It has been a long time since Bree returned to Hogwarts from the Gunters' house. Spring has arrived quietly, the snow has melted, and the warm heat has made Hogwarts shrouded in dense fog every morning, as if it were in a fairyland.

What followed was a Quidditch match, but beyond that, a brand new competition was taking place at Hogwarts.

In the auditorium hall——

"There will be big news today." Hannah Abbott pushed up the new glasses she got for Christmas and smiled mysteriously.

Draco, who had just walked from the Slytherin lounge here, raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this. Pansy followed him closely and came up to ask, "Draco, what's the big news? Do you know it?"

right?"

Draco laughed and nodded.

"I quit the Quidditch team. Of course I don't just do nothing and wait for graduation."

Just as he was saying this, a cheer came from the direction of Gryffindor, and Harry was seen being held high by a group of little lions wearing Quidditch uniforms, and Harry was holding a fire in his hand.

Crossbow arrows.

Professor McGonagall smiled beside her.

"I have inspected this broom, I hope it will be helpful to your competition."

Tomorrow is the day when Gryffindor plays against Slytherin. Although Draco has quit the team, he still doesn't want to see Gryffindor. He sarcastically said, "It's just a broom. The victory won by the equipment is not worth it."

Something worth showing off."

"puff."

"Why are you laughing, Bree." Draco heard the laughter and turned around to look, and saw Bree who had just come down from the corner tower.

"You..." Bree patted Draco's shoulder helplessly and whispered, "I have already prepared the specially made card you asked me to make for you. Of course, it seems that our Master Malfoy doesn't like to use it.

The equipment is used to suppress people.”

"Oh, when did I say, Brie, get it for me quickly!"

Draco looked anxious when he heard Bree's teasing. He knew what news was about to be announced. He had been waiting for a long time for those high-level cards that fit him!

"Don't worry, I'll get it for you after breakfast..."

"Oude!"

Bree was about to eat at the dining table when she heard a familiar voice.

"Professor Lupine?"

Professor Lupine put on a brand new wizard robe, which was a gift from Bree. Bree, who was not short of gold galleons, had a headache at Christmas not only in the consumption of money, but in preparing the right things for the people he knew.

one's gift.

"Thank you for the Christmas gift." Christmas has passed several days ago, and during this period Snape was covering for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

"You seem to be in a hurry lately, Professor." Bree smiled and asked, "Is there anything I can do for you, Professor?"

Lupine was a little reserved. When he saw Bree still staring at the green apple pie on the dining table, he felt even more embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry for disturbing your meal, but I would like to have a chat with you after your meal. This might

I need your help, I'm very sorry, but I think this matter can only be done by you, and I will give Slytherin extra points."

Add points?

Such a distant vocabulary. Since the first grade, Bree no longer cares about scores. She just takes things as they come in class, let alone actively accepts tasks from professors.

"Oh, young gentlemen, now we have something big to announce!"

Dumbledore's voice suddenly came from the teacher's chair. Bree and Lupin looked at each other at the same time. Bree saw Dumbledore staring at him and Lupin, and winking at him.

"This is about the fantasy game." Dumbledore read Bree again and blinked. Bree understood. It seemed that he had to agree to Professor Lupin's request.

"Professor, let's talk about this later. I have time later."

Professor Lupine smiled, nodded, and retreated from the Slytherin table. He was not used to the environment here. Although the little snakes in Slytherin treated him as a Gryffindor-born professor,

There wasn't much malice, but because of Snape's attitude, I couldn't be cordial to him.

"Oh, you promised me to go to the turret to give me the card later..." Draco puffed his cheeks and whispered dissatisfiedly. Without waiting for Bree to comfort him, Dumbledore's words on the stage caused a huge stir.

sensation.

"We are about to cooperate with Fantasy Game Company to hold the Fantasy Game Battle Cup at Hogwarts!"

"This is the first session, and all little wizards can choose to attend!"

Draco's eyes were excited, and he smiled and hummed, "Oh, I don't think Dumbledore will refuse. I heard that the Ode family has sponsored a lot of gold galleons."

Draco's words were the thoughts of many little snakes. They all looked at Bree in unison. They had never thought that this wizard who was suspected of being a Muggle in the first grade could become the person he is now.

A little snake whispered, "Muggle wizards...descendants of Slytherin...cooperate with us?"

"I think Ode might not be interested in these things."

"Shut up, Nott."

Some little snakes were a little blushing, but they had nothing to do with Brie. As time went by, Brie was no longer a character they could control. Of course, some people were not ready to give up the opportunity.

"Your vision and decision-making are very good, Child." Selwyn sneered, with admiration for Bree in his eyes and a hint of excitement.

Enid Child smiled but didn't answer.

"I heard that you went to see Mr. Ode some time ago."

Selwyn was talking about Tom Ode. In the British wizarding world, this name is no longer unfamiliar, especially to pure-blood families like them. After all, the person in charge of the Ode family outside is Tom. They want to play in the fantasy game.

Making money requires dealing with Tom.

"Some small cooperation, I am already in seventh grade this year, I have to make plans for after graduation."

Enid's face looked charming, and then became steady the next second.

"Master Selwyn, maybe you should have made plans earlier. Don't miss the opportunity because of the dead people in your family."

Selwyn's face turned cold and his smile slowly faded.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "You don't have to worry, Child."

There were a lot of whispers among the little snakes, including those with complicated eyes, such as Selwyn, Hazard, and the unlucky Arnold.

Arnold has been having a hard time recently. In the second grade, he was controlled by Beck Bernard, who had turned into a werewolf, provoked Bree, and was then controlled by Voldemort.

In the third grade, he danced with the basilisk and split his soul, losing half of his soul power. This year, he encountered trouble again.

"Bernard, why haven't you died in the Forbidden Forest yet? Damn it!"

Bree here was not in the mood to care about the thoughts of everyone in Slytherin. He was busy listening to Dumbledore boasting about the benefits and rules of the fantasy game.

"We will compete in a league with other colleges, but this will have to be during the holiday finals. At that time, the professors will conduct summer camps. Maybe this is a new vocabulary. I learned about it from Muggles..."

"Of course, we are also very grateful to Oude for his contribution to us, some interesting cards and a lot of gold galleons. I think getting this gold galleons will help the little wizard not have to worry about the cost of going to school..."

Dumbledore was chattering on the stage, and the young wizards below also listened attentively. It was not until Dumbledore finished speaking and the food on the table stopped steaming that the young wizards began to whisper among themselves.

"This is more grand than the Quidditch game, at least for the young wizards. We don't have to compete with those wizards who have graduated!"

"I must participate. Damn it, why haven't the professors arranged a time for the competition yet!"

"I'm going to Hogsmeade on the weekend, and the cards in my hand can't hold my glorious moment!"

…

"Draco, I'm going over there, so I might delay a lot of time. I'm sorry." Bri would not waste time enjoying breakfast. He was already full, and at the same time he saw Professor Lupine waving to him on the other side.

"Oh, go ahead, I'll just go get it myself."

Bree had already set up the barrier at Christmas, but it had left a spell for Draco to enter.

"Don't touch the things in the turret, Draco." Bree reminded, and got up to find Professor Lupin.

"Don't move things..." Draco pursed his lips and whispered in a sinister voice, but did not take Bree's reminder to heart.

…

"Professor?" Bree followed Lupine to a small room on the third floor. The place was very clean. It seemed that there were people here in the past few days, and there were quite a lot of them.

"Oh, you can sit down for a while. I think my request is not difficult for you."

Um?

Brie chuckled and nodded, and didn't think about it anymore, just looking around without leaving any trace.

There was a hint of magic in the air, the aura of a divine guardian. It was very messy, but Bri could still feel a beginner's technique from it.

"Dongdongdong!"

Soon, there was a knock on the door, and then a messy black head poked his way in from the door.

"What's wrong with you, Harry, come in quickly, we've been here many times!"

"Oh, why is it Oude!"

Ron was still talking about Harry and pushed Harry into the room, but when he saw Bree sitting on the chair and smiling at him, he exclaimed.

Ron asked Professor Luping with his eyes, but Professor Luping just smiled and said nothing.

"What's the matter, Bree is here?" Hermione walked in from the door, and showed an expression as expected after seeing Bree.
To be continued...