Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Badger Have?

This large group of people went to separate rooms, making it very noisy.

However, there was no quarrel due to dissatisfaction with the room.

After Agatha distributed everyone's keys, she came down first.

At this time, Blake and Old Lepp were already waiting in the open space.

It didn't take long for the new employees who had put away their luggage to gather in front of the open space where Blake was.

At the same time, Grindelwald also got his room key.

His room was on the highest floor and had a great view.

Grindelwald liked it very much.

There is no way, he just likes high places!

Moreover, these rooms actually come with a small balcony!

Grindelwald stood on the balcony, overlooking the entire mountaintop base.

I couldn't help but be filled with pride.

He looked over at Blake who was standing downstairs.

He couldn't help but smile.

"This place is really nice... It should be on the top of a certain mountain..."

"I don't know. Doesn't that old guy Dumbledore know about this place?"

Grindelwald thought for a while and felt that Dumbledore probably didn't know this place.

Otherwise, Blake would not be able to place his organizational base here.

Thinking of this, Grindelwald became happy again.

Blake founded the organization and did not avoid me!

It seems that I am more important to him than Dumbledore!

Grindelwald looked at Old Bart's old face and smiled like a chrysanthemum.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, which exuded the charming aroma of new wood.

Grindelwald quickly suppressed the unbridled smile on his face.

The door to the room opened in one stroke.

I saw old Bolton standing outside the door.

"I live across from you." Old Burton pointed to the door across the corridor.

"Aha, that's a coincidence." Grindelwald said happily.

"It's not a coincidence." Bolton said calmly: "I discussed with that little girl and changed rooms with someone else.

"Ah? Why?" Grindelwald asked in surprise.

"You are too weak, I have to take care of you." Old Bolton continued to say calmly.

"Ah? Uh..."

Even if Grindelwald is good at talking, he doesn't know what to say now.

This was the first time in his life that he was told that he was too weak...

However, Old Bolton seems to be an old guy with a cold face and a warm heart.

He obviously cares about his comrades, but he always says something irritating.

"I said you are weak, are you not convinced?" Old Burton said: "A wizard can't even cure his own constipation.

"You still have to ask Master Blake to give you the potion... You still say you're not weak? I don't know why Master Blake picked you."

Grindelwald:………

At this time, Grindelwald felt a little aggrieved.

Constipation was obviously an excuse he made casually!

but.......

It seems they were right

A wizard who couldn't even deal with such an ailment on his own.

It's really weak...

At least if you put yourself in his shoes, he would think so.

Grindelwald sighed and endured...

Who told him to make such a bad excuse, and then this old Bolton didn't believe it?!

"You have nothing to say? If you have nothing to say, we should go down."

“Master Blake is still waiting for us to gather.

Grindelwald heard this.

Close the door immediately and prepare to go downstairs quickly.

He hasn't seen much of Blake's speech yet!

Blake summoned everyone because he definitely wanted to announce the evolution of the passionate Peng Bai!

Grindelwald expressed that he wanted to see it!

However, the moment the door was closed.

"Snoring..." Grindelwald's stomach made a strange sound...

"Haha..." Grindelwald showed an awkward but polite smile, and then took a step back...

"bump!"

The door was closed in front of Old Bolton.

Old Burton raised his hand and slapped his nose...

Then he curled his lips and said, "So weak..."

inside the room.

With the sound of Old Bolton's footsteps leaving, Grindelwald's face turned green.

The potion Blake gave me actually caused diarrhea!

He didn't waste any time using magic spells to stop diarrhea.

Instead, go straight to the toilet!

Because he knows that Blake's potions and spells don't work well...

If he wants you to pull it, you can do it...

"He couldn't have done it on purpose!"

"No, no! My disguise is so good! Even Vita can't recognize me. How could he see through me so quickly among so many people?"

Crowds of people came down from the staff dormitory building one after another.

It didn't take long before everyone was basically there.

There is one less "Bart" who is solving personal problems...

"Old Bart can't come for the time being." Burton came to Blake and said calmly.

"Oh? Did the medicine work?" Blake touched his chin and smiled.

"Yes."

"How...is he doing now?" Blake asked expectantly.

Burton was silent for a while, and then said: "It stinks..."

Bolton had just finished speaking.

The system prompt sounds.

"Ding! Depressed mood detected!"

"Ding! Congratulations on getting a golden treasure chest!"

Blake observed Burton and found that he did not look depressed.

That is to say......

This depressing mood comes from Grindelwald!

"Snap!" Blake snapped his fingers.

Plan passes!

It's not that I'm a bad person, it's just that the treasure chest is too dazzling...

You just run around a few times, but I can harvest a big treasure chest!

So, for my treasure chest, please run to the toilet a few more times!

Just when Blake was running around with a bunch of thoughts of "bringing filial piety to the whole family".

Bolton asked hesitantly: "Master Blake, why did you pick him? He looks so weak..."

"If the mission we are about to face has a relatively high risk, I'm worried that old Bart will not be able to handle it. So I still suggest that Lao Zhongte can retire to Pure Menggard.

"Well...you are really a kind person, Mr. Bolton." Blake said with a smile.

In fact, he still found it quite funny when he heard him say that Grindelwald was weak.

However, although what this guy said was not pleasant to listen to, it was really for the sake of his comrades.

I worry that Bart, played by Grindelwald, is too weak to cope with the dangers he may encounter next.

That's why Blake said that he is a kind guy.

However, Mr. Bolton seems to be a bit paralyzed.

It still felt weird to see him speaking coldly and caring words. Like a kinder version of Snape?

Snape: Am I not kind?

"Don't worry, Mr. Bolton. In fact, Mr. Bart is not that weak. What makes him strong is different from you."

Blake casually found a reason to convince Bolton.

You can't just say that since he is Grindelwald, you don't need to worry, right?

Although, even if Blake said it clearly, Bolton wouldn't say anything.

But what if Burton knew Bart's true identity.

Then, his next performance will definitely be impossible to hide from that old fox Grindelwald.

Now, Blake has not revealed Grindelwald's plans yet.

After Bolton heard Blake's words, a look of realization appeared on his face.

He actually didn't have much interaction with Old Bart before.

I just saw it.

Therefore, he now "understands" Old Bart a little bit.

No wonder such a dish was chosen, it turns out he is a special talent!

A qualified team cannot be made up of all combatants. Very reasonable!

Old Burton did not ask Blake any more about what special abilities Old Bart had, but returned directly to the team.

"It's too late! It's too late!"

Grindelwald rushed out of the door, he didn't want to miss Blake's speech!

...

"Gulu..."

"Farke!" Grindelwald crossed his legs and rushed back into the room again...

downstairs.

Blake listened to the system's announcement from time to time, and was rewarded with a large treasure chest.

The smile on his face is very bright.

It's different from what Grindelwald imagined.

Blake didn't give a speech to inspire people.

Because he has a systematic directory, these people in front no longer need to win over with inflammatory speeches.

Blake only said one sentence.

"This is Old Lepp. From now on, when I'm not around, you all have to listen to him."

After Blake finished speaking, he stood aside.

The stage was temporarily handed over to Lao Lepp.

Old Lepp stood forward wearing that sexy outfit.

All the old guys' eyes lit up.

They are all experienced old wizards.

Of course, it is easy to see clearly how precious the equipment on Old Lepp's body is.

"I know you may be a little unconvinced. But..."

"If you are not convinced, you have to be convinced."

"Because I am the first person to follow Master Blake! Look at me now..."

Old Lepp continued to play with his equipment coquettishly.

The old wizards all looked straight.

They don't care much about gold galleons.

However, this kind of equipment, which is hard to buy even with money, is really rare!

Moreover, no one understands the importance of this kind of alchemical equipment better than these veteran warriors who have been through life and death many times.

For example, during a battle, if you are unequipped and see a spell coming from the opposite side, even if it is just a stun spell, you have to avoid it.

But those who have equipment don’t have to hide! They rely entirely on their equipment to resist!

The better the alchemy equipment, the more functions it has and the more advanced the spells it can resist.

There are even some alchemy clothes that can temporarily resist the life-killing curse at critical moments!

So... when everyone looked at the equipment on Old Lepp, you can imagine how jealous they were.

…Please give me flowers…

To be honest, if Blake wasn't here.

They couldn't help but want to go up and strip Old Lepp naked!

Because this old guy, even the boots on his feet, are extremely high-quality alchemy tools!

Seeing everyone's breathing getting heavier.

Old Lepp began to slowly take off his magic robe.

After a while, he took off all his good equipment and floated beside him automatically.

"Want it?"

Old Lepp only had a pair of thin clothes on his body.

A pair of feet are also bare.

"Do you want it?" Old Lepp asked again: "If you want it... come and grab it, as long as you can beat me."

As Old Lepp spoke, he picked up his wand and looked at everyone with a smile.

All eyes turned to Blake instantly.

Blake smiled and nodded in agreement.

In an instant everything was boiling underneath.

Everyone wants to come up and bring down Old Lepp.

But...even though old Rep

Don't care if they go together.

However, they still want to face it.

They still tacitly decided to challenge each other!

Earn this outfit fair and square.

"I'll do it." Bolton walked out.

When everyone saw it was him, they didn't even have any objections.

Blake smiled and used his eyes of truth to hit the little old man with a blazing golden light on his body.

It seems that Old Bolton should be recognized as the strongest among this group of people.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for others to let him go first.

"Come on," said Old Repp.

The two stood opposite each other.

The surrounding atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

*********

Although neither of them has taken action yet.

But this natural sense of oppression still made everyone aware of their powerful strength.

Experts will know if there is one as soon as they take action.

At this time, they also knew why Lao Lepu had such strong self-confidence...

Being able to compete tit for tat with old Bolton in terms of momentum.

People's strength is indeed not something that can be built on.

Of course, the feelings of people off the court were far less intense than those of Old Bolton.

No one noticed that Old Bolton's back was completely soaked.

His expression was extremely solemn, because he found that old Lepp still looked relaxed and at ease...

The body seems to be full of flaws, but... there seems to be no flaws at all!

Old Bolton knew that he could not wait any longer, because he found that during the confrontation, he felt a little powerless!

"Whoosh!"

"bump!"

Two fiery spells intersect.

The victory has been decided!

Old Bolton's iron armor spell was instantly shattered.

The person was also hit five meters away!

However, when Bolton stood still, he realized that apart from being knocked away, he was not injured at all!

And the old Lepp opposite...

Even his movements didn't seem to have changed much!

Moreover, there is no defensive magic such as the Iron Armor Curse in front of him!

Bolton didn't even know how Old Rip blocked his spell!

"I lost." Bolton said simply. "I obey you."

After Bolton finished speaking, he naturally wanted to retreat into the crowd.

"You are also very strong, Old Bolton." Old Lepp said with a smile.

He stretched out his hand and tugged on his sleeve, showing the holes on it.

That's where Bolton's Piercing Spell penetrated!

"From now on, you will be my deputy!"

Bolton nodded slightly.

"Happy to oblige."

Old Lepp continued: "Is there anyone else who wants to try it?"

Next, even though everyone knew that Lao Lepu was extremely powerful, these militant ex-witch members continued to challenge him.

In fact, they just want to find a strong opponent to fight against.

Ten minutes later, Old Lepp was still standing on top with a smile.

And those former witch cultists looked at Old Rep with admiration.

Blake watched the whole process from the side and didn't stop him.

Because he understands that no matter where he is, the strong will be respected.

I want Lao Lepp to be able to manage these people well when he has no time.

Then, letting them pass each other is the easiest way.

"Sorry, I'm late." Old Bart, pretending to be Grindelwald, finally got downstairs smoothly.

It's just that his face is a little pale...

Who has such diarrhea that his face turns pale...

"Mr. Bart, I'm glad you finally defeated your constipation and rejoined us." Blake said with a smile.

"However, you look a little dehydrated... Come on, take a sip of pumpkin juice!"

Grindelwald looked at the pumpkin juice handed to him, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

How dare he drink what Blake gave him!

Until now, his legs are still weak!

"No... no need. I really... don't have a drop left..."

ps: Try to find time to code word B during the day tomorrow. .