Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

Sirius was happy now.

Because the Marauder's Map was originally before they graduated.

It was deliberately confiscated by the administrator.

In this way, they plan to leave the map to future generations.

Because there are only the same children as they were back then.

This map can be obtained from the administrator's office.

Moreover, there are only the same eccentric troublemakers as they were back then.

Only then can you discover the true secret of the Marauder's Map.

Otherwise, even if you get the Marauder's Map, you will just get an ordinary worn-out parchment.

And now, since Black can get the Marauder's Map.

And you can also find yourself through the Marauder's Map.

Doesn't this mean that the"career" that he and James deliberately left behind back then has been successfully inherited?

A test that was casually set up many years ago, and now someone actually passed it.

Sirius, now felt a sense of accomplishment in having succeeded in his prank.

In addition, the Marauder's Map was still with Blake, who had saved him, which made him feel even more happy.

"Um...no, I'm not, I haven't. We are not the same people, thank you."Blake denies three consecutive

"Aha! I know! I understand it all! I will keep your secret"

"After all, this map is a good thing and cannot be discovered by the professors."

Sirius had an expression on his face that I knew well.

Thinking that Black was similar to them before.

Sirius felt a lot more friendly when he saw Black.

"Okay, okay, do you have anything else? If not, I'll leave first."

Black doesn't want to continue talking to Sirius now.

It's dinner time now, so there's no time to waste here!

"Thanks for waking me up that day, Blake. And thank you for your help Harry."

Sirius once again expressed his sincere thanks.

However, this time he seemed very sincere.

Even the system detected Sirius's emotions and opened a gold treasure chest for Black.

Black said:"You don't need to tell me anymore. Thank you. You owe me a favor. When I ask for a favor from you in the future, don’t refuse."

"Of course!"Sirius said happily.

Most of the knots in his heart have gone away, and part of Sirius's free and easy temperament has returned.

However, Black hopes that this guy can be more mature and think more about the consequences of doing things.

Many of his previous bad consequences were due to doing things without thinking. caused by consequences……

……

After dinner, Blake brought a roll of parchment to the library...

Although Blake was lazy, he would even skip class sometimes.

But homework still needs to be written.

Although the professors actually don't care whether he handed in his homework or not.

The reason is very simple. The papers he writes are always innovative and extremely outstanding.

This resulted in his homework being able to steadily earn him a gold-level or higher treasure chest from the professors every time.

Since there is a reward, why not do it?

When Blake came to the library.

There aren't many seats left.

Anyone else would probably want to go back to the common room and do their homework by now.

But here in Blake, there is never such a thing as no seats.

When he showed up in the library.

Many little witches have begun to carefully collect their books.

Then he abruptly vacated a seat next to him... and then peeked at Blake who was looking for a seat with a face filled with anticipation.

Blake glanced around the library and soon noticed the books piled high on a seat in the corner.

Blake could only barely see half of the furry little head behind it through the ridiculously tall books.

Obviously, Hermione had an outrageous amount of homework...

He didn't really want to join in the fun.

But in a blink of an eye, he saw a pair of big emerald green eyes on the other side.

The owner of these eyes was looking at Blake with a warning look.

It's like saying, do you dare to sit down over there and try?!

Noticed the warning in Cassandra's eyes.

Blake smiled slightly, turned around and sat next to Hermione.

My Blake main character is a rebel!

I didn't want to sit here, but if you glare at me, I have to sit here.

Cassandra was so angry that she stamped her feet.

But after seeing the sharp look Mrs. Pingsi cast over her.

Cassandra had no choice but to hold her legs.

After all, she didn't want to be chased out of the library by Mrs. Pince with a feather duster.

That's not elegant at all!

At the same time, as Black sat next to Hermione.

There was a slight sigh in the library at the same time.

The little witches all looked at the figure behind the stack of books with indignant eyes...

Hermione didn't notice the gaze cast on her at all.

Because she is really busy right now...

However, even if she does notice these looks, she won't care too much.

She didn't have many friends anyway...

Hermione soon felt that there was someone beside her.

She turned around and glanced, only to realize it was Blake.

However, Blake seemed to have no intention of talking to her.

He directly cut a piece of parchment, then took out the pen given by Hermione and started writing furiously.

What Black was writing was the Potions paper assigned by Snape.

Hermione glanced at Black's desktop.

There was only a piece of parchment spread out on his desk.

There were no reference books... but when he wrote the paper, there was no lag.

You can write papers smoothly without taking any books to read.

Hermione had only met Blake...

She discovered very early that Blake actually wrote his thesis without borrowing ideas from other books.

It was because he seemed to have memorized all the books he had read.

When writing a paper, he didn't need to turn over the books at all, and then he could write in detail the titles and authors of the books he borrowed from.

The page numbers and paragraphs where the borrowed ideas appear... it's as if there is a library hidden in his mind.

Hermione looked at the beautiful handwriting on Black's parchment and the paper that she couldn't find fault with at all.

Her eyes sparkled with admiration...

Growing up, everyone said she was a top student, but compared to Blake, who could she be?

As Blake was writing, the system suddenly began to broadcast.

He turned his head in surprise and saw Hermione looking at him blankly.

Hermione suddenly caught Black's gaze.

He was so frightened that he quickly lowered his head and buried his face in the books in front of him.

Blake noticed that the tips of her ears turned red...

He couldn't help but feel a little funny when he saw Hermione like this.

However, he also knew that Hermione was thin-skinned, so in order not to alarm Mrs. Pince.

He didn't go to talk to her at this time.

Instead, he turned around and continued to finish his thesis.

Hermione buried her head in her book, not daring to look at Black.

She thought Blake was going to tease her again.

But after waiting for a long time, no one heard Blake speak.

All she heard was the rustling of the pen tip across the parchment.

Hermione blushed and furtively glanced at Black.

Seeing that he started writing the paper again, Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.

Hermione pushed her hair around her ears, wanting to say something to ease her embarrassment.

But when she glanced at the watch on her desk.

His little face suddenly turned pale.

I shamefully wasted five minutes! A full five minutes!

It's all Blame on Black, the bad guy...

Hermione quickly gathered her scattered thoughts and continued to put her energy into the sea of ​​books in front of her...

Time passed by minute by second.

When Hermione finally completed one-third of her tasks for the night, she was about to take a two-minute rest.

She discovered that Blake next to her had already completed his task.

On his desk were several pieces of parchment covered with writing.

The pen was placed directly above the papers.

Next to the paper, there is an inkwell.

Apparently, he had completed homework papers for several subjects.

At this time, Blake was holding a copy of"The Quibbler" and looking at it with relish.

Black caught Hermione's gaze. (To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

He turned his head and whispered:"Are you finished?"

Hermione shook her head. She couldn't help but think about how much homework she had to do later. Wrinkled.

She looked at the copy of"The Quibbler" in Blake's hand.》

"Are you...waiting for me? Hermione whispered.

Blake nodded:"I see that you seem to have a lot of homework to finish... Do you need help?""

"No...I can learn by doing my homework on my own."Hermione rubbed her tired brows tiredly.

Then she took out the small bottle that Black gave her, poured out a pill and took it.

The next second, the fatigue on her face disappeared.

"I'm fine...and I'm not done yet, you...you don't have to wait for me."

Hermione glanced at Cassandra.

"Otherwise...why don't you find her?……"

Cassandra hasn't left yet.

She seemed to notice Black talking to Hermione.

So, I peek over here from time to time

"It's okay...I'm in no hurry to leave."Blake shook his head.[]

"These days, you come and go in a hurry. I think it's hard to stay with you for any longer"

"It's only when I'm in the library at night that I can spend more time with you. How could I bear to leave?"

Hermione's cheeks turned red.

This bad guy actually spoke like this.……

"You don't have to wait for me...I still have a lot to finish."

Hermione looked at the pile of books in front of her distressedly.

She found that she seemed to have overestimated her abilities.

"However, the library is about to close now. You can't finish before closing time. Why don't you leave it until tomorrow?"

"No...I'm not tired. Your medicine is very effective."Hermione shook her head.

"Sometimes we are tired, not only physically but also mentally"

"If you are tired of learning, you will only get half the result with half the effort. It is better to relax and relax."

Black persuaded Hermione.

Hermione looked at her watch. The closing time was indeed coming soon.

"I...I went to the common room to continue……"

"Come to the Room of Requirement. I'll make coffee and wait for you there."

Black said, put away his papers, stood up and left.

Cassandra saw Black leaving, glanced at Hermione, put away her things, and followed out.

Hermione watched the people in the library getting more and more Coming less and less.

She looked at the mountain of books in front of her again, her face full of haggardness

……

"Is Granger crazy?"Cassandra caught up and asked.

"She actually took so many elective courses……"

"Moreover, how did she do it, take two classes at the same time?"

You have to take elective courses in the third grade.

Unlike Black, a slacker,

Hermione took all the elective courses.

However, because they are elective courses, some courses start at the same time.

In Cassander It seems to me that it is impossible for Hermione to study in two classrooms at the same time...

This is why Cassandra can't understand it.

"She resorted to methods that needed to be kept secret from us, Cassandra……"Blake said

"what way?"Cassandra asked 913."Do you know something?……"

Blake just smiled and shook his head without answering the question directly.

"You've been led astray by me, Cassandra.……"

"If you weren't lazy with me, I think you would also learn this method from Professor McGonagall."

Cassandra was originally at odds with Hermione.

Their grades were evenly matched.

If it weren't for the fact that Cassandra later followed Black and was ruined.

With her grades and unwillingness to admit defeat, she would definitely have found Professor McGonagall. Please tell me how to select all elective courses

"Huh... forget it if you don't say it"Sandra is unhappy

"Today, Professor Rocher from Nurmengard sent some very good quality coffee beans. Do you want to try them? asked Blake

"OK!"Cassandra immediately became happy again.

……

Room of Requirement.

Blake was grinding coffee beans in front of the cabin.

Cassandra was boiling water on the side.

She looked at Blake's awkward movements and couldn't help but take over,"I'll do it."

So Blake sat down on a comfortable chair on one side.

Looking at the starry sky in the Room of Requirement, he waited for Cassandra to make him coffee.

Well, days like this are pretty good, Blake thought.

Sparks flickered.

The dimensional door opens.

Hermione came over carrying the small schoolbag Black gave her.

"You're here."Blake happily pulled a chair for her.

Cassandra was making coffee on the side. After seeing Hermione, she couldn't help but wrinkled her nose.

Huh, what a coincidence!

Black looked at Cassandra.

Cassandra immediately stared back.

What, do you still want me to make coffee for her? Do you think I can’t lift the wand?!

Blake also felt that he was going a little too far.

So, Blake stood up and prepared Come and make Hermione a cup of coffee yourself.

Cassandra felt sour when she saw this.

I made you coffee, but you didn’t even drink it yet, so you got up and made it for her yourself.……

"Sit down! I come!"

Cassandra said coldly, and reluctantly took out another cup...

Hermione seemed not to notice this.

In fact, she no longer had the energy to talk to Cassandra. Sandra was tit for tat.

Now, she was busy taking out her books from her small school bag.

Obviously, she really planned to continue studying here...

Cassandra gritted her teeth, holding a cup of coffee, and put it down in front of Hermione.

Then he glanced at Black aggrievedly.

"Thank you, Worley."Hermione said.

Cassandra looked at Hermione in shock. This guy actually said thank you to her?

Haha, it seems that this guy is really crazy.