Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

Good boy! You actually learned to threaten people?

No! Blake has always been very good!

This must be the bad thing that old bastard Grindelwald taught him!

I knew I couldn't let him have too much contact with Black!

"Hey... little guy, can't you just stay at home?"

Dumbledore looked at Black with a headache.

He didn't understand why Blake wanted to hunt down the basilisk so much.

In fact, Blake was definitely there to get the treasure chest.

Just imagine, the team that encircled and suppressed the basilisk had such a luxurious lineup.

If you just show off your strength in front of them and pretend to be better.

Aren’t high-quality treasure chests available at will?

How could Blake miss such a good opportunity?

But... of course he couldn't tell the reason.

So, Blake said sincerely, "I just want to share your burden..."

"Besides... I don't want to be a flower grown in a greenhouse. Flowers in a greenhouse can't withstand wind and rain!"

"I have a feeling that a lot of things might happen in the future..."

"I don't want to be like I am now, just watching from the sidelines."

"So, I want to experience some things myself and train myself..."

Dumbledore frowned and thought for a while.

"Well, since you're so eager...you should stay and help tomorrow, too."

In fact, Dumbledore knew Black's strength better than anyone else.

But he still subconsciously wanted to protect the child.

Want to keep him out of a lot of risky things.

He found that the child was right about one thing.

Children who grow up in a greenhouse cannot withstand the wind and rain.

Since this child wants to stay and help, and wants to gain experience...then let him stay.

And... the most important thing is...

We can't let Black be alone with that old man Grindelwald anymore!

Blake smiled and said, "Professor, don't worry, I will never hold you back."

Blake, who is eager to show off his prowess in front of others, certainly doesn't want to fall behind.

"Okay... okay... the dinner is about to start, let's go."

Dumbledore said helplessly.

……

"Plumbing repairs? Hogwarts is a thousand-year-old castle. Why do they suddenly need to carry out plumbing repairs?"

Roger, my resentful roommate, was packing his luggage with a puzzled look on his face.

Because after the dinner just ended.

Professor McGonagall made an announcement.

That means Hogwarts will be undergoing a major plumbing repair tomorrow.

And it might taste really bad.

Therefore, Halloween is tentatively scheduled to be a three-day holiday, allowing all students to go home.

Wait until you receive notification before returning to school.

"Why do you care so much? Aren't you happy to have a holiday?" Blake said.

"That's right!" Roger immediately became happy.

The holiday came a little too hastily, so they didn’t even have any homework!

"Um...why don't you pack your bags?"

"Oh, I've packed it, you know, I have a box that can hold a lot of things..."

……

The next morning...

In order not to attract attention.

Black also boarded the Hogwarts Express with everyone else.

Prepare to leave Hogwarts with everyone.

Anyway, it was convenient for him to travel back and forth, so he took the train back with his friends.

This would also save him from having to explain why he didn't show up on the train.

The train started slowly and left Hogsmeade.

Blake was sitting in the carriage, checking the bottles and jars in his pockets.

Although the basilisk couldn't hurt him.

But it is still possible to hurt other people in the team.

Therefore, antidotes, healing potions, etc. must be prepared.

When a lion fights a rabbit, he also tries his best.

Blake has never been in the habit of underestimating his enemies.

The door of the carriage was opened.

"Blake, you're here. I've been looking for you for a while."

"Uh..." Blake's hands suddenly froze.

A fragrant breeze blew into my nose.

Then there was one more person sitting next to me.

"Cassandra, um... I'm still doing something, can you, let go of my arm first?"

The carriage door was opened again.

Hermione immediately saw Cassandra holding Black's arm.

He curled his lips slightly, "It seems that I came at the wrong time."

"I'd better go to another carriage."

Blake raised his hand quickly, "No! You came at the right time! That..."

"I actually don't know how to solve a problem, and I just wanted to ask you for help!"

"Can you please not leave?"

Hermione rolled her eyes. How could you, Black, not be able to answer a question?

You are kidding me! Who is the top student in the grade with a score of 3.3?

Cassandra saw that Black seemed determined to get Hermione to stay.

I felt very unhappy.

"You can actually ask me!" She tilted her little head and gave Hermione a defiant look.

At the same time, he twisted Blake's arm hard.

Of course, this not only almost broke her own nails.

No harm was done to Blake...

After all, Blake's body is really hard...

At this moment, Hermione saw Black's pitiful look.

I saw Cassandra's protesting look again.

He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

Although I know that what Blake said about not being able to do the questions is nonsense.

However, she still closed the car door and walked in confidently.

Cassandra didn't want her to come in, but she had to come in! .

Chapter 267: When you send flowers to a girl, everyone who sees it should get a share!

Seeing that Hermione finally decided to stay.

Blake breathed a sigh of relief quietly.

He glanced at Cassandra, who looked unhappy.

A sense of crisis arose in my heart.

It seems that the latest version of the PUA scheme can no longer be delayed.

If this continued, Blake was a little worried that he would be stabbed.

Hermione acted as if she hadn't seen Cassandra.

Sat opposite Blake.

She put her schoolbag aside.

"So, what questions do you have for me?"

Hermione put emphasis on the word "please".

It was obvious that she didn't believe Blake's lame excuse at all.

When Blake heard this, he immediately felt unhappy.

Do you really think I'm fake?

Blake solemnly pulled a large roll of parchment from his pocket.

Hermione was slightly stunned when she saw him actually take out a large stack of parchment.

This guy actually looks like he's serious?

Cassandra said somewhat dissatisfiedly: "Why didn't you ask me just now? Obviously, she understands it, and I understand it all!"

Blake said in surprise, "Uh, aren't you not very good at Potions?"

"I'm not very good at Potions? Who told you that?" Cassandra said angrily, "My family is in the herbal medicine business, how could I not be good at Potions!"

Blake scratched his head. "Oh, I see... I saw that you got a question wrong in the Potions exam last year..."

"If I get one question wrong, I'm not good at it, right?" Cassandra was furious.

"But...it's obviously very simple...how can such a simple thing be wrong?" Blake muttered to himself.

Cassandra was so angry that she couldn't even speak smoothly.

You got full marks! You are amazing! I got one question wrong and you said I am not good at it!

"Ding! Angry emotion detected!"

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

……

"What about...what about her? Why do you think she's better at Potions than me?"

Cassandra pointed at Hermione angrily.