Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

So, when Blake went back to the carriage again.

I saw a happy scene.

Blake looked at them with a puzzled look on his face as they were chatting animatedly.

He really wanted to ask himself what had happened during the time he was away.

He had expected Cassandra and Hermione to be angry.

At this moment, several of them were discussing something while holding the thick book.

Blake quietly walked into the box.

During this time, only Luna and Ginny looked up at him.

Neither Cassandra nor Hermione responded to him.

Blake couldn't help but want to see what book it was, it was so attractive.

But before he even got close, Blake knew what book it was.

Because Ginny just said, "Lockhart is so brave. If I were trapped in a phone booth by a werewolf, I would be scared to death!"

"Well, indeed, his way of escaping from trouble is brilliant. If it were me, I couldn't think of any other good way." Hermione smiled and nodded in agreement.

Cassandra hadn't said anything yet, but she caught a glimpse of Blake's uncomfortable expression, as if he had eaten a fly.

Then she joined the discussion, "Yes, I also think that since he can remain calm in such a desperate situation, he must have very good strength."

"You know, if you don't have strong power, how can you be so confident in the face of danger?"

Luna nodded in agreement.

Cassandra glanced at Blake and continued:

"I heard that this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is Gilderoy Lockhart."

"I think we can learn a lot of useful skills from him."

Then... Black's face darkened.

He admitted that the way the wizard in the story dealt with the werewolf was indeed very clever.

The unknown wizard who was cast under the Oblivion Charm by Lockhart also deserves praise.

But what does this have to do with Lockhart?

Although this bastard is very good at writing novels, the stories in his novels are all about other people.

After hearing these stories from these people themselves, he simply applied them to himself.

Actually, it’s nothing. After all, art comes from life.

But he used the forgetfulness spell on those people and modified their memories.

This is too much!

Blake looked at the open copy of Wandering with Werewolves and curled his lips in disdain.

Being blocked by a werewolf in a phone booth...

This experience was really nothing special for Blake.

He was still trapped in the ruins by the nine-headed Hydra.

In the end, Hydra was killed by him in seconds.

Blake quickly regained his composure.

He knew that Cassandra was deliberately trying to make him angry.

At this time, Luna was sitting next to Cassandra.

And Ginny was also chatting next to Luna.

then……

Black sat directly next to Hermione.

And they are very close.

Hermione could even feel the warmth from Black's body.

"Crack!"

The cookie in Cassandra's hand was crushed again.

Hermione also looked surprised.

Even the hands that were turning the pages of the book were shaking.

She didn't push Blake away, though.

Instead, he glanced at Cassandra secretly.

Then the corners of his mouth slightly raised...

"I just checked the various carriages and found that there are fewer people... well, not as many as last year."

Blake picked up a piece of chocolate and took a bite.

"That chocolate... I took a bite..." Hermione said weakly.

"Uh...what does it matter?"

Blake paused, then continued eating.

Can you spit it out?

"Crack!" The biscuits in Cassandra's hand turned into powder again.

Ginny watched the scene with interest.

"Some people went to Nurmengard," Luna said. "I received two admission letters this year."

"One is from Hogwarts, and the other is from Nurmengard."

"Many people choose Nurmengard because they believe they can learn a lot of useful magic there."

"My father said that they were playing with fire and aiding the evil. There is no safer school in the world than one with Dumbledore."

Blake stroked his chin, this actually surprised him a little.

He originally thought that Grindelwald's notoriety made it impossible to open this school.

Even if it really opens, it won’t be able to recruit students.

But now it seems that the opposite is true.

At the beginning, there were many people who had grudges against Grindelwald.

However, there are more people who admire Grindelwald...

Otherwise, he would not have been able to expand his influence across Europe.

Even the Aurors who were besieging him could be persuaded to turn against him.

So, when I first caught him.

The Magical Country of America even took the radical measure of cutting off his tongue.

Otherwise, he could even accuse the Aurors in the prison of rebellion.

Just as Blake was thinking.

Ginny asked, "Black, you just said you were going outside to look for Harry and Ron, did you find them?"

"Oh..." Blake spread his hands, "I didn't find them in the car."

"Obviously, none of them got on the bus."

"Huh?" Ginny was stunned. "Why didn't you get on the bus?"

Black smiled and comforted Ginny:

"Don't worry, it's nothing. Taking the train to school is just for the sake of a sense of ritual."

"They are not stupid. We can just send an owl to the school and they will find a way to pick them up."

“Who can guarantee that they haven’t encountered some minor accidents?”

"Of course, even if they don't think of using an owl, they can just wait a bit. Once your parents leave the platform, they'll realize they didn't get on the train."

"Then your parents will naturally find a way to send them to school."

"I don't think they would be stupid enough to come up with some illegal means to get to school..."

The next second, Ginny was looking out the window with a stunned expression on her face.

"Ah! These two idiots!"

Blake turned his head and looked out the window.

I just happened to see a Ford car flying across the sky.

At the window, Harry and Ron were waving at the train with smiles on their faces.

Chapter 238 Dumbledore: Where are my students? Where are all my students?! Have they all gone to Nurmengard?

"Oh..." Blake turned to look at Ginny, "Nice car."

To be honest, it's possible to convert a Muggle's scrapped vehicle into a flying car.

This is so cool!

Moreover, the technical issues contained here are also worthy of consideration.

For example, how did Mr. Weasley solve the energy problem?

Seeing Blake's face full of excitement.

Ginny blushed, "This was secretly modified by my father..."

"Hiss...this is a bit troublesome." said Blake.

"As I recall, your father works in the Office of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts, right?"

Ginny nodded, "Yes..."

"If someone sees this...your dad will be in trouble," Blake said.

Ginny's eyes widened when she heard this.

"This... I hope no one will see it..."

Blake shook his head.

He sat down again.

Then he took out his pen and a piece of parchment.

"In fact, if even we can see them."

"Then they would be seen driving here from King's Cross Station in London."

Ginny said: "I remember this car has an invisible function..."

Blake glanced out the window.

At this moment, the flying car was rushing into a white cloud.

"Obviously, the cloaking function has failed. Otherwise, how could we see it..."

Ginny's face scrunched up when she heard this.

Blake grabbed the pen and began to write eloquently on the parchment.

"What are you writing?" Hermione asked curiously.

"I'm writing a letter." Blake didn't stop writing.

"Write to inform Mr. Weasley?"

"No...by now, he should have noticed that his car is missing."

"So, there's no point in writing to him."