Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

"Actually, you don’t need to tell me this."

"You can talk to my parents."

Blake was getting closer and closer.

Cassandra couldn't bear it any longer. Blake touched his nose in embarrassment.

"Well...don't I have a little misunderstanding with your father?"

"I think it would be better if I let you paraphrase it for me."

Kassandra thought of her father's attitude towards Black and had to give up.

It would be bad if the two people clashed again.

"As for the Delacour family... I will find someone to talk to Mr. Delacour."

Now Black is no longer a polished commander who has to do everything himself.

Although most of the newly recruited subordinates are mentally ill.

But there are still normal people.

Cassandra looks at I glanced at the somewhat messy big bed in the room.

"Are you going to sleep here tonight?"

"Hmm...I usually take a break very late in the evening"

"I was a little worried about disturbing my roommates if I went back late, so I simply rested here."

Blake looked at his watch.

"It's quite late now, how about... you can sleep here too tonight?"

"nerve! Who wants to sleep with you? I want to go back!"

Cassandra raised her leg and stomped Blake hard.

Blake looked confused,"Huh? What I seem to be saying is... let you take a"two-eight-seven" rest here tonight.……"

"I didn’t seem to say that I would be with you... so what...?"

After Kassandra heard this, she thought about the conversation just now and immediately realized that she had misunderstood. She was so embarrassed that she was almost speechless.

Seeing that Kassandra's face was so red that she almost bled..ten

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"Ahem... let me take you back"

"Um……"Cassandra responded softly.

Blake drew it casually.

A dimensional door appeared directly.

On the other side of the door is the entrance to the Slater Green Common Room.

"good night"

"Evening... Evening……"

Cassandra covered her face and rushed out... until she got into bed, Cassandra's face was still red

"I really...how could I hear it wrong? It's really... so embarrassing!"

……

"More than! Take the money! Go to Green's Potion Store tomorrow and buy me that life-extending potion!"

"I don’t want the three gold galleons a bottle, I want the fifteen hundred gold galleons a bottle that was advertised in the newspaper!"

"You'd better buy it for me, otherwise, I'll strangle you to death!"

"yes! Dobby will definitely...definitely get it!"

"bump!"

The door was slammed shut.

Dobby sobbed, using a pair of scarred hands to put away the money bag left by Lucius Malfoy.

Recently, he has been thinking about what Black said to him that day.

So all the time He was a little absent-minded.

Today he even burned his dinner.

This led to an unprecedented beating.

He was almost beaten to death by Lucius.

"Ah... Dobby wants to be free so much... Dobby wants to be free so much...……"

"Well! Bad Dobby! Bad Dobby!"

"……But... Dobby really doesn't want to live like this anymore……"

Dobby shakily took a small bottle of potion from his pocket.

This was exactly what Blake had given him that day.

He remembered what Blake said.

By drinking this potion, he might be free.

But... you might die

"If only I could be free...Dobby, be willing to take risks……"

Tonight's severe beating made Dobby determined.

He didn't hesitate this time.

Instead, he opened the potion bottle directly and drank the potion in one gulp.……

……

Ackerman Allen, appointed by Black as the acting store manager of Green's Potions Store.

Because he thinks that Allen only needs to put on a black wizard robe and dye his hair black.

He's almost like Snape...

Anyway, at first glance, he looks like he's good at brewing potions...

As for the fat Churchillite who always smiles, he was sent to France by Black.

Meet with the Delacour family to discuss cooperation.

The rest of the people were all left in the store by Blake to help.

Even his own house elf, Baker, was left behind by Black.

It turns out.

Blake made the right decisions.

Early the next morning.

When the time came to nine o'clock.

Bode had just opened the store door.

I was startled by the crowd of people standing in the dark waiting outside!

Wait until the store door is fully opened.

Everyone rushed in...

Fortunately, Tonks came with an Auror team not long after to maintain order.

This is why there was no stampede...

Five thousand bottles of the diluted version of the life-extending magic potion and twenty bottles of the pure life-extending potion.

Just thirty minutes after the store opened, it was sold out!

Until an hour later.

It was finally confirmed that the magic potion in the store had been completely sold out.

Had no choice but to leave.

Wait until Green Magic Store closes at the speed of light.

There are still many people coming in a steady stream...

Inside the Green Magic Store.

Everyone collapsed on the ground without any image.

Although I got off work after working for an hour and a half.

But... this is too tiring...

Bode looked out the window at the crowd of people still waiting reluctantly.

It's a pity

"If only we could get more potions……"

Old Rep smoked his pipe and shook his head.

"No, it’s very reasonable to buy this amount in one day"

"Black said, this is called hunger marketing"

"Don't you want these people who bought the potion to experience the magic of this potion?"

"Once they realize the benefits, it will take time to spread the positive feedback."

"At that time, we will slowly expand the inventory……"

Bode nodded,"That's it.……"

"Okay, everyone, pack up and go back... We still have to prepare for the opening of the store tomorrow."

Old Lepp directed everyone to pack up the store and prepare to go back. (To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

They will only do this for a few days.

Wait until the cooperation with the Delacour family is formalized. started.

They don’t have to work so hard.

There will naturally be helpers to do all the work for them.

……

"More than! Where is my potion?!"

Lucius Malfoy kicked open the kitchen door.

He heard that the Grimm's potion shops were closed.

But Dobby had not sent his potion to him yet.

So he came to see Dobby.

It's just that , when the kitchen door was opened.

Lucius saw his wife Narcissa squatting on the ground.

And Dobby……

"idiot! You are actually still lazy and sleeping in! ?"

Lucius picked up his cane and was about to beat Dobby.

However, Narcissa stopped him.

"enough! Lucius! Look at the good things you've done!"

Narcissa pointed to the unconscious Dobby on the ground.

"You must have beaten him too hard yesterday!"

"So he is sick today!"

"No matter how I call, he is still asleep……"

Lucius said angrily:"Even if he is sick, he still has to complete the master's mission!"

"Well, if Dobby dies, do you want me to cook for you? Narcissa said dissatisfied.

Lucius's anger was immediately extinguished by Narcissa...

Their family only has Dobby as a house elf.

If Dobby dies of illness, it will be difficult to handle.

"He doesn't look like he's alive. You'd better go to St. Mungo's and find a therapist."

Narcissa asked Lucius to get a therapist.

"You want me to hire a therapist for him, a dirty, lowly elf?"

"Huh... This kind of creature has always had a strong vitality. If you leave it there, it will get better on its own."

"Okay... Since that's the case, let's go out for dinner tonight."

Lucius pulled Narcissa out of the kitchen.

Before leaving, he glanced at Dobby who was still sleeping on the ground.

He decided that when Dobby recovered from his illness, he would teach him a lesson!

……

However, Lucius's plan failed.

Dobby never got better!

He remained in a trance.

No matter how much Lucius beats or scolds him.

Dobby didn't respond either.

If not there is still a little bit of weak breathing.

Lucius thought this guy was dead.

Ultimately, given the reluctance to lose one of his possessions - a house elf.

Therefore, Lucius had to write to St. Mungo's and call a therapist to treat Dobby.

After the therapist finished his diagnosis.

He looked at Lucius with regret

"Mr. Malfoy, even if it is a tool, you cannot be so rough when using it.……"

"This house elf...is hopeless now.

Lucius frowned,"Is it hopeless?" Just because I beat him up?

The therapist pondered and said,"That's not true." It's just that he was already sick. A terminal disease of house elves……"

"It's really strange... Generally only older elves will suffer from this disease.……"

"Why is this house elf so young?……"

"Tsk……"Lucius frowned, his face not very pretty.

The therapist said:"For wizards, this disease is only uncomfortable for a few days, but for house elves, it is a terminal illness."

"By the way, this disease is contagious. Wait, everyone in your family will have to drink a bottle of this disease-removing magic potion. You don’t want to be infected and feel uncomfortable for several days."

"What? Contagious?"

Lucius stared, then couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Lord…Master……"On the ground, Dobby finally woke up from his slumber after receiving a 5.2 dose of treatment.

Lucius looked at him with disgust.

This lowly thing wants him to pay for a therapist!

And it can’t be cured!

He originally wanted to go up and kick him to vent his anger, but when he thought that he might be infected, he stopped.

Lucius looked around, then picked up an apron hanging by the kitchen and threw it on Dobby

"roll! Get out of Malfoy Manor! You are fired!"

When Dobby heard this, his eyes suddenly widened.

His face was full of disbelief.

Then, big tears flowed out of his eyes the size of tennis balls.

The therapist looked at this scene indifferently.

The little boy Most of the elves had this expression when they were expelled.

Because this kind of thing is a shame for them.

However, the development of things seemed to be somewhat beyond his expectation.

Dobby climbed up with difficulty.

He pressed hard with his hands. Clutching the apron. His eyes welled up with tears.

He was actually crying.

But they were tears of joy!

"Dobby...Dobby is free!"

"Now Dobby is a free elf!"

Under the astonished gazes of Lucius and the therapist,

Dobby raised his hand with difficulty and snapped his fingers.

The apron and the apron disappeared together!.