Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

"Really? what does it really mean……"

Professor Kettleburn looked at Black suspiciously.

He heard that there was an evil black magic.

You can attach other people's hands and feet to your own body... could it be said that this was Blake's idea?

No one would be willing to cut off their own hands and feet and attach them to others!

Therefore, if Blake really wanted to do this, he would definitely have to attack... that would not work!

Blake is such a talented student, we can't let him go astray!

Black saw Professor Kettleburn's face change from smiling at the beginning to extremely ugly now.

He knew that the old man had misunderstood. really……

"I will not accept other people's hands and feet!"

"Merlin! How could you have such thoughts?"

Professor Kettleburn said bitterly:"If your mind is not right, then no matter how talented you are, what is the difference between you and the mysterious man?

Blake showed a bright smile and said,"Professor, you are exactly what I thought. You are a good person.""

"But...you have indeed misunderstood. I will not use black magic on my own people.

Professor Kettleburn asked in confusion:"Then what do you mean by giving me real hands and feet?" Blake put down the butterbeer and said with a smile:"Really hands and feet...Besides transplanting them with black magic as you just thought...there is another way!""

"What?

Blake stood up and said in a confident tone:"Of course, let them grow back!""

Professor Kettleburn looked at Black in astonishment.

If other people said such things, Professor Kettleburn would think he was joking.

However, this is what Black said...

Thinking that Black did it at such a young age A life-extending potion that is popular in the wizarding world.

Professor Kettleburn suddenly felt an emotion called hope in his heart!

Then he donated a silver treasure chest to Black

"Really? Could it be that...you invented another magic potion?"

Blake said:"I am indeed researching a magic potion... I will tentatively name it the Curse Removing and Healing Potion."

Professor Kettleburn's eyes lit up,"Removing the curse... 680 That is to say……"

He only had one arm and half a leg left.

It turns out that St. Mungo's can indeed help him grow his hands and feet back.

But... his hands and feet were injured by those magical animals whose claws carried curses.

Therefore, his hands and feet could never recover.

And the name of the potion that Black was talking about means removing the curse.

Does it mean that if you drink this magic potion, you can grow back your missing limbs?!

"When you develop this magic potion, I am willing to be the first to test it for you!"

Professor Kettleburn said excitedly. He is willing to test the medicine for a potion master...

This means that he has a high level of trust in this potion master!

Black said emotionally:"Professor Kettleburn... thank you for your trust in me. trust, but...I won't test medicine on you. Moreover, what I want to say is not the unfinished potion.

Professor Kettleburn asked in astonishment:"Isn't it the magic potion?""

When Blake said that it would make his hands and feet grow back, he naturally thought of the potion.

And Blake was indeed studying this potion.

But why did Black now say that it was not the potion?

This made him a little confused.

Black Explained:"That magic potion will still need a period of experiments before it can be officially released, but... this gift... I want to give it to you now."

"Now?!"Professor Kettleburn looked at Black in astonishment.

He was ready to wait for a while.

But Black actually said now?

"Are you saying that now...today...my arms and legs will grow?"

"If you take my word for it...of course!"Blake said confidently

"Of course I believe you! But...how do you do that?"Professor Kettleburn asked in surprise

"In the process of researching potions, I happened to invent a magic spell……"

Blake pulled out his exquisite wish-fulfilling wand.

If Blake had never made such a great achievement as a life-extending potion before.

Moreover, this magic potion has also passed public inspection.

Then Professor Kettleburn (caca) will definitely think that this little guy is a Lockhart II...

But now...

Professor Kettleburn is willing to believe in Black.

After all, even if he fails, he has nothing to lose……

"Come on, essentially, I'll try the potion or the spell for you, it's all the same!"

Professor Kettleburn made such a decision.

On the one hand, it was his trust in Blake.

On the other hand, it was his desire to regain his health.

Moreover, he believed in Blake's character.

If he was not sure, He will not mention this matter to himself.

Black, who has always been a good person, is not someone who would joke with himself about such things.

Of course, Professor Kettleburn does not have all hope for the Black curse..

He thought that Blake had just invented the spell and hadn't tested it yet.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have told Blake that trying the spell on his own would be the same as trying the potion.

Blake didn't know that Keitel Professor Byrne had complicated thoughts.

He took the wand and began to roll up his sleeves.

Thinking of the Acromantula rolling in pain before.

Black said:"Maybe there will be a little pain... I think... you may need a little anesthesia. , how about a numbing spell?"

"Anesthetic spell? Is there such a curse? asked Professor Kettleburn in surprise.

"I don’t know if it existed before, but it must be there now."Blake waved his wand.

A blue light flashed.

Professor Kettleburn said in shock:"I can't feel my body anymore.……"

His body can actually move, but... all the sensations in his body have been completely lost!

Professor Kettleburn pinched himself.

However, let alone the pain, there was not even the slightest feeling of physical contact!

Blake wrote down the incantation for this new spell.

Then he said apologetically:"Sorry, Professor Kettleburn, I was negligent. In fact, I just need to temporarily block the pain."……"

Professor Kettleburn said excitedly:"It doesn't matter! Black! Come on! I have more confidence in you now!" It was an anesthetic spell that even an experienced old wizard like him had never heard of.

That was of course Blake's own invention.

This is enough to prove that Blake also has extremely high attainments in magic.

Therefore, of course he has more confidence in the limb rebirth spell that Black mentioned before!

"Then I'll start!"

"bring it on!"

A dazzling blue light flashed.

Professor Kettleburn felt as if his chest was lightly pushed.

Because his body had no feeling.

Therefore, he did not know what changes had happened to his body.

Suddenly, he saw The prosthetic leg on his arm suddenly fell off.

The prosthetic leg tied to his leg was also shaking.

"Professor Kettleburn, hurry! Take off all your prosthetics!"

"Um...ok!"

Because he had no feeling, Professor Kettleburn did not feel the hindrance of the prosthetic limbs.

After hearing Black's words, he quickly took off all the prosthetic limbs that he had forgotten to take off.

At the moment of taking off the prosthetic limbs.

Kettleburn Professor Byrne could clearly see his severed limb.

The wound that had healed long ago actually had a bulge! (To read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

It was like something was burrowing out from under the skin.!

Professor Kettleburn quickly pulled up his clothes.

Then, under the excited and nervous gazes of the two people

, a new arm and two new legs magically grew out of the section!

"Ding! Extreme joy detected!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting a diamond treasure chest!"

……

Blake exhaled softly.

After casually lifting the anesthetic spell on Professor Kettleburn.

Turning his hand, the wand turned in a beautiful pattern and put it back in his pocket.

"Magic...this is the truly magical magic.……"

After Professor Kettleburn regained consciousness.

He stared blankly at his newly grown hands and feet, whose skin looked much whiter and tenderer than other parts of his body.

Blake understood why he was like this.

This feeling of regaining something...

He sat back on the chair, picked up his glass of butterbeer and took a sip.

Waiting quietly for Professor Kettleburn.

After a while……

"I never thought...my arms and legs could grow back……"

"i never thought about it……"

Professor Kettleburn's tone was already choked with sobs.

Then he started walking in circles around the house.

From the beginning, you need to hold on to the wall and walk slowly, and then move away from the wall and walk with a limp.

At the end, he ran wildly around the house!

Wait until Blake quietly finished his cup of butterbeer.

Professor Kettleburn's hearty laughter has not stopped yet.

However, Black found that Professor Kettleburn was out of breath.

After all, his age is there.

How can a person of this age run for so long without getting tired?

"Professor, I know you are very excited, but please take a rest first."

"After all, you can run anytime you want."

Professor Kettleburn was persuaded by Black's kind words to sit down again.

"Thank you, Blake……"

"You're welcome, if it were you, you would do the same."

Black said very modestly.

Professor Kettleburn held Black's hand tightly and said:

"……The entire wizarding world will thank you for inventing this spell."

"With your magic spell, many people like me in the wizarding world can regain their health!"

"Black...you should have received a First Class Merlin Order of Merlin for your previous life-extending potion."

"And now, you should get a first-level one!"

"Moreover, those old guys from Sir Merlin owe you a grand award ceremony!"

Blake waved his hand,"Medals or award ceremonies are not what I pursue."

"If I want to pursue this kind of thing, then they have to prepare a bunch of medals for me!"

"I study these things, on the one hand, it is my hobby, and on the other hand, I think it is very meaningful if my hobby can do some good things for the world."

In fact, it's almost the same.

The first or second level Sir Merlin Medal is, at most, just a tool for others to show their holiness and clean treasure chests.

Treasure chest farming can be said to be his biggest hobby...

If it weren't for wanting to clean treasure chests.

Blake would not think about being famous.

Because being too famous is not a good thing.

Professor Kettleburn did not know so many twists and turns.

He was deeply impressed by Blake's indifference to fame and fortune.

And he did not doubt Blake at all. He said about using baskets to carry medals.

After all, Black has already made such contributions at this age.

What if he lives to Dumbledore's age?

He feels that using baskets to carry medals is a polite word.

"Don’t you pursue fame and wealth? Do you just want to contribute to the world?……"

"You really... I want to say, I saw a younger version of Dumbledore……"

"It's really... an honor for me to be able to meet with your teachers and students."

As Professor Kettleburn finished his admiring words,

"Ding! The emotion of joy is detected!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting a golden treasure chest!"

Hearing the system prompt, Blake's thoughts became clearer.

"Hmm...I suddenly feel a little hungry...No! I am very hungry!"

Professor Kettlen suddenly covered his stomach and said loudly

"Growing new limbs is of course very expensive."

"However, I was already prepared!"

Blake took out a large food box from his big pocket.

After opening the box, Professor Kettleburn was immediately attracted by the fragrant barbecue in the box.

"Then I won't be polite!"

"I have to eat quickly. After I finish eating, I have to go find Dumbledore to show off!"

"correct. I have to tell him, no matter what, this time I have to win back a first-class Order of Merlin medal for this new spell of yours!".