Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Badger Have?

After breakfast.

Hermione happily took the soul lantern away from Blake again.

Cassandra was talking softly to her moon flower.

With her testing.

She discovered that this flower did not just understand her simple instructions, but could completely understand all her words!

For example, when she admired the beauty of the moon flower -.

The moon flower will shake its petals, and the light on the flower will flash.

Cassandra could really feel Moonflower's joy.

Unlike the excited Cassandra.

Blake was slumped in the armchair, rubbing his round belly with a frown.

Well, he still overestimated himself a little.

In order not to waste, although he finished a table full of food, he was forced to sit in an armchair to eat.

In desperation, Blake had no choice but to pull out a piece of parchment, write down a potion recipe, and hand it to Cassandra, who was cherishing the moon flower.

"Make a potion for me to help me digest my food."

"Don't you have a digestion potion?" Cassandra asked.

"I didn't need to digest food before," Blake said proudly.

But... the past was the past, and the present is the present...

Blake was surprised to find that his appetite seemed to be shrinking again.

And what is gratifying is that his physical body has not become weaker because of this.

It seems that the sequelae left over from the last evolution are slowly disappearing!

Blake reached into his pocket and took out a large amount of potion materials from the system warehouse.

Then he stretched his hand out of his pocket and pretended to take some medicinal materials from his pocket.

"Did you just create this potion formula?" Cassandra looked at the potion formula in surprise.

"No." Blake spread his hands, "This was created by your dean, the old bat. Since it's already available, why should I bother.

Blake said as he continued to slump in the armchair and pretend to be dead.

Kassandra curled her lips, well, it's not that you can't create a love, it's just that you already have it and you're too lazy to write it.

The crucible was quickly set up.

Kassandra's potion skills are very good.

Plus this potion is not a difficult potion.

And Blake would remind me from time to time.

Soon, a bowl of sticky reddish-brown potion was kicked in front of Blake.

Blake frowned at the bowl of potion.

"Looking at the color of this potion, you should know that I definitely did not write this potion formula.

Cassandra covered her mouth and snickered, "Who told you to be lazy?"

"Come on...Blake, it's time to drink your medicine."

"Huh?" Blake was excited.

Why does this have a sense of immediacy that "it's time for Da Lang to take medicine"?

Blake squinted his eyes and stared at the strange-smelling potion for a long time.

In the end, I still couldn’t drink it…………

It’s not that she’s afraid of Cassandra poisoning her.

But this thing...

When that guy Snape made the potions, he always focused only on their efficacy. As for whether they tasted good or smelled good, he didn't consider them at all.

It doesn’t mean that the potion must be delicious.

At least, don't make the potion look so disgusting, right?

Blake looked at the bowl of potion and knew it was a little late to change the formula.

He had no choice but to pull out his wishful wand, pointed at the potion and whispered.

"Let the taste of this potion become brown sugar water..."

The magic of changing the smell and taste of potions was already tested by Blake's wishful wand when his potion shop opened.

Now, he had no choice but to apply this spell to this bowl of potion.

Blake put down his wand, took the bowl and smelled it, and found that the strange smell had disappeared.

He took a sip, and it tasted sweet, like brown sugar water!

Long live the wishful wand!

Snape's potion is quite effective.

After taking a cup of the potion, Blake's already overly full stomach began to rumble for a while.

It collapsed immediately.

Blake even felt a little hungry again...

"Hiccup~" Blake burped comfortably.

He stood up immediately.

"What are your plans today?"

Cassandra shook her head, "No..."

Last night, because Blake stayed in the library, she also set it up.

So, her homework was completed boringly...

So, she really doesn't have any plans for this weekend.

"Okay... Then do me a favor.

"What's the deal?" Cassandra asked warily.

"What are you thinking? I just want to tidy up this place."

Blake pointed at the magical plants all over the mountains and plains.

"Pack up? What do you mean?"

"Well...these plants are almost done. The chances of producing further mutations are too low. So, I won't plant them."

Cassandra suddenly realized, is your wife empathic with these plants?"

"Yeah." Blake nodded.

"Where do you want to be transplanted? Could it be..."

Cassandra wanted to talk about the mountaintop base where Blake took her last time.

But because Hermione was nearby, Cassandra stopped talking in time.

Although Cassandra didn't finish speaking, Blake also knew what she wanted to say.

He shook his head, "Xu

"where is that?"

"Transplant it here." Blake took out the bag he had just finished last night.

Cassandra looked at the bag and was speechless.

How to transplant so many plants in one bag?

Transplantation is not just about installing things.

If you just crush these plants and put them in the bag, it is still reasonable.

To transplant into a bag, no matter how you think about it, it feels a bit...

To be fair, if someone else took a bag and told her this.

She must have thought that guy was a fool, then she spat on him

However, since this is Blake...

Blake must have a reason for doing this!

"I know what you're thinking, Kassandra, the bag is no ordinary Stretch Spell bag.

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"This bag is called a plant collection bag... I just finished this one last night, it's a large capacity bag.

He looked at Hermione and found that Hermione had put all her energy into studying and did not notice the conversation on his side.

Then he continued: "This kind of plant collection bag can put living plants in it, and the environment in the bag can automatically adjust to the environment that these plants like best. Therefore, the plants are not afraid of how long they stay in it."

Blake thrust the top-quality plant collection bag rewarded by the system into Cassandra's hands.

"I used this one before, and now I'm giving it to you. It can just fit your moon flower in it.

"By the way, it can hold up to twenty magical plants."

"In addition to your moonflower, I also helped you choose nineteen kinds of plants suitable for your use.

"If you're in any danger, let them out."

"Trust me, they will protect you."

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I have this large collection bag in my hand that can hold all the plants in the Room of Requirement.

Naturally, this small bag that was previously opened from the treasure chest is useless.

It's perfect for Cassandra's defense.

Cassandra held the small collection bag ecstatically and carefully touched the pattern on it.

"Are they nineteen magical plants like those?" Cassandra pointed to the plants in the Room of Requirement.

"um, yes."

"Then how can I avoid being accidentally hurt by them?"

Blake smiled: "Do you still remember the characteristics of your moon flower?"

"Huh?" Cassandra stared at Blake with big emerald green eyes, questioningly.

"You don't think that the only magical plant I planted is the moon flower that has its own consciousness, right?"

"I've made them recognize you, so they won't attack you, but will attack your enemies.

Blake said with a smile.

Cassandra suddenly took Blake's hand and pulled him directly into the door where the magical animals were kept.

Over there is another space where the Room of Requirement is now.

She closed the door tightly before Hermione noticed.

At this time, the magical animals in this space have long been removed by Blake.

Therefore, except for Cassandra and Blake, there are no other creatures here.

"Uh... Cassandra, what are you doing?" Blake asked in shock.

Cassandra's little face turned red, "You. You gave me so many good things..."

"I have to find a way to repay you..."

Cassandra said, exploring with her little hand.

Blake suddenly froze.

"Hey... Isn't this bad... Hermione is still outside.

"It's exciting to have her around, isn't it?"

Cassandra leaned into Blake's ear and whispered.

"Since you want to pursue excitement, then follow through to the end..."

"Why do these words sound so familiar? Hey... wait... hiss... just now."