Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

"But the Potions class is in the afternoon, so you'd better go to bed. It won't be too late to see Professor Snape in the afternoon."

Hermione bit her lip and emphasized again.

She didn't know where Blake got so much energy.

After a crazy all-nighter, I still have enough energy to attend class the next day.

He even manages to get ahead of others every time and get extra points from professors of various subjects!

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"Okay, okay! Wait until I have breakfast and then I'll go back to the dormitory."

Seeing Hermione's serious expression, Black had no choice but to agree.

This morning is the Herbal Medicine Class, I guess...

Professor Sprout wouldn't mind if I take a leave and go back to the dormitory to sleep, right?

"No...you go to the school hospital."

"Ah?" Blake said, "I'm not sick either."

"Just say you have insomnia and ask Madam Pomfrey to prescribe you some sleeping potion, and then have a good rest in the school hospital."

"In that case, I can ask for leave for you."

I have to say, Hermione is really smart.

Blake looked sleep deprived.

If I say I have insomnia, no one will doubt me.

Even if you ask for leave, there is an explanation.

"Okay, whatever you say." Blake agreed.

Hearing Blake take his advice.

Hermione then revealed a satisfied smile.

Blake quietly activated the Eye of Truth at this time.

Then a ray of golden light appeared above Hermione's head.

Well, the current top student and future Minister of Magic.

The ability and potential are obvious to all.

He is indeed a golden legendary figure.

"You...why are you staring at me?"

Hermione saw Black staring at her blankly and her face turned slightly red.

"Um, sorry, you're so cute that I couldn't help but stare at you a little longer."

"Tsk! Asshole! What nonsense are you talking about!"

Blake said this to me in public.

Hermione blushed, picked up the book and hit him hard a few times.

But Blake took the opportunity to turn around and let the book fall on his back.

"Well... the strength is a little lacking, but, fortunately..."

"Asshole! Do you think I'm giving you a massage?!"

"If you are willing, that would be the best!"

"Get out of here!"

"Ding! Embarrassment detected..."

……

Madam Pomfrey's potion was working wonderfully.

Blake stayed in the school hospital for a whole day.

He was not awakened by hunger until dinner time in the evening.

As soon as Black woke up, he realized that he had missed Snape's Potions class.

Then he saw a note on the table beside his bed.

The familiar and elegant handwriting indicated that it was left by Hermione.

[You need to rest well. Madam Pomfrey and I agree on this point. So, I have also asked for leave for your Potions class. Don't stay up late next time. It's really bad for your health.]

Black scratched his head, understanding Hermione's concern for his health.

But he didn't want to either.

I don’t have time during the day because of classes, so I can usually open treasure chests at night.

And every time you open a treasure chest, you have to drink a lucky potion.

The effects of lucky potions usually last for a long time.

If I go to sleep after opening the treasure chest, wouldn’t I be wasting the effects of the lucky potion?

Moreover, under the stimulation of the lucky potion, all senses are abnormally active.

Among them, the most active is the brain.

This is why Blake has more inspiration after drinking the lucky potion.

How is it possible to sleep with such an active brain?

However, he was still very grateful for Hermione's concern.

Blake put the note away.

Then he got up, said something to Madam Pomfrey, and was "discharged".

By this time, it was time for dinner.

However, Black decided that it wouldn't be too late to talk to Snape first and then go to dinner.

He knew where the kitchen was anyway.

If there is no food in the auditorium, you can go to the kitchen to get something to eat.

It wasn't long before Black arrived at Snape's basement office.

"Boom boom boom!"

He knocked on the wooden door of Snape's office.

But when he knocked on the door, it slowly opened.

"Ok?"

Black poked his head into Snape's basement office.

Snape was not in the office.

Blake scratched his head. "Did you forget to lock the door? Where did this guy go?"

He used his Observation Haki but couldn't find any trace of Snape around.

Blake guessed that he should have left Hogwarts.

"Well, I came here to be lonely."

Since Snape was not there, Black prepared to go to the Great Hall for dinner.

Just as he was about to leave, his eyes suddenly fell on a strange crucible on Snape's desk.

"Hmm? This crucible... is a little special... why does it feel familiar?"

Blake looked at it, and then his eyes lit up!

……

The nights in late September were already very cold.

Snape tightened his robes.

Then he quickly walked to his office.

Even he wanted to drink a cup of hot tea in front of the warm fire now.

But when he walked quickly outside his office.

I discovered that my office door was not locked!

And there is actually light inside!

Someone actually broke into my office while I was away? !

His first reaction was that some students were trying to steal potion ingredients!

Snape quickly drew his wand and rushed over!

Dare to steal his inventory?

No matter who you are, I...

Hmm? Why is there a strange fragrance?

It doesn't look like brewing a potion...it looks more like...cooking a meal?!

But who cooks in their own office?

Snape pushed open the door with a lot of question marks in his mind!

Only in the office.

A table was placed in the middle.

The table was filled with various ingredients, including vegetables and meat!

In the middle of the table was his new crucible.

What was brewing in the new cauldron was not a potion, but...

……

Blake, who was holding a piece of hot beef, turned his head when he heard the voice.

Snape was immediately spotted.

"Professor Snape! Would you like to have hot pot together? It's delicious!"

Snape looked at Black's hateful face.

Then he took another look at the crucible he had just bought and had never used!

Blood pressure rose rapidly! Snape almost went crazy on the spot!

He said word by word: "This is my crucible!"

"Blake! How dare you!"

"Fifty points off for Hufflepuff!"

"Ding! Extreme anger detected!"

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

……

Five minutes later.

Blake finally understood.

Snape had no idea what the pot was used for.

I just thought it was very suitable for brewing potions, so I bought it...

He himself had no idea that what he bought was a new pot specifically for cooking hot pot...

"Ah... I misunderstood." Blake said embarrassedly: "I saw you had this pot, and I thought... you wanted to eat hot pot."

"And then I was hungry, and then..."