Snape strode over with a livid face, staring fiercely at the messy Hogwarts entrance.
"Whoosh!"
A snowball curse mixed with the smell of feces suddenly hit Snape. Snape twisted his face and waved his robe, a sharp blue-black light flashed, and the snowball was immediately chopped into pieces.
Snape used a Loud Voice Charm and shouted: "Stop!"
The cold breath enveloped all the students in an instant, as if the temperature suddenly dropped several times, causing Draco to shake his body involuntarily and get closer to Bree.
Draco pulled Bree's robe and whispered: "Fortunately, we didn't take action."
Hermione was also a little lucky that she no longer cared about Mudbloods after Bree touched her hair and said those words. Just like Bree said, her efforts and achievements cannot be erased by blood.
But she still glanced at Ron and Draco, snorted coldly, and looked away.
"Hey, I really didn't say you were a Mudblood." Draco was unconvinced. Now that Bree was there, he didn't have to worry about getting angry and spitting venom at Slytherin and Gryffindor.
Snape, so you can talk to Hermione with peace of mind.
"Just like what Ron said, you also think so in your heart."
Hermione rolled her eyes at her.
"If it weren't for Bree, you would have scolded me a hundred times, Malfoy."
Draco said noncommittally: "Humph, this is the wizarding world, and the wizarding world is divided into bloodlines. Don't you have civilians and nobles in the Muggle world? There is also the royal family. Isn't this another type of bloodline theory?
"
Draco was not a fool. After being lectured by his father during the holidays, he made him read a lot of books, both from the Muggle world and the wizarding world, most of which were related to politics.
Here Gryffindor and Slytherin came to a complete stop.
Snape stared at Harry and Ron, who was hanging upside down and vomiting slugs next to him with a cold face, and said: "If I hear anyone say that word again, I will hang him upside down on the Whomping Willow and take off his bottoms."
pants!"
"I think I gave you two too much time to mess around, and I haven't punished you properly since the beginning of the school year. So - starting from tonight, you both have to come to my office to deal with the slugs!"
After saying that, Snape turned and left without hesitation. He didn't want to stay here for a moment.
"Gryffindor stirs up trouble, fifty points deducted!"
As Snape's voice disappeared, the Gryffindor and Slytherin teams dared to breathe loudly. They stared at each other, and Marcus sneered: "Let's go then, the stadium is ours today."
After saying that, Marcus also left with the players. As for Draco, they didn't dare to ask Draco who was accompanied by Bree. Draco would come by himself anyway.
"Hey, Bree's gone. She agreed to accompany me to practice today." Draco raised his eyebrows and smiled, looking at Ron's miserable look, his bad mood disappeared.
Hermione had a dull face, but she had no choice but to continue making trouble about the stadium.
And just when Bree was about to be pulled away by Draco, Wood shouted: "Old, can you do me a favor?"
Wood pointed awkwardly at Ron, who was still hanging upside down and spitting out slugs. No one of them dared to put Ron down now. Who knew whether Snape would use this as an excuse to cause trouble for them again.
"Wes is too impulsive to do things."
Hermione looked at Bree who was hesitant, and took the lead to say generously: "This guy has no evil intentions, he is just a little stupid."
Well, since Hermione didn't care much, Bree had no choice but to give Wood some face. Bree still had a good impression of Wood.
At least it depends on his kindness in carrying her to the school hospital twice.
"The golden bell fell to the ground..."
Ron fell to the ground, spitting out slugs. It was difficult for him to say a word now. The people around him were far away from him. Seeing this, Azar immediately came up from the corner and walked into the crowd.
Harry hesitated and went up to help him up.
"Are you feeling better, Ron?"
"Wow, it feels even more uncomfortable..."
Ron looked haggard, and his wand was broken. The magic he had just cast on Draco had bounced back on him, and it seemed that the spell had been strengthened.
"I'll take him to the school hospital..."
Harry said and looked at Hermione expectantly. Hermione snorted and said to Bree: "I'm going to help Harry first. See you later, Bree."
"I'm here to help too!" Azar, the bastard, immediately climbed up and helped Ron.
Harry and Hermione left with Ron. Wood thanked Bree and prepared to leave with the Gryffindor team who looked like frost beating eggplants.
"Wait a minute Wood... go to Professor McGonagall to ask for the certificate. Tomorrow is Sunday, isn't it? However, there are four houses in Hogwarts. You can talk to Professor McGonagall about setting up a training time."
After saying that, Bree said to Draco who was very unhappy: "Stop making trouble, Slytherin does not need to use such means to win the championship... This is a competition, and it must be fair before the game, otherwise what's the point?"
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At night, after watching a boring training game, Bree finally had some time of his own, and he chose to go to the forbidden book area to study for a while.
"I remember there is a biography here that records the truth about the soul. Where is it?"
While Bree was rummaging through books in the library, a frustrated Ron and Harry walked into Snape's office, and after they walked by, a familiar figure came out.
Azar stared at Harry with cold eyes and murmured in a low voice: "This is the guy who killed me decades later. Is there anything special about him?"
"Dumbledore?"
Azar, no, it should be said that Tom Riddle sneered. He didn't know Dumbledore's plan, but today he was going to do the plan he had prepared - to continue the accident decades ago, and again
Open the secret room once and let the Basilisk kill Arnold!
"There is no one more deserving of Slytherin than me, Arnold. The next time you, a shameless sinner, come near a basilisk, face death."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Just as Tom was controlling Azar to the second floor, he heard footsteps coming from behind. He frowned and looked at the library.
The door opened slightly, and I hid in after thinking about it.
The voice also came over at this time——
"Dumbledore, you gathered us on the field late at night for a Quidditch training schedule... and the cold wind blew for two hours just to perfectly allocate the training area!"
Snape's cold voice came.
"I didn't know you would worry so much about students' extracurricular activities?"
Professor McGonagall's voice also came.
"Professor Snape, this is what we should do. Quidditch is an amazing activity and children love it..."
It was obvious that Professor McGonagall also liked Quidditch, her tone was a little excited.
"Only in this way can we ensure the fairness of training and make everyone love this sport more..."
And just as Mag was speaking, she suddenly paused.
"Bang!"
Mag opened the library door and said seriously: "A child ran in. It's so outrageous that the door won't even close!"
Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick followed Professor McGonagall, and a kind-looking Dumbledore looked into the quiet library, seeming to be looking for naughty children.
Snape looked unhappy and said slightly loudly in the direction of the forbidden book area: "I hope it's not Oded, otherwise I can't guarantee that I can see through his Disillusionment Curse."
With that said, Snape looked at Dumbledore.
"Maybe Dumbledore can, huh."
The expressions of Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout changed. You don't need to think about who likes to come to the library for night walks the most. They both know it. Professor McGonagall even said that this semester, Professor McGonagall will not give Bree a reason to go to the restricted book area.
Professor Flitwick even coughed and said carefully: "Maybe Mrs. Pince forgot to close the door..."
Even the slugs Ron spit out didn't believe this.
However, this also caused several professors to stop at the door, wondering whether to go in or not.
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Bree, who was standing in the restricted book area reading, heard the sound of the door opening and Snape's loud reminder, and rubbed his head in distress. What was even more troublesome was the sight of Azar in front of him.
"I didn't know you were interested in knowledge." Brie pulled Azar to the corner impatiently. The two got closer. Brie whispered into Azar's ear: "Although I
I don’t want to add points, but I don’t want to deduct points either.”
After saying that, Brie hit Azar with a stun spell, and Brie held him up to prevent him from falling.
Then an unnoticed natural magic enveloped Bree and Azar, and the power of the Disillusionment Spell made them seem to disappear into the forbidden book area.
At the door, Dumbledore said: "Although the children are at a naughty age, the books in the restricted area are not suitable for little wizards to read at will. Let's go in and have a look."
Dumbledore laughed, his eyes flashed, and he walked straight to the restricted book area.
He took the lead in observing every place here with his own eyes, and then used the magic power in his body to cover the place. However, like a stone sinking into the sea, Dumbledore's wizard magic power and natural magic power were not in the same system, and he could not sense the existence of each other.
"Oh, it seems that Mrs. Pince really forgot to close the door." Dumbledore's eyes became sharp, and he could not find anyone here.
The other professors also followed, and they also checked one after another.
Professor McGonagall said: "Perhaps it was opened accidentally, or the disobedient children have left. I think the library should add a special lock to prevent children from entering so easily."
When the professors were preparing to leave, Azar, whom Bree was holding, stared into his pure black eyes with a meaningful look, which made Bree a little stunned.
He had obviously used a coma spell on Azar, but he woke up unexpectedly. Moreover, at this time, Azar felt a little strange. These eyes full of mischief did not belong to Azar.
Azar looked at Bree stunned and chuckled silently. He carefully took away Bree's hand on his waist, then withdrew from the natural magic, and soon appeared in the hidden place of the forbidden book area.