Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

The morning sun is especially warm.

But Blake always feels that the sun is a bit hot today?

Blake slowly opened his eyes.

Then it became clear why he felt hot.

He saw a big fiery red bird right next to him. squatting on his bed……

"You...Fox?!"

Blake woke up immediately.

Ancient magic was played last night.

Blake was excited for a long time before falling asleep.

Unexpectedly, he saw Phoenix Fox when he opened his eyes in the morning.

Could it be that Dumbledore is here?

Blake looked around his little room.

Dumbledore was not found sitting on his chair.

Fox shouted excitedly at him a few times.

Then he took a letter out from under the pillow.

Then he used his paws to pull it to Black.

"Um...are you delivering a letter to me?"

Only then did Blake understand.

Fox was here to deliver the letter.

Fortunately, he closed the doors and windows last night.

Phoenix could come in, but others could not.

Otherwise, Fox would be in trouble if others saw him.

He couldn't talk directly to Marianne. The lady said.

Is this a fat Scottish round-faced chicken with a little bit of red?

Seeing Fox urging him,

Blake had no choice but to open the letter and read it.

The iconic font of circles within circles in the letter.

It was indeed Dumbledore's handwriting.

There wasn't much in the letter.

He was just borrowing something from Black.

After reading it,

Black took off the nameplate from his neck.

The nameplate had been completely restored.

In the early morning sunshine.

Shining with metallic luster.

Fox patted Blake's shoulder with his wings.

Then he called twice affectionately.

Finally, he picked up Blake's name tag and disappeared into the firelight...

Blake looked at the Phoenix disappearing into the firelight.

Understand that Dumbledore must have found something.

This is where his name tag is needed as evidence.

However, it was only one night.

Black was not in a hurry.

After Fox left, the temperature in the room seemed to have dropped several degrees..

Blake opened the door and window.

Seeing that it was still early, he rushed towards the kitchen excitedly!

……

Dumbledore took the name tag from Fawkes' mouth. at this time.

On his desk.

Already filled with all kinds of weird tools.

Most are related to alchemy.

After putting the name tag on the desk.

A busy inspection officially begins

……

"Gua! Gua!"

Ms. Granger looked helplessly at the bird cage in her daughter's hand.

There was a lively owl in the cage.

It had a noisy voice and a strange smell.

It was really...

I don't know what was going on.

Baby Her daughter Hermione was clamoring to go to Diagon Alley early in the morning.

She said she wanted to buy an owl that could deliver letters.

When asked who she wanted to write to,

Hermione just said she didn't understand some questions.

She wanted to deliver letters. Ask the professor for advice. Mr. Granger, who loved his daughter, had to go to Diagon Alley again early in the morning with his daughter. Then he bought an owl back. After Hermione got home, she didn't even have time to change her shoes. She rushed into the room with bare feet. She handed the two letters she had written a long time ago directly to the owl she had just bought. She didn't even have time to pick up the name.

"Send this letter to Professor McGonagall first! Then give this to Blake!"

Hermione thought about the order very carefully.

Of course, Professor McGonagall has the school's owl who can bring back the reply.

But there is no owl at Black's place. She has to let the owl wait for Black to write a reply.

Then she can send the reply back.

"Gua! Gua!"

Unexpectedly, that owl has just been bought back. It will go to work soon.

However, it has also been locked in a cage for a long time.

Delivering a letter.

It can just move its muscles.

It turns into a black dot in the sky. Owl.

Hermione recalled what happened last night.

Just after saying goodbye to Black and Professor Dumbledore, she tried transfiguration in her room...

After seeing Black defeat the owl with transfiguration , When she was a Cryptobeast, she was already thinking about giving it a try.

Blake didn't know what magic was before. She only thought that her magic was just some kind of superpower.

Then she could practice transformation very well.

Then...she It should work!

But reality gave Hermione a heavy uppercut again.

A boulder of that size.

In Black's hands, it can instantly turn into a moving and roaring lion.

And Black still has no staff. Casting spells.

And she... even with a wand, she couldn't make even a small change in a small piece of stone...

In fact, when Dumbledore and the others sent her home yesterday, she once asked about transfiguration. Question.

Black said lightly.

Just think about what that thing will become.

Then that thing will become like that.

Dumbledore agreed with Black's statement.

But he was still the same as Professor McGonagall.

To Hermione Said, Transfiguration is a profound subject.

It requires systematic training……

"hateful! So why doesn't Blake train systematically?!"

"He...all figured it out on his own! And... not even using a wand!"

Every time she thought about this,

Hermione felt like her arrogant heart was hit by ten thousand points.

After trying for a whole night without making any progress,

Hermione had no choice but to give up her attempt.

Without Without the teacher's guidance, she had no way to get started.

So, she came up with the idea of ​​writing to Professor McGonagall for advice.

That's why she decided to buy an owl early in the morning.

Well... for Black The letter was in passing.

It was just a greeting between friends.

She had reluctantly admitted that

Blake's talent was indeed higher than hers.

But... every time she thought of Blake's understatement that transfiguration was very simple..I still can’t help but go crazy.

……

Marian Orphanage.

Blake is getting lost in the praise

"Brother Blake's cooking is so delicious!"

"Brother Blake, I want more!"

"Ahem, tell me everything, don’t let people misunderstand, do you still want this spaghetti?"

Of course Blake didn't mean to show off his cooking skills.

He just wanted to give it a try.

He couldn't get more treasure chests for himself by relying on his cooking skills.

Sure enough, the children who were so happy because of the delicious food made his system keep ringing with reminders. sound.

Of course... it's a pity.

All the prompt sounds are……

"Insufficient emotional value, unable to extract the treasure chest"

"……Failed to extract the treasure chest."

Although Black is a little disappointed, it's normal.

These children are still young. Their abilities are certainly not outstanding. Of course, the chance of exploding the treasure chest is very low.

And Mrs. Marian, who has high hopes for her... okay.

Although Mrs. Marian felt extremely gratified and happy that Blake suddenly had an enlightenment and actually made breakfast so delicious. But... maybe the emotion was not as strong as when she was angry last night. Therefore, the treasure chest failed to be extracted. This also made Blake even more I firmed up my idea. That is, angry emotions are easier to sell than happy emotions! Suddenly, the system prompt sounded again

"Ding! Crazy emotions detected!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting a bronze treasure chest!"

"Um? Crazy?"Blake looked around.

The children were very happy.

"Oh...Hermione! It must be you, right?"

"Tears! real!"

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