Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Badger Have?

Number 12 Grimmauld Place has five floors in total.

The top floor is their library.

After Sirius opened the dusty door.

There was a smell of decay that was even stronger than downstairs.

"bump!"

Sirius seemed to use a little more force.

The rotten wooden door fell to the ground.

Stirring up a big layer of dust…

"Good guy......"

Blake waved.

The dust that hit your face will automatically dissipate.

"Cough cough cough..." Sirius choked.

"No one has been here since my accident."

He waved his palms vigorously, trying to disperse the annoying dust.

Blake pulled out his wand and waved it gently.

All the dust automatically gathered together and formed a small whirlwind.

"I'll do it," Blake said, waving her wand again.

A breeze suddenly blew in the room.

Most of the dust and bad smells were rolled up by his magic.

Then a small dimensional door was opened on the ground and these dirty things were swept in.

Just a few seconds.

The originally smoky library became a little cleaner.

At least, a lot of dust on the surface of those books has been cleaned up.

At this time, the gas lights in the room also turned on automatically.

It was only then that Blake could clearly see the environment of the library under the dim gas light.

The library is not large in size, and its furnishings are much simpler than those in the living room.

There are not many books, only five or six bookshelves.

A huge Blake family crest is also hung on the surrounding wall as decoration.

Under the badge, there is a table and several chairs.

Sirius walked to the window and pulled the thick dark green curtains to both sides.

Then, the curtain fell down, stirring up a burst of dust again....

However, the sunlight reflected in finally illuminated the entire library.

"That's good... No one can see No. 12 anyway, so why do we need to close the curtains."

"It's so dark that it's not convenient to read."

Blake agreed with pulling down the curtains.

From the bottom of his heart, he didn't like such a gloomy environment. 03

“In fact, except for my brother, not many people in our family would come here to read.

Sirius picked up a book, flipped through it, and then put it back.

It was actually a little difficult for him to understand why people like Blake liked reading so much.

How boring that is...

Blake glanced at the bookshelf in front of him. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he picked up a thick book from the bookshelf.

The cover of this book is black with no words on it.

But Blake felt a little bit of a curse from this book.

Books with curses are generally not good.

Sure enough, when Blake opened the black cover.

I immediately saw the name of this book - "Advanced Black Magic Revealed".

Blake couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

He has been famous for this book for a long time, and he has wanted to read it for a long time.

I heard that there was once a copy in the restricted book section of Hogwarts.

Voldemort originally knew what a Horcrux was from this book.

However, after Dumbledore became the headmaster, this book was hidden by Dumbledore in his office study.

So, to this day, Blake has not read this book.

Blake avoided the curse on the book and continued to flip through it.

Sirius saw Blake reading a book.

"Then you read here first, and I'll prepare the meal.

Blake turned around and asked, "Are you going to do it yourself?"

"Yes... I can't help it, my house elf is a useless piece of trash.

A look of disgust flashed across Sirius' face.

The fingers of Blake's right hand tapped the page twice, and the small curse on the book was lifted.

"Oh? It's been so long since your accident, but your house elf is still there?"

Sirius didn't seem to want to mention their elf.

"Of course he is here, that old loser..."

"He was always talkative. Over the past ten years, he has been instigated by my mother's portrait all day long, and now he has become crazy."

"Last time I asked him to make dinner with me, he actually only brought me two slices of moldy black bread!"

"When I scolded him, he actually said...this is dinner!"

"Guess what? Because he eats this kind of thing every day, he misinterpreted my order and served me this kind of thing for dinner!"

Sirius became angrier as he spoke.

It can be said that he and his house elves have had a long-standing feud.

"What's your house elf's name?"

"That old loser's name is Kreacher! He is the most loyal servant of my mother and my brother."

Sirius sneered again, "He was very disappointed with my sudden return..."

"I think he really wants me to be killed right now."

"So, if you expect him to prepare lunch or something for you, it's impossible.

"Even if he does it for you, you still have to worry about whether there is anything dirty in it."

"I'd better do it myself..."

Blake nodded, "Well, I have a little bit of research on cooking, so let me do it.

"This... you are a guest, how can you let the guests cook?" Sirius said with a frown.

"Then...can you cook?" Blake asked.

"Ah? This..." Sirius scratched his long hair and smiled a little awkwardly.

The so-called meal he can cook is just to bake two slices of bread for himself.

When it comes to entertaining guests, it's really hard to use.

"So, let me do it, you know, I am a Hedgepay.

Blake raised the book "Advanced Black Magic Revealed" in his hand again.

"Oh...this book..."

Sirius waved his hand, "You go.

He didn't even look at what book it was.

"Okay, then I'll borrow this book."

Blake happily pocketed the book.

Sirius didn't care at all.

He didn't like reading in the first place.

These books are of little use if they are left here.

It's okay to take it to Blake.

What's more, such precious drawings can be given away at any time.

Not to mention taking away a book, even if he took away everything in the house, he would not frown.

The two men lifted up the wooden door that had fallen to the ground and pushed it back to the door.

Then, they went down to the living room one after another.

Blake glanced at the display window and found that the pendant was gone.

Sure enough, looking at the locket for a long time really caught Kreacher's attention.

That's why he took the locket away and hid it.

"The restaurant is on the first floor," Sirius said.

"Let's eat on the second floor." Blake suggested. "It's a bit...well, it smells a bit strong down there."

"Oh... indeed..." Sirius naturally had no objection. “But the kitchen is also on the first floor.”

Blake waved his hand, and often we would simply have hot pot. No need to go to the kitchen.

"What is hot pot?"

"You'll find out later."

Blake finished clearing the table.

Then he took out a brand new crucible from his pocket...

Well, that's the one he got from Snape's office.

Immediately afterwards, a lot of side dishes were placed on the table.

Sirius was a little dumbfounded.

He looked at it for a long time and couldn't figure out how Blake could hold so many things in that small pocket.

Even if you have the Seamless Stretch Charm, you can't put things so neatly, right?

Sirius saw that the leaves on the plates of green vegetables on the table were not even wrinkled...

After Blake fixed the bottom of the pot and let the fire under the crucible start.

He mixed a bowl of condiments and handed them to Sirius.

"Um...how do you want to eat this?"

Blake handed over a slotted spoon and a fork.

It's still unrealistic to expect Sirius to know how to use chopsticks.

So, you still have to do as the Romans do...

"When the bottom of the pot boils, put these vegetables in and cook. When they are cooked, take them out and add seasonings, and then you can eat."

Sirius took the colander and fork and said suddenly: "So that's it...it's quite convenient.

After a while, the bottom of the crucible was boiling.

The bottom of the pot specially prepared by Blake, as soon as it boiled, an uncontrollable aroma came out of the pot.

Sirius couldn't help but swallowed, can you eat it?"

"Of course." Blake skillfully picked up a pair of chopsticks, picked up a thinly sliced ​​piece of mutton, and put it into the pot.

After a while, he picked up the mutton again.

After Sirius looked at it, he quickly forked a piece of mutton.

Place in your own colander and submerge into the hot pot.

"Can you teach me how to use those two little sticks of yours?"

"These are called chopsticks."

"Oh, can you teach me how to use chopsticks?"

"sure..……"

The two of them were sitting on the sofa, enjoying the delicious hot pot.

Blake also took out a large bottle of Coke from the convenience store.

Blake's hot pot was so delicious that Sirius almost swallowed his tongue.

No way, he really hasn't eaten anything good in the past ten years.

It was only during the few days that Dumbledore hid him in Hogwarts.

He can eat some delicious food.

However, those British delicacies are really far behind compared to Blake's craftsmanship.

At this moment, suddenly, a room next to the living room quietly opened a crack.

A bloodshot eye as big as a tennis ball was quietly peeking out from behind the door.

Blake noticed this quickly.

He smiled slightly and ignored it, but continued to eat hot pot with Sirius.

Blake is very confident in his cooking skills.

Kreacher's appearance was also expected.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have made such a fragrant hot pot directly.

Soon, the hot pot meal was over.

Sirius took a sip of coke happily.

Then he burped contentedly.

"Merlin...this is the life a person should have...this Muggle soda is also delicious!"

"Let me tell you, I have been interested in Muggle things many years ago.

"I once had a very handsome motorcycle! I modified this motorcycle, and it can fly!"

A man is a boy until he dies, and Sirius still feels very proud when talking about the modifications he made to that precious motorcycle.

"Aha... you also like transformation

Muggle machinery? I like it too!"

"And I also modified it...but what I modified is a car."

Blake also said loudly.

"A car? But where did you get your car?"

"Do you believe me when I say I picked up that car in the Forbidden Forest?"

"I don't believe what others say, but I believe what you said."

Sirius took another swig of coke.

Blake waved his hand, and the remaining food residue in the crucible was swept away.

Even the sauce bowls became as clean as new.

He opened his right jacket pocket.

Then the pots and pans all jumped up.

As if they were alive, they lined up automatically and jumped into Blake's pocket again.

Sirius looked at this scene and couldn't help but whistle.

"This magic is cool!"

"Blake, you are only in your teens, but you are so talented..."

"If only you could have been at Hogwarts in our time.

"I promise, we will become best friends."

Blake picked up a handkerchief and wiped his hands, smiled and said, "Aren't we good friends now?"

"Of course, forget it!" Sirius said loudly.

"I'm just... I'm sorry that I couldn't introduce you to James and the others..."

"I think James will definitely like you." 240

Blake smiled and didn't say much more on this topic.

In fact, if he actually went to school in that era...

James would definitely not be his friend.

Because according to Blake's character, he might let Lily...ahem...O

Blake seemed to have just discovered it now, and suddenly pointed to the window.

"Sirius, I remember there was a locket here, why is it missing now?"

Sirius looked at the display window casually, "Really? If it's gone, it's gone...

In fact, Sirius hated everything in this house.

The things in that window are what he hates the most!

That kind of rubbish, just throw it away.

"Actually, I've been wanting to tell you just now that there's something wrong with that locket."

"What's wrong?" Sirius asked.

"Because the smell it exudes is very similar to something I've seen before...

Blake explained: "Actually, I didn't plan to say anything just now. I thought maybe I just saw it wrong."

"But now...it suddenly disappeared. I felt something was wrong, so I told you."

Sirius saw Blake's expression turn serious, and he also put away his casual attitude.

"Are you telling the truth? That thing...is very similar to something you have seen?"

Blake's expression suddenly turned serious.

"Something very evil... related to Voldemort."

"What?! It has something to do with the Dark Lord?!" Sirius jumped up from the sofa. "what on earth is it?"

At this time, Blake took out the book "Advanced Black Magic Revealed".

"Remember the book I just flipped through? Maybe I can tell you now why I took this book away.

"Because when I was browsing just now, I happened to see a description of that kind of thing in the book..."

Blake opened the book to the Horcrux page and pushed it in front of Sirius.

Sirius quickly pulled the book and started reading quickly.

After a few minutes, he raised his head in horror.

"You mean... the Dark Lord, that man... also made this thing called a Horcrux?"

"And the locket you saw just now is the Dark Lord's Li?"

Blake said: "It's very possible...but, even if it is, it is one of Voldemort's Horcruxes. Voldemort made many Horcruxes."

Sirius exclaimed: "Doesn't that mean... that he was actually never dead? This... how is this possible?!"

Sirius now only felt that his back was wet with cold sweat.

"Now, we have to find the locket. Make sure it's clear." Blake said.

"Yes!" Sirius looked around, "It's impossible for things in the house to disappear for no reason! There is only one possibility...Kreacher! Come out!"

Blake looked at the anxious Sirius with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

Come on, Kreacher, tell the secret of the past.

Right in front of Sirius….