Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

【The Ministry of Magic came to you with something urgent, but they didn't ask Fawkes to Apparate to help you set off immediately?】

【Did you even receive this message from me?】

【It seems that you were not deceived by Voldemort.】

【I guess you're planning on saying you went to the Ministry of Magic】

【Then hide aside and observe quietly, right?】

【To ensure Harry's safety, you're going to let me go with him, right?】

【But it's a pity, Professor……】

【Because Voldemort thought so too】

【So, I have to stay with Professor Quirrell tonight~】

【and then dutifully plays a minor villain who goes astray.-】

【I'm sorry, I may have to leave a little shadow on Harry's little heart tonight.……】

【However, please don't worry, I will help you complete your plan】

【Anyway, your goal is just to let Harry kill Voldemort with his own hands, isn't it? 】

Looking at the Phoenix Patron Saint disappearing in front of him.

Dumbledore couldn't help but stroke his beard.

That guy saw through me again.

However, why does this little guy become more and more angry when he talks?

……

Blake and his friends are having a great time in Hogsmeade.

Wait until they return to school through the secret passage.

It was already eight o'clock in the evening.

After everyone said goodbye, they went to the common room of their respective colleges.

Cassandra saw Blake's eyes brighten.

I waited patiently until everyone else had left.

Then he asked:"So...you actually have something to do tonight?""

"There are indeed some small things to do."

Blake was also a little surprised that Cassandra didn't leave.

"Hmm...how did you know?"

"Your eyes, Blake……"Kassandra said:"Although you can't tell anything from your expression"

"But I remember that look very clearly."

That was an excited look.

The last time she saw this kind of look, it was in the Forbidden Forest.

When Black heard this, she was secretly wary.

She has indeed been a little drifting recently.

If even Cassandra can Seeing his own thoughts through his own eyes.

Then he was indeed relaxed.

But...

Blake suddenly felt a little lonely.

So, what does it matter if he expresses his emotions a little bit?

"You know, I just like exciting things"

"Whether it's a dangerous encounter or a ferocious beast, they are all my favorites"

"Only when you encounter these things. I just felt like I was myself again."

Whether he is a good boy in front of Dumbledore or a madman in front of Voldemort.

These are not him.

In other words, disguise is also a way for him to pursue excitement. If he wants to earn treasure chests or something, he is actually convincing himself An excuse.

The blood flowing in this body has never been ordinary blood.

And his soul has never been an ordinary soul that is content with the status quo.

Cassandra looked at Blake in front of her with joy.

In this look The one with fanatical emotions is the real Blake.

He showed his true self in front of me……

"Can I go?"Kassandra asked

"No, it's too dangerous for you to go."Blake decisively refused.

"All right."Kassandra said,"For the sake of you suddenly opening up to me.……"

"However, sooner or later I will join you in your adventure! I bet you'll have to beg me to go with you in the future!"

……

It's ten o'clock sharp.

Quirrell's office.

Blake's face has once again put on a"mask".

The occasional flash of crazy color in his eyes.

Quirrell couldn't help but feel secretly shocked.

This is a madman, a little madman who has not yet grown up...

Quirrell thought to himself

"The master asked us to start setting off now." said Quirrell.

"Oh...but what about Snape? asked Blake

"Didn't you say that Snape has been staring at you?"

"Don't worry, he doesn't stare at me much lately."

"And Dumbledore also went to the Ministry of Magic"

"Tonight is a great time. Quirrell said slightly excitedly.

Black touched his chin.

He couldn't help but secretly guess. The reason why Snape didn't pay much attention to Quirrell.

Maybe it was because of him.

This poor guy...

Strictly speaking To put it bluntly, Snape's face has miraculously turned a lot more rosy because he took a drunken potion every month. God knows what he was dreaming about.

……

……

Quirrell and Black quietly came to the fourth floor corridor.

Blake discovered something keenly.

That is, they didn't meet anyone along the way.

Stop talking about Filch.

Not even a ghost was seen.

It seems that Dumbledore deliberately removed them all.

Just to create an opportunity for Quirrell.

However, Quirrell looked excited.

No such anomalies were found at all.

He pulled out a miniature version of a small harp.

Then he used the unlocking spell to silently open the door lock in front of him.

"Don't make any sound when you go in later. Quirrell ordered.

Black nodded.

Quirrell pushed open the wooden door.

In the dark room, a tall figure suddenly jumped up!

A smell of fishy smell hit his face!

It was the three-headed dog Lu Wei who was about to pounce.!

Quirrell quickly plucked the harp in his hand.

Soon, the ferocious three-headed dogs started fighting.

"boom……"

The three-headed dog couldn't hold on for even three seconds.

He fell to the ground and fell asleep.

Blake looked at Lu Wei curiously.

How could this big guy have such a fatal weakness...

I don't know if there is any way to get rid of this weakness through evolution.

Just when Blake's thinking had reached the point of not thinking about Hagrid.

Quirrell's voice came over

"Don't waste time, come here quickly."

Qi Luo said, and opened a door that Lu Wei was squatting on just now.

A big dark hole was exposed underneath!

At this time, the harp in Qui Luo's hand just now has been suspended next to Lu Wei, automatically playing

"Jump down, there is a devil's net below, don't worry about getting hurt."

Qi Luo said and jumped down immediately! Black looked into the cave.

Then his pupils automatically turned yellow!

Part of the body deformation is also a skill of the Druid.

After temporarily transforming his eyes into the eyes of an owl After that, the scene in the cave immediately became very clear. (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

At this time, Quirrell was entangled in the devil's net.

A ball of fire appeared on his wand.

Let The tentacles of the devil's net retreated in all directions.

Before Blake jumped down, just in case, he dropped a bone flute by the door.

Then he jumped deep.

The suspension function of the suspension cloak was activated.

So he didn't fall too far. Quick.

Because of the Druid Sky Template, the tentacles of the Devil's Net had no intention of wrapping around Black.

When he landed on the dark tentacles of the Devil's Net,

Quirrell was facing away from him, looking excitedly at the one in front of him. Passage.

When Blake walked past, he noticed that Quirrell was laughing quietly.

"Professor, why are you laughing? Quirrell said with a smile:

"I laugh at Dumbledore's lack of strategy and Snape's lack of wisdom!"

"They actually relaxed at this time, allowing me to finally get a chance to get in here!"

"What if they keep staring at me for one more day?……"

"Soon...the master is about to be resurrected! I...I can also get what I want……"

Then Quirrell suddenly shuddered.

There was a look of horror on his face.

Black guessed that Voldemort had just cursed in his head.

Black also felt that he deserved to be scolded.

Open the champagne at halftime and raise the flag like crazy.

If not, who would you scold?

As expected, Quirrell didn't dare to speak anymore.

Go straight to the stone corridor ahead.

This corridor is going downwards as a whole.

There was even water seeping on the wall next to it.

Black followed Quirrell.

Not long after, a rustling sound was heard.

The end of the stone corridor.

It's a brightly lit room.

And on the ceiling of the room.

Countless birds with dazzling light were flying around.

At the other end of the room was a locked door.

Quirrell looked at the bird on the ceiling

"Those are the birds that Flitwick turned into using keys."

"We need to fly up on our broomsticks"

"Then among these keys, find the right one. Quirrell looked at Black,"This is what you're good at, isn't it?""

Blake glanced at the bird on the ceiling.

Its wings were as sharp as knives.

Then he looked at the broom in the corner.

He knew what the broom he had ridden would eventually become.

Moreover, he had no interest in letting himself Countless small wounds were added to his body.

So……

"In fact, we have a second way to go."

Black said.

Seeing Black walking to the door.

Quirrell was a little angry, thinking that Black was disobeying the order.

"This door cannot be opened with a lock-picking spell! Blake chuckled and said:

"Who said I had to use the unlocking spell?"

"I have a faster way"

"Porgy……"

Blake took a bowtruckle out of his pocket.

As soon as the little guy came out, he was blinded by the light in front of him.

"Can you unlock the door for me?"

Blake handed over a country turtle.

Porgy took it happily and stuffed it into his mouth.

Then the little guy climbed up the door handle.

He stayed at the keyhole, and then stretched out his long body into the keyhole. sharp nails!

"Click!"

A second later.

The door was opened.

"See, isn't it easier than finding the right key among so many?"

Black smiled and fed Porgy a rhinoceros again.

Quirrell looked at the Bowtruckle in Black's hand in surprise.

Then a hint of joy flashed on his face.

He suddenly understood why the master insisted on bringing Black with him.

This is indeed better than the It’s much more efficient for him to come by himself!

……

The third level is Professor McGonagall's giant chessboard.

Quirrell, who was familiar with the rules of the level, took out a chess record.

He has already prepared a way to win this game.

Although the method is a bit clumsy, it is indeed a good method

"Black, do you know wizard chess?"

"Understand a little bit"

"Then you stand there and replace that knight……"

Blake waved his hand,"But why do we have to waste time playing chess here?"

"Because only in this way can we pass. Quirrell said,"Unless you have other ways?""

"Yes, I have. Blake said, raising his wand,"Confuse the audience!"

Quirrell frowned,"The confusion spell is useless at all."……"

"click……"

The enemy king took off his crown and threw it on the ground...

The enemy chess pieces also moved out of the way.

The door at the back also opened quietly

"How... how is it possible? Quirrell looked at this scene in shock.

"Sometimes the spell doesn't work because it's not strong enough."Blake said with a smile."Besides, I don't really like following rules."

Qi Luo looked at Black's back, feeling a sense of frustration in his heart.

Because of Black's existence, their speed through the level was really fast.

But...

Qi Luo also had a sense of crisis for the first time.

By then, The master lives.

Could the person who has made the greatest contribution really be himself?