After a period of orderly arrangements, Brie settled into her own room. It seemed to be not bad. Although it was simple, it was at least clean and there was no hair left by the previous guest.
Outside of these daily routines, Bree was reading more of his textbooks. The contents in the books subverted Bree's world view. Even though he was prepared, he inevitably fell into the mysteries of magic.
Of course, trying is a must.
Bree held the spell book in one hand and the wand that belonged to Bree in the other.
Bree's wand is made of ivy wood. The green body is wrapped with silver hollow silver wire. It extends from the tip of the wand to the end like a vine, and curls into a beautiful hollow handle at the end. It is very comfortable to hold. It is 9 inches long and has extremely high toughness. , can be bent into a bracelet independently.
"Ollivander said you don't have a wand core, but you and I both understand that your wand core is a force of nature."
After saying that, Brie waved her wand without hesitation and said: "Luminescent flash!"
Following Bree's words, a weak magic whirlwind gathered in the hollow handle at the end of the wand, while a bright light emerged from the tip of the wand.
This is a glowing spell, a nice little charm. Bree cast it the first time and it was very effective.
But then Brie frowned. He also obtained An Qing's special magic power because of An Qing's memory in his mind, but he could clearly feel that when he cast the spell just now, what he mobilized was not the magic power An Qing gave him. Part of the magic power seemed to be his own.
"Without An Qing's memory, would I still be a little wizard?"
This discovery made Brie very happy. It seemed that not everything he needed needed An Qing's memory.
Brie did not mobilize the magic power of An Qing in his body. He wanted to rely on himself. Such pride was something that Brie himself was not aware of, or in other words, he did not think that this kind of pride was bad.
As each spell was successfully cast, Bree became more and more confident. It wasn't until she came into contact with some esoteric magic that she stopped. She began to carefully read the annotations in the textbook, or touch on other topics to supplement her knowledge of magic. and magical common sense.
But it has to be said that the history of magic may become a headache for Bree...
When Bree woke up the next day, she looked at the book "A History of Magic" written by Bathilda Bagshot. Although her mind was clear, she couldn't find many records about this in her head when she recalled it. Some of the things I remembered were in vain due to misrecording of various matters.
"I don't like History of Magic and I hope this subject isn't important."
Putting the "History of Magic" textbook in his suitcase, Bree picked up "Magic Potions and Potions" and continued his preview journey. Only by using the available time to make himself stronger, whether it is strength or wisdom, can he Facing unknown changes.
As time went by, Bree finished previewing all the textbooks in her hand except "History of Magic" and "Magic Potions and Potions"; it's not that she hates Potions, she just doesn't like it that much and most of the Potions are practical, and the above All kinds of data made Bree understand that this was not something he could figure out by studying hard for a month or two, so he only previewed one and put it down.
After that, Bridu went to the second-hand bookstore in Diagon Alley, where she only needed to spend one Sico to stay for a day, but she couldn't destroy the books that could no longer withstand the tossing.
The owner of the second-hand bookstore is not a kind old man, but he is quiet and wins the favor of Bree. Although the Flourishes and Blotts Bookstore on the other side has new books, it is unfortunately too noisy, and most of the new books cannot be read.
Only when she finds a book that Brie particularly likes in second-hand books, Brie will write down the book list and go to Flourish and Blotts Bookstore to buy it. The price of the book makes Brie very grateful to Ms. Emmeline for her previous sponsorship of textbooks. Even though Bree was too shy, he couldn't bear to buy too many books, which made him cross out many books on the book list. Anyway, he heard that Hogwarts has many books that students can read.
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September 1, 1991
Bri thought: I hope the accumulation before the start of school will give me some initiative in my life.
There were noisy cars, and Bree dragged her small suitcase into King's Cross Station. There were many wizards in strange clothes and robes at the station, but Muggles turned a blind eye to them. After reading many books, Bree Understand, this is the effect of the Ignore Curse.
Bree did not wear a robe, but wore a pair of decent casual clothes, which Bree bought in London with her own private money. Of course, the pound Betty left to Bree in Gringotts was also used by Amy. Lynn gave them to Bree, who could do with them as she pleased.
“Cool place.”
Bree was in a good mood, but what was strange was that he had not seen detailed records of Platform Nine and Three Quarters in many books.
"Nine...ten, is it in the middle? Is it some kind of magic?"
Bree pursed her lips and thought. He remembered that there was an unlocking spell that could open the door. Maybe this spell could be used, but there were too many Muggles here, so they would inevitably be discovered.
"Hi, new student?"
"Um?" Bree slowly turned around and saw a sunny boy smiling gently at him, "You are a first-year freshman at Hogwarts, right? I am your senior."
Senior?
Standing next to the senior was a middle-aged man who could be seen to be the senior's father. He looked very excited.
I should be more polite, Bree thought.
"I'm a new student, how do I get to platform nine and three-quarters?"
Before the senior could speak, his father arrived: "My Cedric is such a friendly senior, hahaha."
Following his father's words, the beard at the corner of his mouth trembled, looking very interesting.
The young man named Cedric seemed very embarrassed by his father's words, but he did not refute anything, but hurriedly said to Bree: "Come with me, I will take you in."
"It's right here, between the ninth and tenth platforms, the third pillar, just run in."
As soon as Cedric finished speaking, he pushed his own stroller and pushed it in. Cedric's father encouraged him: "Quick, don't keep Cedric waiting, my good little boy."
Brie pursed her lips and didn't react much to the word "well-behaved". This was his disguise since he was a child and he was used to it.
As they passed through the stone pillars, the sound of train steam came in front of them. A huge and long crimson steam train was parked next to platform nine and three-quarters. Many parents in robes were talking to their children. Derek was waiting.
"Thank you Cedric, I hope I didn't waste your time." Brie looked around curiously, and finally said to Cedric: "I'm Brie Old, you can call me Brie."
Cedric saw him, stretched out his hand and said friendly: "Cedric Diggory, you can call me Cedric, third year Hufflepuff."
Hogwarts has four colleges, and Hufflepuff is one of them. According to the record in "Hogwarts: A School History" that Bree read, it is a loyal and friendly college. The representative animal is the badger, and the color It's khaki.
Bree stretched out her hand, shook Cedric's hand and said, "Well, I know Hufflepuff, but I think I'll be a Ravenclaw."
Ravenclaw, a house where no one makes trouble.
"Ravenclaw? This is also a good college, but I thought you would be a little badger. You smile very kindly, but most oriental people are Ravenclaws. They are very smart. I remember that in the There is a Chinese girl in the second grade of Vinclaw..."
Before Cedric could finish speaking, he heard his father, who had just passed through the stone pillar, loudly say: "Oh, Hufflepuff is the best. You should think more about Hufflepuff. Cedric is number one in the year. There he can help you learn.”
Cedric's father patted Cedric on the shoulder very proudly. Cedric smiled apologetically at Bree and said, "Ravenclaw is also a very good college."
Bree nodded. He couldn't say that the main reason why he wanted to go to Ravenclaw was that he liked the quietness and high tower of Ravenclaw. He liked the feeling of the wind blowing from high places, which made him very comfortable, just like... Controlling the power of the wind, he is a king, unfettered.
Gryffindor House in Hogwarts also has a tall tower, but Bree thought it was too noisy, and maybe even the wind there was noisy.
"Hey, Cedric!"
Someone was calling Cedric. It seemed to be his friend. Bree smiled and said, "Then we'll see you at Hogwarts."
Cedric nodded gently, waved to his friend, and then said: "The freshmen workshop is in the back row. You can find your seat in advance. Except for the pure-blood family boxes in the front, you can choose any one you want. "
"Okay, thanks Cedric."
After saying goodbye to Cedric, Brie walked to the car in the back row. After carrying her small suitcase onto the train, she saw a touch of platinum color and walked into a very luxurious-looking car. The other party did not see Brie. inside, but a girl following him glanced at Bree. After seeing the old crossbody bag on his body, she turned her head in disgust and walked straight into the car. Behind her was a dark-skinned girl. The boy looked very elegant, but Bri could feel that his arrogance was no worse than that of the young lady.
There were two tall and strong boys who were about to enter the carriage when they heard Draco Malfoy inside say: "You two go to other carriages. I don't want to listen to the clicking and chewing inside all the way." Voice!"
"Oh, okay, Draco."
The two sturdy boys looked dumbfounded. After saying that, they walked to the next car. It was obvious that they were from pure-blood families.
"Is the preferential treatment from a pure-blood family really like the privileges of aristocrats in the Muggle world?"
Without thinking much, Bree walked to the ordinary carriage at the back of the train. He chose a carriage not far from the door and put down his luggage. He took out the diary in his bag and started writing about magic. There was a book on Transfiguration.
Not long after Bree sat down, she heard the noise outside. They were two red-haired teenagers. They looked very lively and naughty. No need to guess, these must be Gryffindor seniors. And they seemed to be shouting about something, Harry Potter?
