Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

"It's just... I don't really want to pass through the territory of those spiders again..."

Blake nodded.. ......

"OK then."

"Don't fall asleep in Transfiguration class tomorrow."

The unicorn Karina neighed and jumped out.

It has to be said that unicorns are very good if they are only measured by the standards of horses.

Each of them is a good horse.

But... not many people can ride a unicorn and run freely like Blake...

This is the journey back.

But it is much safer than when we came here.

Together they passed the habitat of the ball-eating birds.

Blake also stopped to collect a number of stork feathers.

This bird cannot fly, but it can teleport.

Feathers are still very useful.

Next is the habitat of the silent bird.

This is a very beautiful bird.

Just never barks.

But when it calls out.

It's the time of death.

At that time, they will call out all the sounds they have heard in their lives, starting from the most recent one...

Blake paused again to collect some feathers.

The feathers of the Silent Bird can be used to make truth serum and memory potion, which is very useful.

I see Cassandra really likes this little bird.

Blake tamed one and gave it to her.

Since it was already past midnight...

So, the system's beautiful prompt sound rang in Blake's ears again.

Cassandra was delighted and gave Blake another silver treasure chest.

……

It was almost one in the morning.

Black and Cassandra returned to the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

They climbed off the unicorn's back.

Blake stroked the unicorn Karina's head.

The spirit whispered something in her ear.

Then Karina turned around and left happily.

Cassandra watched this strange scene in silence.

In fact, Cassandra has become somewhat immune to Blake's newfangled operations.

However, what happened tonight still gave her an unprecedented feeling.

tonight.

She rode on a beautiful unicorn.

I met the cute and adorable ball-eating bird.

Saw the majestic horned beast.

We also encountered a giant monster with a terrible stench.

I even had a race with a bunch of giant spiders that ate people without leaving any bones behind...

What happened this night.

It was much more exciting than anything she had experienced in most of her life.

"It seems... the feeling of adventure is pretty good too?"

……

Two days later.

Blake encountered an old house-elf in her dormitory.

Although he was wrapped in a Hogwarts house-elf tea towel.

But Blake recognized it at once.

He was not a house-elf at Hogwarts.

There was ferocity in the corners of his brows.

This is a house-elf who has fought before!

"My name is Gucci. I'm Baker's father."

The old elf bowed humbly to Black.

The look in his eyes when he looked at Blake was full of joy and obedience.

"This is the material you requested for 2.8. The old master said that he was a little slow because he helped you get a few extra copies."

Gucci said as he handed over a suitcase.

"Thank you, Gucci," Blake said happily.

Gucci showed an ecstatic expression.

"Oh! The young master is so handsome, so elegant. And still so humble, he actually thanked Gucci?!"

"Ding! Extreme joy and emotion detected."

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a silver treasure chest."

Blake looked at Gucci in surprise.

There are also many house-elves in Hogwarts.

When they saw the humble Blake.

I was also very touched and happy.

But no house-elf has ever been able to make Black drop even a treasure chest!

but now.

This is an elderly house-elf named Gucci.

He actually gave himself a treasure chest?

That can only explain one point!

This house-elf is definitely very powerful.

I can only say, he is worthy of being Grindelwald’s most trusted house-elf?

Every ethnic group has the potential to give birth to powerful individuals.

Blake thought that he could study the reasons behind Gucci's strength in the future.

If this is the factor that can become stronger.

If it can be applied to other house-elves...

You can train a powerful army of house-elfs.

then……

"Hiss... No... Something's wrong with me..."

Blake suddenly came to his senses.

It seems his thoughts have become a little dangerous...

Why did I suddenly think of training an army of house-elfs?

I am obviously a good person!

"Oh! The young master is exactly like the old master when he was young!"

Gucci exclaimed in amazement.

Blake:…….

Chapter 92: Nicolas Flamel's shock! This child's talent is a hundred times better than mine!

"Tuk Tuk Tuk!"

The bright sunshine shines into the windowsill.

A big, beautiful, fiery red bird was standing outside the window.

He tilted his head and pecked at the window.

It didn't take long.

There was movement in the room.

An old man in pajamas walked over with a unsteady step.

As soon as he saw the big bird.

A look of joy immediately appeared on his face.

He opened the window.

The big bird flew in.

Put the two letters on the windowsill.

"Oh, oh. Fox, I told you before that you can just come in, no need to knock."

The old man took out a box from the side.

Then he took out several small fish from the box and handed them to Fox.

Fox swallowed it in one gulp.

There was a hint of intoxication in his eyes.

Fox did not leave immediately.

Instead, he tilted his head and looked at the old man.

It seemed that she wanted to wait for him to finish reading the letter before bringing him a reply.

"Okay... I'll watch it now."

The old man understood Fox's urging.

He stroked Fox's beautiful feathers.

Then he picked up the two envelopes and took a look at them.

One of the letters was written in unfamiliar handwriting.

The other letter had the familiar cursive handwriting with circles within circles.

He picked up the letter with cursive handwriting.

Then he sat on the sofa and read it carefully.

“So that’s how it is…”