Bree carefully stretched out her hand, and a flash of green magic suddenly appeared. Under the influence of the magic, Dobby's chest slowly healed.
For now, Bree doesn't have the ability to attack this soul, but he already understands how to embed the slave contract into Voldemort's soul. He just needs to consider some details so that Voldemort will not discover it.
Use the floating technique to bring the unconscious Dobby close to the four-leaf vine on the windowsill. A leaf on the four-leaf vine obediently enlarged and wrapped around Dobby, then shrunk and hid in the corner.
Nico and Val watched quietly without disturbing Bree, who had already taken out his notes and started recording. Val spat out the lamp oil and climbed upstairs hissingly. It could no longer stop Bree's interest in the alchemy of life.
He has studied, or in other words, Bri has gone beyond the scope of life alchemy and started making items that he doesn't even know about.
After finishing her research, Bree didn't stay long. The afternoon class was an herbal medicine class. Bree quickly went there with her textbooks, but again, Draco still didn't approach Bree, which made Bree a little uncomfortable.
There really is no one who can get close to him now.
"Draco?"
After class, Bree stopped Draco, but Draco just snorted and left in a hurry with Pansy and others. Only then did Bree discover that in Draco's circle, Draco
Coe has always been the protagonist.
Only when he is by his side will Draco take him as his priority.
"This guy." Bree had a headache. He had never dealt with such a thing before, but it was true that he had not made it clear to Draco in advance about the alchemy items, but now.
"So be it."
Bree also gave an angry reply, Draco was too childish.
"Lord Oude."
Not long after Bree walked out of the greenhouse, Enid found Bree with a bag of gold. She whispered: "It's been done for you. This is Galleons."
Enid did not give the money to Bree, but asked: "Maybe you need some alchemy materials, just right, I can help you buy them."
Very smart lady, Bree just doesn't have time to deal with those trivial matters. Now that she has discovered all the steps to make a house elf, she should start preparing. As for the Gryffindor sword that Voldemort promised before?
The Sorting Hat was stolen, and now it's nowhere to be seen, so don't count on it. Besides, this is not a Horcrux that Bree wants to use. Voldemort doesn't need to be so particular. Before, it was just to hold off Voldemort so that Bree could study it.
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"Follow me, and I'll give you the alchemy items I'll need later."
The alchemy items Brie had on hand for practice were somewhat insufficient, and he had to find time to refine a batch in the next few days.
"What do the outside world think of my alchemy items?"
A mark is left in the hiding place of every alchemical item - like a totem of light blown up by the breeze, solemn and full of freedom.
"It's very good. According to the reviews of some customers, the quality of these alchemy items is very good."
Bree and Enid were walking and talking. Since she chose to follow Bree, Enid has not been hiding her side. She is now even the captain of Slytherin who guards the Ode Club and is responsible for looking for "
Like-minded people.
Of course, Enid will not recruit Slytherin guys randomly.
While Bree and Enid were talking, Draco looked at the corner of the guardrail outside the gate from a distance, motionless for a long time.
The cold wind of winter had arrived, and it was so cold that Draco's face turned white and colder than snow. Fine snowflakes fell on his thick platinum eyelashes and accumulated, making him lower his eyes uncomfortably.
Draco opened his mouth, cold air came out of it, but he couldn't say a word.
Pansy, Daphne and others on the side did not dare to speak. Nott carefully looked at the melting snow on the ground, while Goyle and Brak also hung up their necks as if they were stupid.
"Let's go."
Draco watched Bree enter the castle for a long time, and when his face was so stiff that it turned abnormally red from the cold, he said coldly.
He waved off his robe and strode towards Hogwarts Castle without even looking at the people behind him.
"Draco..."
Pansy rubbed her hands worriedly, hoping to keep them warm. The Warming Charm was not an easy magic to cast. What they had tried before had failed, and it was no longer easy to foolishly wave the wand at her in front of Draco.
"You have a conflict with Oude, right? Master Draco always needs someone to support him. Isn't this what we have always known?"
After Daphne finished speaking, she tightened her green scarf, and Pansy looked at each other, sighed at each other, and then reluctantly followed Draco's footsteps.
The people behind also followed immediately.
Since their father has chosen Malfoy as an ally, no matter who the young master of the Malfoy family chooses, as long as there is no clear order from the family, they must follow it. This is the rule for the survival of declining or weak families, and in this generation, Malfoy
The Fu family has such strength that several members of the Twenty-Eight Holy Families can follow them, and some minor characters cannot even join them if they want to.
Outside the big tree portrait in the turret, Bree handed the bag containing the alchemy items to Enid, who was too sensible to ask anything.
Bri said with satisfaction: "Just buy the materials according to the types of these alchemy items. You know how to get in."
"Yes, Lord Oude."
Enid smiled respectfully at Bree, bowed slightly and left.
Through the flower magic that Bree gave her before, the blood backlash in Enid's body has been weakened a lot. At least she doesn't have to worry about being tortured to death at the age of 18. She has reason to continue working for Bree, not to mention what she wants.
It's not just these.
After Enid left, Bree looked at the empty corridors around her. In the distance was the abandoned alchemy classroom. It had been abandoned for a long time, and even Filch wouldn't come over to clean it. The floor was dirty.
"If possible, it would be good to be a professor at Hogwarts, or the principal."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Brie laughed at herself.
"If I had patience with children, maybe I would become a great professor, but unfortunately I have never been very patient with others."
After returning to the turret, Bree took out the remaining alchemy materials and began to make alchemy items. As for the Horcrux, there was no rush. He still needed to buy some more materials from Bo Jin's shop.
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In the past few days, Christmas was getting closer and closer, and Bree was making alchemy items and preparing materials for making Horcruxes.
This ritual cannot be performed in the turret, otherwise it will leave traces. If the professors come, they will definitely find a strong magical atmosphere. This is not a smart approach.
He would later need to choose a safe location for Voldemort to make Horcruxes, and also help Voldemort resurrect as a house elf there.
This afternoon happened to be the Potions class. Bree had not been to Snape's office in the past few days. When Snape saw Bree walking into the professor with notes, he looked even more gloomy.
And when Harry came in with Ron, Snape's expression turned even worse.
However, this may not be the fault of the young wizards, but the fault of staying up all night patrolling this week, which delayed Snape a lot of time in refining the potion.
"Oude, come here."
Snape looked at Bree and said, "There is something you need to do here."
Bree put down the notes in her hand, placed the cauldron, walked up to Snape, looked at his greasy shoulder-length hair, and responded: "What's the matter, Dean?"
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguoyuedu to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with many sounds. Yeguoyuedu is available for Android and Apple.]
Snape took out a list and said: "Professors need to prepare lessons, so Dumbledore and we hope that some capable little wizards can help us."
"Each little wizard can add 30 points until the patrol ends."
After hearing this, Bree immediately wanted to refuse, but Snape had already realized this. In a wet tone, he ordered Bree: "You and Azar still owe Slytherin fifty points."
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Bree recalled the origin of the score - when he was studying in the restricted area of the library, he saw Dumbledore filing in with a large group of professors.
Azar blocked the professors for him, but Snape discovered him and asked him and Azar to make up for the fifty points they had deducted.
Very good, Brie completely forgot about the 50 points, and Hazard obviously had no intention of earning points.
"I have already told Azar, so I hope you can keep your promise."
Snape wrote Bree's name on the list and said: "You are going on patrol tonight, together with Azar and Malfoy. Originally, there was no need for first years to participate, but unfortunately that kid is very willing to go with you.
,hehe."
Snape waved impatiently at Bree, who sighed and retreated to his seat, while Draco was humming and looking at Bree from the other tables in the classroom.
It wasn't until Snape asked everyone to start brewing the potion that Draco regained his composure and ordered Goyle to prepare the materials. As for Bree, he was reading a higher-grade potion book at this time. This was Snape's response to him.
As a privilege, these simple potions lessons were not difficult for him, and he did not have to study with the second-year wizard at all.
"Brie..."
Hermione was working on potions at the table next to Bree, waving to her softly, while Snape was scolding Neville at the table behind.
"What's wrong, Hermione?"
Hearing Bree's response, Hermione said sheepishly: "Sorry, something may happen later, please stay away from Malfoy."
In fact, Bree and Draco are quite far apart.
After Hermione finished speaking, an accident happened to Neville backstage. He dropped the potion in the cauldron to the ground under Snape's eyes.
"bump!"
The intense smoke from the potion filled the classroom with smoke. Snape waved his wand vigorously, and it took a while to clean it up. But just as the smoke dissipated, Draco heard a sound.
"Ah, my face!"
"ah!"
It was Draco's voice, and the pitiful screams of Goyle and some other little snakes.
"what happened!"
Snape hurriedly ran over, only to find that a slug had been thrown into Draco's cauldron, and the reacted potion exploded on the surrounding snakes, and Draco's whole face was covered
It was swollen like a pig's head.
He covered his face tremblingly and kept shouting: "Who did this? Come forward, I will let... let my father fire him!"
Pansy ignored her swollen arm and immediately went up to see Draco's injury, but Draco was just protecting his face. He would not let others see his miserable condition. He must be extremely ugly now.
Snape frowned and waved his wand to clean up the area, but Draco wouldn't let him look.
"Draco!"
Bree took Draco's hand, and Draco stopped, but soon he covered his face and struggled hard.
"Get away!"
He ran out of the classroom in panic and shouted: "I'm going to the school hospital!"