Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

There are also many nervous people.

For example, Neville.

For example, Hermione was chattering in front of a book called "Quidditch Through the Ages".

Hermione was indeed nervous.

After all, flying is a minority.

Skills that cannot be immediately understood and mastered just by reading books.

Blake greeted her.

Then he walked towards the Hufflepuff table.

But she was totally absorbed in that Quidditch book.

She seemed to be completely unaware that someone was calling her.

At the Hufflepuff table.

Cedric was enthusiastically explaining to his junior classmates the tricks of flying a broom.

Because he started last year.

It's Hufflepuff's Seeker.

have to say.

Cedric went into detail.

Blake was listening and eating breakfast.

After listening to it once, I felt like I had learned it.

Of course, he couldn't rule out the possibility that he was just using his brain.

The body is not in a good condition.

but……

It wasn't like he was going to make a splash in flying lessons anyway.

So I didn’t really care.

after all……

It is important for people to know themselves.

He hasn't even opened up any talents or skills related to flying lessons yet.

Although the incarnation of the bird flew by more than once.

But in the end it's just like flying on a broomstick.

It's completely different.

Blake still thinks stability comes first.

That's why he really listened to Cedric's explanation.

at this time.

There seemed to be some commotion at the Gryffindor table.

Blake looked over.

It turned out to be Malfoy.

After Malfoy suffered a loss at his hands.

Then he successfully discovered his true enemy.

"Po Te!"

"No one in your family sends you anything?"

Harry almost stood up and fought him.

But he was stopped by someone.

Malfoy was like this, at the Slytherin table.

Provocatively in Harry's face.

Open the candy sent from your home.

Harry was so angry that his teeth were itching.

Soon after.

Neville received a memory ball sent to him by his grandmother.

It was a glass ball the size of a marble.

The inside seemed to be filled with white smoke.

Just squeeze it.

Then.

If you forgot to do something.

The memory ball will turn red.

At this moment, Neville looked at the bright red memory ball in his hand with a confused look on his face.

"Oh no, what did I forget?"

Then Malfoy went over to pick a fight.

He snatched the memory ball from Neville's hand.

Harry, Ron and the others stood up immediately.

The two sides confronted each other.

Black sat at the Hufflepuff table with a bowl in hand, watching the show.

These two love and hate each other.

Blake had absolutely no desire to intervene.

at this time.

Harry actually had an urge to take this opportunity to fight with Malfoy.

It's a pity that he is not as free and easy as his father.

Blake guessed.

If it was James Potter.

Maybe Malfoy was already lying on the ground.

Maybe there's a fist mark on his face or something.

but.

The fight never happened.

Because Professor McGonagall showed up.

"what happened?"

"Malfoy stole my Remembrano!" Neville complained.

Malfoy threw the Remembrano back.

"Just wait and see!" he said gloomily.

After speaking, he ran away.

Professor McGonagall glanced at the little lions of her own house with a warning look.

Let them not act rashly.

Then he walked quickly towards Blake.

"Hmm?" Blake put down his bowl.

He wondered if he hadn't had time to commit any crime today.

"Mr. Green, Professor Dumbledore asked me to give this to you."

Professor McGonagall handed Black a black notebook.

"Oh...thank you, Professor McGonagall."

Blake took the black book.

The cover of this book...

With Black's knowledge of magical creatures.

You can see it at a glance.

This is made of black dragon skin.

The cover alone is so expensive.

You can imagine how precious this book is.

Moreover, judging from the white marks on the black dragon's skin.

This book seems to have a certain history.

Professor McGonagall had already hurried away.

Blake put the book on the table.

Open slowly.

I just happened to see a note stuck on the title page.

The circles of handwriting on the note.

Very iconic.

"This is a small test given to you by my old friend."

“Just read through and master the knowledge in this book.”

"You have passed the test."

"When the time comes, his collection of books will be at your disposal."

"This is a great opportunity, Blake. Don't miss it."

"come on!"

Blake put the note away.

He looked at the book with great interest on his face.

Call it a test.

But there isn't even a deadline?

In other words.

There is no time limit.

This also shows the self-confidence of the owner of this book.

Watch it for as long as you want.

If you don't understand.

Don't worry about my collection of books.

Blake opened the book.

I saw that what was recorded in the book was indeed the knowledge of alchemy.

Blake's eyes lit up.

As expected of you.