"Who is there?" Snape looked irritated, glaring at the lifeless twins and looking into the distance, but there was a centaur following him!
The centaur said with a thoughtful look in his eyes: "Perhaps it is a night outing for students, and the Forbidden Forest is often looked after by children, but today I have something important to see Dumbledore."
"Hmph, I hope you really have something important to do. Otherwise, it would not be so simple for a mermaid to knock on my glass and interrupt my potion brewing." Snape withdrew his gaze, not caring about the students who were wandering at night.
What interest, this is Filch's job.
"I'm just a poor Potions professor. I just want to go back and collect my more pitiful potions instead of wasting time here with you."
Snape said to the stone statue at the door of the principal's office: "Sizzling honey candy!"
The door slowly opened.
"Please come in, the centaur who disturbed the wizard late at night, I hope you know the way out."
After saying this, Snape waved his robe, turned around, and strode on the stairs, making a clattering sound, and gradually walked away.
Firenze didn't pay attention to Snape's attitude and walked into the door of the principal's office.
…
Not far from the portrait of the big tree, Bree stopped, stared at Malfoy sharply and said, "Do you want to go to the rooftop with me to sleep, Malfoy?"
"Hmph." Malfoy looked flustered, but said in a sincere tone: "You have to let me hide, that's Snape!"
"He is not a nosy person. He has probably left. You won't be discovered if you turn around and go back." Bree looked at Malfoy's face that became paler and felt helpless. He is not afraid of anything.
Malfoy was actually afraid of Snape.
"Oh no, you don't understand. Snape hates Slytherins who make mistakes and get caught. The key is that he and my father are friends. I am begging my father to help me buy a new broom. You have to help me. I will definitely
We cannot fall into his hands at this time!"
Malfoy was scared at this time. Why didn't he have this sense of crisis when he tricked Harry before?
"So?" Bree looked at Malfoy with a cold face and said, "There is no room for a second person on the rooftop."
"Oh, don't be stupid." Malfoy looked at Bree arrogantly and said: "I don't know you, but you are a good guy in Slytherin who can eat and sleep well. Every time you have breakfast, you are the last to come and eat.
At most, you must live a good life on the rooftop."
"Da da da da!"
When they heard the tapping sound, the expressions of Malfoy and Bree changed.
Malfoy's eyes widened and he immediately said: "Come on, I know the reason for your red eyes!"
Red eyes?
"You'd better tell the truth."
Bree quickly walked to the portrait of the big tree, pointed her wand at the brick, and the portrait opened. Bree and Malfoy walked in, and the portrait also closed.
"Mars told me that it felt the breath of nature..."
Firenze walked to the portrait of the big tree, observed it carefully, and then said: "Mars said that nature does not welcome its attention, and gave him a warning when he was in the Forbidden Forest... Well, the president of Hogwarts who has stood for thousands of years
It’s so mysterious.”
Firenze slowly left the eighth floor. He had already told Dumbledore what he had seen tonight. After handing the letter to Dumbledore, he was ready to leave. If not for the guidance of Mars, he would not have stayed.
.
…
Bree knew about the natural magic in his body, but he had never figured out his red eyes and white hair. Although this was also related to the natural magic, Bree didn't understand the key.
I hope what Malfoy said is true.
"Oh, it turns out you found a dilapidated turret here."
Malfoy looked at the empty first floor and curled his lips in disgust. Bree ignored him and only walked up to the second floor with peace of mind after making sure that Snape would not open the portrait.
Malfoy followed immediately.
"Brie, who is this!"
Ver stared at Malfoy, while Bree took out the green apple tree she forgot to take out of her pocket.
"You stay here and don't move. I'll plant an apple tree."
Malfoy raised his eyebrows and looked at Ver, who hissed at the lamp oil, but said nothing.
When Bree planted the green apple tree not far from the four-leaf vine, she came back and saw Malfoy grabbing Ver's tail and said viciously: "How dare you breathe fire into my hair!"
Looking at Malfoy's protected hair, Bree took Val back.
"Don't make trouble, you stay here for a while, Snape can't keep guard all the time."
"Humph, I don't want to stay here."
Seeing that Bree was still looking at him, Malfoy said casually: "I am Malfoy, a noble with a long history. Naturally, I have some collections of books and know some secrets, such as the characteristics of the descendants of Slytherin.
.”
"Yes, red eyes, black hair, snake-like accent..."
"You are most likely a mixed race, or a descendant of Slytherin. It will be more certain if you can speak in a snake-like manner. In a book in my family, it is recorded that Slytherin has a red hole.
But many of his descendants did not inherit it, and only the talented ones would show some signs."
is that so?
Descendants of Slytherin?
Salazar Slytherin, a noble pure-blood wizard, established Hogwarts Academy with the other three wizards thousands of years ago to protect the young wizards who were under threat at the time...
However, Salazar Slytherin was hostile to half-blood and Muggle wizards and believed that they were not qualified to learn magic. He later had conflicts with the other great wizards and left Hogwarts, and his whereabouts are unknown to this day.
Bree rubbed his head. He didn't agree at all with the grading of purebloods, mixed-bloods, and Muggles. This was just the hysteria of pureblooded incompetents.
Malfoy looked at Bree's face and said: "You may be a descendant of Slytherin and a child of an Easterner. We don't know much about the Eastern wizarding world except Japan."
"Of course, all this is just speculation, unless you know how to speak snakes and understand the language of snakes, which can increase credibility."
Snake accent?
Bree had come into contact with snakes, but had not heard any snake language. He remained skeptical and did not answer Malfoy's words.
"Can you show me that book?"
Malfoy touched his platinum hair and nodded slightly.
"If it's a request..."
"Okay, thank you. It's getting late. You can leave the corner building. Also, don't tell anyone what's going on here."
Looking at Bree's slowly turning red eyes and the growing pressure of magic spreading around him, Malfoy nodded stiffly.
"I'm not a talkative guy." Malfoy left hesitantly, and soon the turret became quiet.
"Ver, do you know Slytherin himself?"
Ver shook his head. It had never left the turret. Even though the owner here was the first student of Hogwarts, Ver had never seen Slytherin.
"I don't know, and the person before was a student of Ravenclaw, but he didn't have much resistance to Slytherin himself. He even asked Slytherin for advice because alchemy requires powerful potions.
Come to Trin."
It was so old that Bree couldn't get much information from just a few words.
and.
"Slytherin is Slytherin, and Oude is Oude. I will never consider turning Oude into Slytherin. This is my pride. I am qualified to stand up to anyone, and I have the confidence to do so."
.”
Bree put aside all the thoughts in his mind, leaving only his reason to ask himself, does he need the "glory" left by Slytherin?
The answer is obvious.
"Who are the descendants of Slytherin? I can't find a surviving family in the British wizarding world. The 'Slytherins' who put their interests first will not bow to anyone just because of this surname."
Of course you have to fight for your own glory.
"Get some rest Ver, tomorrow is Monday, and I have to face the smell of garlic. This Quirrell is really not a good person."
…
Monday's garlic class was not friendly, especially when Bree tried hard to disguise himself. Bree was usually lazy about interpersonal communication. He would only put on a mask when necessary, but now he had to play the role of Quirrell.
The scene in one class made him very tired.
I wish Quirrell would look at me less.
After Defense Against the Dark Arts…
"How did you endure it, huh?"
Snape didn't have that many slugs for Malfoy and Harry to deal with. He mostly sent them to copy books or help Filch clean the castle. But Bree was different. She became a little assistant.
He had to face Quirrell's scent.
"Don't ignore me, the book will be delivered to you shortly."
After hearing Malfoy say this, Bree looked at him.
"Thank you very much, Master Malfoy. I don't have any classes this afternoon, so I can finish it and return it to you as soon as possible."
After Bree finished speaking, she didn't have much expectations for the book in her heart. She just thought it was a well-read book.
Malfoy said nothing, but Pansy next to him pursed her lips, looking like she was about to say something.
The horror of when Bree made a big fuss in the Slytherin Lounge still lingers in the minds of many little snakes. They all know that Bree is not someone to be trifled with, but after this period of time, Bree seems to have ceased to exist in Slytherin.
Like Trin, they rarely met Bree except for eating and going to class, and gradually they became more at ease.
But today Malfoy actually took the initiative to talk to Bree. This is really...
Malfoy hooked up with Bree?
The senior class tried to find Bree to ease the relationship but failed. This is truly Malfoy.
Daphne and Pansy looked at each other and followed Malfoy and Bree in unison, while Nott said nothing. The other little snakes only dared to look at them with inquiring eyes and then remained silent, not knowing what they were thinking in their hearts.
What are you wearing?
"Swaggering peacock." Bree laughed, not paying attention to Malfoy's subtlety. Perhaps this was Malfoy's awkward kindness, but it was not so easy to reconcile with Slytherin. At least Bree still had
Do not care.
As lunch ended, owls flew in one after another from the skylights on both sides of the ceiling.
Malfoy's is a sturdy gray owl, tawny in color, and is known to many people because he often brings desserts made by his mother.
"Here, here you go." Malfoy didn't linger too much by Bree's side. He understood that his relationship with Bree was not enemies at best. In contrast, only friends recognized by Bree could interfere with his affairs.
"Brie, what did that Malfoy do to you just now?" Cedric turned around from his seat at the dining table, tapped Bree's waist, and asked doubtfully: "He gave you a book with a cover?"
In response to Cedric's concern, Brie did not refuse, and at the same time answered this not-so-important answer.
"Maybe it has something to do with my life experience, but I'm not sure."
When Cedric heard this, he blinked, as if he was thinking of something, and then said: "If you need help, you can ask me for help. Diggory is also a family with some history. Maybe I have a collection of books at home that can help you."
"Of course, thank you, good brother, but I'm actually not too attached to my life experience. I can live a good life alone."
"Oh, indeed, you don't have as many desires as other little snakes. It's nice to be simple." Cedric smiled gently, looking at the empty plates piled in front of Bree, but he was a little worried: "But Bree
, you should think carefully about the future, although wizard food is not expensive..."
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Bree's face froze after hearing this, and she stopped talking to Cedric.