Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Badger Have?

Today, for Kreacher, is happiness.

His most beloved master came back to life and gave him a reward...

When Kreacher was crying and laughing, he pulled his two masters and disapparated home together.

Blake then turned back to look at Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

"One more thing has been accomplished."

Grindelwald said: "Are you trying your best to... solve everything that comes to your mind as quickly as possible?"

"Yes." Blake answered bluntly.

A complicated look flashed across Grindelwald's face.

However, he quickly forced himself to put on a smiling face.

"We are waiting for you to come back in this era. Blake, I know that the future belongs to your era. When the time comes..."

"Ahem!" Dumbledore glared at Grindelwald and stopped his nonsense.

"I'm telling you again, don't talk nonsense in front of Blake again."

Grindelwald said angrily: "Dumbledore! I've tolerated you for a long time! What do you mean I'm talking nonsense?"

"In fact, it's because of me that I have this child Blake..."

"You old guy didn't do anything, but you're trying to take Blake away from me!"

Dumbledore sneered: "Really? Let me tell you what you did... you abandoned Blake alone in that abandoned experimental base!"

"If someone hadn't taken him out of the experimental base and put him at the entrance of the orphanage, he wouldn't even be alive today!"

"I..." Grindelwald was speechless for a moment.

Dumbledore said: "We should be thankful...fortunately that Blake met a kind-hearted headmaster who took care of him as his own child...otherwise...

Voldemort's lesson learned only a few years ago.

Based on the talent Blake is showing now...

Once he becomes a Dark Lord like Voldemort...it will even cause greater chaos than Voldemort plus Grindelwald.

"That's the same thing...I can't allow you to completely isolate him from me..."

"You have to know that I have already made a big concession by allowing Blake to be in Hogwarts!"

Grindelwald said angrily.

"I'm not not allowing you to have contact with him! I'm just not allowing you to choose to promote your ideas in front of him!"

Dumbledore's attitude was also very firm.

Of course he knew, letting Blake, a child who misses old friendships.

He did not contact Grindelwald at all, who had given him a lot of help.

That's unrealistic.

But, at the very least, he had to ensure that when Blake came into contact with the old bastard Grindelwald.

I won't be fooled by his words!

He knew very well how powerful Grindelwald's tactics were to a child of Blake's age!

Dumbledore doesn't want to teach a Grindelwald after teaching a Tom!

"Haha, why are you afraid of what I say?" Grindelwald sneered.

"Blake is a good boy who can distinguish right from wrong. If what I say doesn't make sense, why would you worry about him being deceived by me?"

"Actually, you know what I said is right, don't you? Dumbledore?"

"You traitor! This is why you and I were together..."

"Shut up!" Dumbledore's beard was trembling, "Forget it, I don't want to say anything more to you now. Anyway, I have already given you my warning. If you don't listen, then..."

Blake blinked and watched the two old men arguing like a curious baby.

"Blake...you must be careful about this person. Don't believe what he says easily..." Dumbledore warned Blake.

"My biggest dream is to be an adventurer who can travel around the world and rule the world. I actually have no interest in that." Blake shook his head and said.

Grindelwald frowned, "Why don't you think about it again? You are still young now, so you can't sleep until

Dumbledore put his hand on Blake's shoulder and led him away.

It's like trying to stay away from a smelly turd.

"Adventurers are good. The world is very big. You can see more and travel more... You have to stick to your original intention. You don't have to pay attention to that old madman."

This made Grindelwald very angry.

However, in front of Blake, it was hard for him to fight with Dumbledore again...

When Grindelwald wanted to catch up to the theory, Tuan discovered.

Dumbledore had already activated the teleportation point and summoned the teleportation light gate.

When Blake left, he turned to Grindelwald and smiled apologetically, and then followed Dumbledore into the portal...

"Tsk..." Grindelwald kicked a stone away from the ground angrily.

However, apart from the pain in my feet, I couldn't express my full resentment.

By the time Grindelwald returned to Nurmengard, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

However, a few hours later, he was still in a bad mood.

"Whoosh!"

A blue phoenix appeared in Grindelwald's office.

Grindelwald recognized it immediately, it was Blake's phoenix, and couldn't help but his eyes lit up.

Sure enough, Qingnv handed a note and a small cloth bag to Grindelwald.

[I know the original intention of your dispute is for my own good.

However, I already have an idea about my future path.

So please don't worry about me.

Also: I still hope both of you are well.

Quarrel less, fight less, and take care of yourself.

By the way, there are some curse-removing potions and healing potions in the small bag.

I believe it will be helpful to you.

B.G】

Grindelwald looked at the note with Blake's initials, and then at the carefully prepared potion in the small bag.

A warmth suddenly rose in my heart.

Along with this, the resentment that had been holding back in his heart just now disappeared in an instant.

Hmm...the places on my body that were hit by Dumbledore's curse suddenly no longer hurt.

"It's just... Children have their own opinions. Why do you think you are always guarding against thieves and are guarding against me?"

Grindelwald complained to Dumbledore while happily taking out the potion from the bag.

Room of Requirement.

Blake was sitting at his desk.

On the desk, there is the locket controlled by him.

Qingnu came back soon.

Blake touched her head.

Then she was sent back to the nest specially arranged for her.

"From now on, you can stay outside. If I leave temporarily one day, you have to help me take care of my friends.

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Blake smiled and nodded, then took out a few cod and placed them in the small basin in front of Phoenix.

"Choo Choo Choo.…"

After a while, Blake sat back at his desk.

He looked at the Horcrux in front of him and suddenly tapped the Horcrux gently with his wand.

The magic placed on the Horcrux was instantly lifted.

The next second, a black mist filled the air!

Instantly filled the whole room!

Various tragic images appeared in front of Blake instantly.

Among these tragic images, most of them are people Blake knew were suffering.

However, Blake's expression remained calm, and even his eyes did not waver.

"Haha... How come the famous Voldemort is just like the Boggart, doing such little tricks to scare people?"

"Whoosh!" The black mist that filled the sky disappeared in an instant.

Only a dark mist floated above the locket.

"You...who are you..." A hoarse voice came from the black mist.

"It doesn't matter who I am, but these illusions you created have offended my friends, so... I have to give you a small punishment.

Blake said, snapping his fingers lightly.

A bolt of lightning suddenly struck the black mist.

"Ah!" A scream came from the black mist that seemed to come from a very far away place.

"How's it going? Doesn't it taste very unpleasant?" Blake smiled faintly.

The black mist shrank and instantly escaped into the locket.

The lid of the locket closes instantly!

"Tsk, why are you so rude? Tom? I haven't finished speaking yet. How dare you hide back? Get out of here!"

Blake's right hand seemed to turn into nothingness in an instant.

It actually sank directly into the locket, and pulled out the black mist directly from the box!

"Uh-huh! How is that possible!"

When Heiwu was pulled out, he screamed unwillingly.

"Who the hell are you!?"

If Blake directly destroyed the Horcrux, he would admit it.

However, he was able to snatch him out of the Horcrux in an almost dazzling manner without even opening the lid.

This ability made Voldemort afraid.

Moreover, how could a young wizard of this age have such ability?

Blake threw the black mist into the corner again, and then looked at an extra silver treasure chest in the system space.

He curled his lips and said with a look of disgust: "You... are still just as useless as you are in other Horcruxes."

Even the gold treasure chest cannot be exploded.

The effect of this remnant soul is really better than that of Ronald!

The remnant soul of Voldemort in the Horcrux already knew that he would not survive this time.

However, I thought that before this Horcrux, he had also made other Horcruxes.

Even if the weird little wizard in front of him knew that he had created other Horcruxes, he would never be able to find them!

Thinking of this, Voldemort calmed down again.

When your mind is calm, you will naturally have more courage.

"You think you won? I don't care who you are, you have provoked someone you can't afford to offend!" Voldemort said in a hoarse voice.

"The existence I can't afford to offend? Are you talking about your other Horcruxes, or your body?"

"I'm sorry, I suddenly remembered that your body was already dead."

"So, the existence you say you cannot afford to offend is definitely not your true body, right?"

The mood of Voldemort's remnant soul fluctuated violently at this moment!

It was so violent that it almost split again.

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"You mean I'm dead? Impossible! Who can defeat me? Is it Dumbledore? No! Even that old immortal can't defeat me!"

Blake smiled and said: "In fact, the one who defeated you was a one-year-old baby... Oh, it's so funny. A Dark Lord who claims to be powerful is actually defeated by a baby who hasn't even learned to walk yet. Defeated. Tsk tsk tsk..."

"You're talking nonsense!" Voldemort's remnant soul was driven crazy. He had never been insulted like this before.

This remnant soul is obviously not as stable as the one in the diary.

It can be said that when Voldemort split this soul, his own soul was already very unstable.

After all, even the dark wizard who invented the Horcrux would never have thought that there would be such a madman in the future who would actually make so many Horcruxes...

Blake just smiled and looked at him

No matter how many times he watched it, such drama always made him feel happy.

Because every time at this time, there will always be a good treasure chest in the account.

No, this good-for-nothing Tom in front of him just exploded the gold treasure chest.

Even if it's a bit reluctant...

"Believe it or not. Otherwise, how could you have fallen into my hands?" Blake said.

"Haha, I won't believe you, no one can defeat me! No one!" Voldemort roared.

Blake continued to stimulate him, "Oh? It seems that you are very confident. So... what gives you such confidence?"

"Is it your diary from back then? Or is it Ravenclaw's crown?"

"Ah... By the way, I almost forgot, the Hufflepuff Gold Cup that was hidden in Gringotts by your most loyal subordinate, Bella Lestrange, and the one you yourself hid in your ancestral home.

The Ring of the Gaunt Family"

"These are what you rely on, aren't they?"

From the time Blake started talking about the diary, the black fog had already begun to tremble.

By the time Blake finished speaking, the black mist was fluctuating violently...

"You...how could you...how could you know this!?" Voldemort's remaining soul roared in despair.

"How do I know? Because you are stupid." Blake smiled: "If you make a stone into a Horcrux and then randomly find a place to throw it away, I will never find your Horcrux."

"But, you are too proud. You think that your dirty soul is noble, so you have to use something precious to carry it..."

"So, you started using the treasures left behind by the four giants as Horcruxes..."

"This just left me with a very clear clue."

"When I found that horrible diadem in the Room of Requirement. I knew your logic of finding things to make Horcruxes."

I have to say, you have a pretty good sense... Those are all very nice antiques, but... it's a pity that they were tainted by your dirty soul and black magic. "

Blake was right this time. If Voldemort really wanted to, he could turn a brick into a Horcrux and throw it into the sea, and no one would be able to find it.

You said bricks thrown into the sea are easily corroded by sea water?

What a joke! If a Horcrux could be destroyed so easily, then Kreacher would have destroyed the locket more than ten years ago!

Do you need to worry about a Horcrux being corroded by sea water even if it is difficult to leave even a white speck on it even if it is chopped with a knife and roasted?

Voldemort almost collapsed, "Shut up! You don't understand at all! I'm further along the road to immortality than you are!"

"Really? How can you live forever? How can you not even float like this?" Blake laughed.

"Then why don't you become a ghost? You must have seen the ghosts in Hogwarts. Some of them have even lived for thousands of years!"

"You see, apart from not being able to eat delicious food, most of them are having a good time in the human world. Of course, you definitely don't care about whether you can eat delicious food. After all, this is the immortality you most dream of. ah!"

Voldemort roared, "Stupid boy! I'm going to kill you! I will definitely kill you!"

"No, no, no...you can't kill me! No!"

"I have come such a long way for eternal life! I can't die! I won't give in!"

Obviously, after being insulted by Blake, Voldemort was severely broken...

There is both anger at being insulted and fear of facing life-threatening danger...

"Don't worry... I won't kill you." Blake said with a smile: "Do you still remember the Muggles in those small towns who were turned into inferi by you in that cave?"

"When someone dies, you still have to destroy their body and let them help you guard your Horcrux even after they die... You seem to really like doing this kind of thing."

"So... I also want to give it a try to see if it's really interesting... Ah... But I don't seem to have a suitable experimental subject? Hey, why don't you be the one? How about the experiment?

"

"I'm here to transform you too! How about turning you into a ferocious ghost and fighting for me?"

"I happen to have a little knowledge of undead magic, but I haven't used it yet. It's just right for you to help me!"