Hogwarts: Breaking off the engagement at the beginning and marrying Hermione instead

"Ron, have you ever thought about this? This is such a coincidence.

And not only this time, but also the last time he took us to that corridor and encountered the three-headed dog.

And he has a good relationship with Snape.……"

""Enough!"

Ron shouted loudly, causing the surrounding little lions to look sideways, not understanding what had just happened.

""Okay, Harry. It's time for class. Stop guessing."

Ron whispered to Harry.

Then he left the hall without looking back.

Harry stared at his friend in a daze. He sighed and looked disappointed.

But he cheered up soon and looked at Brown who was rubbing his head and eating a sandwich with a firm look in his eyes:

"I will find out what you are up to. Ron, I will prove it to you."

……

In November, the weather started to get colder.

Heavy snow came as expected.

The mountains around Hogwarts were covered with white snow.

The wide Black Lake also froze, becoming cold and hard.

Some naughty Muggle wizards found skates from somewhere and skated on the wide Black Lake.

Of course, this also attracted the attention of professors.

They warned students not to try skating to avoid falling into the Black Lake and catching a cold.

But this could not stop the enthusiasm of the little wizards.

Especially the little lions of Gryffindor.

They enjoyed falling on the lake, standing up, and falling again.

It seemed that this was a very interesting game for them.

"The fluorescent spell is composed of a very inert element.

Only by making these elements agitated can the spell complete the property change."

Braun muttered to himself, taking his eyes off the microscope.

This is an alchemical item he bought from his father.

It can observe the properties and the most basic units of the constituent materials of the spell.

It is a must-have equipment for many spell researchers.

Of course, the price is not cheap.

It cost a thousand Galleons.

If the Fry family had not made a lot of money from selling potions during this period,

Mr. Fry would not have been willing to buy such an expensive thing for Braun.

Taking a sip of the slightly cold coffee,

Braun looked up and looked out the window.

It was still dark.

But a A tall man wearing a moleskin coat, rabbit fur gloves and huge beaver boots was defrosting the Quidditch pitch with a broom.

Yes, this man was Hagrid.

It was the Quidditch season again.

He needed to secure the field. To prevent the grass from freezing.

With a deep breath, Brown cast another fluorescent spell and added a trace of dark magic.

The originally stable ball of light began to resist after the magic entered.

It was like an uninvited guest mixed in with a group of sardines.

Soon the two canceled each other out.

Disappeared.

"Alas, I failed again."

Braun sighed.

This was the result of his recent research.

As for the magic that could cause the fluorescence riot, he called it dark magic.

It was a kind of power that he naturally comprehended through his talent [Son of Darkness].

This power and his own magic were like two double tracks that were parallel to each other and did not conflict with each other.

After his attempts, this magic had a blessing effect on some curses, such as petrification and fainting.

It could make it more powerful.

But for some ordinary spells, such as cleaning,

Fluorescent flashes and the like are not only unhelpful but will cause spells to fail.

In addition, they are comprehended through the gift [Son of Darkness].

So he calls it dark magic.

After checking the time,

Braun packed up his things and left the fourth-floor classroom where Snape taught him.

It's not that he didn't want to go to the Room of Requirement.

But he always felt that the old bee would have some means to monitor the place.

This was not his groundless guess.

Dumbledore has been teaching here for too long.

He didn't believe that he knew nothing.

Instead of rushing in and arousing the vigilance of the old bee, it is better to stay in the classroom prepared by Snape for himself and study hard.

This will also make him appear less noticeable.

Although a lot of time has passed since he defeated the troll.

The little wizards no longer stare at him curiously.

But even so, Braun still has to greet some little wizards who call his name from time to time.

To show that he is not so arrogant.

……

The Quidditch match came as scheduled.

Brown did not leave alone. Instead , he sat not far from Snape in a robe with a constant temperature spell cast on it. He watched the Quidditch players running on the field, pretending to be very excited. In his ears, he heard Lee Jordan's malicious and biased commentary:

"The Quaffle was grabbed by Angelina, the Gryffindor Chaser. Oh! What a charming girl! Shame on the Slytherins for trying to grab her ball! Shame on them!…～～…"

"Jordan!"

Professor McGonagall called out his name in dissatisfaction.

"Oh sorry Professor! A great pass! The ball is passed to Arya! Too bad the ball is snatched away by Slytherin's captain, Marcus. Is he going to score?

No! The stupid and arrogant Slytherin is defeated by Wood's interception!

Gryffindor must win! Defeat those despicable Slytherins!"

……

Brown shook his head.

He didn't really like this sport, but he still came.

In Quidditch class, he also tried to ride a broomstick.

How to say it, it was just average.

The speed was not very fast but not slow either.

Maybe it was because he was not as obsessed with this game as these wizards.

So for him, the broomstick was just a tool

""Roar! Gryffindor will win!"

As Gryffindor scored a goal, a huge banner was opened in the Gryffindor audience.

A lion was roaring with its mouth wide open.

Under the lion was the words"Gryffindor will win".

And it would shout it every once in a while.

This made the little lions in Gryffindor very happy.

From time to time, they looked at the Slytherin next to them with provocative eyes.

Seeing this scene, Brown was a little amused.

He didn't know what was going on.

Slytherin and Gryffindor always bumped into each other.

In class, in the stadium audience seats, etc.

It was as if the two were born to conflict.

Slytherin, who was a little angry because of losing a goal, was already unhappy enough.

How could he bear the provocation of these little lions and angrily cursed:

"These arrogant Gryffindors!

We should really teach them a lesson!"

Zabini said indignantly.

The other little snakes did the same. They all cursed with dissatisfaction.

Then they all turned their heads to look at Braun who was watching the game with great interest.

"What's wrong?"

"Braun, can you help us get one too?"

"Yes! It is said that their banner was made by a first-year student.

You are the most accomplished in magic among our Slytherin first-year students." (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"……"

Listening to his classmates' endless pleas,

Braun sighed:

"Okay. But we are missing a sheet."

"Use mine! I'll get it!"[]

Without waiting for Braun to finish,

Zabini volunteered to run to the bedroom.

Soon, he ran over with a bed sheet.

Braun waved a spell, and the color of the bed sheet turned green.

Then he used another spell to conjure a huge silver snake on it.

It took a full half an hour.

An extremely huge flag floated above the Slytherin audience seats.

The originally majestic lion of Gryffindor was like a poor kitten in front of the giant snake.

Under the snake was a request from his classmates.

It said"Must win! Defeat Gryffindor!"

Although Braun felt it was shameful, he still did it.

But according to the plot, these little snakes should be disappointed in a while.

"See? Your flag looks like a kitten."

Zabini proudly showed off to the Gryffindor on his other side.

"Besides, it was just one goal. Oh, did you see we scored a goal? You little sick cats."

Sabini's expression made the Gryffindor so angry that he wanted to beat him up.

Snape nodded with satisfaction when he saw his house scored a goal.

Obviously, he was always happy to make Gryffindor lose face.

"Foul, foul! Give him a red card!"

Some Gryffindors shouted angrily after seeing Slytherin maliciously hit him.

"Those despicable Slytherins have cheated again!"

"Shameful,……"

"Jordan! I warn you!"

Professor McGonagall shouted in a low voice.

Li Jordan also seemed a little afraid.

"All right, all right. Gryffindor gets to take the free throw! The game continues!"

……

Brown didn't look at the students around him who were arguing with the Gryffindor next door.

Instead, he looked up at Harry Potter, who was flying freely in the sky.

He was like a bird that had returned to the sky. He was flying happily in the blue sky that belonged to him. He was looking for the golden snitch that was nowhere to be found.

He looked down at Quirrell not far away.

He saw him watching the Quidditch game with a cowardly look:

"｀.I wonder if Quirrell will cast a spell on Harry again."

During this period, Quirrell was so enthusiastic towards him that he not only gave him extra points in class but also gave him some small gifts from time to time.

This made Browne more and more wary of Quirrell.

He knew that this idiot who was fooled by Voldemort must have some purpose.

But he didn't know it very well.

This also made him pay more and more attention to his own safety. He even said that he basically never went through the Defense Against the Dark Arts class alone.

Every time he acted with his roommate.

Speaking of this, he couldn't help but look at Ron worriedly, always feeling that he had become a little different from before. He began to be a little distant from himself.

Suddenly Browne heard bursts of exclamations from all around.

He couldn't help but frowned.

Looking up, he saw that Harry's broom was constantly rolling and swaying left and right as if it had a gust of wind.

It shook Harry up and down.

It was like an angry bull trying to throw the matador off its body.

Then it trampled heavily.

"Sure enough, Quirrell took action!"

Brown looked in Quirrell's direction.

He was staring at Harry in the sky with an expressionless face.

He was muttering something silently.

Because everyone's attention was on Harry in the sky, no one noticed his current appearance.

He looked at Snape who was not far away from him.

Like Quirrell, he was also muttering something.

But compared with Quirrell, he looked around from time to time, which made him look more suspicious.

"Braun!"

Braun turned his head and saw Hermione trying to squeeze over here.

"What are you doing here?"

Braun lowered his voice.

"I'm here to save Harry! It must be Snape!"

Then he pulled out his wand angrily and released a magical flame.

"It's not Snape! Look at Quirrell!"

Brawne saw that it was too late for him to take action. He could only pull Hermione, who was still a little angry, and point at Quirrell who was still muttering not far away.

"How come he also……"

"Professor Quirrell has a problem. Although I don't know what it is."

Brawne gave Hermione some hints.

Snape also found that his robe was on fire.

But looking at Harry who was still swaying in the air, he thought for a moment and rushed towards Quirrell who was not far away and hit him hard.

At this time, Harry in the sky also became normal.

The broom no longer swayed left and right.

"

Did you see that?���As soon as the professor stopped the spell, Harry recovered! Okay, go back quickly!

Otherwise, if someone sees you coming to Slytherin, you will definitely be beaten."

""Don't you protect me?"

Hermione said with a thoughtful look, then smiled.

But she didn't stay any longer. She hurried back.

Although she was assured that she would not be hurt by Braun's protection, as a smart girl, she would not let Braun lose face.

"How is it?"

Ron asked in a worried voice.

"Solved."

Hermione replied.

Harry in the sky returned to normal, and at the same time he saw the Golden Snitch not far from the ground.

Without hesitation, he dived straight down.

"Oh! Look at Harry Potter from Gryffindor! What is he doing?

Harry was on his knees.

He looked like he was going to vomit.

"Foul! Landing is not allowed in Quidditch games!"