Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

Nine a.m.

Blake and Dumbledore arrived at the Ministry of Magic on time.

And at the reception at the door of the Ministry of Magic.

Black bumps into Sirius.

Today's Sirius is also wearing a set of exquisite and good clothes~.

It's just that the outfit looks a little - it doesn't quite fit.

"You noticed that, too, didn't you?"

Sirius patted his clothes.

"No way, I just recently went home, and since I haven't been home for a long time, the clothes I can see are still intact. "

"This dress fits very well at the beginning......"

Sirius, now, has been imprisoned in Azkaban for so many years.

After escaping, the days of being able to eat well have not passed for a few days.

It's been thin and out of shape for a long time.

The clothes that used to fit are now a lot more lenient.

"Not a big problem, Sirius. "

Blake pointed at his clothes with his wand.

"Whoosh!"

The baggy garment tightened immediately.

Sirius moved his hands and feet in surprise.

Then I found that the previous set of clothes, which was still very large, had become as well as the tailor-made.

"Oh...... What kind of spell is this?"

"Can you teach me this spell?"

Blake put away his wand and said, "Magic is originally the power of idealism, so how can there be any spell?"

All he had to think of was that the wishful wand would help him with his magic.

In fact, magic is indeed very idealistic, a bit similar to "the power of my search".

Enchantments are just one means of strengthening this power.

The Wand of Ruyi is equivalent to helping Blake directly omit the spell step.

Turned all of Blake's magic into a silent spell.

"Magic is the power of the mind...... Well, that seems to be true......"

Dumbledore couldn't help but touch his beard.

In the next second, his white beard, which was a little messy, suddenly became as soft as Guan Gong's beard.

"Aha, I think I've mastered that magic of yours. "

Dumbledore happily stroked his supple white beard.

"As long as the will is strong enough, magic can be revealed...... Ah...... Blake, you've come into contact with the nature of magic. "

Blake looked at Dumbledore's white beard, which had suddenly become supple, and couldn't help but lean back tactically.

"That's what you've learned?"

Dumbledore stroked his beard and said with a smile, "After all, you're so good, I can't be too weak, can I?"

Sirius looked at the two guys in front of him, one old and one young, playing magic to perfection.

I couldn't help but touch my clothes too.

But...... Nothing happened......

Tsk, these guys are really ......

Albus ...... Come on, come in!" Dean Bohan walked out of the Ministry of Magic.

He's Black's nominee, and he'll certainly be here for today's ceremony.

Just as a few people were about to go in with Dean Bohan.

A Ministry of Magic staff member at the reception said, "Please wait, visitors coming in through the visitor passage need to register their wands." "

Dean Bohan pointed at Dumbledore, "You should know him......"

"Uh, I'm sorry, of course I know Professor Dumbledore, but these two ......"

The clerk said with some embarrassment.

For the request of this staff.

Blake didn't say much.

Even if they are here to confer honors, they are still visitors.

Anyway, all you need to do is register your wand, and there's no need to contradict the staff of the Ministry of Magic.

After all, people are also in a difficult situation.

To be reasonable, what does Blake really want to do, whether he needs to use a wand or not.

And, just his wand......

You can change your appearance at any time, and it's useless if you register.

Blake handed over his wand.

The clerk took it, and looked at Sirius again.

Sirius waved his hand and said:

"Don't look at me...... I don't have a wand right now......"

"Unless the Ministry of Magic agrees that the prisoners of Azkaban are to be imprisoned with their wands. "

Sirius's wand had been lost long before he was in prison.

However, even if it was not lost, under the circumstances at the time, it could only be the fate of being cut off.

Of course, the clerk knew who Sirius was.

Therefore, I didn't care about his yin and yang weird words

Reasoning and translocation, he has been wronged for more than ten years, and he has to be full of resentment.

The clerk took Blake's wand and looked at it carefully.

But the quill in his right hand never landed on the paper.

Because he found that he didn't recognize the material of this wand!

It was because of his research on wands that he was placed in this position.

No matter what kind of wand it it was, he could tell at a glance what the wand was made of, what the wand core was......

In fact, if he hadn't gotten this good job at the Ministry of Magic.

He can be a wand-maker.

But now...... He couldn't even tell the material of this wand!

Not to mention the hidden heart of the staff, he can't even see what the material of the staff body is!

It's not even a wand......

To be honest, if he hadn't just seen Blake cast spells with it.

He thought that Blake had taken a small stick to amuse him.

"Uh...... Excuse me, what kind of material is this wand of yours?"

The clerk was sweating profusely, and he didn't see what kind of wand it was.

I had to ask awkwardly.

"Oh...... The ebony one, the heart of the staff is a phoenix feather. Blake opened his mouth and came.

"Shhh...... Impossible......" The clerk frowned, "If it's really ebony...... Wait......"

The Ministry of Magic staff member had a bewildered expression on his face at this time.

Because he found out when he checked it again.

He couldn't make out the wand of the material at all just now.

Now I can see it clearly!

He flipped it over several times before he finally confirmed it.

Just after Blake said that, the wand really became an ebony wand with a phoenix tail feather cane.

He'd been at the Ministry of Magic for so many years, and he'd never seen anything like it.

However, when seeing Sirius's impatient expression.

He swallowed the question anyway, and the quill in his right hand was immediately written.

"Ebony...... Phoenix Tail Feather Staff Heart...... Fifteen inches, very long, very bouncy ......"

After registering, the Ministry of Magic clerk returned the wand to Black.

When Blake entered, he was still a little stunned to look in the direction where Blake had disappeared.

Suddenly, someone tapped him on the shoulder.

An ordinary-looking wizard with a wooden expression appeared behind him.

"Did you get the stats for his wand?"

"What...... Oh, got it. The clerk pointed out Blake's wand data.

The ordinary-looking wizard took one look at it, and then prepared to leave.

"Wait......"

"What else?" the wizard asked impatiently.

"I want to say one more thing...... His wand is quirky...... This is definitely not an ordinary wand!"

......

Blake looked at the beautiful little garden in front of him, and his face was a little surprised.

Unexpectedly, the Ministry of Magic was hidden underground in London, but it made such a small garden in the open air. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Of course, Blake could see that the somewhat gloomy sky was actually a projection of the sky outside.

It's not actually outdoors either.

It's like the starry ceiling in the night of Hogwarts Great Hall.

At this time, quite a few people have already gathered here.

According to Dumbledore, most of the people here are members of the Wizengamot.

Blake noticed that most of these people were old men and old ladies.

But there are also some young faces.

Suddenly, Blake felt a malicious gaze.

He turned to look, and met the man's gaze.

It was a thin, middle-aged wizard with a very abstract appearance.

A face with a potholed face is just that, and there is a collapsed nose.

The two eyes are also one big and one small......

If those big ears were a little bigger, Blake would have been a little suspicious that this guy was a house-elf plus......

To be reasonable, in front of this person, even Mr. Filch can be called handsome and dashing.

Moreover, he was not dressed well, and he also wore several large gold rings on his hands...... []

It's like a nouveau riche who suddenly gets rich.

The middle-aged man and Blake looked at each other for a moment before sneering and diverting his grim gaze.

Blackkra tugged at the sleeve of a kind old man next to him.

"Hello sir, may I ask if the one over there is Mr. Shafiq?"

The old man turned his head and saw Blake, and immediately recognized him as one of the protagonists of today's award ceremony.

After all, on such an occasion, there is no one else at such a young age but him.

But how does this kid look familiar?

Perhaps, because of the resemblance to young Dumbledore?

"Yes, kid, that's indeed Clarence Shafiq. "

"Thank you, sir, you are so nice. Blake's mouth was smeared with honey.

"Haha......" The old man looked very happy when he was praised by Blake.

"My name is Ephias Dorjee, and I'm an old classmate of Professor Dumbledore's at school. Also a special advisor to the Wizengamot. "

“...... Blake, can I just call you that?"

Blake nodded, "Of course you can!"

Dumbledore's old classmates at Hogwarts?

Speaking of which, at that time, the people who could become friends with Dumbledore were of course the most outstanding people in the younger generation at that time.

For example...... Grindelwald at the time......

Not to mention...... This is Dumbledore's peers!

None of the old wizards who can live at such an age are weak!

"Blake, don't worry about Shafiq. "

Dorjee said kindly.

"They're pure-bloods, and they all have a bit of a problem with their brains. "

"You just have to ignore them. "

"Today is a good day for you, don't let these people affect your good mood. "

Blake understands that Dorjee is completely reassuring himself from the perspective of an elder.

I'm worried that I'll be influenced by those guys.

For this, he is still very grateful.

"Don't worry, I'm not so easily influenced by others. "

Blake could guess that the guy was Shafiq, thanks to his appearance......

The Shafiq family was able to almost completely annihilate in history.

It's because of their diehard devotion to the pureblood theory.

In the end, the people were thin and strangely shaped.

In fact, it is all the evil result of the marriage of close relatives.

Blake thinks these guys are just too honest.

They really believe in the pureblood theory.

Not like the Malfoys.

On the surface, pureblood is supreme, but in fact, their ancestors have a strong connection to Muggles.

He was even married to a Muggle.

Therefore, they will not be as weak as the Shafiq family now.

Now, Shafiq is so hostile to Blake, and Blake actually expected it.

After all, at that time, Dumbledore took the "teleportation point" he invented and directly connected Sirius and them directly to the Ministry of Magic.

caused Shafiq's plan to fail, and also caused the goblins behind him to have a lot of opinions about him.

So, after Dumbledore said that the waypoint was Black's invention, Shafiq hated Blake of course.

Not his invention, Sirius wanted to enter the Ministry of Magic, but it was not so easy.

......

Dorjee took Black and talked to a few more members of the Wizengamot who were close to Dumbledore.

Then Dumbledore took his fairy white beard and walked up to the stage and began to speak.

Dumbledore was the chief magician of the Wizengamot.

Today's occasion should indeed be presided over by him.

Dumbledore said a few words briefly.

The award ceremony officially began.

It is worth mentioning that the medal was awarded to the current Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge......

Blake thought it was funny how funny it was when he gritted his teeth to help Sirius put on the medal.

After receiving the medal, it is time to give a speech......

Sirius was the first to stand in front of the stage.

"I don't have much to say about this medal......"

"Everyone knows why I got this medal......"

"Overall, I'm happy to have my reputation restored. "

"But I'm at least alive now, more than those who fought with me, but fell before dawn......"

Sirius paused, then continued, "...... Many of the people who fought with us didn't survive. "

"If I could, I would like to use my freedom for the past ten years, as well as this medal, to exchange the lives of those people for ......"

As Sirius descended, everyone applauded him with applause.

Immediately after that, it was Blake's turn.

When he stood on the stage and looked at the people in the audience.

Blake suddenly felt a strange sense of excitement......

It's the same feeling of excitement that I felt when I first gave a speech in the auditorium.

He felt like all the cells in his body were singing happily.

Want to give a speech?

It's over, I seem to be getting weird......

Ahem......

However, what can you say if it is nothing more than an acceptance speech?

Blake barely suppressed the passion that surged in his heart.

Not...... Not......

It's just an acceptance speech, and it's not a speech that has revolutionized the wizarding world.

There's no need to be so passionate......

So, Blake was going to just say a few words and forget it.

"Ahem...... Hello everyone, or maybe everyone will feel strange to me. "

"Or maybe people think I'm too young to deserve such a medal......"

"Hehe, you really don't deserve it. "

A hoarse voice interrupted Blake's words.