Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Badger Have?

Snape had just finished speaking.

The blazing flames in the sky were extinguished in an instant.

It was as if the monstrous flames had never appeared.

Snape even felt wisps of cool breeze blowing on his face...

However, Snape was shocked though.

However, he is concerned about the ashes of his soul.

Still walking quickly into the scorched blackness everywhere.

Gubulai's Immortal Fire is no less powerful than the Li Fire Curse.

So, it was a pretty big camp.

Not even the ruins of the building have been preserved.

When Snape stepped into the fire.

Both feet actually sank directly into the thick ashes...

Blake soon saw Blake squatting on the ground.

And in his hand, there were three floccules emitting glittering white light.

"The harvest was pretty good."

Blake took out three bottles, raised his hand, and put the three balls of floc in his hands.

"How many soul ashes are left?" Snape asked with a frown.

The smell of burning at the scene was indeed a bit unpleasant.

Snape wanted to get out of this damn place quickly.

"Theoretically, one is enough."

"But... in terms of success rate, it would be better to brush more points.

"This is called being prepared for danger. One is still not safe."

Snape frowned and asked, "Does your experiment still have a success rate?"

"I'm kidding... Do you have a success rate when cooking potions? The best I can do is find a way to increase the success rate infinitely.

"You don't think that creating a new life is actually very simple, do you?"

"This is a deal with death..."

Blake's tone became serious for the first time.

"Okay..." After Snape heard what Blake said, he didn't ask any more questions.

"That magic you just did...how did you do it?"

Agatha asked excitedly.

She wanted to ask just now.

But because Blake was talking to Snape about business, he suppressed himself.

I saw the two of them finished talking about business.

Agatha asked quickly.

After all, the power of Blake's magic just now was really terrifying.

"It's nothing special, it's just the Gubulai fairy fire." Blake replied.

"But... what I saw was a ball of light like the sun!"

"Then...the camp was destroyed in an instant!"

"Even if it's the Gubulai Immortal Fire, it would be difficult to destroy such a large camp in an instant, right?"

Agatha asked excitedly.

"Hmm... It's really difficult to do ordinary Gubulai fairy fire or sharp fire."

"But we just need to compress the flames."

"Just compress the power of the flame and let it explode in an instant

Blake stretched out his hands and gestured casually.

"This...how can it be compressed?" Agatha asked.

To be honest, Blake's explanation is actually very general.

Agatha now is like a student who can't keep up with the progress and listens to the teacher skipping a certain test question that she doesn't understand...

Snape rarely urged him at this time.

Instead, he looked at Blake quietly.

In fact, Snape is also a person addicted to power, or in other words, he was once addicted to power.

Therefore, Blake's powerful magic will certainly arouse his curiosity.

"Let me give you an example."

Blake held out his left hand.

"First, summon your fire.

"boom!"

A ball of blazing Gubulai fairy fire floated meekly on the palm of Blake's left hand.

Both Agatha and Snape couldn't help but take a step back.

This is the same as Li Huo, just a little bit.

It will be burned to ashes by the terrifying flames...

However, such a terrifying flame is now just floating obediently in Blake's palm.

Like a small flame of a candle.

"Then...compress it..."

Blake raised his right hand to cover the flames in his left hand.

Then, the small flame gradually condensed into a sphere right in front of Snape and Agatha's eyes...

"Finally...just throw it out..."

Blake said and threw the small fireball in his hand.

The small fireball landed on a hillside in the distance.

"boom!"

There was a huge explosion.

The sky-wide flames instantly engulfed the hillside.

"receive!"

Blake moved his hand.

The sky-wide flames covering the hillside disappeared instantly.

Snape and Agatha looked in the direction of the hillside in shock.

Now, there are no hills there.

Instead, there was a large, dark pit...

This deep pit was not created by burning.

But it was blown up.

Because when the Gubulai Immortal Fire was compressed to the extreme and then suddenly released.

The first thing that happened was a huge explosion.

Immediately afterwards, comes the damage from the fire...

In fact, no one can resist the power of that kind of explosion.

Not to mention the subsequent fire damage.

Blake looked behind him, and under the Eye of Truth, he clearly saw Snape and Agatha staring at the deep pit with their mouths open.

"So...do you understand?"

Snape and Agatha shook their heads at the same time.

You can understand a hammer!

Snape groaned inwardly.

You teach like this... just like when I was taking Potions class.

Just say, "First do this, then do that, and then do this again, and you will be able to brew the magic potion..." What's the difference?

Blake smiled: "That's right...Actually, it's not surprising that you don't understand."

"Professor Dumbledore taught me the magic of love a long time ago."

"I have only recently fully understood the nature of this magic."

Agatha's eyes lit up, "What is the essence?"

"Wish." Blake said, "Your wish."

"What's the meaning?"

Blake explained: "The so-called magic of love is actually an intense emotion...

"Just like the killing curse, if you want to cast the spell successfully, you must have hatred in your heart. The kind of hatred that makes the other person die immediately!"

"On the contrary, when you cast the Patronus Charm, you should have a happy emotion in your heart, and you will have a hope to protect the happy thoughts in your heart..."

"Although the two have completely opposite emotions, they can both be said to be a wish in your heart...

"That is, what effect do you hope your magic can help you achieve!"

"The stronger your desire, the stronger your magic."

"This is the power of the heart, the power of your desire...

"I have controlled and compressed the Gublai Immortal Fire to this extent. I don't have any magic spells or any skills.

"All I have is the desire to have my own magic."

"I wanted this Gubralite fire to appear [and my magic made it appear."

"I hope that the Gublai Immortal Fire can completely listen to me, and my magic will make it completely listen to my words."

"And when I want this ball of Gubulai fairy fire to be compressed..."

Blake raised his hand, and the sublingual fairy fire that had been compressed into a sphere appeared in his hand.

"My magic will also realize my wish and compress it..."

"This is what I have figured out recently, the nature of magic..."

"If you still don't understand...there is a more popular way of saying it.

"That is... you just need to be responsible for making a wish, and then leave everything to the magic..."

Snape and Agatha were both lost in thought.

Blake's words had a severe impact on their understanding of magic.

If magic was really what Blake thought it was.

So, doesn’t it mean that there is no need for any magic spell at all?

What kind of magic do you want to use? You just need to think about it and you can use it?

"No...no..." The first person to object was Snape.

He said in a deep voice: "If it is according to what you said...then what is the meaning of the magic spell and the spell-casting gesture?"

"You should know the importance of spells and spellcasting gestures...

Blake asked with a smile: "Oh...Severus, you have seen Voldemort and Professor Dumbledore cast spells. Do they have any extra moves?"

Snape couldn't help but be speechless...

He had actually seen Voldemort and Dumbledore take action with his own eyes!

Voldemort's death curse never followed any casting gestures.

I always raise my wand and shoot...

Even chanting the Death Curse loudly was just to scare others.

He would not be so naive as to think that Voldemort would not be able to use the Death Curse without reciting the curse...

As for Dumbledore......

Snape had the impression that Dumbledore rarely even used a wand when casting spells...

Besides, if magic spells and spell-casting gestures are necessary.

So wouldn't it be impossible for wandless spellcasting and silent spells to appear?

I don’t even have a magic wand, so what’s the gesture?

If you haven't recited the curse, what's the curse?

Snape recalled the times when he practiced silent spells and wandless spellcasting.

The more I think about it, the more I think Blake is right....

.... We recite the incantation and use the spell-casting gestures... just to strengthen the intensity of your desire!"

…please give me flowers…………

"But, you know, many wizards don't need to do this to successfully cast spells.

"This is the knowledge I have gained through practice..."

"Of course, it's okay if you don't agree. Anyway, this is how I use magic now."

Blake added.

Snape was speechless.

Agatha, on the other hand, was looking at her wand excitedly and thinking.

After a while.

"I think you're right, Blake."

Agatha came to her senses first.

She put away her wand.

"Your words gave me a lot of new ideas... I will definitely study them carefully after I go back!"

"However, it's getting late now. How about we complete the commission first?"

Blake smiled: "Of course!"

After this reminder, Blake believed that Agatha's strength would be further improved.

I believe that it won’t be long before, like old Lepp, he will be able to truly afford a Ring of Power!

As for Snape.………….

Although he has a bad mouth, it would be good for Blake if he became stronger.

After all, if he really makes a little Lily as his daughter.

I can rely on this favor to control him for the rest of my life.

The three of them did not stay any longer.

After cleaning up.

Blake just opened the dimensional door and left this place.

The same goes for the next place

It is a stronghold.

Coincidentally, the initiator of this commission happened to be the victim of the previous commission.

........0.......

The two organizations are at each other's throats.

It is a very normal thing to send each other commissions to report each other's stronghold.

However, this has nothing to do with the Blake trio.

They are only responsible for killing people now.

See the stronghold in front of you.

Flames appeared on the tip of Snape's wand.

That was clearly a fierce fire.

He was ready to set fire to it.

However, this time Blake stopped him.

"What's wrong? You just started killing me as soon as we met."

Snape asked with a frown.

Blake wasn't that ink-stained just now.

"The camp just now was full of dark wizards, so it didn't matter if we were direct.

"But now...there are innocent people in this camp."

Blake said calmly.

"How do you know?" Snape looked at the camp in front of him in confusion.

He only saw sentries and protective spells around the camp.

I just can't see any innocent people.

"The third tent counting from the door.

"There are more than ten people locked up inside."

Blake didn't explain how he knew, he just told the result directly.

Snape was dubious.

But Agatha was already gearing up.

"Ha! Since we can't just burn them all."

"That means I can also go on the court and stretch my limbs?"

As long as Blake is not blamed, Agatha will have a chance to play.

"Yes, come on, just don't kill these guys first, it's best to knock them all out..."

"Killing directly will not drop soul ashes...

Blake's face was hidden in the shadows, but what he said made Snape feel cold.

Snape understood that this was Blake's plan to bring these guys together and then...burn...

It's just... so cruel!

What? All this is to help me get a daughter?

Good burn!

Agatha and Snape took the lead, brutally erasing the camp's guardian magic and then broke in all the way.

"The Divine Edge is Shadowless!"

Snape muttered a curse.

Then the gate to the camp was hacked to pieces…

"Enemy attack!"

The camp soon became noisy.

However, the noise soon disappeared.

Because, Blake followed Agatha and Snape and took action.

Agatha and Snape once again witnessed Blake's power of magic at will...013211123Feilu063103591]

While they were still attacking with stun spells one after another.

Blake has already begun to sweep away with the stun spell...

Snape's mouth twitched slightly as he looked at the unconscious dark wizards everywhere.

Last time I saw someone firing the stun spell like a laser...

Or Dumbledore...

After Blake saw Snape's shocked look, he smiled and said, "As long as I make a wish to magic, let my coma spell shoot the magic like a water gun and it will come true for me."

Fleurs, do you want to give it a try?"

Snape:... Corpse....