Chapter 145 Brie put something in the polyjuice potion
After the silly dinner, Bree quickly returned to the corner building to make a magic camera. This kind of camera can make photos move, which is very magical. Bree happened to have the materials to make these. Of course, Harry also had to be watched.
Bree tore off a magic page from her notebook and folded it into a small snake.
"Call the gods to protect you."
The patron saint attached itself to the paper snake, quickly nodded to Bree smartly, and then swam out.
After getting ready, Brie placed the magic camera on the bedside, but for some reason she couldn't fall asleep.
"Draco guy."
Better go and have a look.
Bree was wearing pajamas and opened her diary.
In the Slytherin dormitory, the dark space was very quiet. Suddenly, a paper crane placed on Bree's desk floated and unfolded, opening the magic circle. A soft light flashed, and Bree emerged from the magic circle.
Enter the room.
"Why don't you light the fireplace?"
Feeling the coldness in the bedroom, Brie couldn't help but feel a little worried. He immediately turned on the blazing flames on the fireplace, letting some firelight shine in the room, and the whole room became much warmer.
Looking at Draco, who was nestled in the quilt with a rosy complexion but a frown on his face, Bree touched it with her hands.
"He has a fever, this guy!"
Brie hurriedly went out and soon got back a bottle of cold medicine from the school hospital.
"Draco...Draco..."
It seemed that it was caused by Shaohu. No matter how many times Bree called, there was no response.
Lifting Draco up, Bree carefully poured the cold medicine into his mouth, and Draco was whimpering at this time.
"The water...is so bitter. If you don't want to drink it, I won't drink it..."
Ignoring Draco's unconscious refusal, the bottle quickly reached its bottom, and Draco's ears were buzzing with steam.
Thinking of this, Bree took out her magic camera and took a serious photo of Draco. In the photo, she could see Draco whimpering softly, with a face full of rejection, and there was a buzzing steam in his ears.
Her red little face was extremely twisted.
"Little brat."
Bree shook her head, covered Draco with a quilt, and slept on her own bed on the other side. He hadn't been back for a long time, but it seemed that Draco had taken good care of him.
Looking at the small snake pattern on the bed curtain, Bree murmured: "I never thought I would have friends. Everything has been incredible since I came to Hogwarts."
Twelve-year-old Bree is also a child. Although he has the memories of an adult that he can call upon at any time, they are not his own and will only grow if he experiences them.
"Professor Sprout is right, all emotions are mutual." Bree stared at her big dark eyes, full of thoughts. He didn't come back to his senses until Draco stood up in a hurry and ran to the toilet.
But it's okay, it's just a side effect of drinking too much cold medicine. Draco should still feel thirsty after a while.
Thinking this, Brie smiled unconsciously and fell asleep.
But until the next day, when Bree woke up, Draco still didn't talk to Bree, which made Bree a little confused.
At this moment, his patron saint began to call him, and he hurriedly left under Draco's gaze.
"Brie Old, a hateful black crow, hum, I haven't been coaxed yet."
With this thought in mind, Draco began to open his Christmas gifts, first from his parents, just like in previous years, it didn't become shabby because he didn't go home this year, and then from Bree...
"Ah, no, this guy didn't give me a Christmas gift!"
The angry Draco sat blankly on the edge of the bed, then angrily pushed all the gifts aside and walked out of the dormitory.
Tom in the dormitory was holding a box of candies, looking happy but hesitant, trying to eat one.
Seeing that Draco was coming, Tom ignored it, but Draco went up and asked: "Did Bree give this to you?"
Tony raised his eyebrows, ate another one under Draco's eyes and said, "Didn't Bree give you a Christmas present, little Malfoy?"
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Of course...it's okay.
Draco would not say such words, especially in front of Tom. He hurriedly walked out of the Slytherin lounge and headed to the hall. Perhaps his gift was sent to the hall by Bree.
…
On the other side, Bree was using teleportation magic to reach a utility room outside the bathroom on the second floor, where Goyle and Brak were lying, apparently knocked unconscious by Harry and the others.
"The savior is going to pretend to be the two of them in order to cause trouble for Draco?"
Bree said to the waiting Patronus: "Go and bring Snape here. He will definitely like this Christmas gift and can cause some trouble for Harry Potter."
After arranging the patron saint, Bree took the magic camera and walked out. At this time, the three people in the girls' bathroom had transformed into Goyle, Brak and Millicent, walked out and walked downstairs.
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Ron turned into Brak and said: "Hermione, you know, Millicent didn't stay in school at all. Malfoy will find out."
Hermione disagreed.
"I don't think Malfoy cares about this. He has been in a daze these past few days. I think this is a sign of being possessed by a demon."
Goyle, who was transformed into Harry, also agreed: "Perhaps Malfoy did what happened in the Chamber of Secrets. He opened the Chamber of Secrets, released the monsters, and petrified everyone. Even if it wasn't him, he must know something."
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But Ron was not satisfied with this conclusion. He whispered: "I still think Oude is more likely. Maybe we can find Azar's hair, so that we can trick him. Azar always
Stay with Ode."
"Besides, we all know Hazard. I don't have much ability. I can easily suppress him, just like I knocked out Gower and Brak."
"Impossible, Brie would not do such a thing. Wes, if you say bad things about Brie again, I will issue a sanction order against you on behalf of the Guardian Club because of your unfair treatment."
"Oh, come on, you always favor him."
"Have you ever felt that your scalp is itchy, and... your breasts."
Harry asked sheepishly. Hermione didn't feel anything, she just felt a little sleepy, but Ron said: "It's a little, maybe some side effects. It's not easy to change your body shape. Don't be picky, we have to hurry up."
You need to find Malfoy, otherwise the statute of limitations will expire soon."
While they were talking, a dejected Draco had already walked from the hall to the Slytherin lounge, and happened to see them.
"What are you doing here? Let's go back and play chess with me."
The angry Draco just wanted to find someone to bully him, and the chessboard was good. Draco walked to the door and said dissatisfied: "Do you want me to open the door? You guys really have no eyesight."
Draco was particularly irritable today. He shouted the command sharply and immediately walked in, leaving several people behind him stunned.
When Draco walked to the sofa in the lounge, he realized that Goyle was actually wearing glasses.
"Why are you carrying this thing?"
Harry panicked. He had forgotten to take it off just now.
"I, I've been studying recently." Harry lied calmly.
Hermione, who was sitting aside and looking at the Slytherin common room, couldn't help but roll her eyes. Harry's tone was exactly the same as when she asked them to study and they said they wanted to practice Quidditch.
Draco looked at Harry's transformation into Goyle carefully and sneered, "I didn't know you knew how to read."
"Pfft..." Ron laughed, but soon he stopped laughing because Draco asked him to play chess with Draco.
After enduring a completely tortured chess game, Draco clenched his fists and sneered: "Maybe you are here to cause trouble!"
"No, no, no, I, I'm just lucky." Ron is a master of wizard chess, because he was full of energy when playing chess with Draco, but then he remembered that Blake didn't know how to play chess.
"Luck, I hope." Draco looked at the three of them carefully and couldn't help but laugh out loud. No matter how confused he was, he couldn't tell the difference between two real fools and two fake fools.
But Harry couldn't help it anymore. He pretended to be worried and said: "Draco...Draco, I think we are too nervous. The recent petrified things have made us unable to eat."
"Huh, keep talking." Draco became a little more interested, stared at Goyle's familiar expression, and couldn't help but sneered again.
Harry and Ron looked at each other, and Hermione came closer.
"It's about the secret room. How much do you know about this?"
"The secret room..."
Draco narrowed his eyes and said with a bad intention: "It's just a lie made by Oded. He just wants to scare some disobedient people."
"He has mastered an evil black magic. He has to attack his enemies first, and then his friends. Only then can the magic ritual be started. So I have severed ties with him. You should have less contact with him in the future, especially if you are
Anyone he gives Christmas presents to will be attacked!"
Draco gritted his teeth and said, while the three people on the side were already stunned. How could they have imagined that Draco would say such a thing, but Ron suddenly said excitedly: "Why don't you expose him and tell Dumbledore,
Then there will be no danger."
"This is a great achievement!"
Draco glanced at Ron pretending to be Brak. Now he knew who this guy was without having to think about it. He said: "What does this have to do with me..."
Seeing some strange changes in their bodies, Draco silently looked away.
"I want to rest. If you have nothing to do, go back to the dormitory and don't disturb me."
"Can…"
Hermione hurriedly grabbed Ron who was still about to ask. She pointed at Harry's longer hair and immediately whispered: "Quickly, the effects of the medicine are about to wear off."
Ron and Harry hurriedly followed Hermione out of the lounge, and behind them, Draco's eyes were full of smiles. Who made Bree not give him a Christmas gift? He even saved his pocket money to prepare for it.
Give him what he needs for alchemy.
But now, the money is gone, and the savior has a problem.
"Are you going too far, little Malfoy?"
On the side, Tom walked out. He compared Draco's grandfather with Draco, and suddenly felt that something must have happened in the Malfoy family, otherwise such a naive guy would not have been born.
"This is not your business, Azar, you can tell Oude as much as you like!"
Draco snorted and walked straight back to his room.
Azar smiled, thinking deeply about what kind of trouble his words would bring to Bree, but he soon laughed out loud.
"Maybe it will make Harry Potter suffer a big loss."