Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Badger Have?

When Hermione finished writing the last word of her last essay.

She turned off the soul lantern in time as Blake asked.

After frowning and enduring the discomfort of becoming stupid for a few seconds.

She recalled what she had just learned in her mind.

The next second, a satisfied smile appeared on her lips.

All the content she browsed just now has been completely memorized in her mind.

And it’s not simply memorizing, but completely understanding and digesting it into your own knowledge.

She picked up her Transfiguration paper and read it again.

The more I read, the more I feel that I write well.

Because it was a paper she started writing after studying.

With the help of the soul lantern, when she was writing the thesis, her level of transfiguration was completely different from before.

She was not at such a good level before.

To put it bluntly, her previous understanding of transfiguration was only level one.

But now, I have received a buff that increases experience, and my understanding of transformation has been directly improved from level one to level ten!

Hermione smiled and put all the books back into her small bag.

She no longer needs to read these books.

It can be said that today she has completed most of her study plan for this semester.

It is even said that some elective courses have become optional.

In the eyes of Hermione, who had the study buff, the third-year elective course was no longer difficult. She had already learned it through self-study.

Hermione carefully put the soul lantern, a gift from Blake, into her small bag.

With this, it won't be so difficult for her to chase someone in the future!

At this time, Hermione's heart was full of beautiful visions for the future.

Feeling the faint feeling of hunger in her belly, she picked up her watch and looked at it, a look of shock flashed across her face.

Twelve o'clock? It's only twelve o'clock at noon. "860"?

She didn't start studying until around nine o'clock in the morning.

In other words, in just two hours or so, she actually mastered that knowledge?

impossible?

Could it be that it is actually already twelve o'clock in the evening?

Hermione muttered.

Suddenly there was a clear sound of a whip hitting the ground.

The house elf Baker appeared in front of her holding a tray.

"Miss Granger, Master Blake asked Baker to prepare lunch for you. He told Baker to deliver the lunch to you when you are done."

"Lunch? Beck, what time is it? Is it really noon, not evening?" Hermione asked eagerly.

Baker said hesitantly: "Miss Granger... Master Blake told Baker that the sky inside the current Room of Requirement reflects the sky outside.

Hermione looked at the sky, although the sun was now obscured by heavy clouds.

But there is no doubt that it is still daytime!

Hermione felt a surge of ecstasy.

If so, she could spend less time learning more!

The key is…………

She will have more time to spend with someone in the future!

Hermione's cheeks turned slightly red as she thought of this.

"Miss Granger?" Beck called to Hermione in a panicked voice.

Seeing that Hermione didn't speak for a long time, he thought he had accidentally made Hermione angry.

"Ah...it's nothing, Beck, thank you."

"Oh...you don't need to say thank you to Baker, this is lunch prepared for you. If you have anything else, you can call me directly." Baker breathed a sigh of relief and said humbly.

Hermione couldn't bear to see him like this.

"You don't have to be so humble...you...do you want to be free?"

"No, no, no! Baker doesn't want to be free at all! Baker is different from that bad elf Dobby! Baker is a good house elf! Baker should never see the day of freedom!" Baker jumped up.

"Uh... I'm sorry, I'm fine, you can go." Hermione jumped up with excitement when she saw Beck, and she didn't dare to say anything more.

Seeing Hermione's tone return to calmness, Beck finally calmed down and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

But he kept apologizing to Hermione.

"I'm sorry, Miss Granger, it must have been Baker who neglected you, and that's why you wanted Baker to be punished like freedom...Beck...blowing..."

"No...no...I...I just wanted to ask, I didn't mean anything else." Hermione waved her hands quickly.

Seeing Beck's aggrieved look, Hermione sighed.

Only miserable creatures like house elves would think that giving them freedom is a punishment and an insult...

Hermione's happy mood was a little darker because of Baker's incident.

She looked at the covered tray on the table and suddenly lost her appetite.

Hermione looked around and didn't see Blake or Cassandra.

She looked at Baker who was brainstorming and thinking about where he had neglected Miss Granger.

"Beck, do you know where Blake and the others have gone?"

Hermione's question startled Beck, who was brainstorming.

He gave Hermione a fearful look and said, "They went inside."

Baker pointed to the door leading to the magical beasts area.

Hermione looked at the door confused.

She knew Blake had already removed the magical animals inside.

So, it should be empty inside. What are they doing inside?

Hermione walked directly to the door with doubts.

As soon as she got closer, she heard voices coming from inside the door.

"No...it can't be done anymore. There's really not a drop left."

"Really? But...I feel like you still have..."

"It's really gone... I need to supplement my nutrition."

"I don't believe it...let me see!"

"don't want!"

"let me see!"

Hermione's eyes widened when she heard this.

They... what are they doing in there!

No...it won't be...

Hermione grabbed the door handle and pushed the door open!

"Well…………"

Inside the door, there is no indescribable scene.

I saw Blake holding his hands behind his back.

He was holding a bottle in his hand.

And Cassandra looked like she was grabbing his bottle.

The door suddenly opened, and Blake and Cassandra looked over.

"What are you doing...?"

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and asked quickly.

Well, as long as I ask first, it won't be me who's embarrassed.

And what she didn't know was.

At this time, Blake and Cassandra on the opposite side also breathed a huge sigh of relief.

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"Ahem... Cassandra asked me for nutrient solution for her flowers."

"But, my nutrient solution was already used up when I was cultivating the moon flowers last night."

"I have to replenish the nutrient solution."

Blake spread his hands and explained.

Hermione nodded in realization.

It turns out that "not even a drop is left"... I thought...

Hermione brushed back her somewhat messy hair to cover it up.

Cassandra next to Blake was also a little shocked.

Fortunately, Hermione came in a little late...it would have been so embarrassing...

However, it is indeed exciting!

"Have you had lunch?" Noticing Hermione's embarrassment, Blake took the initiative to change the subject.

"…not yet." Hermione shook her head.

"Well...we haven't eaten yet. Let's go together."

Blake walked out the door first.

Kassandra held the plant collection bag that Blake had modified beautifully in her hands somewhat showily.

Passed by Hermione.

Hermione frowned.

Because she felt that the "perfume smell" on Cassandra seemed a bit strange...

For lunch, Blake didn't dare to eat too much.

After dinner, Hermione excitedly told Blake about her experience using her soul.

"So, you don't have to work so hard in the future, right?" Blake smiled.

"Yeah." Hermione nodded happily.

Thinking that this was something Blake had made overnight to solve his own difficulties.

Hermione's heart felt warm.

"Then...are you still taking those elective courses?" Blake asked.

"Not going," Hermione said firmly.

"But...if you give up those elective courses, you won't be able to get O's in all subjects, right?" Blake asked.

Hermione smiled and said: "I used to study for grades, but now... with people like you here, what's the point of pursuing grades?"

"So, now I am learning things, no longer for grades."

"As long as I learn something, it doesn't matter whether I take the exam or not, or whether I get it or not?"

Hermione still felt a little sad when she thought about her madness during this period.

She decided to wait until evening to return the time turner to Professor McGonagall and then drop a few electives.

For example... Professor Trelawney's divination class

Blake was also a little surprised when he heard Hermione's words.

In the past, Hermione was very achievement-oriented.

But now, she told herself that she cared more about whether she learned something than her grades?

Blake asked: "Have you really mastered the content of those electives?"

"Well, I've pretty much taught myself." Hermione nodded confidently.

"Okay." Blake said, "I have a way to arrange exams in advance for the elective courses that Professor McGonagall will give you. In this way, you can both learn things and get grades.

"Ah? This...is this really okay?" Hermione said in surprise.

"My old man is the principal." Blake said proudly, patting his chest.

Hermione:……

"I don't think Professor McGonagall would want you to get physically exhausted from this.

"And, I think, she must be very happy to see you master that knowledge in advance..."

"So, you just have to prepare for the exam."

Blake is still very confident in convincing Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall is actually a very defensive person.

Hermione was a student at her own college, and one of her favorite students.

She would only be proud of being able to take the exam in advance.

Cassandra was quietly drinking milk tea on the side without any expression.

Blake's level of concern for other girls could no longer make her jealous.

There is no way, after all, she is way ahead of them now!

"What subjects did you take?" Hermione asked Blake.

These days, she went to class in every subject, so she was in such a hurry all day that she didn't notice Blake's class schedule.

"Well...I took the Magical Creatures class, Ancient Runes..."

Blake took out his class schedule and handed it to Hermione.

Hermione took out her class schedule and circled all of Blake's elective courses on it with a red pen.

Seeing this, Cassandra couldn't help but bite the straw in her mouth.

Obviously, Hermione has started to act blatantly!

What does it mean to memorize a curriculum?

Don’t you want to go to class with Blake?

Kassandra thought she was Slytherin.

Most of the classes won't be with Blake.

I felt very unhappy in my heart.

I don’t know if I can be transferred to another hospital...

Of course, she gave up the idea immediately after just thinking about it.

After all, it's impossible.

Cassandra saw Blake's smiling expression and couldn't help but stretched out her foot and stepped on him hard under the table.

Didn't this guy create a soul lantern just to give Granger more free time?

As for why Granger should be given more free time, does she need to say it?

Cassandra stomped on Blake's feet under the table.

But Blake didn't seem to notice the pain at all.

He even reached out and pinched her smooth calf...

Cassandra exclaimed, and then the milk tea in her hand spilled all over the table.

Hermione glanced at Cassandra suspiciously, not knowing why she suddenly went crazy.

Grindelwald squinted his eyes and looked at Ariana in front of him who was busy giving instructions to the members of the fourth natural disaster.

Of course he recognized Ariana.

After all, Ariana was the key to his and Dumbledore's eventual break.

But............Isn't she dead?

At first, she didn't know whether it was her own or whose spell hit her, and then she fell...

Finally, Dumbledore originally planned to leave Godric Valley with him to pursue his dream.

I suddenly gave up on all the beautiful plans I had conceived with myself.

He degenerately went to Hogwarts to become a professor, and even ended up standing opposite him in the form of an enemy...

"Bart, what are you looking at?" A voice came from the side.

"Oh...it's nothing...I just think that woman has a 4.4 point face."

"How come I've never seen her before?"

Grindelwald, disguised as Old Bart, asked smoothly.

"Oh...she..." Bolton picked up a pipe and stuffed tobacco into it while saying: "Her name is Ariana Dumbledore, I heard it's Albus

· Dumbledore's sister is Master Blake's aunt. "

"Oh... Really..." Grindelwald couldn't ask more questions due to his current status.

He thought that he would have someone check it out later when he went back to see what was going on.

How did a person who was already dead reappear in front of the world decades later?

And his appearance hasn’t changed much from when he died!

You know, when Grindelwald first saw Ariana, he was completely stunned.

"Don't be dazed, now, this is for you."

Burton handed over a form and took a puff of his pipe.

These days, Bolton often hangs out with old Lepp, and he gets into the habit of smoking pipes.

"What is this?" Grindelwald asked.

"Oh...this is an information sheet. Ariana accepted Master Blake's order to open a security company as a cover for the fourth natural disaster.

"Filling out the information form is to record our information."

"From now on, we will officially be affiliated with this security company and become its employees."

"Of course, behind the scenes, we are who we are."

Grindelwald narrowed his eyes, "Oh? So that's it..."

He looked at the sea of ​​clouds in the distance, and his mood suddenly became happy. He really felt Blake's ambition.

Dumbledore, Blake has finally embarked on this path.

Can you really stop it?

The future is the world of young people...