Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Badger Have?

"Bode, move a little further to the left."

"Please... go to my left, not yours..."

"Bata!"

A wooden beam fell squarely on a house that had not been completely repaired.

But Bode was so tired that he was sweating profusely.

He sat down on the ground, dropped his wand, picked up the water bottle and drank a few large gulps of water.

Agatha glanced at his thin arms and legs.

"I heard that there are some very strong guys in the Ministry of Magic...and among the Silent People, there are even some very powerful wizards..."

Bode waved his hand, "I know what you want to say, Agatha, but... I'm just a researcher..."

"Do you expect me to be both civil and military?"

Agatha licked her slightly dry lips.

He said with some disappointment: "I know you are not...so, what a pity."

"I thought there was someone I could compare notes with."

Bode shuddered: "Are you bounty hunters so warlike?"

"Anyway, I can't do it anymore, and Agnes can't beat you. How about... you try Old Lepp?"

Agatha curled her lips and said, "He went out with Blake, otherwise, I would have asked him to test my credentials.

"I haven't used magic in many years, and I feel like my fighting skills are rusty."

She waved her wand vigorously.

Then a pile of thick and heavy wooden beams over there flew up on the spot and quickly landed on the beams with incomparable precision...

Bode was startled.

There are so many, so heavy beams that all can be sent to where they need to go with just a wave of a magic wand.

This not only requires powerful magic power, but also extremely exaggerated skills...

Obviously, Agatha's fighting skills are not as rusty as she said.

However, Bode suddenly remembered something...

"What you can do in one second, you want me to work hard for?"

Agatha said sternly: "Because I think you need to exercise 03.

"Please! I was just using magic!"

"But you're almost exhausted from just using magic, aren't you?"

Bode was speechless for a moment.

Suddenly, in front of Bode, a circle of sparks suddenly appeared.

Everyone was refreshed.

This is Blake coming back!

Bode looked at the circle of sparks feverishly, his eyes full of inquiry.

He wanted to know how this strange magic worked.

"Whoosh!"

Sparkles circle forming.

They discovered that on the other side of the circle of sparks, there was a snowstorm!

A group of people walked directly through the dimensional gate.

Wait until the dimensional door is closed.

There were also snowflakes falling on the ground!

"call!"

Blake opened his robe and shook the snow off his clothes.

"I didn't expect it to be so cold in Tibet."

Old Rep took a breath into his hands, rubbed his hands together and said, "Because it's winter now, Blake."

Blake took out a plate of strange sunflowers from his arms.

The warm light emitted by the sunflowers and the sunshine shine on the body together, making everyone feel warm.

He looked around and couldn't help but exclaimed, "What a great place...Agatha."

Bode curled his lips and said, "The scenery is nice, but this is on the mountain."

"Besides the plunderers, who else will live in the mountains?"

“It’s not convenient to go down the mountain to buy anything.”

Agatha looked at him sideways, "What do you know? It's safe here! It's surrounded by cliffs on all sides!"

"Except for flying, basically no one can come up.

"Besides, I just hid the entire mountain with magic today."

Bode murmured, "But it's inconvenient..."

"...Inconvenient? You are a wizard. You don't want to tell me that you don't know how to apparate, do you?"

"It doesn't matter if you don't, I've prepared a broom!"

Maybe it's because Agatha is so strong that she doesn't like weaklings.

Therefore, Bode, who has no outstanding magic ability, is always criticized by her.

Bode sat aside aggrievedly, "I...I am a researcher..."

"Okay, Agatha, Bode is good at research. It's normal for him not to be proficient in some magic."

Blake tried to smooth things over, patted Bode on the shoulder and said: "It's okay, I have a way to make this place more convenient.

The place Agatha chose was on the top of a mountain.

On the top of the mountain is a large piece of flat land, as big as a football field.

From a distance, it looks like the mountain peak has been cut in half.

Moreover, there are steep cliffs on all sides, and there is no way up the mountain...

If Muggles want to come up, they have no other choice but to take a helicopter.

If the wizard wants to go up the mountain, other than disapparating, he can only fly up on a broom.

However, since the entire mountain was hidden by Agatha, outsiders would not be able to find it.

A great hiding place indeed.

Of course, one person can hide such a big mountain.

It can also be seen how powerful Agatha is...

Blake said curiously: "I really didn't know there were such high mountains in the UK..."

Agatha said: "It was not so high originally, but my family...my father and others have been casting magic on this mountain...he likes to live in high places. .Then the mountain gets higher and higher..."

Blake was speechless for a while, how fierce your family is... you have raised a mountain so much...

"What about your family?"

Agatha looked dark.

"Oh, sorry." Blake apologized.

"It doesn't matter...but he did leave me a good place..."

Agatha recovered after a while, "Blake, why don't you introduce the newcomers to us?"

At this time, Agatha looked at the people standing behind Blake, a trace of fanaticism flashing in her eyes.

It was a passion for fighting.

"Oh...of course!"

When Blake left, there were three of them.

When I came back, there were four more.

Blake pulled over a middle-aged man with brown hair and a sallow face.

He looked thin and unsmiling, with a stern face and a gloomy look.

If it weren't for the wrong hair color, I would have thought it was Snape.

"This is Ackerman Allen. He was originally the protagonist of "Walking with the Ghouls."

"Hello..." Allen's voice was also weak and looked weak.

But Agatha looked at him with bright eyes.

She could feel that this guy was stronger than Agnes!

"This is Church Wright." Blake said, pulling another short fat man over.

He seemed like the exact opposite of Allen.

With a smile on his face, he felt happy just looking at it.

"He was supposed to be the main character in "Walking with Trolls."

"Hello everyone! You can call me Church..."

Agatha's eyes turned to him.

His face became even more excited.

This kind of guy who looks harmless to humans and animals at first glance is often not simple.

Blake pulled over another slender figure wearing a cloak.

"This is Winsty. It was her who was written about in Voyage with the Vampire."

Winsty took off her cloak, revealing a pale little face.

Agatha and Agnes both looked at the girl in surprise.

She seemed to be only fifteen or sixteen years old.

There was a feeling of being away from strangers all over his body.

Agatha couldn't tell her true nature.

However, she keenly discovered that both Allen and Church subconsciously stayed away from her.

"She? How old was she when Lockhart attacked her?" Agnes couldn't help but ask.

Convert based on the release date of that book.

She was only twelve or thirteen years old when Lockhart attacked her, right?

What a beast!

"In fact... in "Traveling with a Vampire", I am the daughter of the vampire in the book."

Winsty's voice was calm.

"But... in that book, the protagonist finally..."

Before Bode could finish his words, Agatha sealed his mouth with a spell.

Winsty's face remained calm.

She was silent for a while and then said: "He wants to turn me into a vampire, so..."

"She met Lockhart right after that incident," Blake explained. "Lockhart listened to her story and then attacked her."

Agatha keenly noticed that when Winsty heard the name Lockhart, a trace of blood flashed in her pupils...

"This last one..." Blake pulled the last taciturn middle-aged man with blond hair over.

"His name is Barry. The main character in A Year with the Tibetan Snowman."

Barry looked at everyone, his mouth moved slightly, and he mumbled for a long time before speaking.

"My story is false... That snowman is just a companion I made using magic... At that time, I had been hiding in Tibet for a long time and was really lonely."

"But Lockhart believed it... I didn't expect him to take this story as his own..."

"Actually...it's okay to treat him as my own. I regard him as a friend, so I don't actually care about his story about me...but...he did this to me. The Forgetting Curse..."

"Why would he hurt me? I've been hiding in Tibet and living alone... Why would anyone hurt me?! Why am I still so unlucky?"

A trace of anger flashed in Barry's eyes. He waved his wand, and a layer of water quickly appeared on the ground visible to the naked eye...

After several people got to know each other.

Blake said to Old Rep: "Old Rep, can you come with me again?"

"Of course!" Old Lepp saw the excitement here and felt very happy.

"where do you want to go?"

"To make this place more convenient, I have to go to Knockturn Alley to buy something." Blake's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Okay." Old Rep knew that Blake might run into unnecessary trouble if he went to Knockturn Alley.

Therefore, it will be much better if you accompany yourself.

"Well, you wait here while I go and replenish the Galleons..." The Galleons that Blake carried with him have been almost used these days.

"Go back and get money?" Agatha said nonchalantly: "Does it cost money to buy things in Knockturn Alley?"

All eyes were on her.

"What's wrong?" Agatha looked at everyone's eyes in confusion, "Anyway, I never bring any money when I go to browse.

"The foundation of those rats is not clean at all."

“Every time I went there, I wouldn’t pay for my purchases, because they couldn’t beat me anyway.

"As long as they dare to report it to the Aurors, I will return the things to them. But, do they dare?"

Agatha said, crossing her arms.

Agatha had no psychological burden for robbing scum.

Blake had to give a thumbs up: 740 "You are awesome..."

"It's not that I'm great, it's that they are cowardly." Agatha said, "So, you don't have to go back to get the money. I just need to go with you."

Old Rep shrugged, "I have no objection..."

A few minutes later.

Knockturn Alley.

Blake appeared in Knockturn Alley wearing a cloak and a scarf covering his face.

This outfit is perfectly normal in Knockturn Alley.

And next to him.

Agatha did not cover her face.

She glanced defiantly at the people hurriedly walking in Knockturn Alley.

A smile appeared on his face.

"Knockturn Alley, I, Agatha, am back!"

Blake looked at the high-spirited Agatha.

An idea suddenly came to my mind.

However, he plans to try Agatha's ability first!

****

"Danglanglang!"

A guest comes in.

The bell at the door of the store rang.

The shopkeeper, known as Borgin Burke, looked toward the door.

"welcome.

Bock said cheerfully.

Then, when he saw clearly who was coming.

His cheerful smile froze immediately.

"Agatha! You are not...not..."

Agatha smiled and added for him.

"Do you want to ask why I, a crazy person, am here?"

"Oh! No no no!"

Blake noticed that Bock's voice was trembling!

Obviously, the former Agatha must have brought many "pleasant" encounters to Bock.

"Why would I think so? You know me..."

Bock showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

"It's just that you haven't been here for a while. So I was a little surprised for a while..."

"I don't know...what do you want when you come here this time?"

He looked at Agatha warily.

I'm afraid this crazy woman will go crazy again...

His Bojinbok store was not like this back then!

This store has been rebuilt...

Agatha turned her gaze to Blake.

She wasn't quite sure what exactly Blake wanted to "realize".

Blake pointed to an oddly shaped cabinet in the store.

"I want this cabinet!"

Bock nodded and said, "Of course, of course! You have such a good sense!"

"This cabinet is uniquely made and not expensive. It only requires..."

Then Bock saw Agatha's teasing eyes.

.......It's just that I like to make friends. Since this is the first time I meet this guest, then.........I will give you this cabinet... .

At this moment, Bock's heart was bleeding. .