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

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but feel a little ashamed of myself for making such a request.

"Okay, I promise! Don't worry, I will tell my friends about these things.……"

Filch looked embarrassed.

"You just need to go to Foley's Pharmacy in Diagon Alley to buy it. Oh, I have two bottles here that you can use first."

"Thank you so much!"

Filch took the potion handed to him by Brown and carefully put it into his pocket.

"It doesn't matter, I love helping others.

By the way, Mr. Filch.

I am really sorry for my illegal activities.……"

"Forbidden? Mr. Foley, I only saw a little wizard who was eager to learn and couldn't wait to explore the door of truth!

Oh, really, I have to go now. Clean up the attic!

Goodbye, have a nice day!"

After that, Filch left happily with his cat Mrs. Norris.

"It seems that I need to tell my father about this as soon as possible. Let him prepare well."

Muttering to himself, Brown seemed to think of the Ministry of Magic's hustle and bustle in dealing with the Squib Parade.

"Quack!"

"Eat! Eat! Eat"177"! How can a toad like you catch insects and eat human food all day long?"

""Quack!"

Jerry continued to stare with his dead eyes.

Brown muttered:

"Sooner or later I will poison you to death."

But despite saying this, his body still walked towards the auditorium.

The auditorium is located on the right side of the second floor, where the Transfiguration class will be held soon.

Because he arrived early, the auditorium was relatively empty at the moment.

Except for a few professors eating at the teacher's seat, there was only one person at the long table of Slytherin.

The meal time for students is different from that for teachers.

So Braun sat at the table and waited for a while.

He was bored and teased his purple toad.

As the clock in the auditorium pointed to seven, all kinds of breakfasts appeared on the originally empty table.

Pies, pumpkin porridge, apple pie sandwiches, etc.

After half a year of baptism, Braun has become accustomed to these English breakfasts.

Picking up a cup of warm milk and a few golden pies with meaty aroma,

Braun ate by himself.

I have to say that what his house-elves said was right.

The craftsmanship of the house-elves in Hogwarts is indeed very good.

"You're here early, Braun."

A gentle girl called out beside Braun.

"I'm used to getting up early every day to study potions at home.

I can't change it in a short time after coming to Hogwarts.

What about you, Daphne?"

"Me? I've always been a light sleeper. I was a little uncomfortable living with my roommates last night. They kept yelling, and Pansy……"

Then he looked at Braun.

"About me?"

Brawne asked with some surprise.

Mr. Foley had already complained to the head of the Parkinson family about the absurd marriage.

He thought the matter was over.

Daphne hesitated:

"Said some unpleasant things"

""Oh, I see."

After agreeing, Brown concentrated on the pie in front of him.

This made Daphne feel a little strange.

The two were silent for a while, and finally Daphne couldn't help herself:

"Don't you feel angry?

If I knew someone was saying bad things about me behind my back, I would……"

"Daphne!"

Brown had finished his pie and wiped his mouth and greasy fingers with a napkin.

"Daphne, ever since I officially came into contact with magic,

I have understood a truth.

For wizards, truth or power is the real pursuit of wizards.

The others are not important.

Bloodline? Glory? Bad reputation?

These are all by-products in the pursuit of truth.

Just like humans never care about the ants screaming at their feet, nor will they apologize to them for stepping on them to death.

I don't care about the gossip behind my back.

It can't have any impact on me, nor will it hinder my strength.

Well, see you later, Daphne.

I think Professor Snape has something to talk to me about."

Seeing Brown was about to leave:

"Braun, what if they affect you?"

Braun paused:

"It's just an ant. Since it's affecting me, I'll just... crush it to death.……"

"What's wrong? Professor Snape?"

Brawne followed Snape to his somewhat dark office.

He didn't understand why he was called here.

Snape didn't keep him in suspense.

"Your father came to me and asked me to urge you not to be lazy after coming to school."

"Of course, I don't! Fifty bottles a day?"

Braun looked at the various biological specimens soaked in formalin in Snape's office with interest. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!) and answered nonchalantly

"Twenty bottles."

Then he explained:

"This is to give you enough time to study.

And from now on, come to my office after dinner every evening and I will continue to teach you new potion knowledge."[]

""Okay, no problem. Oh, I found something very interesting!"

Braun picked up a dragon embryo in a glass bottle and observed it carefully.

"What?"

Snape frowned at Braun's behavior.

But he didn't say anything after all.

"I discovered that the Seed of Alienation can increase the magic power of the Squib and even allow it to use magic!"

""What!"

Snape said with some loss of composure. It was common knowledge in the wizarding world that Squibs could not use magic.

Wizards had been exploring this issue for thousands of years but had never been able to achieve any results.

"Did you do an experiment?"

"I gave Filch an alien seed.

And I found that the alien seed had grown a new plant.

The gray-black color seemed to be somewhat malnourished."

It seemed that this was not specific enough.

He directly let go of the memory and let Snape explore it.

After reading the memory, Snape took a deep breath and suppressed the shock in his heart.

"Nonsense! Do you know the consequences of this?"

"Of course, it's just that the Ministry of Magic is paying more and more attention to this kind of power.."

"Since you know……"

"Professor Snape. There is a saying in the East that water can carry a boat but can also overturn it.

There are quite a few Squibs in the wizarding world. If they can be mobilized to march to the Ministry of Magic."

Snape is obviously not as optimistic as Braun:

"You have to know that since these Squibs can be used by you, the Ministry of Magic can also use this method to force you."

"But that is the next minister's business, isn't it?

And as long as I can keep innovating new potions, I will never be targeted by anyone!

The strength of wizards is always their own strength!"

Looking at the spirited child in front of him,

Snape couldn't help but think of himself in the past, who was so proud and obsessed with powerful strength.

"I hope he doesn't follow in my footsteps."

Snape sighed in his heart.

"So why are you telling me this?"

"I want you to help tell my father about this.

As a school teacher, I think you should be able to contact him faster than an owl.

I want the fishing reel to start first!"

Snape pondered for a while.

"Okay, I'll tell him. I'll have to see him for details."

""Okay. If there's nothing else, I'll go to class first."

Snape nodded.

After spending some time in Snape's classroom, Brown had to speed up and run to the Transfiguration classroom as soon as possible.

"Damn it! The stairs are moving!"

Braun's face looked uncertain.

He almost missed a step when he was climbing the stairs just now.

But if he continued to change the route, it would definitely take a lot of time.

"Wingardium Leviosa! Hold on tight, Jerry! We're going up!"

""Quack!"

Braun cast a levitation spell on himself.

Then he jumped when the stairs were closest to the second floor.

With the help of the levitation spell, Braun easily jumped to the second floor.

He looked at his pocket watch and ran to the Transfiguration classroom without delay.

The classroom was very noisy. An American shorthair cat was standing on the desk and staring at the group of happy little wizards.

"Professor McGonagall!"

Brawne first bowed respectfully to Professor McGonagall's Animagus and then sat down next to Hermione who kept waving at him.

"Why are you here so late?"

"Professor Snape wants to talk to me about something.

By the way, how was your day yesterday?

Did you get along well with your new friends?"

Braun asked, opening the book.

"Okay, but I always feel like they're not very���"You love me."

Hermione said with a bit of disappointment in her tone.

"Oh? Really? How did you chat with them?

Did you show off the knowledge you read in the book to them again?"

Hermione couldn't help but blush:

"I thought I would have something to talk about with them.

But they didn't seem to be very interested."