Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Badger Have?

He looked at the book on the table that had lost its meaning after just one flip.

Blake scratched his head.

"I'm really diligent …"

He picked up his magic wand.

He played with it fondly for a while.

Then he put it into the system warehouse.

At this stage, he couldn't take it out for the time being.

When Blake decided to let Ollivander make the magic wand.

He tried to make it the same as this one.

Then he would be able to take it out in the open.

Of course, if Ollivander didn't accept Blake's request for a custom appearance.

Then he would have to redefine the appearance of his magic wand.

It would be good to change it to the same one that Ollivander made.

Thinking of this.

Blake opened the door and walked out.

He was going to have breakfast first before deciding on today's itinerary.

He came to the bar counter of the Broken Cauldron Bar.

He saw the crumpled bread in the plates of the other customers.

And the dry steaks.

He couldn't help but sigh.

It was only cheap to eat here.

Otherwise, with this food.

It would be strange if someone ate here.

Blake went directly to the owner of the Broken Cauldron Bar, Tom.

"Boss, can I borrow your kitchen?"

"Yes, you can use it as you wish."

"However, you have to pay for the ingredients."

"Of course, unless you bring your own ingredients."

Blake heard this and casually threw out a gold coin.

Tom took the gold coin nimbly.

Then, he pulled out a notebook and wrote down Blake's name.

"I'll deduct the ingredients you use here," he added.

"Got it!"

Blake said.

Then he ran into the kitchen …

The products of the system were all exquisite.

Back then.

The intermediate level of Cooking Proficiency had already made Blake's cooking skills perfect.

Let alone now.

Not long after.

The aroma of frying steak came from the kitchen …

It attracted the other customers to look inside.

Although frying steak was fragrant.

But now, wasn't it a little too fragrant?

"Boss!

Are you frying steak behind? "

"I want one!"

A customer shouted to order.

Tom was writing in the book.

After Blake's name, write down the cost of the ingredients used to fry the steak.

Hearing that, he casually replied, "That's the steak that the customer is frying himself."

"If you're asking me to order, I won't be able to."

Tom had just finished his words.

Blake carried two steaks.

She walked out from behind the kitchen.

When Tom saw this, he opened the book again.

He added a line behind Blake's name.

Blake ignored the gazes of the people around him.

He placed the plate on the table and started to eat.

"Aiya … As expected of the System."

This Supreme Grade Cooking Proficiency was simply ridiculous!

With just one bite, Blake almost cried from the fragrance.

At this moment, a sleepy little girl came down from upstairs.

"Good morning!

Hannah! "Blake waved at Hannah.

"Good … Good morning." Hannah was finally not that shy today.

"I'll treat you to breakfast."

"As a thank you gift for helping me yesterday."

Blake said as he pushed the extra steak to the table.

Tom stared at Blake for a moment.

"Good boy, I was wondering why you fried two servings!"

Hanna didn't really want to go there.

But …

When Blake pushed the steak out.

That aroma …

The customer just now saw Blake's actions.

She was about to drool.

Isn't this steak a little too fragrant?!

Hanna originally wanted to refuse.

But she didn't know why.

When she came back to her senses.

She was already sitting next to Blake.

When she was a little surprised by her actions.

She found that she had already cut a small piece of steak …

Didn't … Didn't I want to refuse?

Why …

When Hannah opened her mouth to say something.

She had already stabbed a small piece of steak with her fork and was about to put it into her mouth.

Hannah, who was struggling with her own rationality.

In the end, she lost to her instincts.

Although Hanna wanted to refuse in her heart.

Her body was very honest …

It was all because … this steak was too fragrant!

In the end, she gave up resisting.

She closed her eyes and put the beef on the fork into her mouth.

"It's … it's delicious!"

It was tender and juicy, and the texture was top-notch …

Originally, Hanna had always thought that her cooking skills were very good.

But now …

"Boohoo … what if I can't eat such delicious food in the future!"

"Ding!

Detected the emotion of joy. "

"Ding!

Congratulations to the host for obtaining one silver treasure chest! "

Because of the food.

Hanna was actually much more talkative.

Especially when she asked Blake for advice on cooking techniques.

…

After breakfast.

Blake, who was feeling refreshed, came to Diagon Alley again.

Yesterday, because Dumbledore was by his side.

So there were still many places he had not been to.

He took advantage of the fact that there was not enough time to go to Ollivander's shop.

Therefore …

He went straight to the herb shop!

The shop that sold herbs also sold seeds.

In fact, he had been here yesterday.

It was just that Dumbledore was there yesterday.

So some seeds were not easy to buy.

But today …

Blake soon arrived at the entrance of the herb shop.

But …

It seemed that enemies were bound to meet on a narrow road.

He immediately saw a green figure.

Cassandra was squatting at the entrance of the herb shop, picking out seeds.

The corners of Blake's mouth curled up slightly.

Oh, someone was going to give him a treasure chest again!

At the thought of this, Blake walked over directly.

Sure enough, he deliberately increased the sound of his footsteps.

Soon, he attracted Cassandra's attention.

Blake seemed to have no intention of talking to Cassandra.

Instead, he was prepared to walk past her.

But …

"Wait!" Cassandra shouted at Blake.

A hint of a smile flashed across the corners of Blake's mouth.

I knew you were going to stop me.

As far as Blake knew …

Cassandra should be very knowledgeable in herbology.

This was also the reason why Blake was able to open a herb-type skill in her chest last night.

She saw him coming to the herb shop to buy things.

According to her personality …

She would definitely take the opportunity to get back at him.

So Blake guessed that she would call out to him.

"My name is Cassandra Worley."

"Actually, we met in the wand shop yesterday."

Cassandra said slightly arrogantly.

"Oh … so it's you."

"Hello, Miss Worley.

My name is Blake.

Blake Green. "

Blake answered politely.

Then, he pretended to look at Cassandra.

Then he said calmly.

"Well … Miss Worley, is your neck, Miss.

"Why do you keep looking up?

"Why don't you find a doctor

"Look, I can see your nostrils.

"This is too unladylike."

Cassandra's body stiffened.

"You …"

She almost lost her cool because of Blake.

Kassandra, who had always thought of herself as a lady.

How could she stand being called unladylike?

"Ding!

Anger detected! "

"Ding!

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

Blake chuckled to himself.

Hehe, who asked you to glare at me with your nostrils?

"I'll anger you to death."

Blake wasn't worried at all that the little girl would turn around and leave.

After all …

She didn't want to get back at him for yesterday.

How could she sleep at night?

Sure enough.

Blake found that she quietly took several deep breaths.

He skipped the topic of being unladylike.

He asked again, "Are you here to buy herb seeds too?"

"Oh!

Of course, I know a little about herbology. "

"So, I'm going to buy some seeds to plant."

It was as if he didn't feel Cassandra's hostility at all.

Blake replied calmly.

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