Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

Soul magic has long been mastered to the highest level.

I want to restore the memories of these two people.

Even easier than curing that psychopath who thinks he's a teapot.

Blake and Nagini looked at each other.

Nagini nodded, then lowered her head and took out two packages from her backpack.

Old Rip knew that there was a set of clothes and a magic wand inside...

Black drew his wand and walked towards the two witches.

Old Rep took out his pipe and subconsciously wanted to take a couple of puffs.

But remembering that this was a hospital, he finally held back.

He was actually looking forward to it too.

Because when he woke up, his memory was restored.

He had no idea how Blake actually operated.

So, now is the chance to see clearly what Black is doing.

He certainly wouldn't want to miss it.

Old Rep really wanted to know how his memory was restored.

Blake approached the two confused witches.

"I'm here to help you restore your memory. You may fall asleep for a while, but when you wake up, you'll remember everything."

After Blake finished speaking, he stretched out his wand and tapped each of them on the forehead.

Old Rep keenly noticed that a little bit of faint purple light was emitted from the tip of Black's wand.

After the purple light sank into the foreheads of the two witches.

The two witches fainted instantly.

Nagini stepped forward quickly.

Help carry the two witches back to bed.

Old Rip, with a pipe in his mouth, looked at Blake who turned around in astonishment.

"Um, are we going to start? Do you need my help?"

"Help? No, it's over."

"What? It's over?!"

Old Rep's old pipe fell to the ground again.

This time, the old pipe couldn't hold on any longer and broke into two pieces.

Blake pointed his wand casually.

The old pipe automatically flew back into old Rep's hands.

On the way back, the old pipe was repaired.

Old Rip held his pipe.

"I just blinked my eyes and you solved it?"

"Because it's not complicated," Blake explained.

"The Oblivion Charm only silences a part of their soul."

"I just need to give their souls a little boost."

"Their souls will naturally be rekindled..."

"There's something wrong with the machine, so try restarting it, it should work!"

Old Rip took a long puff from his pipe, then realized that it was unlit.

"Although I don't quite understand what you say, but... it does seem to be very useful..."

Old Rip discovered that one of the witches' eyes had reopened.

However, this time, there was no longer any confusion in her eyes...

……

"My name is Agnes. I did exorcise a female ghost in Bandon..."

“…I thought he was a good man.”

Agnes looked at Blake palely.

He recounted how Lockhart had ambushed him.

"Well... you need to practice your ability to look after people," said Blake.

Agnes is the same as old Rip.

After regaining his memory, he had not forgotten the memories of those years at St. Mungo's.

Including what Blake said before he treated them.

Therefore, as soon as she woke up, she remembered what Blake had just done to treat her.

So, when Agnes just woke up and remembered everything, she was full of gratitude to Blake.

It was at that time that Blake included her in the directory.

Although her attribute feedback is not as abnormal as Old Rip's.

But it's also very good.

Black estimated that her abilities were about the same as Snape's.

It must be said that the old bat's abilities are still quite good.

If Old Rip is an SSR character, then Agnes is an SR.

At this time, another witch also opened her eyes.

She looked around blankly, then looked at the vase where she had just practiced flower arrangement.

Her eyes suddenly became moist.

She looked at Blake, "It's nice to think about it..."

"My name is Agatha. Since you saved me, I will do whatever you want me to do in the future."

Blake was stunned. It seemed like he hadn't even included it yet...but had he already begun to pledge allegiance?

"Ding! Followers who are willing to follow the host are detected. Would the host like to include them?"

At this time, the system prompt sound finally came.

Blake looked at the sharp light in the eyes of the witch named Agatha in front of him.

My heart moved slightly.

"What did you do before?"

An ordinary witch, no matter how powerful she is, would not have such a look.

So, Blake thought that this witch was not simple.

"I'm a bounty hunter," Agatha said. "My job is to take on commissions and collect bounties."

"…When Lockhart was trying to deceive me with words, I had just hunted down a vicious hag."

At this time, Blake's feedback on Agatha's attributes came.

The skyrocketing attributes made Blake feel refreshed...

The degree is not much lower than the feedback given by old Rep that day!

Yes... Another SSR level...

The hag is a humanoid creature that is ugly in appearance, similar to the old witch in fairy tales.

In fact, if you really want to blend into the wizard group, it is really difficult to identify you.

Because they can also use magic...

So, according to the book...Agatha could hang out in a colony of hags for days, kill their leader, and walk away unscathed.

This is enough to prove that this witch is brave, resourceful, and powerful.

Blake sighed softly.

It seems that his vision is too narrow.

In this world, there are more powerful wizards than just the few he knows...

Old Rip alone is not much inferior to Dumbledore.

I don’t know if old Rip can beat Grindelwald.

Blake couldn't help but secretly think...

"Then...how did Lockhart sneak up on you?"

"Crack!" The vase in Agatha's hand was crushed...

"That scumbag...he said he was a writer after listening to my story."

"He took out a hundred gold galleons and sent me a commission."

Agatha gritted her teeth and said, "He asked me to teach him how to duel, and then..."

"During the demonstration, I was supposed to be hit by the Disarming Charm, but... it was the Oblivion Charm that hit me..."

Blake looked at Agatha with some pity.

Demonstration duel...

It is normal to go into battle personally and let the one being taught attack him with spells.

When he was teaching Hermione the Disarming Charm, he himself was cursed by Hermione.

...At this time, it is also the most defenseless time.

Lockhart's change of spell at this time would indeed make it hard to defend against.

After all, most people don’t really think in that direction.

Even if Lockhart used the Killing Curse, it would be more reasonable than using the Oblivion Curse...

"You are sure you know where Lockhart is?" Agatha said suddenly.

"Of course I know."

"Can you tell me? I want to crush his balls with my own hands!"

Chapter 285 What?! You came to visit a patient and he cured him?!

Of course Black couldn't let Agatha crush Lockhart right now.

At least not now.

"Haha, a fellow like him can actually be a professor?"

"Well... since you have a plan, then follow your idea."

"I don't care. Anyway, I have recovered now."

"It doesn't matter whether I crush him sooner or later..."

Agatha held the vase in her hand calmly.

At this time, the poor vase had already turned into pieces.

Blake was somewhat surprised at her strength.

He had a hunch that the witch in front of him was the most capable of fighting even without using magic.

"Don't worry, this day won't last long."