Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

"But! I absolutely cannot tolerate you directly interfering in that child's education!"

"You can only communicate with him through me! You can't contact the child yourself!"

Dumbledore straightened up.

"Beck, do you remember this?"

"Yeah..." Baker nodded.

"Then go ahead and don't miss a word."

"Yes Yes."

……

Nurmengard.

Grindelwald angrily threw the notebook in his hand away.

"asshole!"

"You, Dumbledore or something, are taking care of a child?!"

"Can you carry it?"

"You can't take it!"

"You don't have that ability, you know that?!"

……

at this time.

Blake certainly didn't know that.

Because of him.

Dumbledore and Grindelwald started arguing again.

him at this time.

Holding a textbook.

Together with two roommates.

Walk towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Dabao quietly poked his little head out from his pocket.

The pockets created by the levitation cloak also come with a traceless stretching spell.

It can easily fit a Niffler.

When Blake came to the classroom.

There are already many people sitting in the classroom.

Hermione was sitting in a chair in the third row.

Studying the Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook carefully.

At this time, Wayne and Roger also discovered Hermione.

Roger suddenly said, "Boss, do you want to continue to 'comfort' that girl this time?"

"Nonsense! The boss must be going. Didn't you see that there's still no one sitting next to that girl?"

"This proves that the boss's 'consolation' last time didn't work!"

"That girl still hasn't made any friends!"

"Our boss is a partner of justice."

"Of course I won't sit idly by!"

"Boss! Come on! We support you!"

After Wayne said a bunch of nonsense that was taken for granted.

He just took Roger and ran away.

"What the hell..."

Blake was in tears.

But he had made up all this nonsense last night.

I can only blame myself.

but……

For Blake, who has a thick skin like a city wall.

There's nothing wrong with just sitting next to Hermione.

"Good morning, Hermione."

"Have you eaten breakfast?"

"I didn't see you in the auditorium this morning."

Hermione looked up and gave Black a sullen look.

"Excuse me, what time do you get up?"

"Um... half past eight... you didn't get up early to prepare for the textbook, did you?"

Hermione said, "Of course! I have to prepare first, otherwise what if I don't understand what the professor says?"

"I don't think you need to prepare... because Professor Quirrell will read it to you again later..."

Chilo's teaching style is very simple.

As a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Don’t demonstrate if you can avoid it.

He read the textbook haltingly.

Tell a vampire story you made up.

Try to clear yourself of suspicion.

Then hold on until the end of get out of class.

Even if the mission is completed.

You can even go to his classes without a wand.

"How do you know? You haven't been to Professor Quirrell's class."

"Because someone went there yesterday... I heard them say that."

"Huh?" Hermione suddenly saw the treasure in Black's pocket.

"what is this?"

Dabao's cute appearance really touches girls' hearts.

As expected, Hermione spotted him right away.

"Oh... this is my pet, Dabao."

Blake said.

He took Dabao out of his pocket.

"So...so cute! Can I touch it?"

"Of course you can!"

Dabao sat up.

He pointed at Hermione and started to make comments.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak! (What level are you! You want to touch me too?!)"

Blake raised his hand.

He pressed his hand on Dabao.

"Love Massage!"

"Squeak~(oωo)"

I won the big prize of Blake's Love Massage.

I felt so happy that my eyes turned white.

He fell on the table, unable to resist any longer.

"Wow! It's so cute! I touched it and it seemed very comfortable!"

Blake's moves.

Hermione was completely oblivious.

I thought my technique was very professional.

At this time, Dabao was so happy that he felt weak all over.

Let Hermione do whatever she wants.

Naturally, there is no way to express opposition anymore.

at this time.

The cute Dabao attracted all the girls in the classroom.

After all, this thing is really cute.

See the girls gathered around.

A tear slowly flowed from the corner of Dabao's eye.

"Squeak~ (Boss, you are not a human! Not a human!)"

Blake touched Dabao's head.

"Thank you for your hard work!"

Then he quietly put a gold galleon in its paw.

Dabao touched the gold galleon.

He lifted it up and sat up.

He stuffed the gold Galleons into his pocket with excitement.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak! (Can't you just give me the money next time?)"

After receiving the money, Dabao changed his dead fish-like state.

Started to act cute on the table...

"Wow! It's so smart!"

"Oh, it's so furry and soft!"

"Little Niffler was born to be eaten by his mother! rua!"

"Hey, who are you, mom?"

……

Wayne looked at the girls gathered there with envy and jealousy.

"Roger, you said I should go buy another Niffler now. Is it too late?"

"What? You still want your pants to be buttonless?!"

"hiss……"

"An... quiet... I... we're going to... start class."

Professor Quirrell's timid voice.

Came from outside the door.