, where could they find out where Bree was, because they all knew why Bree wasn't in the lounge, and it seemed that things couldn't be kept secret.

Malfoy didn't speak. He knew that Bree might be in the corner tower now, but he was not stupid. This would be of no benefit, but would be full of trouble.

There were no prefects in the first grade, so it was none of his business.

"Huh?" Snape narrowed his eyes, scanning the faces of each prefect narrowly and coldly, and finally looked at Malfoy.

"Say, what happened?"

Malfoy was pointed out, and he sighed in his heart. He didn't dare to disobey Snape. His father had already relented and bought him a new broom, but he would have to wait until next year to replace it for the college. It depends on him. score.

Malfoy told the whole story about how the junior prefect targeted Bree, threw her things out of the dormitory, and was beaten back by Bree. He did not add any exaggeration, and he was not Bree's enemy.

When Millicent, who was not far away, saw this, she was very entangled in her heart. After struggling with her thoughts, she mustered up the courage to say: "Professor Snape, Bree Old is the victim, because Bree has always been abused by some people." Bullying, saying that he is a Muggle and does not deserve to be in Slytherin... and Bree has always earned points for the house, even after leaving the Slytherin lounge."

"Oh?"

Snape looked at Millicent, and the other prefects glanced at her, seemingly surprised that she would speak for Bree, but it was no longer important at this time, at least no one could change Snape's mind.

"Muggleborn?" Snape frowned tightly and suddenly smiled.

"Do you really think he is a Muggle?" Snape stared into the eyes of each prefect and saw their hesitation and guilt and said, "It seems that you have made a decision, but you still chose the wrong way. madness!"

"Slytherin made such a big joke, but as the dean, I was kept in the dark by you, very good..."

The surrounding temperature plummeted, and Malfoy couldn't help shivering.

Snape was angry!

"It's a waste of your eyesight. Don't you all look at the collection of books at home?"

The soft purple light in Brie's black hair is almost overflowing, and her pure black eyes are known to many people, but these little wizards still don't understand.

"You should ask the adults at home if strange phenomena will occur in wizards with powerful magic. Oh no, some of your adults are stupid too."

"Let me tell you splendens, anything unusual in the magical world needs to be treated with caution. Maybe not many people have seen it, but when Bree Old came to the academy, some knowledgeable professors understood it. Leo Odd has powerful magical qualifications, and such magic can only be possessed by descendants of powerful wizards on both sides."

"Muggleborn? This title should be reserved for you!"

"Now you stay here until I find Briod!"

Snape turned and left the lounge, and quickly went to Dumbledore's office. At this time, McGonagall was here, and Professor Sprout was also there; and Snape had no idea of ​​covering up anyone, and directly sent Bree to the office. What happened was told to them.

"Oh, poor boy!"

Professor Sprout looked unbearable and said worriedly: "I really don't know how little Oude spent more than a month. He often comes to the greenhouse to help me take care of the plants. He is a very kind child. I completely understand it." No wonder he is facing bullying from the college."

Professor McGonagall also clenched her fists.

"This is simply unbelievable. Such a thing has never happened in Hogwarts. Odd should not be treated like this!"

Dumbledore also frowned after hearing this. He was more worried about Bree's inner thoughts.

"I won't protect Slytherin, but Briod has been working hard to win points for Slytherin. I think I have other means to deal with them."

After hearing this, McGonagall put down the thought of deducting points. He could not destroy Bri's efforts because of such a thing. It was unfair. Deducting points was not the purpose, but a way to better manage students.

"Dumbledore, I think we can set a precedent, like transferring to another hospital or something!"

Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore with stern eyes. Since Slytherin did not welcome Bree, Bree was fully qualified to transfer. In her opinion, Bree was completely different from Slytherin. Although she had some small thoughts, Rather than being utilitarian, he maintained a special kind of kindness.

"Yes, I agree with Professor McGonagall. Briod is very suitable for Hufflepuff. All the little badgers like him, and so do the house elves. He is a frequent visitor to the kitchen. He also likes plants."

McGonagall suddenly stared at Sprout, who was chattering to Dumbledore, saying that Bree was like a little badger. When did she say that Bree was suitable for Hufflepuff!
McGonagall racked her brains and thought: "I think Mr. Oded is also suitable for Gryffindor. He... He has the courage to not be afraid of power, and he can even leave the lounge and face college life alone."

Snape heard the words of the two deans without saying a word, but looked at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore smiled and narrowed his eyes and said: "Oh, don't be so excited. Every child has his or her own character, and there is no single personality. And Bree Olde's passion for learning is the most famous..."

Dumbledore's eyes flickered and he looked at the two female professors who were suddenly stunned.

"Ahem, of course...but I was also sorted into Gryffindor back then. Studying was not the reason for choosing Ravenclaw." Professor McGonagall sat on the chair for several minutes when the sorting hat was placed. Wondering if she is a Gryffindor or a Ravenclaw.

"Yes, every college has someone who loves to learn, and Cedric is the first grader." Sprout couldn't help but say.

At this time, Snape said in a long voice, coldly: "I think as the 'current' headmaster of Bri Ord, I can say something."

Dumbledore said: "Of course, Severus, you have the qualifications."

"The first priority now is to find Bree Old. As for the sorting matter, it has been the responsibility of the Sorting Hat for thousands of years."

Snape's words were very straightforward, meaning that the Sorting Hat assigned Bree to Slytherin, so he must have what Slytherin said he had, whether it was character or something else, there was always a reason.

"Of course." Dumbledore looked at the portraits hanging on the wall of the principal's office. These were left by past principals. They are a kind of soul consciousness that can survive in the portraits.

"Can you tell me where Bri O'Dee is? He's the kid that Fox liked very much before."

No one at Hogwarts knows more about gossip than the portraits.

"Oh, I have to ask other portraits about this." A kind lady said in a portrait on the wall: "I think the Fat Lady should know."

"Oh, okay, please bring her, Delis." Dumbledore said with a smile. Many people knew that the portrait of the Fat Lady on the door of the Gryffindor common room was the favorite to talk about gossip.

Soon, the Fat Lady came to the photo frame belonging to Principal Delis Derwent. Her chubby body did not give Delis any room to show her face. Delis could only squeeze into other portraits and listen.

"Oh, this is my first time here." The Fat Madam looked at her carefully and said, "What can I do, Principal Dumbledore?"

"Oh, please, please tell us about Briod. We are looking for him, the Slytherin with black hair and pure black eyes. I think you should know him."

"Of course... of course, this child has also threatened some other portraits, hahaha, a very interesting child." The fat lady said in funny language: "Don't tell others about me, or I will burn you!"

"He said this more than a month ago. It was only a week since school started. At that time, his eyes were a little red and he didn't know if he was being bullied."

"We later found out that he was still a good kid, but he was a little close to the twins, otherwise he wouldn't have used this method to scare the portrait."

Obviously, the fat lady still had some complaints about the twins.

Dumbledore smiled and said: "Oh, of course, but we need to know where he is now. The rest of the interesting things are secrets of the little wizards, and we have no intention of prying."

"Oh, that's right. I remember the flower girl said before that she often saw him in the morning and evening on the east side of the eighth floor."

　I was shocked when I was looking for a manuscript to upload. I thought I had accidentally deleted this one.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)