Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Badger Have?

The dosage of the sleeping potion last night was just right.

So, Blake is awake now.

But Hermione's attitude made him feel like he hadn't woken up yet.

Blake greeted Hermione hesitantly.

"Good morning, you..."

"Let's go, we'll be late, so we won't have breakfast." Hermione said, taking the lead in walking forward.

Blake looked at Cassandra in shock.

Cassandra looked at Blake and smiled like a little fox.

She grabbed Blake's arm and said with a smile: "Let's go. Everyone knows that you like to eat sweets, so your fans started to follow suit and eat sweets.

"If you go late, you won't be able to come back."

Blake suddenly said: "It seems that you and Hermione had a good chat."

Kassandra said: "If someone doesn't care, I naturally have to do it for you and explain it to you.

Blake raised his eyebrows, "Really?"

"False! If it weren't for the fact that there is no other way... Humph!"

Cassandra let go of her hand and strode forward, leaving Blake behind.

Fudge is really annoyed right now.

He had personally interrogated Shafiq many times.

Even the veritaserum was applied.

But the results were less than ideal.

Because the survey results show.

Shafiq is just a puppet, a goblin boy.

There is no valuable information.

Besides, it wasn't Blake he was looking for someone to attack.

Shafiq is a bit of an idiot, but he is not completely brainless.

He was scared to death by Grindelwald at that time, so how could he find someone to continue attacking Blake?

Therefore, Fudge’s clues are broken again…

"Who did it..." Fudge sat slumped in his chair with a sad look on his face.

Blake's status in the public eye is constantly rising.

Especially when the Daily Prophet once again publicized some of Blake's previous achievements. "Seven Nine Seven"

As Blake's public status increases

If the attacker cannot be found in time, the public will be disappointed in themselves and their position may not be guaranteed.

On the other side, Grindelwald and Dumbledore were still staring at him...

"Is Scrimgeour back?" Fudge asked feebly.

"Not yet, Mr. Minister," Kingsley replied.

Scrimgeour had long since been sent out to investigate the case.

But Kingsley knew that it would be difficult for Scrimgeour to find anything useful if there were no clues at all.

The wizarding world is not the Muggle world.

Wizards can make many clues disappear out of thin air with a simple cleaning spell.

It can even create false clues quickly...

Kingsley knew this, and Fudge certainly knew it too.

His face turned a little gray.

However, after struggling for so long, he became the Minister of Magic.

How could he be defeated so easily by something like this?

"Let's go check out the goblins." Fudge said suddenly.

"Goblins? Do you think it was the goblins who did it?" Kingsley asked in shock.

"They have this motive! And...we have no other clues now."

Fudge said firmly.

Even if this matter has nothing to do with the goblins, it doesn't matter.

He will find a way to have this matter related to the goblins.

Wait until the public's attention shifts to the goblins.

Then he would be relieved.

"You're right, we'll check on the goblin."

The door to the minister's office opened with a bang.

Who dares to kick open the door of the minister's office so violently?

Who else could it be but Grindelwald in a state of rage?

Fudge jumped up quickly.

After having an enmity with Dumbledore, Grindelwald was the one he hugged tightly.

This person cannot be offended.

Grindelwald sat on the sofa minding his own business, "Connelly, how are you going to check on the goblins?"

Fudge was stunned for a moment.

He had just made up his mind to investigate the goblin, but he hadn't figured out how to do it yet.

After all, goblins are not so easily moved.

Fortunately, Grindelwald only asked him symbolically.

Originally, I didn't expect Fudge to make any valuable suggestions.

Fudge, like Dumbledore, had too many worries.

In particular, the goblins control the economic context of the entire wizarding world...

All the wizards' money is stored in Gringotts.

It's hard to imagine what would happen if the goblins were angered.

Therefore, even if Fudge wanted to investigate, he would be helpless.

"Well, just leave this matter to me."

"It's just that when I need a little help from you, I hope you can cooperate with us..."

Hearing Grindelwald's words, Fudge almost jumped with joy.

Grindelwald is equivalent to taking this hot potato directly!

What else doesn't he want to do?

Fudge nodded quickly and said, "Okay, if you have any requests, we will definitely try our best to cooperate!"

Grindelwald nodded with satisfaction, "Well, thank you for your help, Mr. Minister. I'm leaving now, and we'll have a cup of coffee together when we have time."

After Grindelwald finished speaking, he left the minister's office, and even thoughtfully helped Fudge close the door when he left...

Of course, if Fudge didn't agree, he wouldn't be so polite...

When Grindelwald left, Fudge breathed a long sigh of relief.

Kingsley looked at Fudge with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

The way Fudge nodded and bowed just now, how could he look like a minister?

It is true that Grindelwald is powerful and Fudge cannot afford to offend him, but there is no need for you to be so humble, right?

I can't even maintain the surface decency...

"Mr. Minister, don't you ask how he plans to investigate?"

"You know, goblins are not easy to offend. If the method is too drastic..."

Fudge looked at him and said, "How about you ask?"

Kingsley shut his mouth.

With his identity, how can I ask?

Besides, he was also frightened in front of Grindelwald...

"Is it useful for you to ask?" Fudge said helplessly: "You just think there is a problem with this decision and you want to stop it? So...asking will only increase your troubles. ....."

Fudge has always seen the situation very clearly.

"Anyway, I can finally sleep well now... By the way, let Scrimgeour and the others come back. No need to check."

"Also, you should go back and rest...you have been up for a long time."

Fudge said, picked up his coat and walked out the door.

He had to go home and have a good rest.

Kingsley looked at his back and sighed helplessly.

He returned to the Auror office and first wrote a letter to Scrimgeour telling him Fudge's order.

Then, he quietly sent an owl to Dumbledore. In the owl's beak, there was a letter recording what happened today...

"get out of class is over. The paper is due next Monday morning."

Snape's voice sounded as cold as the weather.

The little wizards rushed out of the underground classroom.

In this kind of weather, no one wants to stay in an underground classroom that remains as cold as ever even if dozens of crucibles are lit.

Blake also stood up, habitually wanting to wait for everyone to go out before he went out.

No matter what he does, he doesn't like to rob.

For example, there is a rush to buy something in a store, or... there is a queue...

In Cassandra's words, it's not elegant at all.

In his own words, he likes to be more leisurely.

"Blake, you stay."

Just as Blake was thinking about what to prepare for dinner, Snape called to him.

Blake smiled and said: "Ah, Professor Snape, what do you want from me?"

"Did you run out of the potion of drunkenness and dreams? No problem, I'll make it for you right now."

"I will definitely not delay your dream tonight, tut tut, hehe...

Snape's head was covered with black lines, and his coffin face was twitching.

"No! It's not this! You're laughing your ass off!"

Blake had already given him the recipe for the potion.

In other words, he can get through it on his own without Blake's help at all.

Snape understood that Blake was just saying this to make fun of him.

But the annoying thing is that he still can't do anything to this little bastard.

Blake just looked at him with a smile, which made Snape's teeth itch with hatred.

"I mean, I'm a little confused about your magic formula for curing dragon pox..."

Snape looked very difficult when he said this.

Asking him to ask Blake questions was really...too uncomfortable.

However, if he didn't ask, this problem had been holding him back for a long time. If he didn't figure it out, he felt that he wouldn't be able to bear it anymore.

"Oh? Did you see that recipe too?" Blake smiled happily.

The magic potion formula for treating dragon pox that Blake wrote in one minute.

Dean Bohan has announced it to the potion community after obtaining Blake's consent.

Because of this formula for healing, the more potions masters know about it, the more people will be saved.

This kind of approach can trigger large-scale emotional fluctuations, and Blake has no reason not to agree.

So, of course Snape got the potion formula.

Although Blake is hateful, this is a formula that can cure dragon pox!

So, he started researching immediately.

He can understand many places at a glance.

And in some places, when he looked at it, he had a feeling of enlightenment.

However, there were some places that he couldn't understand.

That’s why I couldn’t help but call out Blake temporarily today, and then...ask for advice...

"Yes... I have some questions to ask you."

Snape is now broken.

He took out a piece of parchment and spread it in front of Blake.

Blake looked closely and saw that what was recorded on the parchment was the recipe he had written that day.

It's just that on this piece of parchment, there are many more steps to disassemble it, and there are also many notes on the efficacy of the potion.

"Are you trying to reverse this recipe?" Blake said happily.

"Yes... This is my habit. When I get a new potion formula, I want to figure out how it works..." Snape folded his hands and frowned.

"Amazing. As expected of a potion master, he actually pushed it to the top." Blake praised.

However, Blake's words of praise made Snape feel harsh.

Now he fully understands that his potion level is far behind Blake.

It’s not that my knowledge reserve is worse than Blake’s, but that there are gaps in some ideas and creativity.

Compared with Blake's wild and unconstrained potion ratio, he would be relatively conservative, so naturally it wouldn't be that magical.

"What don't you understand? You

Isn’t it all clearly written?” Blake said.

If you didn't study this potion formula very deeply, you wouldn't be able to analyze it in such detail.

"Here... why did you add rose petals?" Snape finally asked his question.

"All your steps, all your potion ratios, I can understand why."

"But...this rose petal...to be honest, it doesn't even have magic power."

Blake's potion recipe contained an extra rose petal, which he really couldn't figure out.

Because these petals do not add any medicinal effect to this potion.

It's like...it's superfluous.

"Severus, have you ever actually survived this potion?"

"Yes." Snape took out a bottle of potion.

The potion is of good quality and is brewed according to Blake's recipe.

"So...have you ever tried it without adding rose petals and boiling it out?" Blake asked.

"No...not yet..." Snape said hesitantly.

In fact, he just wanted to figure out the function of this petal...

He felt that, just because he couldn't understand it, Blake must have his reasons for putting the petals.

If you don't let it go, the pot of potion will be scrapped, and the materials consumed will be in vain.

Now that Snape has a daughter, he saves a lot.

Starting experiments is no longer as generous as before.

"Try it now." Blake smiled.

After Snape hesitated for a while, he finally decided to do as Blake said.

This potion formula has already been thoroughly analyzed by Snape.

Therefore, it is easy to cook it.

Soon, it was time to put the petals.

But this time, Snape didn't put it in, but continued to stir it.

After a while, a potion with a completely different color from the previous potion was brewed.

Snape frowned as he looked at the still simmering pot of potion.

He even doubted whether he had messed up.

Because this potion... looks terrible.

It's dusty, and there's a vague, strange smell.

"Is this... useless?" Snape frowned and looked at the pot of potion.

Blake casually picked up the flower petals that had been prepared nearby and sprinkled them into the simmering cauldron.

As the petals are submerged.

The next second, the potion instantly became clear!

The strange smell disappeared instantly!

"What...what's going on?" Snape looked at Blake in shock.

"In fact, the effect of the medicine is not any different from the strange smell of 1.2 just now."

"But, that way, the potion looks terrible."

"However, if you add a rose petal, it will have some wonderful reactions with the wolfsbane aconite and poisonous tentacle juice inside."

"Furthermore, because rose petals do not possess any magical power, they cannot change the efficacy of the potion."

"So, this is the best material that can make this pot of potion look better and taste better without affecting its efficacy.

"Oh, by the way, you can join this rose petal at any time."

When Blake finished explaining, Snape was stunned.

The rose petals he had been struggling with for more than a week were actually just used by Blake to color the potion?

Snape felt that his defenses were a bit broken...

In fact, he really thought that he didn't know what medicinal effects these petals had!

However, Snape was able to break defenses, but he still admired Blake.

Because, within one minute, he actually wrote out a magic potion formula that took into account the color, fragrance, and flavor while ensuring the effectiveness of the medicine!

"Others make potions just like potions, but you make potions just like cooking and making soup..." Snape said with a complicated expression.

This is really so easy...

"It's nothing. You just need to broaden your mind, and you can do it too." Blake said: "There are so many potion materials in this world, but... who rules?

Only materials with magical power can be used to brew potions?"

"People are divided into wizards and Muggles, but the materials are not divided."

"Besides, who said that Muggle medicines cannot be added to potions?"

Blake's words made Snape's pupils shrink...it was like opening a door to a new world.

"The world is such a big place, it would be a pity if your eyes only focus on the wizarding world. You should go out and have a look."