Protect the Ode Club.

"puff……"

Bree laughed out loud. He raised the corners of his mouth and smiled so easily for the first time since he came into contact with magic.

"Hogwarts is more interesting than I imagined."

"Call the gods to protect you!"

An illusory mist gushes from Bree's wand, gradually solidifying, but quickly dissipating.

It works, but this love is not enough, or is it more than just love?

While Bree was thinking, a familiar voice approached Bree, and the owner of the voice sat next to him.

"Calling for divine protection?"

"What were you thinking about just now?"

Azar's face was flushed by the sunset. He looked at Bree with a faint smile and whispered: "Why don't you ask me for help? Maybe I can help you."

Bree frowned and pointed her wand at him, signaling to stay away.

"I guess the mysteries of magic are not something a first year can understand."

Azar snorted, stretched out his hand and gently pushed Bree's wand away and said: "Don't be so distant, I know your secret, your strange magic..."

"This is not a secret, Azar, the professors all know it."

Azar was stunned for a moment by Brie's words, but he soon sneered.
Chapter completed!