Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

It was as if if the deal just now was successful, he would be the one who suffered the loss.

"I've never seen you so shameless." Blake said angrily.

"Haha, that's because you didn't look in the mirror." Snape responded by spraying his own venom.

Then the two of them almost started doing it in the basement office.

But when the wand was half pulled out.

Then they each remembered that the other party seemed to be in the same camp as themselves.

"I heard that the school's former Potions professor, Professor Slughorn, was very good."

"If I remember correctly, he should also be your professor, right?"

"Well... I will definitely go no wrong if I go to him for the trade."

"Oh, why did he retire so soon?"

"His potion skills must be much higher than someone else's..."

Blake stood up and was about to leave.

"Stop." Snape stood up.

Blake saw disgust in his eyes.

Could it be that this guy hated Slughorn?

There is no reason...

"If you have any deal, make it with me."

Snape didn't explain, but stopped Black directly.

Blake smiled and pulled out a bottle.

The bottle contained the anesthetic poison that the poachers brought that day.

"Help me look at this, analyze the ingredients inside, and restore the potion formula."

This poison is very advanced, and Blake is now proficient in elementary potions.

There is no way to analyze it yet.

And Snape is the master of potions.

The mastery of potions has reached at least intermediate level.

I believe it can be analyzed clearly.

"A bottle of Phoenix Tears." said Snape.

Blake turned and walked away.

Snape was sure to make money from this deal.

Except that Black would pay.

He analyzed the potion formula.

Then naturally he would also have a share of the potion formula.

It can also be said to be one of his remuneration.

But he had the audacity to start bidding for a bottle of Phoenix Tears?

"Are you bullying me because I'm young, or do you think Fox can't breathe fire anymore?"

It suddenly occurred to Snape that Fawkes might be looking for trouble with him.

The corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly.

Phoenix doesn't seem to be a reasonable creature...

Blake opened the office door directly.

Walked out without hesitation.

Just kidding, if I go find Professor Slughorn.

The other party did it for Dumbledore's sake.

I will never ask for too much.

It wouldn't be surprising to even help him for free.

Why bother with this old bat in there?

"Wait..." Snape still called out to Black.

To prevent his office from being burned down by Fox later.

He still chose to compromise.

"Half a bottle of Phoenix Tears..."

"One drop."

Snape looked at Black and gritted his teeth.

This little bastard is really hard on the price.

"It's up to you if you want it or not. Professor Slughorn doesn't charge for it."

"Deal!" Snape agreed with gritted teeth.

Then the smile returned to Blake's face.

"It's been a pleasure working with you, Professor Snape."

"Of course, if you want any magical creature materials in the future."

"You can come to me directly."

"I can still supply you with goods quickly."

Snape got the point.

"So, you go to the Forbidden Forest often? Otherwise, where do you get so many materials?"

Black smiled and said, "Have you forgotten? Hagrid and I are good friends."

"I was put in solitary confinement for a month before."

"So... I have all kinds of materials."

Snape thought of Hagrid going into the Forbidden Forest every day.

And he doesn't care at all about the preciousness of the materials he picked up.

Therefore, purchasing from Hagrid is indeed a reasonable source...

"Oh...by the way, are you planning to be the referee in Harry's next game?" Black suddenly asked.

Snape looked at Black in shock.

He does have this plan.

Because Harry Potter was ambushed today.

So he protected this unfortunate child for convenience.

So I plan to be the referee in the next Gryffindor game.

But this was a decision he had just made himself.

Not even to Dumbledore yet.

How did Blake know this?

Could it be that he also knows magic like Legilimency?

It shouldn’t be!

"How did you know?" Snape asked grimly.

Black pointed to Snape's desk.

There was an open book on it.

The book contains the rules of Quidditch...

"You don't look like someone who would read such a book, Professor Snape."

"So I guess you might want to be the referee and protect Harry, right?"

Snape frowned at Black.

If only he wasn't a Death Eater by now.

At this moment, one must have a feeling in his heart that "this child must not be kept."

He stood in front of Blake.

Even though I knew that the other party probably hadn't learned Legilimency yet.

But he still had the feeling that he was standing before Voldemort...

It was a feeling of uneasiness as if all one's secrets were exposed!

Black saw that Snape was silent, and then continued to speak on his own.

"That's not necessary... Professor Dumbledore will surely be back by the next match."

"If Professor Dumbledore heard about what happened today, he would definitely go to watch the game."

"And Quirrell would never dare to do anything under Dumbledore's nose."

Snape appeared to be dismissive of Black's words.

But in fact, he agreed with Black's inference.

……

The second game was on Christmas Eve.

Hufflepuff versus Ravenclaw.

Gryffindor will not play Hufflepuff until after Christmas.

For the Ravenclaw team.

Captain Marcus has just one word to describe it.

Weak chicken.

Of course, the Hufflepuff team was also a weak team before.

The match between the two teams can basically be described as a fight between two weak teams.

but……

Didn’t Hufflepuff get a new member, Black, this year?

Marcus immediately felt like he was back to normal.

As for the team's tactics...

Blake scored hard.

Others... free play...

As long as the lead is more than 150 points.

Then it doesn't matter who catches the Golden Snitch!

On the day of the game.

When Blake saw Marcus's tactical board.

Suddenly I understand why Hufflepuff has not won the championship for so many years...

This tactic is too crude...

No, it’s not even rough.

There is no strategy at all!