Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

Grindelwald sat on the stone bed.

Holding a notebook in hand

"Prophecy……" he said softly.

Then I picked up the quill and started writing on the notebook.

"You may need some tools to help-"

"For example, a crystal ball"

"A child with the gift of prophecy"

"If you have a crystal ball to help you"

"It will be easier to open the third eye……"

Suddenly, he raised his head and looked at the sky outside the window.

He sighed helplessly.

Then he wrote in his notebook:

"I have some things to do for now"

"Find a crystal ball and try it first"

"Let’s talk later."

After finishing writing,

Grindelwald closed the notebook.

Then he looked quietly at the wall with the window.

At this time, there was no sound of footsteps on the tower stairs for a long time.

A footsteps appeared again.

Grindelwald's There was a trance in his eyes.

It was as if he had gone back to the past.

At that time, there would always be a woman behind him.

A witch named Vitalo Hill.

She was his most loyal follower.

He was his most loyal follower. Believer... he will never forget the sound of her footsteps.

Although her footsteps are no longer as powerful as before.

After a moment, the stone wall under the window suddenly became rippled like water.

Then, a human-shaped bulge gradually appeared.

The next second, the human-shaped bulge passed through, and an old woman came through the wall.

"Ah...Vita. My friend... long time no see."

Grindelwald had a heartfelt smile on his face.

Vita's face also showed excitement.

It's been almost fifty years...

They haven't seen each other for almost fifty years.

"Long time no see...Gellert."

Vita barely controlled her emotions.

"You become energetic. Garrett."

This was Vita's first feeling.

In fact, when Grindelwald was first imprisoned in Nurmengard,

Vita, who had a chance to escape, actually came to Grindelwald and wanted him to go with her.

But...

At that time, all she saw was a man with a dead heart.

A lifeless loser.

At that time, there was only darkness in his eyes.

Even if she stood in front of him, she could not be seen in his pupils.

But Now... she seemed to see the ambitious Gellert again!

Because she saw hope in his eyes again.

Seeing Grindelwald staring at her,

Vita couldn't help but touch her own. face.

Then he couldn’t help but said in despair:

"I'm old, Garrett……"

"We are all old, Vita."Grindelwald said with emotion.

Now, it should be the world of young people...

Black's figure flashed in Grindelwald's mind.

He raised his head and looked at Vita who was hesitant to speak.

Suddenly he smiled and said:"You I never used to be so coy."

"If you have any questions, just ask."

His observation skills are as sharp as before.

Vita took a deep breath:"Although it's rude to ask this."

"But...I want to know...we all want to know"

"Is that boy...really your son?"

Grindelwald seemed to have known she would ask this question for a long time.

There was no look of surprise.

"Yes, he is my son"

"Blake Grindelwald."

Vita said doubtfully:"But... you……"

"Vita, do you still remember the experiment?"

"Which experiment?"

"That experiment at the Institute of Biology."

Long-standing memories suddenly awakened in Vita's mind!

"Then...didn't that experiment fail?"

"Even the researchers have been evacuated!"

It was precisely because the experiment had failed.

That's why she didn't think of it for a while.

Grindelwald smiled.

"Gucci! Move a chair and make a pot of tea."

Vita, like him, is old.

He has no intention of letting his once most loyal follower stand all the time. The old house elf appeared.

Holding a pot of tea in his hand.

Behind him, floating A chair and a coffee table.

Vita didn't ask any questions.

After Gucci arranged it, she sat down.

Because she knew that the next story might be a little long.

……

Blake looked at the crystal ball in Baker's hand.

I didn't ask him where he came from.

In the entire Hogwarts, only Trelawney's classroom has a crystal ball.

Judging from the fact that she is often drunk.

Really missing a crystal ball.

She really couldn't notice it.

Blake picked up the crystal ball.

Then put it on the table.

The center of the crystal ball.

Filled with white irregular mist.

Blake stretched out his hand and pressed it on the crystal ball.

Then he gently input his magic power into it.

Because of what happened to those poor wands before.

He didn't want the crystal ball to be blown up directly by him.

As Blake's magic surged in.

The white mist in the crystal ball began to condense gradually.

However, just when it was about to condense and take shape.

But suddenly disappeared!

Blake looked at this scene in bewilderment.

This was really baffling to him.

His talent for prophecy is of the highest quality.

And he also has this superb proficiency in prophecy!

Follow the experience of other disciplines.

Initially, he was rewarded with mastery of primary transformation.

Then he instantly gained knowledge of all transformation techniques at this level!

But proficiency in prophecy is exactly the opposite!

Although the system shows that he already has the best proficiency in prophecy.

But he has no knowledge of prophecy at all!

In this situation, don't say that you are proficient in the ultimate prophecy technique.

Not even as good as a junior!

That's not the strangest thing.

The weirdest thing was when he picked up a book on prophecy and read it.

His memory talent and academic talent seemed to have temporarily failed!

And his talent for the ultimate prophecy is in vain!

Just now, he almost made a prediction!

The white mist in the crystal ball is almost taking shape!

But it suddenly disappeared!

All in all.

It's like his prophecy was deliberately sealed by someone!

"Who... sealed my prophecy?"

"Why did he do this?"

"Are you afraid that I will see the future?"

"is it him?"

"Was it the person who carried me out of the lab?"

……

Nurmengard.

Vita drank all the tea in the cup

"So that's it……"

"The man, the man who carried Blake out of the lab"

"We will all investigate together."

"As for Black……"

The corner of her mouth twitched

"……When I learned about Blake's existence"

"I actually wanted to get rid of him……"

"Because he's also Dumbledore's son... and it's hard for you to influence him now……"

"In that case, we will only have one more enemy"

"But now I have changed my mind"

"As long as he is still here, you can still turn back into the original Grindelwald!"

"Rather than the loser who is heartbroken and waiting to die quietly.……"

"However, I still say that. It would not be wise to let him grow up with that hypocrite Dumbledore!"

Grindelwald didn't speak.

And Vita didn't say anything more.

She just left.

After a long time,

Grindelwald sighed,"You are still unwilling.……"

"It's a pity that I no longer have such thoughts"

"These things should be left to young people to complete……"

……

Blake looked at Filch in front of him

"Mr. Filch, are you sure you want to learn this?"

Filch looked at Black with pleading eyes. (To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Please teach me"

"you do not know……"

"I...actually I'm not very good at casting spells……"

"Therefore, this method of casting spells with only a few symbols must be suitable for me!"

A kind of light of hope flashed in Filch's eyes.

Black had just finished his History of Magic class.

But he didn't go far out of the classroom when Filch called him into the empty classroom next to him.

Then what happened above A scene.

Filch actually asked Black to teach him how to make and use magic talismans.

Black looked at Filch. His eyes flickered.

Now, he was really curious.

Squib can use the magic talisman he gave.

So can Squib also? Can you make magic talismans?

You know, Squib actually has magic power in his body.

"Strictly speaking, I don't know if you can learn it."

Black took out a piece of paper and his own talisman-making pen.

Then he handed it to Filch.

"Pay attention to the symbol I wrote"

"Then you use this pen to write on this paper as usual."

As Blake said, he took out the pen and paper again.

Then he wrote a simple ancient rune on the paper.

Filch stood by and stared at the pen in Blake's hand..

He was afraid that Blake would refuse to teach him because he missed something!

He knew his own business. He was just self-deception about not being good at casting spells.

He was a squib.

Now, he is the one who can touch it again The only chance for magic!

Blake deliberately slowed down his movements so that Filch could see clearly.

After writing, Blake looked at Filch.

Filch picked up the pen with trembling hands and painted on the paper. The ancient rune that Blake just wrote was written.

After Filch finished writing, he breathed a long sigh of relief.

He was afraid that he had written it wrong!

Fortunately, the symbol was not complicated.

Blake picked up Filch The one who wrote it looked at it.

Then he said,"Give it a try, follow the method I taught you last time. Hold this place."

Filch nodded.

Then he stretched out his finger and pressed it on the mark of the talisman he wrote.

The next second, the paper suddenly became wet!

A puddle of water gurgled from the ancient rune. The ground popped up!

"this! this! I succeeded! Filch said excitedly.

Blake also looked at this scene with some surprise.

Since Squib can make and use magic talismans on his own, doesn't it mean that... he has inadvertently created a group other than wizards? ?

All squibs can be in this group!

They don't need a wand to cast spells, they only need talismans prepared in advance.

In other words, they only need to learn ancient runes.

Because when these guys use magic, they only need talismans. Just need to throw magic talismans.

Doesn't that mean that their attack speed is faster than wizards using wands?

Hiss...

In other words, a squib with sufficient magic talismans.

Its combat effectiveness can actually become Strong?

If his guess is correct, then he will be the savior of all Squibs!

Thinking of this, Black's heart immediately warmed up.

He looked at Filch.

Even he didn't expect that, because he was temporarily soft-hearted, I gave him a few magic talismans for cleaning.

It would actually benefit me so much!

"Mr. Filch! This discovery is amazing!" said Black

"If this discovery can be implemented,"

"You...and I may all become a colorful figure in the history of magic!"

"Your and my names may be remembered by future generations!"

Filch was dumbfounded.

He actually just wanted to make himself, a squib, capable of casting spells.

He never thought of such a long-term thing.

Leave your name in the history of magic?

People in the future can remember your name. ?

This... how is this possible?

Blake smiled and said:"You don't think that you are the only one like you, do you?"

Filch understood immediately.

There are many squibs in the wizarding world!

They are outcasts in the wizarding world!

They are discriminated against by the wizards, and it is difficult to integrate into the world of wizards...

Their status is really low.

Strict In other words, Filch can work at Hogwarts.

He is already doing well among the squibs!

"Peace of mind, Mr. Filch"

"I'll go to Professor Babuling to discuss it first."

"She is a professor of ancient runes……"

"Oh, the ancient runes are those symbols you just wrote"

"If nothing unexpected happens, these symbols will accompany you throughout your life"

"They can give you everything you want!"

Black's last words directly made Filch blush with excitement.

These ancient runes can bring him everything he wants!

What does he want most?

What he wants most is respect!

To get rid of his body For the humbleness of the Squib!

It is to stay away from all unnecessary discrimination!

He bowed excitedly to Blake, then turned and left the empty classroom.

Blake looked at the soaked paper on the desk. He couldn't help but sigh.

It's unintentional.

I believe that in the near future, there will be a group of"talisman masters" in this world.

But... if ancient runes were written on the cards.

Wouldn't it be more appropriate to call them"card masters"? What?

After Blake put away his things, he walked directly to Professor Babuling's office.

Although it was not his confinement time yet.

But now, he had good news to share with her!

……

Newt is grooming Zoe.

This guy hates water.

It was impossible to take a shower.

The only way is to wash it with a brush dipped in water.

Zuowu muttered twice in dissatisfaction.

Then he let Newt brush it with a brush...

Suddenly.

A huge owl fell from the sky.

Landing on the table nearby.

The fragile table let out an overwhelmed groan... it was an eagle owl.

The Eagle Owl dropped the letter haughtily on the table.

Then he pushed in Newt's direction with his foot.

Then he flew away directly.

Newt recognized it as Black's owl.

He quickly picked up the letter and read it.

But his face became more and more ugly……

"poacher……"

"The Purple Horn Tribe was almost bloodbathed……"

"Colosseum……"

"Big shot behind the scenes……"

"albanian forest……"

"Um? Little guy Blake still wants to go with me?"

"no!"Newt shook his head directly."This is absolutely not allowed!"

"That's too dangerous……"

But when he continued to look.

But hesitant again

"Oops...this little guy will really give me problems...what a shame."