A week after school started, Draco used some of his family's channels to resell Bree's goods over the weekend. Of course, he did this without telling his father, and he begged his mother not to tell him. _o_m
"boom!"
In Slytherin's first-grade dormitory, a very embarrassed Azar ran out of it, and a group of first-year wizards who followed him were very satisfied. They had long wanted to teach Azar a lesson, but it was... Due to Slytherin's rules, he waited until the protection period ended before taking action.
Draco and Pansy were sitting on the sofa in the lounge, watching this scene with great interest. Pansy sneered and mocked: "A small foreign family is just arrogant because their mother works in the Ministry of Magic." Da, you pester the savior every day, do you want to be a dog?"
Pansy was still mean, she didn't cover up her voice at all, and she didn't hold back at all when Azar ran past her and left the lounge.
Draco held his head and took in Azar's unwilling face.
"A stupid guy. If he just plays a small role, no one will care about him. He has a big heart but no brains at all."
Daphne on the side followed Draco's words and said: "Didn't he understand it first before coming to Slytherin? If you want to learn from Oude, you have to see if you have the ability."
"But the first grade is already tolerant. You know, last year Oude was beaten by the seniors..."
Draco rolled his eyes at Daphne and cut off what she was about to say: "Don't mention this. If Bree is unhappy after hearing this, I won't help you."
"Pfft." Pansy covered her mouth and laughed. Of course, she was targeting Daphne.
"Stupid bitch, there are some things you can't say. Now every grade in Slytherin handles matters by themselves. Seniors don't dare to interfere like last year. Of course, the key is not to talk about Oude, unless you want to be hung upside down. .”
Pansy was a little confused and looked at Draco.
"Draco, Azar's mother is also a very capable person. How dare someone who shares a dormitory with him ask someone to deal with him?"
Draco smiled crookedly. He would not say that he had given support to Azar's roommate. He just looked down on Azar's behavior, especially talking in his sleep.
"Perhaps it was done by someone who admired Oded." Daphne smiled, but did not notice Draco's face becoming stiff, and continued: "Azar provoked Oded a few days ago, I don't think so. Oude doesn’t care, I’m afraid the young wizards from other colleges will also target Azar.”
At this time, Enid, who had been pestering Bree before, sat down with a list. She heard Draco and their conversation, waved the list on her hand and said, "Miss Greengrass is right. I originally I wanted to teach Azar a lesson, but someone struck first."
"Hey, look at this."
Enid handed the list to Draco, who still looked stiff, and gave Draco a wink, while Pansy snatched the list and glanced at Enid.
"Guard the Oude Club!"
Daphne leaned over and immediately noticed the words written on it.
This is an application form with a faint contract, which is part of the process of joining the club.
Draco took it over and looked at it, then stared at the signatures of the president and vice president——
President-Hermione Granger!
Vice President-Hannah 슷Aibo!
How did these two girls come up with this? Does Bree need their protection? Draco looked at Enid with a charming smile.
He narrowed his eyes and said, "Miss Child also wants to join?"
No one is close to Bree except him now, maybe some people think, but Bree doesn't give them a chance, but what is going on with Enid.
"What are you doing?"
Bree had just returned from the kitchen when she saw Draco sitting on the sofa with a stern look on his face, looking at Enid, while Pansy and Daphne were still looking at the list in Draco's hand in surprise.
Weird…
Bree felt that this matter had something to do with her.
When Enid saw Bree coming, she immediately took the list back from Draco and said, "This is mine. If Master Malfoy wants to participate, please go find Granger or Amber." Miss take it, or wait a few days and I became inside.
The core staff will bring you one. "
Standing up and giving a slight salute to Bree, Enid left the lounge.
Bree frowned and looked at Draco, but Draco waved his hand casually and said: "It's nothing, don't ask, it's just the way some little girls pursue you. You don't want to know. Let's go back to the dormitory quickly." Well, the goods you gave me are selling well, I’ll discuss more important matters.”
Draco glanced at Pansy and Daphne to tell them not to talk, and then pushed Bree towards the bedroom.
"Well, this is money. There are still some goods that have not been sold, but they hope you can give more. There are not many alchemists in the British wizarding world."
After receiving the money bag from Draco, Bree took out a bag with a traceless stretching spell from her pocket and said, "These are new ones, you can give them to them."
Then Bree took out a special black stone ring and threw it to Draco.
"What you want."
After watching Draco put on the ring, Bree nodded with satisfaction and said, "I will be at the corner building in the past few days. I need to deal with some important things."
Bri has purchased some new alchemy materials in the past few days. He is going to study the alchemy notes left by the previous turret owner. Creating an original alchemy item alone requires a lot of knowledge accumulation.
At the same time, he also had to incorporate the plant alchemy contained in the ring he had obtained from the ancient tree fairy.
If he uses blessings to carve natural magic into it, he may be able to fulfill his vision and make a spell-casting item that can induce natural magic in the environment.
Voldemort was no longer ready to stick to his snake language and began to teach Bree some methods of refining Horcruxes. Bree also needed to go to the *** area to find some information about the soul to avoid being plotted by Voldemort.
Thinking about this, Brie had a headache. Why was he so tired?
He thought it would be better to put aside the matter of natural magic for a while and get Voldemort over to the lake.
"Oh, you are really busy. Don't do alchemy every day. You need some time to yourself. You must know that an outstanding patriarch of a family will never do everything by himself."
Draco couldn't help complaining: "Don't you have a flower elf son? You have to let him do something for you!"
Nico?
Bree thought for a moment, what else could Nico do besides growing flowers?
Growing vegetables?
"I didn't expect you to be a child-monster, tsk tsk tsk." Draco looked at Bree's unmoved expression and quickly mocked: "A 12-year-old father is really amazing."
"Don't say that, Draco, Nico is still very cute. I will take you to the flower garden in the corner building in a few days. Nico has raised a lot of flowers, and some of them can even be made into salads by the house elves."
"Tsk, just know how to eat. Don't get so fat that you can't fly. You black crow... don't look at it. I'm going to do something for you now."
After Draco said that, he took the bag that Bree gave him and left the dormitory.
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In the evening, Bree was walking towards the tower when she heard some beeping sounds in front of an empty classroom.
"Harry Potter...this might be an opportunity."
Is it Azar?
Bree cast a disillusionment spell on herself, and soon the professors were opened. Azar ran upstairs, and Bree frowned.
"A little snake wrapped around a lion?"
Bree frowned, thinking that this would definitely bring shame on Slytherin, but he was also a little curious about Snape's mood when he found out. Update without error@
"Snape is different from Potter." Based on the situation last year, Bree immediately understood the awkward attention Snape, the old tsundere, paid to Harry.
"If Snape doesn't let me come into contact with Potter, will he let other little snakes come into contact with Potter?"
Bree thought, and the events of the next few days let him know the answer.
Another week has passed. What Azar has done in the past few days has simply shocked the entire Hogwarts. Now everyone knows that the savior has a small tail growing from the back of his butt.
"I think I gave him too few lessons!"
In the hall, Draco snorted coldly, looked at Azar who was crowded next to Harry, and said to Bree: "I think he will be the first to eat at the Gryffindor table.
This guy is really a big stunt. Everyone knows him. Look, our Professor Lockhart is extremely jealous. "
Draco snorted, and when he saw Lockhart saying with a smile that witnessing the friendship between Slytherin and Gryffindor were Lockhart's achievements as a professor, He gritted his teeth and said, "Someone will take care of Azar!"
Bree raised her eyes and looked at the constipated face on the teacher's desk. She wished she could slap Lockhart who was chattering away a lot, and chuckled softly: "I think the dean will go and talk to him soon. Let's go first." Let’s see and then talk.”
Bullying the disobedient little snake, Bree looked at Draco, Draco knew better about this thing.
"Oh, no, Bree, this is different." Draco glanced at the Slytherins on the dining table, and he smiled inexplicably: "The dean warned everyone before to "love each other," and you can't appear again. That was an accident, but today, I think the Dean will acquiesce to us crossing the red line, as long as we don't kick him out of Slytherin."
"Of course, we just teach him how to be a good Slytherin."
As soon as Draco finished speaking, a senior boy stood up at the Slytherin table. It was Selwyn. His face was full of anger and sternness.
"I think you should remember!"
Selwyn was tall and looked not like a fifth-grade student at all, but more like an adult. He grabbed Azar, who was sitting next to Harry and getting close to him, and said sternly: "I thought you would give Si Come to Trin and bring some surprises, such as a duel with Oude to make him stop being so quiet, but your stupid smell knocked me out first!"
Azar looked at Selwyn's terrifying face, and he bared his teeth and wanted to ask Harry for help. @*~~
Harry and Ron looked worried, but they looked at the strong Selwyn and felt a little trembling.
Harry whispered: "Put him down, he is from your college...".
