Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 39 Gilbert Elsie’s Corner Tower
The east side of the eighth floor?

Dumbledore thought of the Room of Requirement, but that was in another direction.

"Okay, we'll go take a look. Thanks for the trip."

With the end of the questioning, Dumbledore stood up from the headmaster's seat and walked out of the headmaster's room with the three professors.

The principal's office is on the eighth floor, so it's not far to the east.

"Did little Oude spend his time on the rooftop?" Sprout's eyes were full of worry.

"Don't worry, we will find him." Dumbledore comforted, and then saw the portrait of the tea girl.

"Oh, that cute kid, he often goes there, you can go look for him."

Dumbledore remembered that the tea girl pointed to the road where the alchemy classroom used to be, but it was already abandoned.

"Bang!" Snape pushed open the door of the deserted classroom. Dust scattered, and there was obviously no trace of anyone entering.

"Go and have a look over there. There might be other rooms." Mag said.

There are many secret rooms in Hogwarts. She had taken risks when she was a student. Of course, this was something she couldn't talk about.

Sprout seemed to have thought of something. When she saw the portrait of the big tree, she said: "I remember this portrait. I discovered it when I was a student, but I never found out what species it was."

"There is a breath of magic here." Dumbledore soon discovered the secret here, and he said: "It's right here."

Dumbledore tapped the stone brick with his finger, and the portrait slowly opened, and the cold wind from outside blew in, which made the two female professors pale.

Snape and Dumbledore were stunned.

"I hope there is another world up there. I think Mr. Old is not so stupid." Snape walked in first, and the others followed one by one.

When Dumbledore and the others saw a lush tree, they immediately recognized it as the one in the portrait, and the turret with the tree was Bree's current residence.

The flower garden given by Professor Sprout was also spread out on the platform, and it could be seen that there were many precious or edible plants in it.

Sprout remained silent when he saw it, turning a blind eye to the magical plants unique to the Forbidden Forest.

"I think Mr. Ode's herbal medicine class is excellent." Professor Dumbledore raised the half-moon glasses on his eyes and looked at the four-leaf vine spreading on the turret window: "It's a good idea, full of the breath of nature. It can also withstand the cold wind, but this is not a dormitory for students, Mr. Ode needs the same treatment as little wizards."

"Of course, Ode discovered this place. He has the right to come here during Hogwarts time, except for the curfew time."

Professor McGonagall did not speak, but was thinking about something while looking at some bronze lines on the wall of the turret, and suddenly she said: "Gilbert Elsie!"

"Dumbledore, you should remember this person. He was the first Ravenclaw student thousands of years ago. I saw it when I sorted out the school's outstanding student files. He later became the first alchemy professor, but he Disappeared, and traces of his alchemy classroom and office were also wiped away."

"The limited records mention that he is an old scholar in the east corner tower. He has a wand made of a strange plant, which can effectively help him prevent the effects of alchemy failure."

Dumbledore gently touched the big tree and felt the magic being transported to the bronze lines. He nodded slightly and said: "Oh, I always forget something. Lucky you, you still remember, Minerva, but I think we have to knock on the door. , this turret clearly endorses Bree Old.”

"And this turret is an alchemical product and does not belong to Hogwarts. As the principal, I can identify it."

Gilbert Elsie was a powerful master of alchemy, but those who knew him knew that his life was barren. The Philosopher's Stone was his obsession, but unfortunately no one knew whether he had succeeded.

"Dong dong dong!" Snape walked up the stone steps and knocked hard on the wooden door.

Brie, who was on the second floor, was still reading when he heard voices coming from outside.

"Is someone coming?" Ver suddenly looked at the stairs, and then said to Bree: "It's the professors from Hogwarts. It seems that they discovered this place, but why? This has not happened in thousands of years? "

Bree put down the book with a look of helplessness on his face. He understood that he couldn't hide. It seemed that something had happened that made the professors realize that he was not in the Slytherin lounge. The Slytherin commotion had already happened. was uncovered.

"It's something that was expected a long time ago, but it just happened a little earlier."

Bree was not worried about the consequences at all. He was the "victim". Unless Snape completely trusted those purebloods, Bree could handle the matter very well.

"You stay here in Vern, I'll go down by myself."

Ver nodded, a little disappointed, it understood that Bree was leaving here.

Bree quickly went downstairs and opened the wooden door. He looked calm but deliberately showed a trace of panic in his eyes: "Professor?"

Snape pushed him away, walked into the first floor and cast a glowing spell. The other professors also walked in. Professor Sprout pulled him into his arms, circled him and comforted him: "It's okay kid, we I will give you justice."

Looking at the empty first floor, everyone understood that the brightly lit second floor was where Bree rested, but looking at the pajamas that Bree had put on, no one peeked too much.

However, Professor McGonagall turned cold and said to Bree seriously: "Mr. Oded, I have always thought that you are the most sensible first grader, but you..."

Mag pursed her lips and looked at Bree who was hiding in Sprout's arms in fear, and finally said no more.

Mag bent down, touched Brie's little face, and said softly with a hint of helplessness: "You can tell me."

Bree's eyes were red, and she lowered her head stubbornly and said: "This is my business, Professor, I have to learn to deal with things by myself, and I have had a good month. I can study to my heart's content without being distracted by their innocent behavior." Bloody harassment.”

Hearing Bree's words, Dumbledore flashed his eyes and said: "Minerva is worried about you, Mr. Ode. Of course, this incident was not your fault, although you hurt other little wizards at the time. "

"I'm sorry... My most precious things were torn apart by them. The diary is the only proof of my birth, the origin of my name, and the crossbody bag was the first Christmas gift Betty gave me..."

Bree raised her head from Sprout's arms, looked directly at Dumbledore, and said emotionally: "I just told them to shut up in the Slytherin way, and understand that I am not someone to mess with."

"It's a relief for me to leave. I simply can't agree with their pure-blood rules!"

"Pure blood, mixed blood, and Muggles are all the same. They all have magic power. Even Muggles themselves are extraordinary. Their descendants can also give birth to little wizards, and they also have their own power."

"Who is born great?"

"Who is born ordinary?"

After Bree finished speaking, she turned her head and buried herself in Sprout's arms, and stopped talking. Where the professors couldn't see her, the pure red color slowly appeared in her eyes, and finally returned to pure black.

And there was a hint of relaxation in those pure black eyes.

Bri thought to herself: I swear on Merlin's soul that what I said tonight is the truth.

But everyone knows that the most deceptive thing is not telling the complete truth.

Bree respects everything that exists in the world. Although he does not agree with pure blood theory, he will not underestimate it. If necessary, he will choose to follow it. As long as it can make his world live better, why can't he accept it? ?
It is normal where there is good and evil.

After all, Bree still admires the spirit of pure blood. Glory can indeed give a person more choices, just like Bree's excellence has been recognized by the professors, and now they choose to protect Bree. .

"Dumbledore!" Professor McGonagall glared at Dumbledore angrily.

"You shouldn't have said that, Ode has already understood the mistake, not to mention the conflicts caused by those little wizards, they even bought precious potions to bully Ode without leaving any traces!"

"Sorry...sorry...I guess I was a little confused."

Dumbledore had just reacted to what Bree said. He looked at the back of Bree's head complicatedly and said, "I believe you, Mr. Oded. You are a very thoughtful little Slytherin wizard. I also assure you." Snape will look after his house."

Snape snorted. He was also frightened by what Bree said. If those little snakes heard this, they would definitely kill this strange Slytherin immediately.

Snape is a mixed race. He was bullied and grew up. Seeing Bree's aggrieved appearance, he thought of his schooling career in Slytherin... Lily.

"I will keep an eye on them. Slytherin does not allow such internal strife!"

Snape looked at Bree and said helplessly: "Now please pack up Mr. Odd and go back to the Slytherin lounge with me. I will arrange everything."

After hearing this, Bree understood that the matter was over and was about to leave Professor Sprout's arms, but Sprout tightened his arms.

"I think we can talk about the transfer."

Sprout touched Bree's head with pity and said, "I think Hufflepuff can take better care of little Odd."

Oude blinked, can he still be transferred to another hospital?
but……

"I guess I have to say thank you for your concern...but I'm a Slytherin, I'm sure of it."

Bree forced a smile and left Sprout's arms.

"Slytherin should never be what it is now. I have seen the character of real Slytherins from many books. They are shrewd, calm, considerate, and have inner perseverance. Perhaps because of persistence, some lack inner perseverance. Only those guys will get a bad reputation and behave worse."

"But I think such people are in the minority. No one is born bad. Besides, I believe that my strength can handle the rest of my life."

Snape glanced at Bree appreciatively and seemed to smile, but it seemed that it was just the cold wind blowing in that made Bree feel dazed.

"Maybe we should respect the choice made by Mr. Briod, then you can go pack your things and leave here."

"Of course, Dumbledore has agreed that you will use this place as a secret base, and no one will tell the secrets here."

Bree bowed to the professors.

"Sorry for making you worry, I'm going to pack my things now."

　No one really thinks that I will change houses... The Sorting Hat has already divided the houses, so it means that Bree has something suitable for Slytherin.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)