Bree came out of the principal's office with the promise from the professors.
Professor Flitwick took the lead and caught up to Bree. He was not easy to behave in the principal's room, but it was obvious that his enthusiasm for magical research was unlimited, but this time Professor McGonagall stopped him.
"Filius, maybe this matter is not so urgent."
Professor McGonagall winked at Professor Sprout who walked out together. Professor Sprout nodded with a smile and took the lead to walk downstairs with Professor Flitwick.
Bree smiled when she saw this. It was obvious that Professor McGonagall wanted to talk to him alone. Professor McGonagall was silent in the office just now, probably just to wait for now.
"That's right." Professor McGonagall seemed a little tired, and she patted Bree on the shoulder.
"Maybe you should use some dinner, what happened in the afternoon was too unexpected."
Breed was kept in the Potions Office by Snape all afternoon, causing him to miss dinner.
Of course, Bree knew that Snape was protecting him or not causing trouble to Snape. The Ministry of Magic was always very urgent in unnecessary matters and seemed very incompetent.
Following Professor McGonagall downstairs to her office, she tapped the table and soon some delicious food appeared.
"How about hot cocoa, some bad things must pass."
Professor McGonagall sat relaxed on the sofa, Bree following closely behind.
After picking up the hot cocoa and taking a sip, Professor McGonagall said straight to the point: "The magic that can kill dementors... you are in danger now, you need to understand."
"Ah, Professor, this magic is not dangerous. I think you should..."
"No, wait Bree, the danger does not lie in the magic itself." Professor McGonagall stopped Bree and frowned: "You should have heard of Azkaban."
"Of course, Professor, it's a prison, guarded by dementors."
"I see, Professor, are you saying that some of the guys who want to be rescued out there will be against me?"
Professor McGonagall looked at Bree with admiration, nodded and said: "The current Minister of Magic has great trust in those inhuman monsters. In fact, in the past ten years, Dementors have been excellent as guards. Of course not Barring some omissions, most criminals cannot escape their jurisdiction."
Sirius Black's ability to escape from Azkaban definitely caused quite a stir in the outside world. One case leads to another. The Ministry of Magic must capture Black as soon as possible, otherwise its credibility will face a big crisis.
"Professor, I will be careful." Bri gently rubbed his fingers, but in his mind he was thinking about how to ensure that those people would not dare to attack him. After all, this was too troublesome, and there was no way to guard against thieves for a thousand days.
"It's good if you can be on guard. You're still safe in Hogwarts, but you can't take it lightly..." Professor McGonagall hesitated, but looking at the obedient Bree, she decided to keep some secrets The reality told Bree.
"Be careful of the Slytherins who approach you recently. You must know that many Slytherins in Azkaban have relatives there."
"Although saying this is not in line with the responsibilities of a professor. We cannot treat young wizards differently, but I cannot let the young wizards be ridiculous. That is already a matter of the previous generation. It is only natural that bad people should be punished for doing evil. , we can’t let those little wizards go astray just because they are blood relatives of the bad guys.”
"So, Bree, try to eliminate their little thoughts. Hogwarts does not need conspiracy and calculation, and the little wizards should grow up healthily."
Professor McGonagall talked a lot. She valued the little wizard and Hogwarts too much. Of course, this was not a mistake.
"As you wish, Professor, but I think if the Ministry of Magic were smart enough, they should give Azkaban new guards instead of covering their ears."
In Bree's view, this matter can be easily resolved as long as the Ministry of Magic can make changes, but I believe Fudge will always disappoint people.
After bidding farewell to Professor McGonagall, Bree returned to the turret. At this time, in the turret, a paper crane was sitting quietly on the big wooden table. When Bree arrived, it immediately unfolded its body and stretched into a The magic paper page also revealed some words on it.
"I have received your letter, my dear little nephew."
"It is undeniable that you surprised me again. You actually succeeded in creating life. But I have to take some time to take a closer look at you. Don't be as stupid as Nico Flamel, who actually used your own... Life to cultivate the soul..."
Tom said a lot of caring words in the letter, even a bit motherly, which made Bree, who was familiar with the gist of it, jump directly to the last paragraph.
"I will arrange it. This is a good opportunity for Hogwarts to open up to Hogsmeade Village. The stupid Ministry of Magic always talks wrongly. They cannot suppress this matter, but I still suggest not to make a fuss. If you have to be so stiff, there is still some use in keeping Fudge."
Bree seemed to see Tom's disdain for the Ministry of Magic when he wrote this sentence. Bree smiled and clicked on the paper. A text appeared on it, telling Tom to start taking action. He hoped to be able to do it before Christmas. They can go to Hogsmeade Village, otherwise it would be too detrimental to their card business.
It is foreseeable that Fudge will definitely agree to relax his control over Hogwarts.
Just after Bree handed this letter to Tom, the British wizarding community once again aroused suspicion and condemnation of the Ministry of Magic.
"What is the Ministry of Magic doing? If they can't control those dementors, they shouldn't be led to Hogwarts. There are a bunch of kids there!"
In the Leaky Cauldron in Diagon Alley, a ragged man drank his beer in one gulp and muttered: "But I heard that a dementor died. Is this true?"
"Oh, don't be ridiculous. Dementors are undead creatures, haha!" The person next to him was a little drunk. After hearing the big man's words, he teased: "Maybe you can try it and see if you can use your strange smell. Kill the dementors!”
"Hey, go ahead, I don't want to touch that thing." It seemed to bring back some unpleasant memories of the big man, and he trembled for a moment, but soon, he heard -
"Hey, let's not talk about Dementors. Look, the Fantasy Game Alchemy Store has opened a branch in Hogsmeade Village. Those who participate in the event have a chance to win a mysterious grand prize!"
"What, I have to go take a look."
"I heard that on Christmas Day, Hogsmeade Village will hold a fantasy game competition..."
"Fantasy game?" This is the first time that the adventurous man heard this term after traveling for many years. There was a sneer in his eyes. What's so good about a game? Only powerful magical creatures and hidden treasures in the wild can be attractive. force.
With this in mind, he took out the money bag from his chest, carefully counted out the money for the drinks, put it on the table, and left.
At this time, inside Hogwarts.
On the rooftop of the turret, Luna was constantly trying to communicate with the natural magic, blessing and casting simple magics one after another, making Yana's eyes twinkling beside her.
Yana and Luna have been practicing for a long time. At this time, she can feel that these magics have improved a lot, and the source is those natural magic powers.
As for why Luna can use natural magic, it has something to do with the earrings that Bree gave to Yana last semester. The earrings are already a magic item.
Brie also came over at this time, nodded slightly and said: "There are many kinds of natural magic. Luna uses the power of moonlight. It may not be strong during the day, but at night, it will be enhanced."
Using natural magic to amplify the wizard's magic is the entry stage of natural magic. After that, you can use natural magic to build your own magic. But this is difficult. Luna has no clue now. She prefers to use natural magic and invisible little guys. We play games and don’t have much attachment to practicing magic.
Bree recorded in his notes the process of Luna using magic items to perform natural magic with the power of a wizard. He has recently been organizing this information in order to bring a different magic path to the wizarding world in the future.
At this time, Luna came to Brie with the earring and said: "Brie, the magic power in this earring is not enough."
Seeing this, Brie smiled and took the earrings.
This earring is the first spellcasting item made by Bree. It is very complete. Logically speaking, this should not happen. However, Bree did not teach Luna how to use spellcasting items to convert the wizard's magic into natural magic and store it in the body. , so now Brie's charge is needed after depleting most of the magic inside the casting item.
After pouring in some of the natural magic power with his own breath, Brie handed it to Yana, and then said: "I will compile a paper on natural magic recently, and will use the wizard's magic power to transform it into a method of natural magic. Write it in, and then you will have your own natural magic.”
Of course, this process requires spellcasting items made by Bree, and the small ball of natural magic that serves as the introduction in each spellcasting item contains the breath of Bree.
Bree is not a selfless saint. This aura is a counterattack against those who learn natural magic. Although it is not much, it is enough to give Oude absolute dominance over natural magic.
This is the so-called person who learns from me will live, and whoever imitates me will die. The more advanced a person practices natural magic, the more he will understand that he cannot attack Oude, because the source of magic lies in Buri.
Bree smiled softly and returned the earrings to Luna. Bree was still sure that the spell-casting item she made could be used, so there was no need to continue the experiment.
He looked at the haze in the sky and the white snow in the distance, and then said: "Have you handed over the permission letter signed by the parents to Professor McGonagall? Today is Saturday, and I have to go to Hogsmeade Village later. trip."
Originally, Draco had arranged to go to Hogsmeade with Bree today, but Draco was temporarily called to the office by Snape, so Bree had to go alone.
"Oh, of course, but it's a pity." Luna blinked her big blue eyes and said, "I will go, but my dad is also in Hogsmeade, so I have to go shopping with him."
Speaking of this, Luna smiled and said: "It's all because of you. Who let Hogsmeade Village open a branch of Fantasy Games? My dad thought there would be news here."
Brie smiled, and Yana beside her was a little moved.
Bree saw it, so she said: "Nayana, please go shopping with me, I will buy you some clothes, but you can go with Luna first. I hope Professor McGonagall has not left her office yet."
"Well, thank you to the two beautiful ladies for being willing to accompany me to enjoy the cold wind on the rooftop for a while. I have no choice but to make sure this matter is very important to me."
After a while, Bree will have to talk to Tom about making spellcasting items. For now, only Bree can make them, so Bree has to train a guy who can do this as soon as possible, such as Ver, or It is to cultivate a flower elf.
After making the decision, Bree bowed gentlemanly, made Yana and Luna smile crookedly, and walked towards Professor McGonagall's office.
Bree was going to ask Professor McGonagall for some courseware, hoping to learn more about how the professors arranged the learning of the little wizards, which would be helpful for the paper he would write on natural magic in the future.
Unfortunately, when Bree came to Professor McGonagall's office, the door to the professor's office was closed.
"Woof woof woof..."
"Why are you here?" Bree heard the sound, looked over, and saw a big black dog, which was Sirius Black.
"Woof woof woof." Sirius bit Bree's robe and pulled him to the corner. At this moment, several students came down from upstairs.
"Oh, Harry, that's not fair, we have to try Professor McGonagall."
Ron's voice was loud, and Hermione, who was about to go downstairs to Hogsmeade, frowned displeased, but she thought Ron was right. Whether Harry could go to Hogsmeade In this matter in the village, we can't use ordinary rules, we have to try to be flexible.
"Thank you, but I think Professor McGonagall may not agree..."
Walk to Professor McGonagall's office door.
Ron looked at the door, but there was no response. He was stunned and said: "It seems that we don't even have a place to ask. I just checked. Principal Dumbledore is not in the office. It seems that many professors have gone out." .”
"Today is a holiday. I should have thought of it. Professors also need to rest, especially before Christmas. It's not easy to buy gifts at Hogwarts." Hermione analyzed, and then comforted the disappointed Harry. : "Maybe you can tell me what you want to buy, and I think I can bring you some."
"Goodbye." Harry forced a smile, but there was nothing he could do.
"Maybe I can wait until the professor comes back to talk to her about it. My aunt and uncle are unlikely to sign it for me."
"Oh man, don't be sad, I'll bring you candy."
Ron pursed his lips, but he was also helpless.
Hermione saw this and shrugged.
"You can go to the library and you can enjoy a quiet weekend until we get back, Harry."
Harry opened his mouth silently. Hogwarts might have been quiet enough. Even the first and second year wizards didn't want to move in the winter. Of course, it was unlikely that Harry would go play with them.
"Well...see you soon, Harry."
Hermione smiled apologetically, waved to Harry, and left slowly, while Ron also walked out of Hogwarts after saying goodbye to Harry.
After Hermione and Ron walked away, Harry finally couldn't hold back the expression on his face. He sighed lonelyly and prepared to go back to the Gryffindor lounge. At least there was a burning fireplace there, which was enough. warmth.
Just as Harry was going upstairs, a roll of parchment rolled to his feet. There were suspicious saliva and mud stains on the parchment roll.
"What's this?"
Harry opened the parchment, but there was nothing except two paragraphs -
I solemnly swear that I have done nothing good!
Prank over!
