The wizard's magic power is alive, because this magic power comes from the wizard himself, and the natural magic power is also alive, but after being inhaled by the wizard, it will be immersed, as if dead.
The fundamental reason is that Bree was born with natural magic power, and he is the source of this power.
The natural magic power of other wizards does not have this kind of vitality at this stage.
"If you see through the essence of natural magic, then anyone can control the 'living' natural magic." But at that time, the wizard's natural magic had been completely marked with Bree's mark.
This is where Bree's faith comes from. This also echoes what Brie said before - all gifts now have a clear price tag in the future.
"The magic of living." Dumbledore couldn't see through the mystery in the dark. This is the power of faith and the power of God.
Perhaps if there is a god in this world, then Brie may be regarded as a wild god who spreads faith and be killed by the god.
"Amazing." Dumbledore praised.
"I hope Nagini can recover." Dumbledore gave Nagini a gentle look. Unfortunately, Nagini was only somewhat human now and had not truly recovered.
"Well..." At this time, Azar woke up lying on the sofa. Bree patted Peeves on her lap.
"Go find Peeves." After saying that, Bree also cast a soul defense magic on little Peeves to avoid being plotted by Peeves.
"Yes, sir!" When Little Pippi heard that there was a mission, he immediately got the order and flew out of the office. At this time, Brie had time to deal with Azar's affairs.
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"Mom?" Azar hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time. The Forbidden Forest is not friendly to outsiders, and his mother also turned into a werewolf and was hunted by werewolves, which undoubtedly made Azar suffer every day.
But the only thing he could be thankful for was the damage to his soul. Thanks to his mother's tireless efforts to hunt hippogriffs and use their hearts to brew potions, Azar is now free from his illness.
Now even though my skin is covered in stains, my skin still looks healthy and rosy. But...his mother.
"Mom!" Azar woke up with a start. He remembered that he was caught and knocked unconscious by the centaurs, and his mother was probably also caught by the centaurs.
Wait, where is this?
"Hogwarts?"
"Oude!"
"Dumbledore!" Azar looked around and said blankly: "Why am I here, where is my mother?" Bree looked at Azar, used a cleaning spell, and then said: "Your mother is a She believes that she is no longer suitable for the wizarding world." Not every werewolf can accept his identity like Lupin and live in a wizarding world that is not suitable for him.
Mrs. Azar is clearly a woman of very high opinions.
"Mom, is she still in the Forbidden Forest?" Brie nodded.
"No, the centaurs are hunting her, I can't leave her." Azar stood up and wanted to rush out of the office.
"The centaurs won't take action against her, I can guarantee that." Azar paused and looked at Bree suspiciously.
Bree continued: "She wanted to stay in the Forbidden Forest. Maybe she would choose to leave with you after you graduate." After graduation, Azar remembered that he was still a student at Hogwarts.
Dumbledore smiled at this time, and after Bree finished explaining to Azar, he said: "As a student of Hogwarts, I have the right to protect you until graduation." This is also the rule of Hogwarts itself.
"But, mother..." Azar was still worried about his mother. He looked at Dumbledore with a pleading tone, but Dumbledore pointed at Bree.
Dumbledore was unable to help Azar, and the Forbidden Forest was now under Bree's control.
"Calm down and think about it before we talk, Azar." Brie saw that the matter had been dealt with, and said: "I'm leaving first." Without looking at Azar, Brie knew very well what Azar was now. I cannot give a calmly thought-out answer.
And just as she left the house, Bree met Helena.
"Please come with me." Helena's tone was indifferent, as if she had returned to her previous image at Hogwarts, indifferent to everything.
Following Helena, Bree didn't go far when she saw a female Slytherin student.
"You probably don't remember me."
"I am Staci Rozier, the prefect of fifth grade." Bri had some impression that this Rozier was a second-year wizard when he entered school, and she seemed to be a very introverted girl at the time.
But things are different now. Her behavior is very elegant, or in other words, Brie saw a trace of Fleur... France?
Rosier handed over a handbook and said, "This is Gryffindor's magic handbook."
"Huh?" Bree said, "Mrs. Bashart asked you to pass it on?" Bree was the only one who had trouble with Gryffindor recently.
Rozier shook his head.
"I don't know much. My grandmother asked me to give it to you... The reason is that you unlocked Gryffindor's Chamber of Secrets, but I'm sorry, the only valuable thing in Gryffindor is the sword."
"And his magic codes are kept by his descendants, so the office is empty."
"Now, as a reward for solving the puzzle, the descendants of Gryffindor will give it to you." Bree took the code and flipped through it. Most of them were some fighting magic, as well as knight training methods. It fits Gryffindor's character very well.
Seeing Bree take it, Rozier left quietly, walked into the shadows of the corridor, and disappeared. At this time, Helena said: "You go back and study this manual first. One month later, I will give you an alchemy room left by Ravenclaw, which can be regarded as the 'treasure' I promised you before. "Helena floated up to the tower without looking at Bree.
Bree didn't look at Helena either. She just leaned against the guardrail and read the contents of the letter. There is something about this notebook.
"Everyone has a different fierce fire." This is Gryffindor's study of fierce fire. It looks like the knight's angry fire. The flames burst out along with the knight's mood, adding strength to himself.
"A very strange idea." After that, there were many forbidden magics that are now classified as black magic in the wizarding world.
"I remember Gryffindor was called the original white wizard." It seems that the rumors are not necessarily true. Or maybe the white wizard does not represent the insistence on using white magic, but a stance?
"Godric's Hollow, White Wizard, descendant of Gryffindor, Bashart, Rosier..."
"When natural magic appeared in the world, it was the people in Godric's Hollow who helped Odd." Although Bree did not need help, they did not think so.
Perhaps in the eyes of the Ministry of Magic and the ultra-pure bloods, the Odd family has defected to the white wizard camp of Godric's Hollow.
Who knows, Oude Manor is also in Godric's Hollow. It felt like a big net to Bree.
"Da da..." The sound of a wooden pestle hitting the ground came.
"Is that the Rozier family just now?" It was Moody's voice. Moody rolled his magic eyes and said fiercely: "I told you, don't believe those white wizards." White wizards, it seems that the Rozier family has its back to Godric's Hollow.
No wonder it's a little different from the extreme purebloods.
"Is the Crouch family the white wizard camp or the extreme pure blood?" Bree asked nonchalantly. Moody narrowed his eyes and hummed in response.
"A family that looks like a white wizard, but is extremely pursuing power." That's the white wizard. No matter what the purpose is, after all, they have this layer of skin and will act in the style of the white wizard.
"Tap tap tap!" A sound of footsteps came, and Bree saw Snape holding on to his big robe and walking forward with the wind, aiming for Dumbledore's office.
But when he saw Bree and Moody, Snape immediately stopped and glanced at them coldly. After a long while, Snape withdrew his surprise, his face was gloomy, and he spoke slowly: "I didn't expect..."
"What are you doing?"
"There is no need to report this to you, Snape." Moody hammered his cane and looked back indifferently. The evil eyes also swept around Snape's body, and finally focused on Snape's arm.
Snape subconsciously closed his arms. When he reacted, he snorted coldly: "A thief stole my potion again. I think you should be more careful and don't let others steal your eyes." After that, Snape turned and left.
"Snape is a little afraid of you," Bree said after Snape left.
"There is no Death Eater who is not afraid of Moody." Moody said: "Maybe they dare to face Crouch directly, but they will definitely dodge under Moody's evil eye."
"Of course, some madmen are not afraid." Madman, this reminded Moody of bad memories, that was the guy who led him into the abyss.
Moody glanced at the note in Bree's hand and quickly withdrew his eyes and said, "During the competition, what did you encounter at the bottom of the Black Lake?" The anomalies that occurred in the Black Lake were seen by many people, and soon the Daily Prophet It will also be reported extensively.
This cannot be hidden. Perhaps the previous appearance of Gryffindor's office caused everyone to speculate whether there was an office of Slytherin at the bottom of the lake.
Everyone knew that Slytherin was different from Gryffindor. Just because the Gryffindor office is poor doesn't mean that Slytherin is the same.
Just after the news spread, Voldemort contacted Moody and asked Moody to enter the Black Lake to find out.
And those pure-blood wizards who were assigned to look after the four fire dragons would help him.
"Statue, I exchanged her for this." Bree's head moved slightly, interrupting Moody's thinking, and gestured to the codex in his hand.
"Oh?" Moody opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he just said one sentence.
"Study your magic and don't participate in competitions anymore." After saying that, Moody left with his cane.
"..." Bree was a little surprised and watched Moody leave. Bree had a question.
"Why did the White Wizard give you this hole?" Voldemort took control of Ludo Bagman and brought in a group of wizards to guard the fire dragon. It was obvious who those wizards were.
Dumbledore may also have some doubts.
"Voldemort has some tricks, and he can control his slaves to enter the arena so quickly." Bree thought that the ultra-pure bloods would not start entering the arena until Voldemort was resurrected after dinner.
"Perhaps the white wizard's actions stimulated those pure-blood wizards."
