Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

As Blake's druidic magic seeps in.

The mass of flesh and blood creatures began to tremble.

Black even without using the Eye of Truth.

You can also clearly feel its fear.

I have to say, this thing is actually quite smart.

Pretending to be unchanged, but showing a trace of vitality.

Nothing changes to prevent yourself from being exposed.

Showing a trace of life is to prevent others from thinking that he is dead.

Any other researcher who saw this situation would temporarily suspend observation.

This observation gave it time to grow.

Then when it is fully developed, it can directly rebel.

But, alas...

Blake is not another researcher.

This guy is an old man.

We have always adhered to the purpose of killing you while you are sick.

When fighting, there are as few Bibis as possible.

If you can last up the damage, you will never be lazy.

Therefore, this creature never expected that Black, the sixth-year old man, would choose this time to attack itself.

Even if this thing is an alien in the future.

It's not fully developed yet.

It's just a lump of ordinary flesh and blood.

There is no way to resist the brainwashing erosion of Black Druid magic.

"Ding……"

In my mind, the system made a clear beep.

Then a new entry appeared in the system panel.

However, this entry shows"unknown creature" and the attributes below are also full of question marks.

Blake touched his chin and looked at the strange creature that had now regained its composure with interest.

Once subdued, the creature no longer fears Black

"Show me your true face……"

The lump of flesh and blood obviously understood Black's words.

Afterwards, this lump of flesh and blood was like a blooming flower bud.

Suddenly it bloomed!

In the clear culture fluid, what originally looked like a lump of meat.

In an instant, it turned into something like a jellyfish.

The translucent flocculent body filled the entire petri dish, exuding a crystal-white light.

Blake studied its fluffy body carefully.

Soon, many clear connections were discovered.

Like... a developing egg.

Only then did Blake understand.

The creature that fully revealed itself was actually an egg!

However, this egg has no eggshell... or rather, the petri dish is its eggshell!

Blake looked at the creature's flocculated core.

Then he put his hand on the glass of the petri dish and whispered:

"Grow up well, little darling. Then let me see what you will look like……"

The creature inside seemed to understand. Its flocculent body came together like a hand, and faced Black's palm through the glass.……

……

Morning, school auditorium.

Black, who had been missing for several days, suddenly appeared on Hufflepuff's long table.

When everyone found him, he was drinking cereal.

Faced with other students' inquiries about his whereabouts these days.

Blake just smiled and replied that he was asking for leave to do some things.

As for being chased down three corridors by Snape yesterday... well, this was Professor Snape as the new tutor.

A little test for him as the president of the Duel Club.

Although everyone was deeply suspicious of his words, but... does everyone dare to ask Snape?

As Black was about to leave, he happened to see Lockhart enter the Great Hall.

Much to Blake's surprise.

Lockhart looked as radiant as ever.

It was as if the words she said to him that day had never been said.

He greeted Blake warmly, then went to the teacher's seat and ate his breakfast.

Blake expressed confusion.

Could it be that this guy used the Forgetting Curse on himself?

The biggest secret has been kept by himself, and the house will collapse at any time.

At this time, this guy actually still has the heart to have breakfast?

And he doesn't look worried at all?

This reaction is a bit unscientific...

You know, Blackburn was a little worried that this guy would just run away.

It didn't take Blake long to figure out what was going on.

Because he had just left the auditorium not long ago.

An unknown girl came up and handed him a roll of parchment.

After the girl handed over the parchment, she left with a blushing face.

This made Hermione, who was watching this scene, stare.

Even Blake himself thought it was the girl's love letter to him.

When he opened it with some anticipation, his face suddenly fell.

Good guy, I thought it was a love letter, but I didn't expect it to be a plan sent to me by Lockhart's guy...

Well, it was a plan on how to make Black famous...

Obviously, Lockhart was very interested in himself. Conjecture is firmly believed.

He believed that Blake would not expose him and would threaten him with his secret.

The purpose is just to make full use of your own talents and operate well so that Blake can become famous!

Black curled his lips and was disappointed to see that it was not a love letter...

But... having said that, there is really something to Lockhart's plan.

If it is really implemented, Black may really be packaged to become popular.

But... Blake didn't need it.

Any of his research results will be published and he will gain fame.

Much more than what Lockhart had worked so hard to achieve.

Blake wanted to throw away the parchment in his hand.

But I also feel bad about being seen by others.

So, he rolled up the parchment and stuffed it into his robe.

Then he noticed Hermione's annoyed look.

He immediately understood what was going on.

She originally suspected that it was a love letter, but in the blink of an eye, she saw Blake rolling it up and hiding it in his pocket.

"Ahem...it's not what you think, why don't you take a look?"

Blake reached into his robes and tried to pull out the parchment.

"Who wants to see this of yours...I'm not interested!"

Hermione walked away angrily with the book in her arms.

This bastard is so hateful! Forget about accepting love letters, he still wants to show off to himself!

"Eh? No, why are you angry?"

I have to say that at certain times, girls' brain circuits are always very weird.……

……

In the auditorium.

The girl was telling Lockhart what happened just now

"You mean, after Blake read the contents on the parchment, he put it away?" (To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"Well...he rolled it up and put it in his pocket."The girl said with a blushing face.

"Aha! That's great!"A big stone fell in Lockhart's heart.

He was still a little worried that his guess was wrong.

But now it seems...

Black has put away his plan with great care!

In other words, , I guessed it right!

Blake is indeed the same person as himself, he also wants to be famous!

And now he wants to use himself to become famous!

So, as long as he relies on himself to become famous... or, as long as Blake follows the part he wrote Do that in the plan!

Then it will be equivalent to being tied to yourself from now on.

Everyone will be prosperous, and everyone will suffer.

In that case, even if he catches his secret, he will not dare to reveal it when the time comes!

Steady! This The wave is stable! I have the advantage!

Aha! Lockhart! As expected of you! You are the best!

Lockhart proudly took out his signature quill with peacock feathers.

He gave it to the girl in front of him I signed a big name in return.

Then I went to get ready for class.

……

Transfiguration class ended.

Students poured out of the classroom.

Hermione walked quickly.

Black chased after him,"Hey, you misunderstood. That one in the morning was really not a love letter. It was a messy thing Lockhart wrote to me."

"Do you...do love letters have anything to do with me? Hermione rolled her eyes.

"ah……"Blake had a look of disappointment on his face,"So it has nothing to do with you. Okay, I understand... I'm overthinking it."

Then Blake was slapped hard by Hermione's water pad.

"Do you really...why do you like acting so much?"

The disappointed look on Blake's face suddenly disappeared.

"Ha, I really can’t hide it from you! It turns out that you already knew that it was not a love letter, you were just deliberately ignoring me!"

"In fact, you are not angry anymore, are you?"

Hermione rolled her eyes at Black again and continued walking forward.

"Eh? Why are you going? asked Blake

"｀Have you forgotten that we still have classes?"Hermione asked angrily.

"Yeah?"Black took out his class timetable.

Then Hermione could clearly see Black's class timetable.

Lockhart's classes had been crossed out by him with a cross.

"Oh...you mean Lockhart's Defense Against the Dark Arts class?"Blake said with a look of surprise on his face.

"What was the meaning of his class? Those who knew it said we were taking a Defense Against the Dark Arts class, but those who didn't know thought we were from the drama club. I'm not going to waste my time."

Ever since Lockhart accidentally overturned his car with a cage of elves last time, there has been no such content in his classes.

Every time he has a class, he asks students to go up and play the characters in his books, and then Act out the plot from his book.

He used this method throughout the whole class, bragging about how heroic his actions were and how rich his experience was...

Blake felt that taking this kind of class was a waste of time.

So. , he simply chose to skip class.

Lockhart didn't dare to catch him skipping class anyway...

Of course, with the wisdom of Lockhart, it would be difficult to notice that there were fewer people in class.

In fact, Hermione was also moved by Black's statement Yes.

But……

"We can't skip class, Blake……"Hermione felt very weak when she said this.

"Then you go ahead, I'm leaving."Blake turned around and left.

"where did you go?"Hermione couldn't help but ask.

"Nothing... It seems that Cassandra has finished class, and I can just discuss something with her."

Black said, and walked towards the Slytherin common room.

He wanted to talk to Cassandra about the potion ingredients.

Of course, Hermione didn't know that Black really wanted to talk about things.

So, when she saw Blake heartlessly skipping class to find another girl (who had Li's wife) in front of her, her teeth almost broke...

Discussing things with Cassandra?

I think You just want to play with Cassandra!

Seeing that Black's back was about to disappear at the end of the corridor,

Hermione gritted her teeth and prepared to catch up.

It was just skipping class!

"Miss Granger!"

Hermione stopped helplessly before she could take a step forward.

Professor McGonagall took out a piece of parchment and said,"If you are free in the library, can you help me borrow these books? I can't leave"

"Uh... I'm sorry, Professor, I... I have some things to do... I won't go to the library for the time being! terribly sorry!"

Hermione said, turned around and ran in the direction where Black left.

Professor McGonagall looked at Hermione's back in shock as she ran away.

However, when she saw Hermione running after Black, her face was full of original expressions. The serious expression also became softer.

"Haha, young... so good……"

She sighed and scooped it up with her backhand.

Then he grabbed Ron who was the last to walk out of the classroom with great precision... and waited until Professor McGonagall left.

Ron was still holding the piece of parchment in a daze.

He glanced at Harry next to him,"Borrowing books? Didn't she ask Hermione to borrow books before? To be honest, when did you see me going to the library?"

Harry was silent for a while and asked hesitantly:"When copying Neville's homework?"

"Well, that's also...huh? etc! The Potions homework you copied for me was Neville's?"

"if not?Think Hermione will copy your homework?"

"It's over...I'm dead……"