Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

Blake said, "Yes, I noticed that, but... just when I was thinking about how to join in naturally, he took the initiative to increase the stakes..."

"Adding to the stakes?" Dumbledore frowned. "The main way he tempted you to join was through the dark arts."

"But now, you have almost mastered his dark magic. How can he increase the stakes? Is he writing you a bad check?"

Blake looked puzzled and said, "I can't say whether this is a bad check or not."

"Because he told me that when he regains his physical body, in addition to more powerful black magic, he will also share with me the secret of eternal life..."

Dumbledore's expression turned serious. "The secret of immortality? Did he really say that?"

"Well, he said he was further along the path to immortality than anyone else," Blake added.

"Eternal life..." Dumbledore frowned, "Perhaps he does have some special methods."

"This also explains why he survived even though the curse was rebounded..."

Dumbledore pondered, he always felt that he seemed to have overlooked something...

……

morning.

Blake was lying on the long table in the auditorium, furiously working on his homework.

He was full of pride and fought a battle of wits and courage with the Dark Lord.

But in the end I was told that the homework could not be exempted?

You old thief! You are going too far!

Nagini considerately brought him a cup of milk tea from the convenience store.

There was also a dish of cream puffs.

"Where did you go last night? Didn't you do your homework?" Cedric said gloatingly.

"Cedric, do you believe me? I told Nagini not to sell anything to you."

"I believe it." Then Cedric didn't dare to speak.

"Ahem, if I write it for you for 000, can you give me a discount?"

"I don't need any, thanks," Blake said impatiently.

But Cedric didn't give up.

For discounts, and to be able to eat more magical snacks in convenience stores...

"Actually, I can help you with your Transfiguration paper."

"Don't worry about the handwriting." Cedric said, "My Transfiguration Spell is also very good. I just need to use magic to make the handwriting look like yours..."

But Cedric hadn't finished speaking yet.

Then someone threw a piece of parchment covered with words in front of Blake.

"Here! Here you go. Don't come to me for such trivial matters next time!"

Cassandra crossed her arms and raised her little head proudly.

Hannah said, "But you help him write every day..."

"Hannah! You!"

Cassandra, who was badly humiliated, could no longer hold back and her face turned red.

"Thank you very much, Cassandra! Please help yourself to whatever you want to eat. It's my treat!"

Blake quickly took Cassandra's little hand and took the parchment.

Cedric glanced at the contents above.

It’s actually a paper on Transfiguration?

The handwriting is almost the same as Blake's?

It looks like there's no trace of the Transfiguration Spell at all?

So…the bastard Blake didn’t need to do his homework.

Is it because there is a beautiful girl helping him with his homework every day?

Judging from the fact that Cassandra was able to help him with his homework in Blake's handwriting with familiarity.

This is definitely not the first time this has happened...

Damn!

How on earth did he do that!?

Damn, I want to...

Just when Cedric was envious and jealous.

"Blake, this is the essay for Charms."

This was the voice of Cho Chang, who was helping Blake with his Charms paper.

"History of Magic." Hermione's helpless voice came from behind.

At the same time, a piece of parchment was also handed over.

Then the girls started looking at each other.

A surprised expression as if saying, "So you help him with his homework too?"

Cedric next to him was numb.

This bastard is also a master of time management?

Damn... so envious...

Really, how am I any worse than Blake?

Just tell me where I'm wrong?

I also want a girl to help me with my homework!

Blake, you bastard! You deserve to die!

Someone tapped Cedric on the shoulder.

Then Marcus' voice came.

"Pay attention to your facial expression, Cedric. Your expression can no longer be described as ordinary...envy."

"Yeah...yes, because (cddd) I'm fucking jealous!"

Cedric's eyes turned green.

Even an honest man like him couldn't help but swear, so you can imagine how much of a stimulation this was to him.

Marcus said, "I know, Cedric, because...me too...we all are..."

Cedric looked at the male classmates at the long table who were also dumbfounded by the scene.

For a moment, I felt like I had found my organization...

At the end of breakfast time.

Blake finally...

In his words - "I completed all the homework entirely on my own!"

However, no one will deny this.

Because, being able to get people to do their homework for you willingly is also a manifestation of your strength...

But what makes people jealous is that the girls who help this bastard with his homework are all pretty girls!

……

The final exams happened to be in June.

The hot weather made everyone look drowsy.

Especially during exams.

It is even more unbearable in a hot classroom.

Because there are no fans in the castle...

When I finally finished the last subject, the exam of History of Magic.

Blake felt completely exhausted.

"Damn it, can anyone tell me why Professor Binns doesn't accept early submissions?"

"That's because the exam had just started less than ten minutes ago!" Hermione said through gritted teeth.

"What's wrong with ten minutes... I've already finished writing!"

Blake said nonchalantly.

He was already figuring out how to use alchemy to create an air conditioner.

……

Hermione suddenly didn't want to talk to Black anymore.

Especially after discussing the answer with him...

So hurt...

How did he manage to finish the entire test in such a short time and get all the answers correct?

"I don't really need to remember the 'Werewolf Code of Conduct of 1637' or the Elf Rebellion," said Hermione.

Black looked at Hermione strangely.

"What? You didn't memorize all of History of Magic? You spent so much time reviewing it!"

Hermione's teeth were grinding.

"Blake, you deserve to die..."

"Ding! Annoyance detected!"

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

"Ahem...well, now that the exams are over, we'll have a week to rest."

"What could be more pleasant than this?"

"Whatever the case may be, we won't know how badly we did on the test until next week, right?"

"So…how about we go to Hogsmeade and have some fun?"

……

When Aberforth saw Black walk into his own Hog's Head Bar.

He carefully counted the girls following behind Blake.

"Well... I'm glad your... orientation is normal..."

"But... please don't tell me at the end that these are all your best friends."

Blake's face turned red, "They are all my good friends... Men shouldn't be called girlfriends, right?"

"Well, come in with me. It's not a good place for you to be outside."

The area outside the Hog's Head is a great place for dark wizards to gather.

This is not a suitable place for these little wizards.

Aberforth kindly took the little ones into the small private room inside.

"Celebrating the end of the exams? Then I think each of you should have a butterbeer."

"But we're not old enough to drink..." Hermione didn't finish her sentence.

Blake interrupted and said, "Uncle Aberforth, everyone has a big glass! The best butter beer!"

"Oh... then I guess you should bring enough money to pay the bill, right?"

Aberforth liked Black's unconventional character.