Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Badger Have?

"Do you think it was Dumbledore who guided you through all this?"

"All I can say is, not quite."

Blake said: "Dumbledore is a very interesting person."

"I think he just wanted to give you a chance...."

"As the headmaster of Hogwarts, he knows more or less what happened in the school."

"So, he should be very clear about what you want to do."

"And instead of stopping your investigation, he gave you an invisibility cloak to help you...

"I think he thinks you have the right to confront Voldemort."

"So, he gave you a choice.

Harry was silent again for a moment.

After thinking about it, he felt that what Blake said made a lot of sense.

Because Dumbledore never had specific orders for him to do.

All of this is his own choice.

Investigate the Philosopher's Stone, investigate Nico Flamel, investigate Snape...

All of this has always been his own choice.

No one ever forced him to do it.

And all Dumbledore did was help him a little.

Like, give him back his father's invisibility cloak or something.

Blake saw that Harry didn't speak any more.

So I stood up.

"I know you still have doubts about me.

"But I don't really care if you misunderstand me or anything, Harry..."

"Like you, I thought of all the possibilities before making this choice."

"However, if I were to make a choice again.

"I will still choose to take it all on my own initiative."

"For the greater good..."

Blake took two steps outside.

Suddenly back again.

He handed Harry a book with a nice-looking cover.

"Almost forgot, Hagrid asked me to give it to you."

"Honestly, poor Hagrid is still paying for his mistakes."

"He thinks he made an unforgivable mistake."

"Because of a dragon egg, I almost killed you..."

"Perhaps you should take the initiative to find him after you leave the hospital."

Harry nodded, then opened the book in his hand...

In the next second, his eye sockets turned red.

This is a photo album.

It was filled with pictures of wizards.

The witches and wizards in the photo are smiling and waving at him...

It was Harry's parents, James and Lily Potter.

At this moment, Madam Pomfrey walked in.

She held a large glass of potion in her hand.

Madam Pomfrey looked at Harry's flushed eyes and sighed softly.

"Poor child... although it would be a bit inappropriate for me to say so."

"But you should be in a good mood right now."

"After drinking this cup of potion, take a good rest."

Blake looked at the potion in her hand, moved his nose slightly, and then frowned.

"I'm leaving, while you drink the medicine."

"Perhaps add a bar of chocolate to it first.

"It will taste much better."

When Blake walked out of the ward.

Sure enough, I saw the gloomy face.

Like Snape who was owed more than a hundred thousand Galleons.

He stared at Blake and sneered.

"Dumbledore said that your Potions skills have reached a very high level."

"But now it seems that it's just a waste of fame."

"Otherwise, you should know what effect adding chocolate to that cup of potion will have.

Blake laughs: "Of course I knew how it would work."

"If Harry adds chocolate, he will definitely have diarrhea..."

"However, I guess he would still be grateful to me.

"Because he'd rather have diarrhea than drink a big glass of potion that stinks like swill."

"Speaking of which, your bad habit of intentionally making the potion taste bad is really childish.

Snape snorted coldly.

"To each other, although my potion is terrible, you can add other things to relieve it. Instead of adding chocolate that will cause diarrhea."

So...you're not going to tell me you don't know this, are you?"

Blake also snorted coldly, walking past Snape.

"Of course I know, all I need is a little licorice...but this kid offended me just now...so it's reasonable to teach him a little lesson, right?"

"Hehe, I thought you were so generous..." Snape sneered again.

"So, for your own sake, have a better attitude, Professor Snape, otherwise I won't guarantee that the potion I give you will be filled next time.

"If next time you see the person you have a crush on and your enemy in your dream 'deep communication' in front of you, Chi Chi Chi"

Snape's face turned green, "You...how dare you?!"

"Why don't I dare? As you said, I'm stingy!"

"I...I apologize to you..."

Snape's back molars were about to crumble.

B...

If Blake is really playing tricks in the drunkenness potion...  

Wouldn't he want to explode on the spot?

Blake's promise to Dumbledore was complete.

Wait for Harry to wake up, and then explain to him...

What a boring commission.

So, after resolving this matter.

Blake walked toward the Room of Requirement with a sigh of relief.

During this period of time, he has accumulated one Supreme Treasure Chest and two Diamond Treasure Chests.

There are as many as seven other golden treasure chests.

The reason is not to open now.

It's all because the luck potion he brewed in the Room of Requirement is about to come out.

Since these days, the lucky potion is about to come out.

Then naturally all the treasure chests were saved first.

Anyway, it's not bad these days.

After all, there are lucky potions and there are no lucky potions.

There's still a big difference in what comes out...

Just when Blake came to the teaching building and was about to go upstairs.

Baker, the house-elf, appears.

"The old master heard that the young master is finally free. So... I want to meet you.

Blake rubbed his nose.

Grindelwald has been out for so long.

To be honest, Blake had long been prepared for Grindelwald to meet him.

It's just that he didn't expect it.

Grindelwald actually waited obediently.

Wait until everything has been dealt with on my side.

***2......

I can tell.

He really didn't want to run afoul of Dumbledore right now.

If Blake guessed correctly.

This meeting with Grindelwald.

Grindelwald must have had Dumbledore's approval...  

Or it is the default.

Blake said: "Since this is the case, let's go there."

Anyway, the luck potion in the Room of Requirement didn't heal so quickly.

and..…………

Blake also wanted to meet the legendary original Dark Lord.

"Please, little master, hold Baker's hand."

Baker said happily.

Obviously, he was very worried that the little master would directly choose to refuse.

After all, compared to Dumbledore.

His old master Grindelwald is indeed notorious.

Unexpectedly, the young master agreed to the old master's invitation without hesitation.

Blake reached out and took Baker's hand.

"!"

The apparition of the house-elf.

The experience is much more comfortable than that of the wizard.

Blake didn't feel much pain.

With a blink of an eye, I realized that I had changed places.

Blake took a closer look.

I found myself in a mansion.

Blake has only one adjective for that.

That is the ultimate luxury.

Blake was standing in the living room doorway.

And in the middle of the huge living room.

A gray-haired man was sitting on the sofa with his back to himself.

...asking for flowers...

Blake strode over.

It seemed to hear footsteps.

The gray-haired man stood up and turned around.

His hair has not been arranged much, it is still messy.

But the clothes were replaced by a well-tailored suit.

Grindelwald looks at Blake with a wide smile.

"Welcome home, boy."

"Home?" Blake looked around the big house.

"Yes, only such a mansion is worthy of the word 'home', isn't it?"

Grindelwald said proudly.

Blake couldn't help laughing and said, "I didn't expect you to be so competitive when you're so old."

Grindelwald blushed, "Hehe...is there any?"

"Actually, you and I both know that home is where there are people, no matter whether it's a mansion or a dilapidated wooden house, isn't it?"

Blake sat down on the soft sofa very comfortably.

"Okay, I've been seen through by you, I really want to compare with that old bastard Bullido.

Blake lives at Dumbledore's house.

Therefore, he purposely built a mansion that was hundreds of times more luxurious than Dumbledore's ancestral home for comparison.

The purpose is to let Blake see his strength.

Best to just move out of Godric's Hollow and live with him.

....0

But now, it seems that these external environments cannot attract Black.

This made Grindelwald feel a little bit lost.

A steaming teacup flew over slowly.

It fell into Blake's hands.

Devore also sat down again.

"This time, it's the first time we meet."

Grindelwald said with emotion.

Blake nodded.

In the past, we used communication notes and communication books to communicate.

Meeting is indeed the first time.

When meeting for the first time, Grindelwald's impression of Blake was a bit different from what he imagined.

how to say…………

It should be said that it is not as domineering as imagined!

Not even as imposing as when Dumbledore was serious.

Like an easygoing old man who lives next door.

"After you saw me, didn't you... feel a little disappointed?"

Grindelwald seemed to read what Blake was thinking.

"I'm not disappointed, but it's really different from what I imagined..."

"However, anyone has been in that cage for so many years.

"It's bound to change."

Instead of hiding, Blake chose to tell the truth.

But Grindelwald felt very happy.

The first second Blake was here began.

There is no feeling of rejection at all.

It looks extremely natural.

As if, this is indeed his home.

And when talking to myself.

Not even the slightest restraint

It's like really facing your old father.

Well, he is indeed his old father.

"Here...should not be far from Hogwarts."

Blake put down his half-drunk teacup.

He wants to know where he is now.

Think of Baker being able to Apparate himself in.

This means that this place is actually not too far from Hogwarts.

"Yes, it's not far."

"I just bought this place just for this meeting.

"You know, I don't really have much real estate in England..."

"Oh... I know what you're wondering about, they did seize most of my property."

"Even the money in Gringotts is taken by those greedy goblins."

"But...they have no right to seize my property in the Muggle world."

"so..….……"

Grindelwald looked at Blake's surprised expression and continued:

"Although time has taken most of my health away."

"But now I am really so poor that I only have money left."