Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

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"So...what's going on with Quirrell?"

"Although Black's illumination spell is outrageous, it won't be enough to knock Quirrell down directly, right?"

"As Madam Pomfrey suspected."

"He must have been in the Albanian forest before."

"When I was tortured by that vampire and the old witch."

"The aftereffects left behind."

"So one is hit by the strong light of Blake."

“I got sick straight away.”

"really?"

"Of course!"

"I was having my eyes checked at the school hospital at the time..."

"I heard it from Madam Pomfrey herself."

"Hmm... Did you see Professor Quirrell take off his big scarf?"

“Is that big scarf full of garlic?”

"The big scarf has indeed been taken off."

“There’s no garlic!”

"But I saw a big scar on the back of his head."

"It's like it was burned by fire..."

……

"Ding! The golden treasure chest is opening!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the ultimate talent in potion science!"

Room of Requirement.

Blake sat alone in front of the cabin.

Opening the treasure chest while taking a rest.

"Well, the talent for Potions has been revealed."

"Then the talent-related rewards should be basically complete."

Blake nodded in satisfaction.

At least, I have a talent for potions.

You don't have to worry about the old bat's troubles.

after all……

The old bat would give any student except Slytherin a hard time.

This is the experience that seniors share with freshmen.

Blake turned his attention to the diamond chest.

He hesitated.

Finally decided not to open it for the time being.

I've been opening treasure chests quite a lot recently.

Skills and talents are all developed.

Reward from diamond chest.

It seems that I am not so eager now.

So Blake decided to stock up on some treasure chests first.

Reward from the Supreme Treasure Chest.

There is only one ancient magic.

He always felt that his cards were not enough.

Perhaps it's time to seek another Supreme Treasure Chest.

I want to get the Supreme Treasure Box directly.

That probability is still too low.

Direct synthesis is the safest option.

Fortunately, the Supreme Treasure Chest only requires seven diamond treasure chests to be synthesized.

At his current treasure chest-clearing speed...

I believe it won't be long.

You will get a supreme treasure chest!

Blake thought about this.

He stood up directly.

Then walk to a devil's snare.

The Devil's Snare is originally very aggressive.

In front of Blake.

But he is very docile.

Blake held out his palm.

The green magic power of the Archdruid slowly poured into the body of the Devil's Snare.

With the input of the Archdruid's magic.

The note of the devil's snare became deeper and deeper...

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"You loser!"

"No! Please spare me!"

Quirrell's screams echoed throughout his office.

After returning from the school hospital.

Voldemort really began the torture.

If it weren't for the soundproofing magic in Quirrell's office.

Quirrell's screams could be heard throughout Hogwarts.

After a long time 2.7.

The screams in the office gradually subsided.

All that was left was Quirrell's soft sobs.

"That boy!"

Voldemort's voice sounded in the back of Quirrell's head.

At this time, on the back of his head.

Voldemort's face loomed over the scar that looked like it had been burned by fire.

"Yes! My Lord, I will definitely take Harry Potter..."

"It's not Potter! It's that boy... Black Green!"

"Yes, Master. He...what happened to him?"

"Idiot! Don't you feel his strange magic?"

"Yes... I felt it." Quirrell said timidly.

"I've never seen magic like that..."

"At his age, he can't learn any advanced magic."

"So, this must be a natural talent that he was born with."

"I am very interested in his talent, Quirrell."

"Didn't you notice that your body has gotten better after being hit by his strange magic?"

"A strange illumination spell, and a strange magic that can be attached to the illumination spell..."

"I will help the master find out!"

"No...I want to come in person..."

Quirrell's body trembled.

"Why...are you unwilling to hand over control of your body?"

"No... I dare not. Everything I have belongs to you, my master..."

"When is Black's next Defense Against the Dark Arts class?"

"Master, you want to teach in person?"

"I'm only interested in him! You can take your other classes on your own!"

"By the way, he seems to admire you very much... maybe you can..."

Chapter 67: Dumbledore's extraordinary talent shocked him! The Grindelwald family's collection of books!

The History of Magic class was just as rumored.

boring.

The entire class was awful except the professor was a ghost.

There is no highlight.

Black had read all the books on the history of magic before.

With his memory.

There is no need to listen to Professor Binns' hypnotic lectures anymore.

and.

Professor Binns still uses lesson plans from hundreds of years ago when giving lectures.

Nothing new.

Even asking questions is rare.

This is a boring class that can't earn me any credits in my college.

All the little wizards felt drowsy.

It was like being hit by a mass coma spell.

After half a class.

Only Hermione's furry little head was left, still barely able to attend the class.

And write down some of the dates mentioned by Professor Binns in a notebook.

It seemed as if she was immune to Professor Binns' hypnotic attacks!

As for everyone else.

Most of them have already fallen into a sweet dream.

A small part of what's left.