Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Badger Have?

In this world, people and things are actually divided into black and white.

Of course, there are some people who mix black and white.

Therefore, this kind of talent cannot be simply described as black or white.

They often claim that they are gray......

And Blake is such a person.

"I'll come find you at twelve o'clock tonight."

"If you feel sleepy, you can drink this refreshing potion.

After Blake finished explaining Cassandra, he left.

Cassandra actually already somewhat understands what gray looks like.

People like Blake can never be bound by so-called rules.

Only if he is willing to follow the rules.

Rules are only useful to him.

Like those forbidden plants he secretly planted in the Room of Requirement at Hogwarts...

Of course, if not the person Blake trusts the most.

He won't show you this side of himself.

At the very least, there are poisonous tentacles, whomping willows and the like all over the mountains and plains in the room where requests are made.

Blake didn't show it to too many people...

So, when Blake said he wanted to show her his "little secret".

This shows that Blake has completely accepted Cassandra.

Therefore, Cassandra is very much looking forward to what she will see tonight!

After Blake left Warley Manor.

He didn't go anywhere, but went straight home, then lay down on the bed and slept hard.

I have to say that he was indeed a little tired today.

After all, his physical strength was a bit exhausted...

Blake was woken up by Dabao.

Xiu Xiu pulled Blake's hair and woke him up.

Then he pointed his fingers and pointed out that there was a letter.

Apparently, this was sent by an owl after he fell asleep.

Blake got up, opened the letter and read it.

"Um... ruins?"

Blake hasn't done much exploring of the ruins yet.

Of course I am interested.

"Then let's go tonight."

Blake got up and simply ate some of the dinner Nagini left for him.

Then the time is almost up.

When Blake appeared at Warley Manor again.

It was already after eleven o'clock in the evening.

There was still light in Cassandra's room.

Apparently, Cassandra was waiting for Blake.

Blake looked at the situation at Woley Manor with the Eye of Truth.

After confirming that the Worleys had rested and were not at Cassandra's place.

Blake then tiptoed to the door of Cassandra's room.

"Boom!"

In the room, Cassandra, who was waiting for Blake, was startled by a knock on the door.

"Is...is it dad?"

She was a little anxious.

If his father came to have a long talk with him again at this time.

Then when it's twelve o'clock, we bump into Blake coming over and we're in trouble!

"No." A familiar voice came softly from outside the door.

Cassandra stood up in surprise.

The hanging heart was also put down.

Blake stood outside the door.

I could clearly see the sound of running footsteps coming from the room.

"Crack!"

The door was opened.

Cassandra looked excitedly at Blake as he appeared in the doorway.

Blake smiled and said: "Although I am not your father, but...if you insist on shouting, I can't agree to it twice.

"You bad guy! You're so annoying...come on in!"

Cassandra pulled Blake into the room like a thief.

"Why didn't you teleport directly into my room this time?"

"What if your parents happen to be here...Isn't this just a precaution?"

Kassandra blushed and said: "You guy...why do you make it sound like I want to secretly do something with you?"

"If you want to steal that thing... it's not impossible.

Blake looked at Cassandra's room and said with a smile: "Since you want to pursue excitement, then follow through to the end."

Cassandra was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak. She could only use her small hands to twist the soft flesh around Blake's waist.

It's a pity that such an attack cannot penetrate Blake's "armor" at all.

"Okay, no more fuss... let's go."

"I want to say that there happens to be something quite exciting tonight."

Blake casually opened a dimensional door.

"By the way, are you ready?"

"Of course!" Cassandra put her wand back into her pocket.

It was only now that Blake noticed that Cassandra had changed her clothes.

She didn't repost her signature green dress.

Instead, he changed into a set of smart hunting clothes.

Now Cassandra is not like a little witch, but like a hunter's daughter.

The long golden hair that was originally scattered all over her head was also deliberately tied into a ponytail.

Looks very energetic.

"You..." Blake looked at her outfit in surprise.

"I have a feeling that we might encounter something quite thrilling tonight..."

"So, I think it might not be very convenient to wear a skirt, so I want to change into something more convenient."

"However, I searched for a long time, and the closet was full of dresses...until I found this outfit that I wore when I went hunting with my dad.

"What's wrong...doesn't it look good?" Cassandra asked nervously: "If it doesn't look good, I will change it back."

Blake shook his head and said: "No, Cassandra, it's always the person who looks good, not the clothes!"

"Since you are the one who looks good, then no matter what clothes you wear, you can wear them!"

"Glib!" Cassandra whispered.

However, her heart felt sweet.

"You have the foresight, Cassandra, to wear a skirt tonight is indeed a bit inconvenient.

Blake took out a small bag and handed it to Cassandra.

"It contains some healing potions. You might need them later.

You might need a healing potion, but that means you might get injured later?

Does this mean that the place where you wait may be dangerous?

Cassandra immediately became excited.

Although she is not a Gryffindor, she has never been a peaceful minister.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have had the guts to follow Blake quietly into the Forbidden Forest.

Blake took in Cassandra's expression.

Blake was very satisfied with her reaction.

If you’re not afraid, that’s fine!

He decided to let Cassandra see the dark side of the world tonight.

After all, if she really follows him from now on.

Then she will see these things sooner or later.

And, since decided to show Cassandra something.

So, Blake hopes that Cassandra can become his good assistant in the future.

Just like Vita Rohir who has always stood by Grindelwald's side.

While the Worleys were resting.

Blake successfully abducted Cassandra.

The two appeared directly at the mountaintop base.

Blake walked directly to the conference room in the center with familiarity.

Cassandra followed behind him, looking at everything around her with curiosity.

"I established an organization. It's called the Fourth Natural Disaster.

"Organization? What does your organization mainly do?" Cassandra asked curiously.

Blake turned his head and said seriously: "What they mainly do depends on what I want to do."

"But... the main thing now is to continue making money." Blake turned around and continued to lead the way.

"Actually, we are not short of money now, I just want them to have something to do."

"Because the members of our organization were all members of the Wuchui Party back then..."

"If they have free time, these guys won't be very peaceful."

As Blake walked, he introduced the situation to Cassandra.

"In other words, from today on, I am also a member of this organization?" Cassandra asked happily.

"Of course! These are all secret information. If you don't join in, then I will have to kill people and silence them!"

"You...you were actually joking, right?"

"Jiejiejie, do you think we are good people?"

"No." Kassandra answered instantly and immediately became well-behaved.

Cassandra's smile also became a lot stiffer.

Those gathered here are all the younger brothers of the first generation Dark Lord.

Then, the boy in front is the son of the first generation Dark Lord...

Well, if you think about it this way...it seems like these guys are really not good people!

He is even more upright than Voldemort!

"Aha, I was just teasing you, how could I be willing to bury you?"

"You...you bad guy, you even thought about how I would die..." Cassandra said aggrievedly.

"You just said you would kill me and silence me, but you didn't say you would bury me..."

Blake covered her mouth, "Oh, I accidentally said what was on my mind."

Cassandra:…………

"Okay, no kidding. We're getting there."

Blake opened the door to the conference room and strode in.

At this time, many people were already sitting in the conference room.

They are all members who will act together tonight.

In addition to old Rip, Agatha, old Bolton, and old Bart dressed as Grindelwald.

There were several old wizards sitting in the room in twos and threes.

"Good evening, gentlemen." Blake said cheerfully.

"And ma'am," Agatha added.

"Oh...of course! And, ladies!"

Blake pulled Cassandra out from behind him.

When Agatha saw Cassandra, her eyes lit up and she asked: "Hey! Boss, where did this noble lady kidnapped? Is it a pure-blood family? Those guys have a lot of money, we can ask for a higher ransom." a little,

Cassandra shrank her neck, "I...I was not kidnapped..."

Blake's head was filled with black threads, "Agatha, have you ever worked as a kidnapper before?"

"Ahem... I'm just joking, boss..."

"Of course I know she wasn't kidnapped by you."

"Because you abducted her, right? Cassandra?"

Agatha grabbed Cassandra cordially and greeted her with a smile.

"You...you recognize me?" Cassandra asked doubtfully.

She remembered that she had never seen this witch before.

"Of course! You don't know, the boss often told us about you before, saying you were beautiful and smart..."

Cassandra listened to Agatha's words, the more she listened, the brighter her eyes became.

"Ahem...that's too much." Blake interrupted Agatha's bragging.

When did he say this in front of them...

.......I also want to give you an assist or something. It turns out you have already taken it, so it’s okay.

Heard

Kassandra's little face turned red at Gatha's words.

What do you mean, take it... Really...

Blake saw that Agatha seemed to like Cassandra quite a bit, so he said: "Agatha, Cassandra will follow you later. Please help me take care of her."

Agatha was stunned for a moment, is she going too?"

"Yes."

"But... I don't know if there is anything particularly dangerous in that ruins."

Agatha was a little worried about Cassandra's safety.

"There will definitely be danger. But...if there is no danger, what will I do?"

"And... Cassandra will always have to face this. I want her to experience it in advance."

"Flowers in a greenhouse cannot withstand wind and rain."

When Agatha heard Blake's words, she knew that this little girl would be one of her own from now on.

As a result, her eyes looking at Cassandra became more passionate.

"Welcome to join us, Cassandra. Just follow me and I'll keep you safe.

"By the way, my name is Agatha. You can just call me Agatha from now on. We don't have many witches in our organization..."

Agatha took Cassandra aside and started chatting.

Blake, on the other hand, took a piece of commission paper from Old Lepp and read it.

"What do you think?" Blake asked.

"I think this looks like a trap." Old Lepp took out his pipe and blew out a smoke ring.

"Oh? You mean, they plan to kill us?"

"That's not really true. I think the traps there are specially used to test our strength."

Blake nodded, "I actually think so too, if it's just a ruin, it would be too simple.

"They are not only testing our strength, but also testing our reconnaissance capabilities."

"If we really treat this ruins like an ordinary ruins, we may suffer a big loss."

Old Lepp nodded, "What are your plans for tonight?"

1.9 Blake said: "Tonight, you bring the alchemy tools I gave you.

"I will go with you, but I will not take action easily..."

"In the future, I won't be able to be with you all the time, so I hope that the gadgets I made will allow you to always maintain your advantage."

"Tonight is a good opportunity to experiment.

Old Lepp nodded, "Then I will take command tonight, and I can also test the new tactics and alchemy tools."

Ten minutes later, the Japanese travelers left the base on the top of the mountain.

The door to the dimension was opened by Old Lepp.

Ever since Old Rep accepted the ring, he became the most loyal person to Blake.

Blake taught him part of the Supreme Magic.

Since he is a person who is 100% loyal to himself, the stronger he is, the better.

The ruins recorded in this commission are located on an archipelago called Bermuda in the North Atlantic.

Blake looked at a large and exaggerated ancient stone gate standing on an isolated island in front of him.

The corners of my mouth couldn't help but twitch slightly...

Agatha looked at the ancient stone door.

I couldn't help but sigh: "This stone gate looks very old... I can't even understand these strings."

"Boss, can you tell when this is a relic?"

Blake smiled and said: "Well, I can see it... It has indeed been a while... This stone door looks like it was at least last week."

"You mean, this so-called ancient ruins was only discovered last week?" Agatha was stunned.

"This can actually be expected. Since it is a trap for testing, there is no need to bother to really find a relic."

"But... I'm still a little disappointed." Blake rubbed the door of the "ancient ruins" and said softly.

"These guys don't even bother to pretend...".