Brie was ill, and it came suddenly, perhaps caused by a previous disturbance in the magic of nature; As Brie got up, a heavy feeling was attached to him, making him a little breathless.

It's still early, and even the young ladies and young masters who have to get up early because of the upcoming small banquet haven't gotten up yet.

Brie glanced at his roommate Shabini, who was awakened by the sound of him getting up, and said apologetically, "I'm a little uncomfortable, so I woke up a little earlier so you can continue to rest." ”

After speaking, Brie felt very uncomfortable in his throat, his voice was extremely hoarse, and his whole temperament was also weak, and he felt a sense of brokenness. The tip of the nose, the corners of the eyes, and the cheeks are all red, which is distressing.

With a laborious yawn, Brie felt something new.

"That's what it's like to be sick, and it's not very comfortable."

Got up and washed, and Sabini glanced at Brie, looked at the time and went back to rest, not knowing if he was really asleep.

After washing, Slytherin was still deserted, and Brie was dressed thicker, so she packed up all the homework papers left over from the previous class, pulled on her satchel and walked out.

"It's still curfew, but hopefully I don't meet anyone else for the sake of me being sick."

"What are you doing, Mr. Ode, maybe it's not time to leave the common room, maybe you're trying to cook slugs for your dean......"

Good spirits, bad spirits, Brie thanks.

"I'm sorry." Brie struggled to make his voice hoarse, "I think I'm sick and uncomfortable, so I'm going to go to the school infirmary on the second floor, hoping that Madam Pomfrey can help me." ”

Sick?

Snape took a closer look at Brie's face, then said coldly, "Put away your crying nose." ”

With that, he turned and left, walking as if he were in the wind, and his wide black cloak almost scratched Brie's face.

Brie rubbed her eyes and walked towards the second floor, luckily not meeting a single person, nor Filch's Lady Loris (a cat).

"Oh, what's wrong with you?"

Knocking on the door of the school infirmary, a solemn-looking lady soon walked out, she glanced at Brie with scrutinizing eyes, her tone was a little cold, but when she saw Brie's flushed face, her eyes flashed with pity, a little more gentle.

"Well, I thought someone was trying to play a prank on me, although it's a joke, but I'm glad you thought of going to the doctor in the first place."

"Come in with me, all you need is a potion for colds, and you'll be at ease, you don't want to miss the weekend."

Brie followed Mrs. Fred into the school doctor's room, the smell here was quite fresh, and there was not much smell of disinfectant water, although I don't know if the wizard used this thing, but it also made Brie's feverish head better.

"Drink it, but there should always be some minor side effects, because the heat will come out of your ears, so do you need to call you breakfast, the little snake shouldn't want to be laughed at by others, and the faculty and staff have the right to help you."

It can be seen that Lady Fred is a Slytherin, standard etiquette, but it is different from the current Slytherin, less lust and more caring, she is a peculiar Slytherin, and Brie likes it very much.

"Gross," it's so bitter, who made this potion, it's too low-level.

"Oh, it seems that Snape's potion skills have improved again, and it's the first time I've seen the simplest cold potion optimized to this point, and it worked so quickly, and the breath in his ears has sped up a lot."

Mrs. Fred looked at Brie's disgusted face with a smile, but the abnormal flush had subsided, and she was relieved.

She tapped her wand on the table top, and soon a house-elf in an apron flashed.

"Dear Lady Fred, do you have any orders to do?"

"Oh, and you, little wizard, I made apple pie last night!"

Mrs. Fred glanced at Brie and said, "Tell me what you want to eat, I'll have to go to Snape to get some potions later, and of course, please leave here and don't touch anything." ”

With that, Mrs. Fred departed.

"My name is Brie Ode, Dot, can you give me some light food, you can see my ears are steaming, and I can't eat food that is too fishy."

"Oh, of course, a little bit to take care of the sick Lord Brie Oder!"

Dian Dian disappeared as soon as he finished speaking, this is the special magic of house-elves, and wizards also have it, called Phantom Manifestation, which is a very deep magic, and it is necessary to find a special Magic Traffic Division of the Ministry of Magic to study for the Phantom Manifestation Exam, because it is profound, so it is also full of danger, and if you don't pay attention, it is likely to be divided, seriously injured, and even killed.

However, the Wizard's Apparition is not available at Hogwarts, but the House-Elves can.

"Lord Brie Ode, please have breakfast, it's all specially prepared!"

Dotted suddenly appeared, and the table was full of food, Brie's eyes lit up, and his favorability of Dotted rose a little.

"Thank you for your order, you are really a good elf, but can you prepare some more snacks for me to pack, I will go to a quiet place to study later, and I may not have time to have lunch."

Dian Dian listened to Brie's words, with tears in his eyes, and pinched his old apron excitedly and nervously and said: "Oh, Lord Brie Oude has praised a little bit, this is something that other elves don't have, I will definitely prepare the best snack, this is a little bit of honor!" ”

With a swipe, the dots disappeared again.

Reluctantly reluctantly refueling, Brie soon sat comfortably on the sidelines to rest, a disc on his desk showing his "great achievements." ”

And with the reappearance of Diandian, Brie also got a large bag of snacks, and after saying goodbye to Diandian, Brie left the school hospital and walked towards the big tree on the eighth floor.

There were already quite a few early risers along the way, mostly Ravenclaw, and some of the friends who knew Brie greeted him in a friendly way, and said goodbye to Brie with a smile in his eyes, so Brie greeted them one by one.

They thought that Brie was going to the Ravenclaw common room to read, and he was so studious when he was sick, and this should be their eaglety, the hateful Slytherin!

And after Brie came to the big tree figure carefully, he lit some stone bricks with his wand, and went to the east tower, which was agreed with Verr yesterday, and Brie could not be untrustworthy, as for the little Slytherin banquet.

"Please, who would go to a 'private little banquet' with a pair of steaming ears on the top of a pair of hot ears, not to mention that I don't have a dress."

Brie was already sitting in the East Tower, in front of a solid wood table on the second floor in the corner tower, and the chair was surprisingly comfortable.

On the desk, Brie was seriously writing a paper on the Potions class, he had almost finished some of his previous class assignments, and he would only think about revising them if he had follow-up ideas, and the reason why he didn't go to the library to write was because Brie didn't want to limit himself to books, and was trying to use his own understanding to discuss the relationship between scabies potions and slugs.

"Oh, you're so boring, you won't talk to me when you come."

Verr shrugged his head, looked dumbfounded, and stared at Brie with bright yellow vertical pupils mournfully, like a resentful woman.

"If you're bored, you can read a book, my current identity is a student, and studying is the only way I can become stronger."

"Well, but you can't expect a snake to read, it's of no use to me......" Varill lay at Brie's hand, intrigued when he saw his wand.

Brie looked at it, reluctantly took off her wand and handed it to it.

"Don't bite it, and don't spit oil on your wand."

Unexpectedly, however, Velle did not look at the wand, but climbed onto Brie's wrist and coiled it into a bracelet.

"If you're really bored, you can try to arrange the oil you spit out and blow it up into various shapes, maybe that will be your bragging rights."

Brie shook her head and continued to write her dissertation, but Veryle's eyes lit up.

"You're such a genius, I didn't even think of it!"

With that, Verne began to happily climb to the side and practice.

Brie smiled, and after a while, began to slowly put away the manuscript of the paper, and got up to look at the books left behind by "that man" in the mouth of Verre, most of which were related to alchemy, but there seemed to be exceptions.

"That's the man's notes when he was learning magic, and he was the first Ravenclaw student not long after Hogwarts was founded, so he has a penchant for taking notes, you can take a look, I think it will help you."

Verr hissed as he spoke, having a good time.

Brie picked up the notebook and looked at it carefully.

"There's magic fluctuations on it, not ordinary notes." Brie said, carefully turning the page, only to find that it was a very normal note, it was a first grade, but the magic content was much more complex than it is now, and the learning was pure.

Brie sat casually in the open space among the stacks of books, flipping through his notes, the sunlight shining behind him, looking warm and cozy.

Verr stopped spitting and stared at Brie for a while, then silently burrowed under the solid wood table, where there seemed to be a small compartment, which should not have been made by that person, but Verr's secret base.

Because from it, Verr slowly took out one gold galleon, and some silver sico.

When Brie casually looked over, he saw the body of Verr's bronze lying in a small pile of mixed Galleons and Sicos, which seemed to be in the hundreds.

"Where did you get the money?" Brie wondered, didn't he say that the man even sold his soul to the god of death because he was poor.

"Steal... Ahem, my reward, for so many years of lighting the lamp for that guy, there must be some reward, and these are all I took from his pocket 'above board'! ”

"Okay, but what are you going to do at this time, you want me to buy you something... A beautiful ladies bronze lamp? ”