Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

"Blake?"

Dumbledore looked at Black.

Black had no choice but to hand his suitcase to Newt with a sigh.

However, before handing it over, he took out his own Niffler.

And Bowtruckle Porgy also ran out and slipped into Black's pocket.

The Niffler and Bowtruckle posed no danger, so Dumbledore did not try to stop them.

But Blake wasn't actually that depressed.

As long as he wants, no matter where these magical animals are.

He can use the dimensional gate to summon these animals directly.

"Okay, now, while we have time..." Dumbledore looked at Black. "Can you tell us where you learned those magics?"

Whether it is a banned magical plant or a ferocious magical animal, in fact, this is not the most important thing.

What Dumbledore is most concerned about now is where Black learned these magical spells.

Chapter 143: Sniff: You black-skinned bastard! You are not a human! You made me work illegally!

Blake scratched his head and put the big treasure in his hand on the ground.

As soon as Xiu Xiu got out of trouble, he started running like crazy with a swish.

Blake ignored him and said, "Well, if you want to know now."

At this time, Aberforth and the others also came over.

Everyone wants to know where Blake learned his magical skills.

At least, that was what Blake saw when he cast magic before, very methodically.

These magics were not random outbursts of Black power.

Rather, they are magic that has already taken shape.

Blake said: "After discovering what happened here, Mr. Scamander asked me to go back first because he was worried about my safety."

Newt nodded, this was indeed true.

"I used the Phoenix to Apparate directly back to Godric's Hollow, and then wrote a letter to you, Professor. Then I sent the Phoenix back to protect Mr. Scamander."

Newt looked at Black gratefully when he heard this.

If Qingnv hadn’t come over and pushed me away.

He had been ambushed and killed by those guys a long time ago.

At that time, the killing curse was only a few inches away from him...

"Then I... took a nap."

Everyone listened quietly and did not interrupt Blake's story.

Because they believe that no word of Blake is superfluous.

"Then...I had a dream."

Doubt appeared in everyone's eyes.

Could it be that I learned these magics just by having a dream?

In that case, would it be too bizarre?

Blake then continued, "I dreamed that I was gradually floating up from my bed."

"Then... the weirdest thing was, I found my own body still in the bed!"

"I was very scared at the time and thought I was dead because I heard about it from the Fat Ghost Monk in our academy."

"That's how it felt when he died..."

"Just when I thought I was going to die, I suddenly found that my soul was sucked into a strange space!"

"This space is filled with all kinds of fantastic colors... It's like... It's like another dimension."

“Just as I was amazed, a crack suddenly appeared in a corner of this fantasy space.”

"Or maybe the crack was already there, and I just happened to find it..."

“Then I saw a magical power flowing out from that crack.”

"Also... I can sense that there seems to be a powerful presence on the other side of the rift!"

"I have no way of knowing what that being is, but I seem to hear him whispering to me."

"I tried hard to control my consciousness and floated towards the crack..."

"Then I heard a lot of new spells and a lot of new magical knowledge."

"When I woke up from the dream and thought it was just a dream."

"I just realized that those spells and magical knowledge are deeply imprinted in my mind. Moreover, I can sense the crack and the power flowing out of the crack at any time."

"Then I tried to perform those magics..."

"I found that I couldn't use those magics by myself, but... when I tried to use the strange power flowing out of the crack."

"All these magics work!"

"It's a very strange feeling, as if... when I use these spells, I am borrowing power from the dimension where that powerful being exists..."

Blake said, stretching out his finger and gently pointing it into the air in front of him.

The next second, a bizarre space appeared in front of everyone!

Dumbledore looked at the sudden change in the surrounding environment in surprise!

I found that it was exactly the same space as the one Blake had just described!

Moreover, it is just in a corner of the space.

They all saw the irregular crack.

A strange golden power slowly flows out from the cracks...

Dumbledore sensed it carefully, and then he felt that there was indeed an extremely powerful existence behind the crack...

It was as if as long as he looked at me, I would be torn into pieces!

"Crack!" The surrounding impact shattered like glass.

The next second, the surrounding environment returned to its state in the cave.

It was as if the fantastic scene just now was just a dream.

But it was obvious that it was not a dream.

Because Dumbledore saw the same shock in other people's eyes as he did in himself!

"When I was leaving that space, I heard a voice in my ear saying that I was the first person in the world to sense this dimensional space."

"But I don't know why he taught me this magical knowledge, nor do I understand why he was willing to lend me this powerful power..."

Blake finally said with a puzzled look on his face.

Dumbledore nodded, as if he had some doubts about how Black could have gained such power just by having a dream.

So now, when Blake took them to experience the scene in his dream again.

He had completely believed what Blake said.

If he guessed correctly, Blake's ability to bring them back to experience the dream scene should also be the magic that the existence taught Blake...

Dumbledore pondered for a long time before saying, "Borrowed power... There is no powerful power that can be borrowed without paying a price..."

Dumbledore hit the nail on the head with just one sentence.

That is the price to pay for borrowing power.

That being was indeed very powerful, and he did lend his power to Blake.

But there is no good without reason.

In other words, he must covet something from Blake!

And those things were the reason why he decided to lend his power to Blake!

Otherwise, why would he lend his power to Blake?

Black couldn't help but secretly admire Dumbledore's insight and reaction.

Aberforth said: "Dumbledore is right, so... although your magic is amazing, I still think you shouldn't use it too much... because you really don't know the price you will have to pay in the end, and whether you can accept it..."

Blake nodded on the surface, but he disagreed in his heart.

Normally, the use of this supreme magic does come at a price.

That's why the Sorcerer Supreme likes to use weapons in close combat, because there is no cost for using weapons.

However, in Blake's case, the power was forcibly snatched from him by the system.

There is no need to pay any price to seize the power!

If there is no cost, why not use it?

Moody said, "This kind of power... is full of unknowns. If it were me, I wouldn't dare to try it casually... I think you should not use this kind of magic easily unless it is absolutely necessary."

Everyone agrees that human fear comes from the unknown.

Who can tell whether this unknown power is good or bad?

"Okay, I'll try to use it as little as possible." Blake had no choice but to agree.

Of course, he will still use it privately.

"It's good to have one more means of self-defense." Dumbledore patted Black on the shoulder. "Overall, this is a good thing."

In his opinion, it was harmless to use this kind of magic in battle, and it didn't matter if he used it at other times.

After all, Blake still has to go to school, and fights like today's are rare in school.

At least even for him, he hadn't fought like this for many years.

Moreover, at school, even if I really had to fight with my classmates.

As the chairman of the Duel Club, Blake doesn't seem to need such powerful magic...

Before he gained this power, he was able to protect himself well with Defense Against the Dark Arts.

"Then I will just use Anywhere Door from now on." Blake said, "I feel like this consumes the least amount of magic."

Dumbledore nodded. This teleportation magic was indeed magical.

If it weren't for this portal today, Newt might have been in real danger.

"But to be on the safe side, you can't use this kind of magic in the next month. I need to observe if there are any changes in you..." Dumbledore said.

Blake understood what he meant, he just wanted to know.

After using these magics like this today, Blake will have to pay something.

Whether it's lifespan, vitality... or soul, a month is enough for people to see the difference.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!" Dabao suddenly rushed over.

He stood upright on the ground, gesticulating, as if saying something.

Blake's face lit up.

"What's wrong?" Dumbledore asked puzzledly.

He was sure the Niffler was talking.

But he really didn’t understand…

"The sniff seems to have discovered something."

Although Newt didn't understand what Dabao said.

But I have been dealing with the Sniff for many years.