Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

The wizard could easily remove the stain. He had to scrub for more than an hour!

Blake rubbed his chin.

Then he took out a palm-sized piece of parchment and a pen with special ink from his pocket.

Then he wrote a few ancient runes on the parchment, and handed each one to Filch.

Filch was a little confused about what he was doing. However, due to his previous trust in him, he did not ask immediately. Soon, Black had written ten sheets.

"Mr. Filch, these are ten magical talismans with cleaning power. If there are any stains that cannot be cleaned, you can just press hard on these dots. When you notice that the paper starts to heat up, throw it on the place you want to clean."

Black was not afraid that Filch could not use these charms because Squibs were different from Muggles. Compared with Muggles, Squibs could not cast magic, but they actually had magic in their bodies.

This is why some things that only wizards can see can also be seen by Squibs.

Filch looked at the parchment in his hand in surprise, doubting whether it was really as useful as Black said.

"I'm leaving now. Good night, Mr. Filch." Black said and left.

Filch looked at the parchment in his hand. Although he didn't know if it was really effective, but... he was tired of cleaning up those damn messes!

Filch came to a large puddle of dirt. The stench immediately hit his nose. This made Filch furious. He had just heard Black's footsteps when he was cleaning the mess.

It's really hard to clean up! Damn it! Can't you just not throw in the dung balls!

Filch picked up a piece of parchment. He looked at the parchment and found a small red dot underneath the strange symbols. It was just big enough to place a finger.

So Filch pressed it without hesitation. After a while, he felt the parchment begin to heat up. Filch quickly threw the parchment on the pile of dirt.

next second...

"Whoosh!"

Filch only felt a flash of light before his eyes. Then the stain that he had been cleaning for more than an hour disappeared without a trace! Filch was ecstatic.

The effect is similar to when a wizard casts a cleansing spell!

In other words... this piece of parchment makes him a dud.

He also possessed abilities similar to magic! So...if he learned these strange symbols.

Could it be possible to perform magic indirectly?! The more Filch thought about it, the more excited he became. He then put away the remaining nine pieces of parchment as if they were treasures.

……

Because it’s only eleven o’clock, it’s still early.

So Blake didn't go back to the dormitory. Instead, he went directly to the Room of Requirement to do some experiments.

Unlike Babel, Blake, who had used the cheat, gained a lot after experimenting.

He finally understood the detailed meaning of this ancient rune which means "control".

This is a perfect collection of ancient runes representing the six directions: up, down, left, right, front, back, and right!

Because these six runes were deleted and changed a lot in order to merge into one symbol, Professor Babeling did not recognize it.

After deleting some strokes, it was combined very harmoniously into an ancient rune!

"Control?" Blake's eyes flashed with surprise. "If that's the case... then we can try this!"

Blake took out his alchemical materials and began to work hard!

……

Nurmengard.

Gucci stood hunched in front of Grindelwald.

"Master, why don't you leave this place... The environment here is not good for your health."

Grindelwald sat in the corner. Although he was still as thin as before and looked fragile, his eyes regained their spirit.

"I can't leave here," Grindelwald said. "As long as I'm here, those people won't have any other ideas..."

Gucci knew that the people Grindelwald was talking about were the diehard fans who followed Grindelwald in the past.

After Grindelwald was defeated, they all fled. Many have not been caught even to this day.

If Grindelwald leaves Nurmengard now, those guys will definitely gather around Grindelwald again.

But... Grindelwald no longer has the desire to fight.

After all, he was old, and he didn't want to be dragged into another battle with Dumbledore by his diehard fans.

Grindelwald no longer wanted to be hostile to Dumbledore.

"Hasn't he found him yet? The person who brought Blake out of the biological institution..."

Gucci said in a trembling voice: "Gucci is useless! Gucci... Gucci can't find out the identity of that person. But... Gucci thinks he must be the master's follower!"

Grindelwald glanced at Gucci.

"You mean to say that he wants to use Blake to cheer me up?"

"It's possible, old master. When you decided to give up resistance, many people were not willing to accept it." Gucci said in a sharp voice.

Grindelwald laughed. "If that's the case, he's halfway to success. I've certainly cheered myself up, and I've found something else to look forward to."

"But, there is one thing he is destined to be disappointed with... because things like that before... even if I leave here... I will never do it again."

……

Over the next few days, Blake became elusive again. Except for class time and detention, he was nowhere to be seen.

Cassandra and Hermione naturally knew that this guy must have hidden in the Room of Requirement.

But he had said before that the Room of Requirement was dangerous right now, so he told them not to come for the time being.

Therefore, although they didn't know what Blake was busy with, they didn't disturb him directly.

It wasn't until dinner time that day that they saw Blake wolfing down his food in the auditorium.

Seeing this scene, they knew that no matter what this guy was doing, it must have been completed now.

"Hey, you. You haven't been seen for several days. What have you been doing?"

Cassandra questioned, sitting directly next to him.

Unlike Hermione, who at least got to see this guy during class.

But she hardly saw him during this period.

After all, Slytherins rarely have classes with Hufflepuffs.

Blake put down the chicken drumstick in his hand and said in a slightly excited tone: "I made something very interesting!"

Blake's words immediately aroused the curiosity of the little wizards nearby.

"What is it?" Hannah asked curiously. "Is it new kitchen utensils?"

"No, with my cooking skills, I don't need any new kitchen utensils to make delicious meals." Blake denied.

Hannah immediately turned around and reflected. "If I want to make delicious food, I need good kitchen utensils... It seems that I am still far from it..."

"What is that?" Hermione was even more curious. After all, she was a Gryffindor.

"Is it something delicious?" Cedric also came over, "I heard that you are helping Professor Sprout grow some fruits and vegetables for everyone to eat."

"Well... I also heard from Professor Sprout that the fruits you grow... taste very good, so..." Cedric swallowed.

"The fruits and vegetables in the orchard can indeed be picked soon. But... they are not what I said." Blake denied again.

"What is that? I'll tell you! You'd better tell me quickly! Don't force me to kneel down and beg you!" Roger Malone said seriously.

"Do you want to watch it in 097?" Blake looked at the professors who were having a meal in the faculty seats with an embarrassed look on his face.

"Just look at it here... Is it some contraband?" Cedric's eyes immediately lit up.

"Prohibited? It shouldn't be prohibited." Black scratched his head.

"Hey, come and take it out and let us see it!" Hermione also urged.

Blake looked around and saw that the people around him were gradually paying attention. He secretly said that the time had come.

"If that's the case, then you better watch out!" Blake said loudly.

Everyone looked at him expectantly. Blake stood up and shouted again, "Sword!"

"Whoosh!"

A white shadow flew out of his pocket, then flew in the air at an extremely fast speed, and finally hovered in front of Blake!

Everyone focused their attention and discovered that the white shadow was actually a sword!

This sword looks extremely exquisite. Both the hilt and the blade are engraved with strange patterns.

At the intersection of the blade and the hilt, there is a small gem. In the middle of the gem is a small wisp of fiery red flame.

The flame burned quietly, adding a touch of beauty to the entire sword.

"Left, right, left, up, down..."

Following Blake's command, the sword turned and moved in the air!

At this time, the professors in the faculty seats had already noticed the eye-catching sword.

Professor Babel looked at the sword, and then a hint of disbelief flashed in her eyes.

"Could this be... the ancient rune he learned from me before?"

Dumbledore looked at the sword with great interest. He could tell that it was an alchemical tool.

According to his understanding of Black's alchemy, this alchemical tool should not be very dangerous.

However... there is still danger.

After all, it is a flying sword. What if it hurts other students?

Professor McGonagall put down the fork in her hand. She glanced at Dumbledore and found that he didn't show any reaction. She couldn't help but get angry! You don't care about your child, do you?

Professor McGonagall walked over quickly, followed by Professor Sprout.

At this time, Blake seemed unaware of the danger approaching and was still showing off in front of his classmates.

"That's nothing. Next, I'll show you its real use!" Blake let the sword fly a little lower, then stepped on it!

"rise!"

"Whoosh!"

Black rode his sword like he was on a skateboard and sprang up. Then Professor McGonagall nearly went mad.

"Blake! How dare you? Get off that sword! It's too dangerous!"

Dumbledore looked helplessly at Black who was laughing in the air. "You want to extend your detention again, kid?"

"Ding! Angry emotions detected..."

"Ding! Shock detected..."

……

Listening to the system prompt, Blake smiled even more happily.

But...when he saw the expressions of Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout.

Beads of sweat flowed down his forehead. "Professor, please listen to my argument."

Chapter 123: Senior! You need to be rational! Wait! That's not allowed!

Principal's office.

"The confinement time is extended by half a month. Ten points are deducted. The sword is confiscated."

Dumbledore said with a smile as he sat in his chair.

"Do you have any objection to this punishment?"

Blake's face was filled with frustration. Then he shook his head. "No comment... Professor."

Dumbledore picked up Black's great sword and looked closely at the ancient runes on it.

"Bathsilda taught you this ancient rune, didn't she?"

Blake nodded.