Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

Thinking of the seeds Cassandra sent.

Blake took out the small cloth bag.

He pulled out a piece of parchment.

Then poured out all the seeds in the bag.

The seeds are all mixed together.

A big bag filled to the brim.

It seems that Cassandra put it in randomly.

There is no idea of ​​categorization at all.

Blake looked at the jumble of seeds.

Scratched his head.

It's a bit troublesome though.

But something as trivial as sorting seeds.

But it is no longer possible to stump Blake now.

However, even if you can't stop him.

But it still took him more than an hour.

Then separate these seeds into categories.

After sorting.

Blake took stock again.

50 mandrake seeds.

50 poisonous tentacle seeds.

50 Devil's Net seeds.

Chinese Bite Cabbage Seeds 50 pieces.

50 babo tuber seeds.

50 Fang Geranium seeds.

50 vine seeds

"Forehead……"

Black had expected such a messy packet of seeds.

It was just something Cassandra stuffed in at will.

But now it seems... if it was caught casually.

How is it possible to have 50 seeds of each type?

Then Blake imagined such a scene.

Cassandra reshuffled the divided seeds.

Then stuff it into a small bag.

At the same time, he said fiercely

"Don’t you understand very well?"

"Then divide it yourself!"

"You're exhausted!"

Ahem.

This is very Cassandra.

It was obviously a prepared gift, but she just said it was given casually.

But... there are so many seeds that can be called contraband.

There are really many in her house. ?

……

Worley Manor

"……have you found……"

"What?"

"The seeds we bought back……"

"What happened to the seeds?"

"……It seems a lot less?"

"Have it? Didn't you count it when you bought it?"

"There are so many seeds, you want me to count them one by one?!"

"Uh, that's not what I meant……"

Outside the window, a small figure slipped away quietly

……

Early the next morning

"Dabao! then!"

Blake popped a gold galleon

"squeak!"

The Sniff, who had just been named Dabao by Blake, jumped up and quickly caught the Gold Galleons.

Then he hurriedly stuffed the Gold Galleons into his little pocket.

The little boy's eyes were shining. I didn't know anything about the thing at all.

It was put into a small pocket.

It was just a gold galleon transformed by transformation...

At the window.

The eagle owl glanced at Dabao proudly.

Then he turned his head disdainfully.

Last night.

Blake He has selected several magical plants overnight and planted them in the plant collection bag.

The rest of the seeds have been collected by him into the system warehouse.

The planting method of the collection bag is also very simple.

Just plant the seeds into the flower pot.

Then put the flowers Just put the pot in the collection bag.

The collection bag is only about the size of an ordinary satchel.

But it can hold a full twenty plants.

And each plant is of different sizes!

Even if Blake wants to plant a plant in it, There is no problem with a Whomping Willow!

The products produced by the system are worthy of being called high-quality products!

Black thought.

After entering Hogwarts, he must see the Whomping Willow.

Then see if there are any seeds in the Whomping Willow. ’s...

Just when Black was teasing Dabao and having fun, there was a knock on the door of the room.

Black opened the door.

Dumbledore was standing outside the door.

"I have some things to go out for now"

"Um...Are you going to be busy again?"

Dumbledore felt soft in his heart.

But……

"This matter is very important"

"I still have to go and see it in person to feel more at ease."

Black actually didn't care that Dumbledore was busy.

So he asked casually.

"What is it?"

But that careless look was taken by Dumbledore as disappointment.

Hey, I said I would take good care of this child.

But I never had time to spend more time with him.

Even his food, clothing, housing and transportation were all sent by that old guy Grindelwald. The house elf who came here helped.

Thinking of this,

Dumbledore couldn't help but feel guilty.

"I'm going to see someone"

"who?"

"harry potter"

……

No. 4 Privet Drive.

Dumbledore and Black were sitting on a bench outside the house.

Blake raised his right hand.

It was strange to feel the Disillusionment Curse cast by Dumbledore himself.

This Illusion Body Curse is too complete for invisibility.

Even he couldn't see where his body was.

Not to mention the Muggles passing by.

Moreover, because Dumbledore secretly cast a small-scale Muggle expulsion spell.

There is no one else to sit on this"empty" chair

"Dang, Dang, Dang!"

The sound of hammering nails kept coming from inside No. 4 Privet Drive.

Black knew it.

This was Harry Potter's Uncle Vernon hammering and nailing the letter hole in the door.

"Oh... what a poor child."

Dumbledore sighed softly.

"We knew that the Muggle couple might not treat him well."

"But we have to put him here for foster care"

"Because his aunt is already his last blood relative"

"You can only stay with your blood relatives"

"Only the protective magic on him can work."

On the way here.

Dumbledore had told Black everything about Harry.

Although Black already knew this...

At this time, an owl flew over.

There was a letter in its beak..This is Harry's admission letter.

Hogwarts admission letter.

Unless he receives it in person, or replies and refuses to go to Hogwarts, otherwise, the letters will continue to be sent.

The owl habitually sends the letters to Throw it in through the letter hole in the door.

But...

Uncle Vernon had nailed the letter hole just now.

"Benedict!"

The letter hit the door and fell outside.

The owl glanced at the letter in confusion.

It didn't understand why it couldn't be put in.

"They are so outrageous."

Blake stood up

"What are you going to do?"

Dumbledore asked curiously

"Didn't they let the letters in?"

"I just want to send the letter in."

Black pulled out the wand made by Ollivander.

He cast a spell at the letter of faith on the ground from a distance.

Dumbledore did not stop Black.

After all, this was not an offensive spell.

It was just a simple Just a copy spell

"Swish, brush, brush!"

The letter on the ground suddenly changed from one to two, then three...

In an instant, the letter at the door turned into hundreds of letters.

Black raised his wand lightly.

Those letters on the ground The envelopes automatically flew up like pigeons.

Then they launched a general attack on No. 4 Privet Drive.

Countless letters rushed in from the cracks in the window, the door, and the chimney!

"ah!"

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