Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Badger Have?

"Tsk...

Snape looked at the white phoenix that had just dissipated in front of him.

There was a very unhappy expression on his face.

He put down the bottle and reluctantly glanced at little Lily who had just fallen asleep.

Later, he asked Mrs. Marianne to take care of it for a while.

He quickly returned to his office and picked up a lot of nutritional potions.

Previously, all his nutritional potions were looted by that brat Blake.

These are all made again by him!

Unexpectedly.........it would fall into Blake's hands after all!

"The same goes for old man Dumbledore, and he wants me to take as much as he wants? Do you think Blake, a buffalo, can drink so many nutritional potions?"

Although Snape cursed in his heart, his steps did not slow down.

After all, he knew very well that if the matter was not serious.

Dumbledore would not directly call him over with his Patronus.

He also specified that he should bring enough nutritional potions.

Snape hurried to the headmaster's room.

The gargoyle at the door of the principal's office jumped to the side when it saw him.

Snape frowned slightly.

Are you in such a hurry?

No need to even say the password?

Snape didn't waste much time. He flicked his black robe and ran up the spiral staircase like a black bat.

"Gudonggudong...hiccup..."

As soon as Snape walked in, he saw Blake drinking the nutritional potion with his neck tilted back as if drinking water...

..." Snape's face turned green.

Damn it, is there really anyone who can drink nutritional potions like this?

"Aha! Severus, you came just in time! I've finished the last bottle!"

Blake excitedly threw the empty bottle aside.

Then he carefully took a bottle of nutritional potion from Snape's hand, opened the cap, raised his neck and drank it!

Fortunately, I could barely control my strength, and the bottle was not crushed, but it also made a clicking sound...

This made Snape's eyes almost pop out of his head.

"You...just look at it like this?"

Snape looked at Dumbledore and Bohan, who were silently watching Blake drink the potion.

"There's nothing we can do..." Dumbledore said helplessly. "How many nutritional potions do you still have? Take them out quickly. Otherwise... I'm afraid he will starve to death."

"Huh? Starve to death?" In Snape's entire life, he had never seen anyone drink nutritional potion like this and still be afraid of starving to death...

"These nutritional potions he drank..." Snape looked at the familiar bottles everywhere.

Well, these are the same ones he made before...

I just feel distressed for no reason...

"The nutritional potions he drank are enough to last a hundred people without food or water for a week..."

Snape was heartbroken after his potion wore off, and he also felt that something was wrong.

Not to mention normal people who drink so much, even one bottle will cause them to get sick!

After transforming like Lupin, even though he was extremely weak, he only took a small sip and became full of energy.

This shows how terrifying the efficacy of this high-concentration nutritional potion is.

"One more...one more bottle..." Blake burped and stretched out her hand towards him.

Snape frowned and handed over all the nutritional potions.

"what on earth is it?"

Drinking the potion while Blake was there.

Dumbledore told him briefly.

Snape knew Blake's background.

Therefore, it was much easier for Dumbledore to explain to him than to Dean Bohan.

"The dementors absorbed his positive emotions, and then after his negative emotions exploded, his body also changed?"

Snape also didn't understand Blake's so-called biotechnology.

Therefore, we don't know exactly what happened to him.

"So, you guy, what exactly did you add to your body..."

At the time, Blake and Grindelwald said that their bodies might have been created by their future selves.

Snape was also present, so he knew this too.

"I don't know either.

Blake was currently sitting on the ground drinking the potion.

He threw down an empty bottle and said: "The current situation should be that my body is evolving.

"evolution?"

"Well...although I don't know what specific evolutionary conditions my future me will give this body."

"However, my current physical condition is indeed evolving in a positive direction."

Snape frowned, "Are you sure this is a positive direction?"

"If you have to drink so much magic potion every meal from now on..."

Snape's face turned pale just thinking about it.

Mad, this guy can drink up several months of his potion reserves in one meal!

I just don't sleep every day and work overtime to cook the nutritional potion for him.

That's not enough for him to drink!

"No, it's just that I am still evolving. Once the evolution stops, my current physical weakness will be made up for.

"I won't eat so much anymore...unless there are other reasons that make me extremely weak."

Snape said coldly: "For example, will you evolve next time?"

"Heh, it seems that you have to prepare a large amount of nutritional medicine at any time.

Blake didn't feel angry when he heard Snape's strange words.

After drinking another bottle of nutritional potion, he said: "You don't need a large amount of nutritional potion..."

"Because, after drinking so many nutritional potions, I suddenly had the idea of ​​improving the nutritional potions.

"When improvements come out, maybe we won't have to prepare so much."

If someone else said so.

Snape will definitely let him know what it means to have a vicious tongue.

But...it was Blake who said this, so Snape didn't dare to take it seriously...

"Ha, let's talk about it after you improve it." Snape sneered.

"I've got an idea, Severus."

Blake took advantage of the break he had just finished drinking a bottle of potion, took out a piece of parchment and spread it on the ground, then stretched out his fingers and tapped on the parchment.

Writing automatically appeared on the parchment.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to write with a pen.

It's that his current hand strength is a little light or heavy.

He didn't want to crush the pen Hermione gave him.

I have no choice but to ask for the almighty magic!

After a moment, the parchment was handed to Snape.

"Let's see if it's feasible to improve like this."

After Snape took the parchment, Blake opened another bottle of nutritional potion.

He felt like he was finally full...

Snape took the parchment and read it.

...

After a while, Snape put down the parchment and looked at Blake with a frown.

He’s not bragging, but based on his experience, this recipe is 99% likely to work!

Well, this little bastard does have some talent in potions.

Hmm... Just be a little better than yourself...

Snape thought as he held his conscience.

Then a feeling called jealousy arose in Snape's heart.

People are so irritating...

This guy actually improved a new formula by drinking magic potion!

I have studied potions all my life before I achieved my current achievements.

But Blake... while he was studying potions, he also made great achievements in other subjects...

Really... not to mention too good to be like a little wizard.

There is no problem in saying that he is too evil to be human!

The old bat tried hard to control the expression on his face.

So that I don't look so shocked...

"Hmm... so-so." Snape said calmly.

Blake looked at him with a smile.

Because Snape had no idea that his emotions had been completely exposed to Blake by the system.

"If you are really shocked, you can actually shout out." Blake said mischievously.

"Shocked? Haha!" Snape said: "It's not me who drinks it anyway. It's your own formula. I'm not responsible for drinking you to death!"

Snape said, turned and walked out of the principal's office.

However, he still held the long formula tightly in his hand.

Everyone knew that he was going back to brew the potion.

However, everyone knows that this is a very arrogant person, and they have no intention of exposing him.

Dean Bohan said: "Blake... I have known before that you are not an ordinary person. Sure enough... ordinary people don't have such abilities."

Dumbledore has told Dean Bohan about Blake's life experience.

After all, you need to see a doctor, and of course you can't hide your physical condition from the therapist.

At the beginning, Dean Bohan was shocked and numb.

Artificial humans? Life can actually be artificial?!

Blake put down an empty bottle and asked hesitantly: "Dean Bohan, will you stay away from me because my other father is Grindelwald?"

Dean Bohan waved his hand, "Grindelwald is a bad guy, and so are the people under him.

"But...people can't choose their origin."

"Blake, you're not like him. I won't hate you because of him.

"Besides, don't you still have half of Albus's blood?"

Dean Bohan can be considered a person from that era.

Naturally, it has also experienced the era of Grindelwald's wrath.

In fact, many of his friends have been harmed because of the Communist Party.

However, Dean Bohan has a big picture.

He didn't hate Blake because he was half Grindelwald.

Blake stood up and said happily: "I'm glad you can trust me, Dean Bohan.

"Um...you...feel better now?"

Dean Bohan discovered that Blake was no longer taking medicine.

"Yeah...yes, I feel full.

Blake touched his round belly and said with a burp.

At the same time, he felt that the muscles in his arms were still tightening.

In order to prevent his huge strength from destroying anything.

So, Blake simply sat on the ground again.

He took out a piece of magic mithril and rubbed it in his hand

After a while, the originally sharp-edged piece of mithril was rolled into a mithril ball by Blake like a man.

Dumbledore and Headmaster Bohan's eyes widened.

This kind of power... Even if he is a giant, it would not be surprising...

While Blake continued to squeeze the metal ball, he said sheepishly: ""||I have to test my own strength... Otherwise, I'm worried that I might break someone's bones just to shake their hand. .......

Dean Bohan looked at the mithril ball and said helplessly: "With your strength, the person shaking hands with you will suffer more than just broken bones..."

"call..………"

Snape looked at the crystal clear nutritional potion that had been successfully brewed in front of him.

Sighed heavily.

Guys like Blake are the real geniuses...

This recipe is really

so perfect!

The ingredients used for this kind of nutritional potion are actually less than two-thirds of the ingredients used in the previous formula!

This recipe was improved by him in less than an hour!

Monster...

Snape suddenly had an idea in his mind.

That is.....…

Maybe the future era belongs to Blake...

Moreover, this era may last for a long time.

He had witnessed Blake's physical condition with his own eyes.

With such physical strength, his lifespan is definitely much longer than that of ordinary wizards.

Snape remembered that Blake seemed to be trying to recruit him before?

At this moment, he thought of little Lily...

For little Lily, there are many things that he can't do...

Or...just agree?

"Okay, I've probably gotten used to it." Blake fiddled with the mithril ball in his hand casually.

Only this time, there were no fingerprints on the mithril ball.

Mithril is a metal that is considered soft.

If the hand is too strong and is big enough to hurt other people, it will definitely leave fingerprints on Mithril.

"How are you feeling now?" Dean Bohan took out his wand again and used a special spell to check Blake's body. (Promise is good)

After a moment, Dean Bohan's face showed a look of shock.

"Hi...Blake...I have never seen anyone as strong as you!"

"You may not realize it yourself, but...your body...including all internal organs, conservatively estimated to be more than thirty times stronger than ordinary people!"

"Now I finally understand what you mean by evolution.

Blake heard the words and quietly felt the changes in his body.

Before, he always let his magical animals evolve.

But he didn't expect that now, he would be able to experience the feeling of evolution...

Wait, Fantastic Beasts Evolution?

At this time, Blake finally knew where the technology that allowed his body to evolve came from...

His research on the evolution of magical animals had already begun when he first entered school.

Could it be that Big Bear was upgraded from an ordinary bear to a magical animal by himself using the system and Druid magic?

Until now, it can even turn into human form...

In other words, my future self integrates biological evolution technology into biotechnology.

Then he used it on his own body.

"Dean Bohan, does that mean...I am now a magical animal in human form?" Blake said helplessly.

"Yes, you can understand it that way." Dean Bohan withdrew the wand from Blake's body.

There is no need to check anymore.

Now Blake, after getting enough nutrition.

He is no longer strong enough to be human.

Blake said to Dumbledore: "Professor...can I do an experiment?"

"What experiments do you want to do?" Dumbledore asked.

"Professor, I hope you can use the magic spell to attack me directly." Blake said seriously.

Dumbledore frowned.

It's over, this kid's brain won't be destroyed after drinking the magic potion, right?!