Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 176 This is a cat
Bree stepped into the corridor, followed the scent, and soon stopped in front of a utility room. At this time, the door of the utility room quietly opened.

"Wang Wang?"

A dog's head stuck out, sticking out its tongue in a fawning manner, and there was obviously a smell of black magic and blood on its body. There were some blood beads on the floor. When Brie looked carefully, he saw that there were There is a small wound on the ankle. This is an injury caused by Shen Feng Wuying. It cannot be healed by healing methods. It can only be healed by counter-cursing to remove the magic.

"Big black dog, why are you here?"

"Da da da!"

Bree smiled and was talking, ready to tease Sirius, when she heard footsteps in the distance, and Sirius, disguised as a big black dog, quickly bit Bree's robe, trying to pull him in. Utility room.

"Wait a minute, little one, this robe is very expensive."

A soft dark green light appeared on Bree's hand. He gently touched Sirius' ankle, and the wound healed instantly and disappeared.

The wand on Bree's wrist also popped out, and without Bree chanting a spell, she tapped Sirius's head consciously.

Sirius only felt his body shrinking, and soon turned into a small black dog as big as the palm of his hand.

With another tap of the wand, the stains and the smell of blood were removed from Blake's body.

"Little guy, don't run around. Sirius Black won't let you go just because you are well-behaved." Bree lifted the little black dog by its neck and held it in her arms.

"What are you doing here, Ode?"

Snape strode over, and Bree's wand slipped into Bree's hand at this time.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Professor, I came out to look for the bathroom and was about to go back, but when I saw something strange here, it smelled like blood."

"Really?" Snape frowned and looked at the ground. Unfortunately, the blood beads had been cleaned up at this time. He looked at Bree's arms again and said coldly: "I think Hogwarts There is no provision in the pet list for bringing an ugly dog.”

"Ugh..." Sirius heard Snape's words and was about to yell at him, but Bree covered his mouth in time.

"This is the cat, Mr. Snape. I have some problems with my magic. I just wanted to calm down this little guy who was running around disobediently."

"If you don't believe me, just listen..."

'"……Meow?"

Snape snorted and stopped caring about the dog. Anyway, it was Odd who brought the dragon in, and he didn't want to care about it at this time.

"Go back to the hall quickly, don't run around."

After saying that, Snape bypassed Bree and walked towards the corridor further away.

"You're so hurt, it's the aura of dark magic, little black dog."

Of course, Bree didn't say anything about her ability to be invisible, and the little black dog was whining, and its stomach growled in response.

"The dinner is over and you may have to go hungry."

Bree took some chocolate out of her pocket and tore it open...

"Sorry, dogs can't eat chocolate, I forgot." Then Brie ate the chocolate herself.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Walking back to the hall, the professors also came back at this time. Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore just glanced at them and ignored them. Instead, they were discussing how to deal with what just happened.

"Dumbledore, I think we have to let the students stay here." After saying that, Professor McGonagall glanced at Fudge, who was still trembling, and she continued: "We can't guarantee that Black will take care of the professors and students in the castle. People from the Ministry of Magic are attacking young wizards. Tonight, he has destroyed the door to the Gryffindor lounge. We must find him and arrest him, otherwise we will be too passive."

"We can't pin our hopes on luck. Deterrence is useless against extremely vicious people."

Fudge's expression on the side was very ugly, he gritted his teeth, and wanted to go forward to refute what Professor McGonagall said, but Dumbledore completely ignored Fudge's emotions, and said bluntly: "Then all the little wizards will stay here tonight , and the professors are responsible for protection, and some professors will be assigned to search for Black. Of course, the Ministry of Magic also needs to participate in the search, but I don’t think we need them to stay here all the time. Black will not stop doing it just because of their existence. Today It’s more of a provocation.”

Dumbledore laid out the matter clearly and hit Fudge in the face, which made Fudge blush.

"No, you can't say that. Black must have had a premeditated plan, just to wait for the people from the Ministry of Magic to withdraw, I will ask the people from the Ministry of Magic to come back tomorrow..."

"That's enough, Minister Fudge." Professor McGonagall looked at Fudge and said with an air of momentum: "If the Ministry of Magic was useful, then Black should have been found in the past time instead of cheating at Hogwarts. Do you know how much your expenses are this month? Aurors can eat more than little wizards."

"you you……"

These Aurors were all direct descendants of Fudge, and they were relatives, so Professor McGonagall would certainly be merciless when it came to damaging them.

"Okay, good, then let's go!"

"Minister...won't you send an Auror to search?"

"Search? No, Hogwarts doesn't need it. Dumbledore said so. Then I'll wait for them to beg me!"

Fudge walked out aggressively, but at this moment, he stepped on a small decorative bat...

"boom!"

A thick fog enveloped Fudge, and Flitwick looked a little embarrassed and said: "What I did at this time is a small illusion magic, just like the Boggart, it can make people see the things they fear most."

"No, no, Blake, don't come to me!"

Fudge scrambled out of the thick fog and ran towards the door, and the Aurors who followed him followed closely.

"Hahaha!"

The little wizards couldn't stop laughing.

Ron said: "Oh, what's wrong with him? I saw in the newspaper that he was always pretending. Why can't he pretend anymore today?"

Harry also smiled, but he was more concerned about what happened upstairs just now. Could it be that Black really came?

Black is Harry's enemy, at least that's what Harry thinks now, so he looks at Dumbledore, hoping that Dumbledore can make it clear.

"Maybe you're not as good as him. You can try stepping on a bat."

Hermione couldn't stand Ron's sarcastic look, even she didn't like this person, but it was a matter of principle.

"Oh, come on, I'm not going. I heard that Azar was so frightened by Boggart in their Defense Against the Dark Arts class that he fell to the ground on the spot, worse than Neville..."

"Oh, sorry, Neville, that's not what I meant!"

"No, it's okay, Ron." Neville lowered his head quietly. He just frowned when he heard Ron's words and didn't say much.

"Sorry. Kids, I have some news for you."

Dumbledore stood up, and the young wizards who were already tired and ready to go back to the dormitory to rest all looked over.

"We have to stay here tonight because Black sneaked into the castle and attacked our Fat Lady, and the Gryffindor common room is now inaccessible."

"Oh, Fat Lady, my God, is she okay? She even said hello to me this morning."

"This is a Gryffindor thing, should we stay here too?"

"Where will we sleep..."

"..."

The noisy voices continued to rise and fall. Dumbledore waited for the young wizards to accept it for a while before continuing: "Don't worry, I will make arrangements. We can't guarantee whether Black will also attack other colleges, so we have to be vigilant."

As he said that, Dumbledore waved his hand, and the four long tables were moved to the wall, and then a bag of candy flew out, and soon fell to the ground, turning into sleeping bags one by one.

"Then please rest. Prefects, please take a closer look and don't let anyone leave the hall."

"Next, we professors will split up and patrol the castle to see if we can find any clues."

Soon, part of the candles in the hall were blown out, and it became dark. There were many sounds around, but soon exhaustion caught them, and some little Slytherin wizards also had to crawl into sleeping bags in disgust.

But when lying down, some people used fluorescent flashes to read books again.

Most of those people are young wizards in fifth and seventh grade, and they are all about to face the wizard examination.

The wand in Brie's hand popped out, and she clicked on the sleeping bag. A thick cushion and soft blanket were soon propped up. The wand was erected at the head of the sleeping bag, enlarging it and turning it into a small backrest. With a night light on.

Bree lay down, took out her notes and looked through them.

"Woooooooo..."

The little black dog curled up and slept next to Bree's sleeping bag, but his eyes were cautiously staring at the surroundings.

"Brie, please change your mind. No need for a night light. I'm not in the mood to read right now. The ground is too hard. Only the Gryffindor guys can sleep on it."

Bree smiled and made Draco's sleeping bag a lot softer as requested, thus appeasing the young master's dissatisfaction.

"I've never slept like this before. There are too many people. Give me another silent spell. I don't want to hear Goyle and Black snoring."

Bree nodded and used it casually. He said: "Today is perfect. At least Fudge and the Auror left in despair, right?"

Draco looked at the magically projected night sky on the ceiling, curled his lips and said, "Sooner or later."

"But Black's behavior is getting weirder and weirder. I don't even know what he came to Hogwarts for now, to kill Potter?"

"Do not make jokes."

"Well, I'm curious too, but it's best for us not to get too involved in this matter."

Bree persuaded Draco: "Get some rest, I should sleep too."

Bree put away her wand and lay down under the covers.

Dumbledore left him the position of spectator. He should have just watched and ignored Black and Snape's affairs, but...who made Black willing to jump on the train and help him? .

Glancing at the little black dog nestled next to his sleeping bag, Bree lowered his eyes and thought.

Just help you. Although I don't know your purpose, at least I will ensure that you are not discovered by Snape. Snape seems to be a little unexpected and is too obsessed with finding Black and sending Black to Azkaban.

"Born enemies?" Bree muttered.

And what he responded to was a burst of dog snoring.

Bree cast a silent spell on the little black dog and shook her head helplessly.

"Forget it, it's not time for you to show up yet, it's good for everyone."

Black is the most important piece on the chessboard. The enemy needs him as an excuse to invade Hogwarts. The friendly side also needs him as a bait to lure the enemy deeper. Bree also wants to find some opportunities in it to defeat the Ministry of Magic. Opportunity.

The next day, Bree went to the kitchen early to finish breakfast with Draco, threw the little black dog out, and went to the turret alone. But when passing by the corridor on the seventh floor, she accidentally saw Hermione. Hermione was Angry and angry, he leaned against the railing and gritted his teeth.

And Bree saw it too, with tears in Hermione's eyes.

"Damn Weasley!"

"Ah, Bree... I'm sorry." Hermione wiped the corners of her eyes and said sheepishly, "I was so angry that I didn't pay attention to you for a while."

"Is something wrong, Bree?"

"What's the matter with you, Hermione, have anything to do with Weasley?"

Hermione nodded hesitantly and told Bree what had happened in the morning.

"The Fat Madam still didn't come back today, so we asked Mr. Knight to take her place temporarily and opened the door..."

"Once I got in, I was going to feed my cat, Crookshanks, but I couldn't find him, and Ron was angrily yelling in the dormitory hall that my cat ate his rats !"

"Crookshanks won't eat that!"

Hermione grew angrier and angrier as she spoke. She was furious.

"Just because he didn't take care of his mouse, he ran out and said it was my cat. Didn't he run out to find something to eat and disappeared? This Weasley is just a stupid kid with no brains. He only knows how to make reckless accusations, is he right..."

Hermione was talking eloquently, and Bree's head was buzzing. He hurriedly interrupted Hermione.

"Sorry, Hermione, I think I have to rest and leave first... By the way, don't care about what people you don't care about say. This is a kind of punishment for yourself."

Bree waved to Hermione and walked towards the turret.

"Oh, well, I'm in a better mood." Hermione smiled and heard a meow.

"Crookshanks, you are here!"

"Hey, why is there a little black dog?"

Bree, who had just reached the corner tower, immediately noticed something was wrong.

Something came in?

This is what the Four-leaf Vine told Bree. Something slipped in through the open window. That guy was a magical creature, so it couldn't be stopped by the shielding power of the Four-leaf Vine.

Bree opened the door carefully. His important things were sealed in the turret. Normally, there would be no need to worry if Ver was watching, but Ver was in the branch in Hogsmeade Village at this time, so there was no one here. guard.

"Perhaps we should put some serious protection on the turret, otherwise we won't be able to detect anything coming in."

Bree didn't hide his words because he had already seen what it was.

Imprison him quickly!
A magic spell surged out from Brie's side, and the magic spell quickly rushed towards the big black mouse that was about to escape, and tied it to the ground.

"Magical creatures?"

Bree leaned forward and saw it quickly.

"A rat with a missing finger..."

"Missing a finger?"

(End of this chapter)