The little wizards seemed to be hungry because the food on the table was quickly wiped out, and they asked for more.

Only the little snakes at the Slytherin table were more silent, but the little snakes sitting around Draco were also very happy and ate more than before.

Bree smiled and glanced at Umbridge's table.

Not here.

Mag seemed to have suddenly relaxed after being tense for a long time. She looked a little tired, but when she saw Bree's eyes, she cheered up.

"Umbridge became the Headmaster." McGonagall gritted her teeth and was filled with boredom when she spoke of the Headmaster.

"She just fired Trelawney this morning, and now she's taking the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic to go find Fudge to claim credit."

Bree raised an eyebrow.

He said without hesitation: "Since you left, don't come back."

"According to school rules, no one within the school is allowed to have anything to do with outside forces, including the Ministry of Magic."

Hogwarts Castle shook slightly, as if in response to Bree's words.

It doesn't acknowledge Umbridge at all.

"The principal is still yours, Principal McGonagall, you can feel it."

Indeed, the principal has some privileges, such as being able to use magic such as Apparition in the castle.

So this is also the reason why Mag didn't collapse and was completely defeated.

These rights are still in her hands.

"Principal McGonagall," the other professors called him.

The little wizard below also shouted loudly.

Mag nodded upon seeing this and wanted to stand up and say something.

But Bree stopped McGonagall.

"Principal McGonagall, you should rest. Of course, I have to solve the Hogwarts barrier problem later."

The barrier seemed like a minor problem to Bree, but he wasn't in a hurry.

But Mag was in a hurry.

"Let's go now." Mag said, picking up Bree and walking upstairs.

Professor Flitwick immediately jumped out of his chair and ran after him.

Professor Sprout continued to look at the little wizards.

Snape looked at Harry below, struggling flashed in his eyes.

Finally, he sighed silently.

He stood up and walked to the Gryffindor table.

"Follow me, Potter."

…

After being taken to the principal's office on the eighth floor by Principal McGonagall, Bree could feel the anger of the Forbidden Forest Contract and the overwhelming magic power from a distance.

"Professor Flitwick could have suppressed it originally," McGonagall said.

Professor Flitwick, who followed, also immediately said angrily: "It's all Umbridge. She told everyone not to approach the principal's office. Now we can't do it even if we want to."

The magical pressure spread by the Forbidden Forest Contract is getting stronger and stronger, leaving the professors with nothing to do.

Bree This is not a problem for Bree.

Bree stepped into the magical range of the Forbidden Forest Contract.

Mag wanted to pull it, thinking it was dangerous.

But Bree waved it off.

The surrounding magic does not harm Bree at all.

Like a child who has been wronged and has a tantrum seeing his father, these magical powers want to be comforted by Bree.

The magic power is also slowly withdrawn into the Forbidden Forest Contract.

The door to the principal's office opened with relief, revealing the Forbidden Forest Contract with holes in it.

Bree stepped forward to comfort him, and the magic power in his hand slowly poured into the contract.

The form of a contract is a condensed set of contract rules.

It is not an entity, and the holes in the contract are not serious.

With the infusion of Brie's magic, the contract was quickly restored.

And the contract once again held up a barrier.

In an instant, it enveloped the entire Hogwarts, the Forbidden Forest, and the Black Lake, hiding this place.

"Oh, thank you, everything can be restored." Feeling the fluctuations of magic, Mag smiled with satisfaction.

"I hope you won't take a long leave this time, Bree." Professor McGonagall and an excited Professor Flitwick walked into the office.

Professor Flitwick tried to observe the Forbidden Forest Contract, but he couldn't see anything.

And Bree didn't give the contract to Mag, so it was better for him to keep it.

"You should go take a rest, Principal McGonagall. You are too tired during this period."

Bree didn't say anything about asking for leave. He might leave Hogwarts later, but by then, the so-called coexistence of wizards and Muggles is coming.

"Of course." Because the eighth floor is Mag's office, but it was moved to the old house on the second floor because of the Forbidden Forest contract.

Now that the influence of the contract is gone, Mag can rest on the eighth floor.

"Leave the Headmaster's Office with Professor Flitwick."

Professor Flitwick said: "Oh, Odd, I think Umbridge has left Hogwarts, so those educational orders..."

"Of course, get rid of them for free. No one likes them, so I'll leave it to you, Professor Flitwick."

"Of course, it's my honor, because Umbridge, we haven't had dueling club stuff for a few days."

Professor Flitwick smiled and ran quickly to his office. He had to arrange the duel that had been arranged long ago.

Here, Brie also walked towards the corner.

"Hey Brie, want to have a late night snack together?"

I just ate it not long ago...

Bree looked at Draco, who was leaning against the guardrail with his arms folded, and said with a smile: "Let's go to the turret. You can have some desserts after dinner."

Bri had no classes in the afternoon, and he also wanted to take a rest.

…

On the other side, Harry, who was taken to the underground level by Snape, had a grimace on his face.

Snape's office was filled with the smell of potions, which was extremely weird.

And in front of him, there were some tranquilizers.

I don't know how Snape did it. This potion was like his uncle's smelly socks, so disgusting.

"Drink it." Snape ordered with cold eyes and very concisely.

Harry had already adapted to it. He pinched his nose and drank it in one gulp.

Snape nodded with satisfaction, but soon turned cold again.

"Your nearest..." Snape stepped forward, indifferently took away the broken hair from Harry's forehead, looked at the lightning-shaped scar, with sadness hidden in his eyes, but said indifferently: "Is he still disturbing you?

?”

Harry shook his head slightly.

Snape took his hand away, concealed his emotions, and turned around to walk towards two chairs facing each other.

"He won't let you go. Don't be so stupid as to think everything is fine." Snape cursed.

Then he said contemptuously: "The speed at which you learn Occlumency is too slow, like a giant monster crawling on the ground."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Snape sat on one of the chairs and looked at Harry.

Harry hurriedly sat down on the chair opposite him nervously and resignedly. He was used to Snape's words, so there was nothing good about him.

"What I used on you before was Legilimency, a high-end technique that can probe the opponent's brain."

Using Legilimency to learn Occlumency is a quick way.

Hearing this, Harry was shocked and said: "So you have seen everything I was thinking before!"

Snape was silent and his eyes were motionless, penetrating like an abyss.

And Harry had sweat breaking out on his forehead.

"Humph, stupid brain." Snape said coldly.

Harry wanted to run away. The things he had been thinking about before were not just as simple as insulting Snape, but also some unspeakable things.

Snape obviously knew what Harry was thinking.

Snape held out a piece of paper in disgust and said: "This is the magic of Legilimency. You try to use it on me."

Getting started with Legilimency is easy, but mastering it is difficult.

But Harry looked at it for a while and didn't remember it.

"If you can't learn it, you can take it back and learn it slowly. Anyway, the sword is not on my head." Snape mocked: "Maybe this is to embarrass you. Even if you learn to die naturally, you may not be able to learn it.

.”

Harry glared at Snape.
To be continued...