Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

After seeing Blake climb out of the suitcase.

Nagini curled up on the armchair.

The feeling just now was simply...

She bit her lip and raised her slightly weak right hand.

Wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Now, she was soaked to the bone.

But she discovered it when she was about to change her clothes.

It seemed that she didn't have a change of clothes...

Suddenly, the lid of the suitcase was opened again.

A bag floated in.

It landed directly on the table in front of her.

Blake's voice came from above

"I should have given it to you yesterday. I was so busy that I forgot"

"I, Mrs. Toscamander, have prepared some clean clothes for you."

"Oh, by the way, if you want to take a shower, there's a bathroom in the cabin behind you."

After Blake finished speaking, he closed the lid of the box.

A warmth arose in Nagini's heart.

She didn't expect that this big boy would be so considerate.……

……

Evening

"Meow!"Xiaobai stood in front of Black fiercely.

"What's wrong? noob?"Bruck sat down at the long table and asked with a little doubt.

"Meow~ (You smell wrong! Did you find another meow? No, it doesn’t smell like meow!)" The little white-blue pupils stared at Blake suspiciously

"Why does my body smell wrong?"Blake picked up Xiaobai, ignored its objections, and started driving.

After a while, Xiaobai became a noodle.

Blake took the opportunity to pick up a puff and took a bite.

Then he saw two green guys coming from the opposite side..

Well... it is truly green.

The hair is green, the face is also green, and the skin exposed on the hands and feet is also green.……

"If you hadn't been wearing the Gryffindor school uniform, I would have thought there were two dryads here!"

Blake looked at the two identical green men in front of him dumbfounded.

The classmates around him also pointed at these two people because their shapes were really weird.……

"Why……"

"I just said that drop of viper bile should not be put in"

"If you don't let go, we will turn red"

"So... no matter how we change the recipe"

"None of us can succeed!"

Fred and George, who had turned into little green men, sighed and sighed.

Blake looked at them dumbfounded.

"Did you eat your own imitation spicy strips?"

Fred and George sighed again.

"yes we ate"

"After adding the magic potion, the color and smell are obviously the same! Why do they taste so different?"

"What's your name? It clearly smells like kerosene!"

"Didn’t you eat it too?"

"That’s how you look delicious! lied to me! I thought……"

"Haha... I've been tricked, how can you be safe?"

"Damn it!"

Blake broke up the fight between the two guys.

"Hey, didn’t I say everything? This is a snack from the Muggle world"

"The reason why it has such a special taste has nothing to do with the so-called potions science.……"

"You guys look like this...are you sure you don't want to go to the school hospital for a checkup?"

Fred and George looked frustrated.

"Yes, Madam Pomfrey said we have to stay like this for three days.……"

Blake had no choice but to spread his hands.

Who let them take random potions prepared by themselves?

"Sorry, it's only three days. Just get through it"

"As a man, this setback is nothing, it is just losing the right to choose a spouse for the next four years."

Fred and George cried out in pain.

"You know how to comfort people."Fred covered his heart

"Look at how miserable we are, can you share the hot strips?"

"The days without spicy strips...I can no longer tolerate it!"

A portable convenience store produced by the system.

The snacks inside are not the ordinary snacks you can buy on the street.

Although many of them look the same as the snacks in the Muggle world.

But when you really eat them, whether it is taste or nutritional value, None of them can be compared to those industrial products.

There are even some slight magical benefits.

For example... it can make people feel more happy...

So, faced with these illegal snacks.

Fred and George were born in a food desert. , how can I resist this temptation?

"All right……"Blake saw how pitiful these two guys looked.

So he generously took out two packs of Davidon and threw them over.

Fred and George sadly and in perfect synchronicity opened the package and took a bite

"Hmm...that's what it tastes like……"

"What will we do if we can’t eat in the future?……"

Fred and George finally had smiles on their depressed faces.

"Ding! Two waves of pleasant emotions detected!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting two silver treasure chests!"

When Blake heard the system prompt, he looked at Fred and George speechlessly.

As for it? Isn't it just two packs of spicy strips?

Although the ones produced by the system taste dozens of times better than the ordinary ones, it doesn't matter. It's like eating"flour"...

However, it's pretty good to harvest two silver treasure chests.

Suddenly, Black put down the unfinished puffs in his hand.

"Do you... like this snack very much?"

"certainly!"Fred said.

George continued:"Not only spicy strips, but also Little Sheep, White Rabbit, Crispy Noodles, and Wangwang Snow Cake.……"

"Those snacks you gave to everyone... they tasted amazing!"

When Blake gave them snacks before, he didn't think much about it.

And because of the spread of some of his previous deeds, usually when nothing happens, one or two treasure boxes will pop up from time to time.

Therefore, he didn't notice it. , when he distributed snacks to these guys, which treasure chests were exploded because the snacks were too delicious and he was too happy...

Moreover, when he distributed snacks to Hermione and Cassandra in the carriage, they also There is no explosive treasure chest.

Therefore, Blake did not realize this until now.

However, it is not too late to know now.

In other words, if he can give away the things in his portable convenience store to... No! Free! No one cherishes the gift.

Therefore, it should be sold to everyone! It is also a limited supply!

It is high quality and cheap, and it is also limited supply! In this way, can I have a stable source of low-level treasure chests? ?

You can even make a little money on the way!

Fred and George saw Blake lowering his head in thought, and then a smile appeared on his lips.

After they looked at each other, they couldn't help but take two steps back.

Because the last time they were cheated, he They also showed such a"kind" smile.

Just when they were about to slip away

"Snapped!"

Two strong palms pressed on their shoulders.

"Do you still want to eat such delicious snacks in the future? Blake asked with a smile.

"think……"Fred and George nodded.

"Then you are blessed!"

"ah?"

"I plan to find a way to purchase goods in the future and then sell them to you."

"From now on, you will all have snacks to eat"

"Isn’t this what blessing is?!

Fred said:"You sold it before... and it was so expensive."……"

"I promise the price is fair this time!"

"Because what I plan to do is long-term trading"

"So make sure it’s of high quality and low price!"

Blake knows that only when his snacks reach a corresponding level of high quality and low price, the treasure chests fed back by the little wizards will continue to flow!

"Are you telling the truth?"Fred and George became excited.

Because of their business acumen, they are actually not poor at all. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Fulu Novel Network!) The

Weasley family is poor, and the Weasley twins have What does it matter...

So, if Black can guarantee high quality and low price, then they will really be able to eat this kind of snacks for a long time in the future.

Otherwise, it will be like before.

They thought that Black's snacks were all from Muggles he bought during his holidays. The quantity bought from the world is limited, so it is basically impossible to have enough food for a long time.

"Then leave the task of selling snacks to us!"

"That's right!"

"We just need a little bit of... dividends as our reward!"

The Weasley twins, who have a keen sense of business, immediately sensed the business opportunity.

To be honest, if it hadn't been for the holidays yet, they would have wanted to slip away to the Muggle world and buy these snacks in large quantities.

Of course, they didn't know that these snacks A large part of them are not found in the Muggle world in the UK!

"No no no!"Blake shook his finger.

"Selling it to you is just a small matter. Just the two of you walking around selling, how much can you sell?"

"If I want to do it, I have to do it big! I don't want to be a mobile vendor. Fred and George looked at each other,"How do you want to get bigger?" Black spread his hands and said,"

I plan to open a canteen in Hogwarts!""

"What does commissary mean?"

"Well, it’s a store opened in the school! Of course, our canteen only sells snacks!"

Fred and George looked at Blake with pained faces.

"If you don't want our brothers to help sell it, forget it. At least you can find a better excuse."

"Just... open a store in school? Why are you? Blake puffed up his chest,"

Haha... isn't the backstage used for this time?""

"hiss……"Fred and George gasped.

Only then did they remember.

The person in front of me is the one who can choose where to be imprisoned!

……

Blake's style has always been to do what he says.

Given that the income from treasure chests has been too low recently.

Of course he would not give up the opportunity he had now discovered.

After he made up his mind.

He didn't even bother to eat, so he strode towards the principal's office.

Xiaobai meowed, jumped off the table, and chased after him.

He jumped on Blake's shoulder in a few seconds.

"black……"

Black, who was eager to find Dumbledore, stopped helplessly.

He turned to look.

Quirrell, wearing his exaggerated turban, was looking at him with a smile.

"Uh... Professor Quirrell. Are you looking for me?"Blake enters the state at the speed of light, and his intermediate acting proficiency is activated!

"Yes, Blake, are you free tonight?"

Black wanted to say that he was not free.

But... opening a store or something, he could actually take it a little longer.

He really wanted to know what Voldemort wanted to do with him.

If he could gain his trust and learn all of his plans, he estimated that he would Maybe I can get some benefits from Voldemort who is still here.

"I'm free tonight. You know, those assignments are not a problem for me, I can do them easily"

"That's good……"Quirrell looked at the staff seat.

After confirming that Dumbledore was not there

"I'll take you somewhere tonight"

……

It was the same secret classroom where Quirrell taught Black the gut-removing spell last time.

The wooden target that was smashed to pieces last time was still lying there miserably.

Quirrell waved his wand.

Pulled over two chairs and a table next to me

"Sit down and let's have a nice chat. Quirrell said.

Brak sat down obediently.

"Want something to drink? asked Quirrell

"Uh... whatever, professor."Black said.

Quirrell said:"I remember you like to eat sweets."

He knocked on the table gently.

A cup of hot pumpkin juice with sugar appeared in front of Blake.

"Thanks."Black took the pumpkin juice.

He didn't know what Quirrell, or Voldemort, wanted to do with him now.

He didn't just want to chat with himself, right?

927 Black heard Quirrell ask:"How have you been lately? Bar?"

Black looked at Quirrell, and then found that the cowering expression that often appeared on his face had completely disappeared.

He knew that the strange expression in front of him had completely disappeared.It's time to replace someone.

Now, the person talking to him is Tom Riddle

"Still... not bad."Blake's acting skills come into play.

He looks like a stubborn child who obviously has a hard life, but he doesn't tell his family about the good news but not the bad news.

"But you don't look good, kid……"Tom's voice was gentle.

Black felt that if he were an ignorant little wizard who didn't know his true identity.

You will definitely feel that he is a good professor and a kind and good person.

Of course... Black isn't any other little wizard

"I...I don't know...I'm conflicted. professor."Blake had a struggling expression on his face.

"Oh...I can understand that, kid. I totally understand how you feel right now! Tom opened his hands and said:"On the one hand, you are grateful to Dumbledore for rescuing you from the inhumane orphanage." On the other hand, you're troubled by his pathological need for control, aren't you?"

Tom felt the same way about this!

Because he found that Black's experience was not only exactly the same as his own, but also 70-80% similar! It was Dumbledore who took him from the orphanage into the magical world.

But...even if he, Tom, became the best student in the entire Hogwarts!

The most popular student among all teachers and students!

He still couldn't gain Dumbledore's trust!

That old guy started staring at him from the moment he entered school!

Especially It was after he released the basilisk and killed a person...

Isn't this similar to the Black he is now?

Black is now similar to the original self!

Excellent, smart, and loved by everyone.

But so what?

Black was giving a speech before When he opposed Snape, and when he shocked everyone with his skills in the dueling club,

Tom could clearly see the distrust flashing in Dumbledore's eyes at that time!

It was just like him back then!

This old guy really didn't have any Don't learn a lesson!

Doesn't this just give you an opportunity?

In his opinion, Dumbledore's education is a joke.

When Dumbledore first saw him in the orphanage, he told He was not allowed to use his power to benefit himself.

On the other hand, he set his own wardrobe on fire, threatened and intimidated himself, and made himself apologize to the children he had bullied.

This was really the most vivid lesson Tom had ever learned. Ah!

Tom realized something from now on.

That is, as long as you have enough power, you can force anyone to do something he doesn't want to do!

For example... just like Dumbledore did.

Force yourself to do things that he has always looked down upon. The child in the orphanage who was an ant apologized!

Because he was stronger than himself when he was a child!.