Brie followed Professor Flitwick to a swamp outside of a swamp full of dead branches and leaves, broken tree trunks swaying in the stream, surrounded by a thick green mist obscuring the moonlight in the sky.

Professor Flitwick held his wand and held it against the light, allowing Brie to see his surroundings.

Nicol poked his head out curiously and whispered, "Dad, is this the elf's home?" ”

The flower elves are born with a heritage in their heads, they are separated from the group, as long as they can grow well in a safe environment, so they also know about the goblins and the flower elves, but there are too many types of goblins, and the flower elves can't tell the difference, so they can only know a rough idea.

"This is the Fairy Swamp, and through here you reach the territory of the Fairies."

Professor Flitwick answered Nicol's question, and with a wave of his wand, a long rope emerged, circling the swamp ahead, and the swamp vanished for a moment, revealing a clearing in it.

He motioned for Brie to follow, and walked out into the clearing, then he swung a long rope and used it as an example, and walked forward.

Professor Flitwick cast spells quickly, and in a few moments he carried Brie through the Elven Swamp.

Ahead are the tranquil hills under the moonlight, where the houses are accompanied by ancient trees, the birds are already resting in the trees, while the villages are still lit up, and the farmland is nestled next to the stream below the hills, which reflects the moonlight, making it feel like a place out of this world.

"This is the residence of the ancient tree elves, and the ancient tree elves love plants, and the alchemy items they make can cast the blessings of the goblins through the power of plants... Or curses, but this power is declining, and there is no reason to be found, and it may not be a few hundred years before the people here will no longer use plants to perform magic. ”

Professor Flitwick sighed with some emotion, as if he was reminiscing about the past.

"I was born here, my mother raised me, she was a stern lady...", Professor Flitwick paused and continued, "My childhood was not friendly, she protected me and sent me to Hogwarts to study wizarding magic......"

"Oh, sorry, I said too much useless stuff, now please follow me and go to my house."

Professor Flitwick was nervous, and Brie felt it was homesickness.

"Philius!"

"You stinky boy, my mother smells your nerd smell at home, what are you doing here slowly!"

A puppy goblin in an apron crossed his waist with one hand and a spoon in the other, and scolded Flitwick: "You know that when you go home, you only wrote me three letters this holiday, and you know that this is two months!" ”

Professor Flitwick squirmed like a child at his menacing mother, blushing.

“… Mom, Mom, I'm sorry, but my student is still here......"

"Oh, student!"

Flitwick's mother hurriedly looked at Brie to the side, and instantly covered her chest.

"Oh, sweet boy, you can call me Mrs. Flitwick, welcome to the home of the ancient tree elves, come along, I have stewed beef and potatoes, you must like it, and sweet peas, which children love to eat, hehe."

Mrs. Flitwick grinned, and kindly took Brie's hand, and her eyes widened at the sight of the flower fairy in Brie's arms.

"Oh, it's, it's the flower elves, oh my God, aren't they gone, incredible."

"Nicol, pay attention to etiquette."

Brie felt Nicol lying shyly on his neck, and said helplessly, "A child who is not polite will not be liked." ”

After saying that, Brie said to Mrs. Flitvier, who had not yet come to her senses, "Hello, I am Professor Flitwick's student, Brie Ode, and it is a pleasure to meet you, beautiful lady. ”

"I'm Nicol, I'm... Nicol Ode! Nicol was a little flustered, but when he heard Brie's name, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly followed, "Nicol is also glad to meet you, ma'am!" ”

Nicol Ode?

Brie couldn't help but smile and recognized the new member of the Oude family.

"Oh?"

Mrs. Flitwick did not continue to explore the flower elf, but looked at Professor Flitwick solemnly.

"Aren't you dead yet, Filius!"

Professor Flitwick kept his head down, and when he heard his mother's words, he raised his head and said firmly, "Mom, I want to try again, I can't watch the Ancient Tree Elves lose their talents. ”

"You didn't inherit the bloodline talent of the ancient tree goblin at all, Filius, you're not even on the family tree, you don't have to do this at all!"

"But Mom, you're an ancient tree goblin, and I have to."

Mrs. Flitwick did not speak, but snorted, and pulled Brie towards the house on the hill.

After a while, the group returned to Flitwick's house, which was very warm, and it was evident that Mrs. Flitwick loved life very much.

"Sit down, let's have dinner, hahaha, this is my best dish, little Oude must like it."

Nicol, who was only the size of his thumb, sat on Brie's shoulder, his face a little hesitant, and whispered in Brie's ear while Mrs. Flitwick was busy, "Daddy, I'm hungry, I want to eat nectar, is there here?" ”

"Nectar!"

Mrs. Flitwick's hearing was very sensitive, and she understood Nicol's needs in an instant.

"Why didn't I notice, oh, sorry little guy, I remember that old man next door had a bunch of bees, he must have them, you wait, I'll go get some."

Mrs. Flitwick had a fiery temper, and soon went out with the sharp knife she had just used to cut vegetables.

Brie looked at Professor Flitwick to ask for his opinion, if there was no accident tonight, they were going to rest here, and they would start studying the magic of the elves tomorrow.

"Ahem, my mom is very welcoming, I think if she goes to Hogwarts too, she'll be sorted into Gryffindor... In fact, when the Sorting Hat was sorting for me, he was hesitating between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. ”

Flitwick smiled wistfully, he had no unusual feelings about his mother's behavior.

"Did you bring the parchment, Ode?"

"You can rest assured that you have brought it with you for the past few days."

Brie pulled a shrunken parchment from his pocket, quickly enlarged it, and handed it to Professor Flitwick to read.

Professor Flitwick saw it and said with a hint of nostalgia: "This is a book handed down by my mother, when I was a child, she had high hopes for me to learn the magic in this book, but although I have the blood of a goblin, I don't have the talent of a goblin, it is difficult to understand, and finally my mother sent me to Hogwarts in the wizarding world." ”

Speaking of which, Professor Flitwick was a little downcast.

"I don't think Hogwarts magic is bad, I just want to fulfill my mother's wish, but when I later explored the elf magic, I found that the talent of the ancient tree goblin was disappearing, which was a terrible thing, at first everyone was scared, but after all means could not find the reason, more and more ancient tree goblins gave up the exploration, they thought it was a natural punishment for them."

Professor Flitwick was worried, his face low and worried.

"Maybe when the time comes, the Ancient Tree Fairy King will also be like the flower elves, in order to preserve the last hope, set a curse for himself and hide it in the years."

"Bang dang!"

"Oh, come on, sweet nectar, come on, sweet little Nicol."

Mrs. Flitwick grinned and placed the nectar jar on the table, and beckoned everyone to eat, and Brie sniffed the taste, and very politely ate only half a pot of potatoes and beef, and two plates of sweet peas, and stopped eating a large cup of nectar.

Brie thanked reservedly, "It tastes very good, Mrs. Flitwick. ”

Mrs. Flitwick covered her face sweetly.

"Oh, Filius was a picky eater when he was a kid, he never liked to eat my cooking, and now it's great that little Odd can like it, maybe you haven't eaten yet, I can make you some more!"

"I'm full, Mrs. Flitwick."

Seeing Brie's insistent expression, Mrs. Flitwick had no choice but to say, "Oh, well, then go and rest after eating, and I'll clean up your room." ”

After Mrs. Flitwick smiled and said to Brie, she turned her head and yelled at Professor Flitwick on the side with a cold face: "Felius, what are you waiting for, will the bowl you have eaten clean by itself, go wash it quickly, don't use magic!" ”

"Got it, Mom."

Professor Flitwick stood up and reluctantly went to wash the dishes, his mother didn't really like wizarding magic, and she wouldn't even let Flitwick leave the Treant's territory and go to Hogwarts if she didn't want Flitwick to have no roots.

"So I'm going to clean up the house, and let me think, where is the lovely Nicol going to rest?"

As soon as Mrs. Flitwick had finished speaking, Nicol came out of Brie's arms and said in a loud voice, "I want to sleep with Daddy." ”

Then he whispered to Brie, "I'm scared alone." ”

How much space can a small guy occupy?

"Just arrange my room, Mrs. Flitwick, Nicol will arrange it."

"Oh, well, what a blind date."

……

At night, Brie, who had packed everything, lay on a short bed, which was just the right size for a goblin, but a little small for Brie who was one meter and a half, but it was also a good place to rest, no big deal.

Nicol sits on the quilt and plays with the silver bracelet in his hand, while Brie is looking at the parchment scroll in the moonlight, hoping to find some traces of magic in it, hoping to learn the secrets of fairy magic.

It's a pity that Brie doesn't have the blood and talent of a goblin, so she can't read through this book at all.

"Dongdong, Dongdong!"

It was a knock on the door.

"Please come in..."

"Card..."

"Oh, sorry to bother you, Mr. Ode."

It was Mrs. Flitwick, who was looking at the parchment scroll in Brie's hand with a serious face, and when she saw Nicol, the flower fairy, she hesitated, but finally said to Brie—

"I don't want Filius to care if the ancient tree elf is losing its innate magic, it's not something he should be aware of!"