"Where are you going, Brie, it's the second-year chief battle for a while, of course, if you stand on the stage, no one will lack the heart to fight with you."

Brie and Draco watched as a group of quirky little wizards finished singing the school song and prepared to leave the hall, but Brie still had something to do, such as Professor Flitwick's waving to him just now, telling him to wait a moment.

Second-year chief?

Brie felt that he really lacked the heart to participate in this meaningless competition for him, and now he was just the right distance from the purebloods, distant and undisturbing each other, so harmonious that he didn't have to get close to the surface.

Brie was about to say something, when he saw the flush and some excitement on Draco's face, as well as a helpless expression.

Draco thinks who has beaten Brie, no one in Slytherin can do it now, he wants to be a prefect, but that doesn't mean he can do it.

"Ahem, I think Draco Malfoy is up to the task." Brie chuckled and patted Draco on the shoulder, indicating that he would not fight for this position, which should belong to him.

Draco snorted at the corners of his mouth, satisfied.

"Of course, Malfoy is the best, and when I become the second-year leader, I'll cover you." Draco smiled.

Brie said nonchalantly: "Okay, the awesome Malfoy himself should go back first, I have something..."

"Go on, go on, Professor Flitwick is looking forward to it, tsk, I heard that you helped the ancient tree elf, you need to talk to me about the situation."

Draco who loves gossip.

"Remember to come back tonight and give Dean Si some face."

"Well, I'll go back and tell you a bedtime story, Princess Malfoy of Slytherin."

Brie laughed and left Slytherin's group, and some of the professors had no objection because Flitwick had already greeted him, but Lockhart was different.

"Ahem, I think this should be the time for the little wizard to rest, and no student can be an exception..."

Lockhart is extremely vindictive, especially for Brie's behavior in Diagon Alley to make him lose face, he wants to get back on the field now, he is a professor, but Professor McGonagall directly stopped him.

"I think Professor Lockhart and I should go through the formalities of getting started, after all, someone had a book club in Diagon Alley for a few days, and it never occurred to me to take the time to come to Hogwarts for this process."

In the face of Professor McGonagall's sternness, Lockhart snorted, and suddenly his body was a little stiff, and he didn't dare to move, and his early muscle memory was still affecting him.

He swallowed and said, "Oh, it's not my fault, the fans are too enthusiastic, not to mention that there are a lot of little wizards in it, I, as a professor, should guide them and not disappoint them, so I'm sorry... Haha, let's go through the formalities now, Minerva! ”

Minerva?

McGonagall was disgusted and unhappy, and Snape, who was also a professor, didn't dare to call her by her name in such a tone!

McGonagall struggled to maintain her stiff smile as she stared at Lockhart and said, "Please keep up, Professor Lockhart, welcome to the Defence Against the Dark Arts class..."

McGonagall suddenly felt that the curse in this position was not a bad thing.

"Haha, ah, it's an honor... Honoured. ”

Lockhart's face turned pale, of course he had heard rumors of the curse of the position, but he had a reason to come.

Selling books is one of them.

……

"Professor Flitwick." Brie smiled at a nervous Professor Flitsch and motioned for him to greet Professor Sprout.

Then he said to Professor Sprout, who was looking at him eagerly, "Professor Sprout, it's a pleasure to meet you again." ”

“…… Hello Professor Snape, aren't you going back to Slytherin? ”

Snape looked at Brie with no disdain, leaving Brie with no choice but to say hello.

Snape nodded slightly, then said, "I know you don't need the position of chief, but I want to tell you - always remember that you're a member of the Slytherins, so don't do anything stupid... Of course, just like last semester, as long as you don't encounter trolls, you can always come to me for help. ”

Yes?

Brie seemed to hear the meaning of Snape's words, what an awkward man, obviously protecting his house but very... Old tsundere.

Looking at Brie's inelegant eyes in the pure black child's hole, and the black black hair that reached his ears, Snape somehow remembered himself......

Snape was a bullied boy at Hogwarts, wearing shabby robes, holding shabby books, being run by Slytherin, teased by a few of the stinky Gryffindors, and even Lily gradually drifting away from him......

But Brie was different, Snape saw it all, Brie also came from a poor background at first, and was slaughtered at the Academy... Oh no, it's forbearance, this kid has the power to protect himself, and Brie knows how to judge the situation better, which is completely different from what he was back then.

Snape thought, Brie, who was obviously worse than him who was a half-race at the time, what else could he protect himself in Slytherin besides strength, and it was clear that Slytherin had no shortage of people who used ambition to manipulate power......

Unable to figure it out, Snape stretched out his big hand and ravaged Brie's hair fiercely, saying, "Please respect your professor, Mr. Brie Ode. ”

Snape's tone was surging but his eyes were full of appreciation, he wanted to see what kind of future this student of his house had, a child who was suspected of being a Slytherin descendant would not be ordinary after all.

"Poof." Professor Sprout laughed as she pulled Brie in front of her, bent down to help Brie straighten up her messy black hair, then pinched Brie's little face and said, "Don't mind, but it's the first time I've seen Snape like this." ”

Sprout looked at Brie's helpless little face, and said suddenly: "Look, the little wizard just grows fast, I'm afraid it won't be long before Little Brie grows into an adult, and then I have to look up at Little Brie." ”

With that, Professor Sprout pinched Brie's face again.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to pinch Little Brie's face again then."

Oh, Brie's ears were red, and he didn't dare to speak.

Snape snorted, but was still polite to Professor Sprout, and he said, "I think I'll have to go back tomorrow to beat Willow, Professor Sprout, Slytherin has his own internal rules, which have been passed down for thousands of years." ”

Naturally, Sprout had heard that Slytherin had to fight every year in addition to the first grade, and this battle was also a selection battle for each grade prefect.

Moreover...

"I remember that for a long time, every house had a chief battle, but over time it was abolished, and only Slytherin's remained." Professor Sprout smiled, she was neither for nor against the chief battle, after all, it was not the time when everyone was in danger for the wizards a thousand years ago, and it was difficult for young wizards to get a way to learn.

She thinks the wizarding world is very stable now, especially after Voldemort disappears.

Snape didn't speak, just nodded slightly and headed for the basement level.

He had to look at those little snakes, but don't have another Oude situation, fortunately, none of the little snakes in this class have a strange background...... But there seems to be a little snake called Hazard from Belgium that is a little different...... It looks like a small troll.

As Snape left, Professor Sprout shrugged.

"I'm going to take care of the beating willow, I hope it's not very badly hurt, I'm stunned to hear the news, Gryffindor is getting more and more naughty now, I used to think that the Wesley twins were enough to make everyone's head hurt, but their younger brother is obviously more likely to cause trouble..."

Professor Sprout muttered as he walked slowly outside the castle.

That's when Professor Flitwick came up and said embarrassedly, "I think I need to take some of your time, Ode." ”

"You don't have to, Professor Flitwick." Professor Flitwick was a little reserved, perhaps thinking that what had happened to the old tree elf had been unkind to Brie, but Brie didn't blame him.

"I think we're students and professors, and the previous things are in the past, and none of us expected anything like that to happen."

"Oh, of course, Oude, you're always so forgiving!" Professor Flitwick burst into tears as he choked up, "But I still can't forgive myself for being unwise. ”

Sobing, Professor Flitwick slowly blushed and stopped under Brie's gaze.

"I'm sorry, I mean I'm sorry for me and the old tree elves, and so is Arnos, she...... She got me to send me an apology gift and... I'll leave the ring to you for safekeeping. ”

Flitwick's eyes were a little evasive when he spoke of Anos, and he didn't say much about the ring, but took out a small wooden box.

"I know you want to study the magic of the ancient tree elves, and this contains some seeds of magical plants that may help you, and what I promised to help you study magic at Hogwarts is still valid."

Brie felt a little strange about Flitwick, but didn't think much of it, but spoke his mind, and these things needed Professor Flitwick's help to make things easier.

"That's the professor, you know I have other magical powers, and last year I experimented with using this magic and spells to cast magic, and I succeeded, and the power of the spells increased greatly."

"I call this the magic of nature, and the meditation method I found in the Ravenclaw library before knows that it is a force from the environment, and it is everywhere, but it is difficult for the magic of wizards to mobilize it, so I want to publish some academic research on the magic of nature, and I hope that more people will explore its existence!"

"To this end, I am willing to contribute some research on meditation and the magic of nature, and I hope that the wizarding world can have a better development!"

Flitwick, who had just fallen into his own emotions, was stunned for a moment, and then he was so excited that he stumbled and stumbled: "You, you mean selfless dedication? ”

"Oh my God, this is great, your magic is so special, but you're willing to share it......"

Professor Flitwick was so excited that he hated to do it immediately, but Brie stopped him and pretended to be helpless: "Professor, this is just a proposal, I haven't officially sorted it out yet, I think I'll start publishing it this semester, and I'll need your help then, because no newspaper believes that a second-year wizard can study these things." ”

"Oh, of course, I'll definitely help!"

Brie smiled with satisfaction, selfless dedication?

Heh, Brie prefers equivalent exchange!