Brie's words drifted away in the wind, and he stepped into the distant greenhouse under the growing velvet snow, where Draco frowned, his little face flushed with frozen.

"Dad didn't agree with me to continue to help you sell things, and Mom didn't want to disobey Dad, should I listen to whoever I choose to be friends with?"

"If I were nothing, would you accept me, Brie."

Draco took a deep breath of the cold air in the cold wind and coughed in a choking voice.

"Ahem, ahem... Brie, maybe I'm stupid, you bastard who wants to start your own family has made me think too. ”

"Break away from Malfoy, this, this is stupid."

"But I have to prove something, I'm not Lucius's Malfoy, it's Draco Malfoy, and I must have made the right choice."

Stepping on the snowflakes, Draco walked into the castle, and in the face of his parents' refusal, he chose the most direct way, which was to stay at Hogwarts for Christmas, this was the first time he had chosen to stay away from his parents on such an important reunion day, just to understand his position.

It's a pity that Draco's position is not clear, so he fell ill in the bedroom first, and he was stubborn and didn't want people to know at all, so the pampered young master covered himself with a quilt and fell asleep dizzily.

……

"Oh, how about mint tea?"

Brie pushed away the tea he had only tasted, not expecting him to have a drink he didn't like.

"Looks like you don't like it, so some green apple pie, I know you like this."

Professor Sprout sat in a comfortable chair, and she usually stayed in a small room next to the greenhouse, where it was easier for her to take care of the plants, and it was very warm, with its soft brown sofa and bright yellow windows, even as she watched the snow outside, it became warm.

"I have a bad feeling for you, little Brie."

Professor Sprout took out a knitted woolen scarf and braided the last part with a small snake, the whole towel was turquoise, and the silver silk thread was crossed inside, which looked very exquisite.

"Yes Professor, I have a problem."

Brie took a bite of apple pie, his little face was a little rosy from the fire of the fireplace, his black eyes were full of rippling red light, and he was very lazy, like a little snake in hibernation, and he didn't want to move.

"I can feel that you don't want to fix it." Professor Sprout took the scarf she had knitted in her spare time, walked over to Brie, and crouched down.

"It's your Christmas present, Little Brie."

"Thank you, Professor Sprout."

Brie smiled kindly, feeling the woolen fluff on her cheeks, and squinted comfortably.

"No thanks, little Brie, you are like my child, although sometimes a little naughty, but I like your well-behaved."

I feel sorry for you too.

Professor Sprout thought about Brie's background and some of the unfriendliness she faced at Hogwarts, such as Dumbledore's excessive attention, which made her a little angry, and she was more willing to take care of Brie and give Brie more care.

"Emotions are mutual children, I can feel your sincerity towards me, maybe it can be clear from the gift from the owl today, so you can accept friendship without worry."

Professor Sprout rummaged through the shelves and pulled out a book on plant magic.

"I heard that Lockhart was thrown in the hallway the other day by an unknown figure tied up with vines." Professor Sprout gave Brie a disgusted and appreciative look, and continued, "Maybe I know some kind of magic, it's a force that belongs to nature, and at the same time I thought of you at the first time, you are so loved by nature, so unceremoniously. ”

"This book belongs to you, my dear child."

Sprout smiled softly and motioned to Brie to take the book.

"Professor, then I won't say thank you." Brie smiled unconsciously as she took the book from Professor Sprout and turned the first page - plants have voices, try to talk to them kindly, and they will help you.

Plant magic, which has a lot of magic that summons plants and allows plants and wizards to grow together, of course, all of this needs to be based on the wizard being able to talk to plants.

The special growth spell found in the owner's notes at the beginning, that is, the magic that binds Lockhart, can also be found in it.

"Professor, isn't this too valuable?" It's already a family inheritance, just like Enid's flower language magic, although it's not comprehensive.

Professor Sprout shook his head and smiled lightly, she said: "Any magic has its own master, we can't wait for it to be lost in the years, the wizarding world needs some new power, just like Dumbledore, although he is only very clever and does not understand some subtle things, but his Transfiguration has definitely shocked the wizarding world, and he has also taught Professor McGonagall and some excellent Transfiguration scholars, you must know that fifty years ago, Transfiguration did not have such a high status." ”

"Little Brie, I hope you can find your own path and go on firmly."

Professor Sprout's eyes were full of tenderness and anticipation, which made Brie flinch a little, but Brie knew that he couldn't do that.

Brie whispered, smiled slowly, and looked very gentle.

"I may not have told you that when I summoned the Divine Guardians, I was thinking of protecting everything that happened around me, including you, and many others...... Including me. ”

"I'm a selfish person and I don't give selflessly, but I want to uphold all the justice under the rules, so that everyone has the freedom to choose."

Brie was always so sincere in front of Professor Sprout... Vulnerable, but he always finds solace.

Everyone needs to have a mother-like role.

"It's hard, kid."

Professor Sprout sat down next to Brie, patted his head lightly, and said, "But I'm proud that you have such a great idea, and you've seen so much that you can't keep busy." ”

"You can come to me if you need to, although I may not have the strength of McGonagall, Snape, or Flitwick, but I am not to be underestimated."

Looking at Professor Sprout's serious eyes, Brie smiled embarrassedly: "I'm sorry professor, I will definitely add you to the ranks of the thesis next year, and I will need your help then." ”

"Oh, next year, of course, I'll remember."

Professor Sprout smiled with satisfaction, and when Professor McGonagall "casually" talked about it the other day, McGonagall's "surprise" at the time that she didn't know about it was an expression that Professor Sprout remembered.

With Professor Sprout's Christmas present, Brie looked at Hogwarts, which had been completely darkened, gently pushed open the side door, and quickly closed it again after entering, making it difficult for the cold air outside to enter.

Filch, who was guarding the doorway, saw that it was Brie, and he snorted, since Lady Loris was petrified, he had become more and more gloomy, and every wizard he saw was like seeing a murderer, and he often guarded some dark corners, as long as any young wizard did something out of character, he would not let go.

"There's no curfew yet, Mr. Filch." Brie swept Filch and frowned, "You should wear more, I think Lady Loris will be sad to come back and see you so thin." ”

"Huh?" Filch was stunned, his mouth open, not knowing what to say.

Brie was still in a good mood and walked into the hall, the winter night was coming so fast, and it was only now for dinner, and Professor Sprout had to take care of the mandrakes, and the house-elves would bring the food.

"Good evening, Professor McGonagall." Since the little wizards were all on the train home for Christmas, the headmaster kindly moved the table away and put only a small table in the middle, enough for the rest of the little wizards and the professor to eat.

With a smile in her eyes but a serious look on her face, Professor McGonagall handed Brie the green apple pie and whispered, "Professor Flitwick asked me to tell you that he has arranged for your paper to be published early tomorrow morning." ”

Speaking of which, Professor McGonagall was a little embarrassed, she had read those papers, and as a young scholar, she had also published a lot of academic things, and according to her opinion, the things that Brie was going to publish were incomprehensible.

If it weren't for the professors' general understanding of Brie's abilities, I'm afraid it would only be regarded as nonsense, and this time they used their authority to publish a paper for Brie, but next time, I'm afraid it won't be easy.

"If, I mean, if what you publish is true, it will definitely turn the wizarding world upside down, but there is no way to confirm this, but the professors believe that it will not work."

Professor McGonagall told Brie, "We can't put you on the table to show your power, it's dangerous for you. ”

Professor McGonagall was very subtle, but she was probably trying to persuade Brie not to let the paper go too far from reality.

"Professor, I actually have my own plans, and this time I understand that I will be ridiculed by many people, but this will not be my hindrance."

It's all about the future, and what is lost now will bring immeasurable value to the future.

Professor McGonagall frowned when she heard this, but quickly stretched it out again, and she curled the corners of her mouth slightly, "Since you are ready, then let it go, although I can't guess what you want, but I don't think it will be a bad thing." ”

"But to be honest, your Transfiguration has surprised me, how did you come up with the idea of using Transfiguration to grow and conceive, but it's too difficult, this belongs to the realm of gods, we can't make the conjured seeds sprout naturally even if we use all our magic power, it's completely impossible."

Professor McGonagall was rambling on about Brie's paper, but it was clear that it wasn't a good place to talk.

Dumbledore at the front table stood up and waved his hands, drawing everyone's attention, and against the backdrop of his red and green robes, he said with a smile: "Oh, everyone has seen it, this year's Christmas auditorium has not been set up yet, because our Professor Flitwick has something to rush back to his hometown, so I decided!" ”

"We're going to have a Christmas decoration contest tomorrow where every professor and wizard needs to participate, and we're going to give fifty points to the best house, ten points to the second place, and so on."

"For this, I will ......"

As Dumbledore spoke, he raised his wand a little, and a flash of light flickered, and the lone green pine tree in the hall that was moved by Hagrid was instantly hung with red, yellow, blue, and green ribbons, with this as the center, the ribbons divided the hall into four parts.

"That's it, one place in each house to dress up, and that's the perfect Christmas."

After Dumbledore finished speaking, the Wesley twins, who were diagonally across the table, clapped their hands, and then the professors applauded, and the rest of the young wizards followed.

For the past Christmas, the decoration is the most joyful time, and the previous ones were mostly covered by Professor Flitwick, and no one could snatch the short and lovely professor.

Brie frowned, he glanced around, only to realize that Goyle and Braque were eagerly eating, shouldn't they both go home, Slytherin should be the only one left.

As if casually, Snape, who was not far away, said coldly: "A little snake has a conflict with his father, stupid." ”

Brie understood, it was Draco, he had stayed on the school, so the two of them stayed.

He hesitated, after listening to Professor Sprout's words, he reconsidered how to deal with Draco, if he were a normal person, he couldn't do it, Draco didn't betray him, but had a conflict with him, like a child, making Brie's head big.

"Wait a little longer."

When Harry Potter is punished, go to Draco, maybe Draco likes this kind of Christmas present, a mess that can leave a picture.

Thinking so, Brie's eyes flickered, and he decided to make a magic camera overnight.

As if sensing something, Harry looked over to Brie and saw Brie eating the fifth green apple pie with his head down, nothing out of the ordinary.

At this time, Tom rushed back from outside.

"I'm sorry, but I was delayed a bit because Mr. Hagrid needed some help."

Tom explained to Professor McGonagall why he had come so late, and sat down beside Brie.

"Surprised, I didn't choose to go home, my mother had something important to do and went to Norway."

Casually telling a lie, Tom picked up his knife and fork and began to process the steak that appeared in front of him, munching slowly, eating his supper like an elegant gentleman, but when Dumbledore looked at him, he was rude again, and inserted a plate that had been thrown in the cloth.

"It tastes good, you taste it."

"Don't make a fuss, I'm not in the habit of eating other people's food."

Hearing this, Tom took the beef from Brie's plate and ate it himself, along with a slice of green apple pie.

"Sorry, I have."

"Hazard, maybe you learned etiquette from Potter." Snape snorted coldly, belittling Harry.

"Or you can learn from him how to eat jam on your nose like a troll."

Harry touched his nose and was stunned when he saw that there was nothing, and Ron sneered, but soon he noticed that the jam was on his nose, which Harry had accidentally spilled just now.

"I'm sorry, Ron..."

"Oh, Merlin's big nose, he must hate jam!"