Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

"Bad premonition? Is it about me?" Black was intrigued.

"Not exactly... I just feel that a lot of bad things will happen soon." Nagini frowned and said.

Black felt that Nagini's premonition was quite accurate.

Once Voldemort was resurrected, wouldn't he have to make a lot of trouble?

Although he had the ability to deal with him, there was always a group of inexplicable guys who came out to stop him.

In other words, Voldemort must have some value that was favored by this group of people.

It seemed that it was not so easy to deal with Voldemort.

"Don't worry, Nagini. Things that are going to happen will always come, just face them positively. So far, there has been nothing that I can't solve in a serious state." Black, who didn't have much confidence in his heart, had to comfort Nagini in this way.

At this moment, he suddenly understood Dumbledore's feelings. No matter what happened in the wizarding world, everyone went to Dumbledore... Everyone thought that Dumbledore would definitely have a way to solve the crisis...

But who knows, when Dumbledore is helpless, who should he talk to? Who can comfort him?

Is this the legendary, "With great power comes great responsibility?"

The strong are always lonely?

"By the way, Mr. Grindelwald just came, but you were not here."

"What did he come for? Isn't he afraid of being chased out by Uncle Aberforth..."

"Well... Aberforth happened to be away, he brought you a lot of tickets, and wanted you to invite your friends to watch the Quidditch World Cup finals." Nagini handed over a thick stack of tickets...

"Quidditch World Cup?" Black touched his chin, he almost forgot about it.

Well, there was a riot in Azkaban, and two Death Eaters escaped. Although it was serious, it couldn't affect such a major world event.

Black remembered that Crouch Jr. escaped after the final? Moreover, there was an unexpected incident of a Death Eater rally and riot?

"Are you going?" Nagini asked.

"Yes! Of course I will go!" Black immediately agreed.

Many people will go to watch the Quidditch World Cup final, including many of Black's friends.

Black doesn't want them to be hurt when the riot occurs.

As for informing the Ministry of Magic in advance of the possible riot, this is also unrealistic.

Without evidence, who would believe you? Even if you are a public figure like Black, the Ministry of Magic will not believe your warning without evidence.

Dumbledore's prestige is high enough, and the Ministry of Magic still doesn't listen to many of his suggestions.

Besides, the Quidditch World Cup final sounds exciting, why not go?

Black flipped through the stack of tickets and found that they were all VIP tickets.Tickets for the train compartments, such tickets are no longer available outside, but Grindelwald has so many here. I have to say that Grindelwald is still very powerful.

"Well... the World Cup starts on August 22nd... that is, I can go there just after the round-the-world trip in August." Blake has already started planning his time.

"Travel?" Nagini looked at Blake curiously.

"Oh... I forgot to tell you, I got a yacht, and then we can go to the sea together. Oh... remember to bring a swimsuit." Talking about this trip, Blake's eyebrows suddenly danced.

This trip can be regarded as the only good thing that Blake is looking forward to among so many bad things.

"Okay." Nagini raised the corners of her mouth and revealed a faint smile.

...

Time passed quickly, and a week passed in the blink of an eye.

During this time, Blake lived a fulfilling life, teaching Rebecca some magic knowledge at home during the day.

At night, he hid in his own laboratory in the subspace and fiddled with something.

As for the Voldemort trio...they disappeared completely during this period!

Even Black's intelligence system couldn't find their traces. Not to mention the Ministry of Magic.

But it's also true that Voldemort is different from Bella and the others. He is much smarter. Now that he is in charge, it will not be so easy to find them as easily as before.

That day, after Black finished his meal, he locked himself in the room as usual.

Then, he quietly hid in the subspace.

At this time, many places in the subspace were being developed in an orderly manner, and only the desert area was not touched by anyone.

On the one hand, the environment here is not very good, so only some magical animals suitable for the desert environment can be raised.

On the other hand, Black put his laboratory here.

The place where Black did experiments was strictly prohibited from entering.

Black was not afraid that these people would see his secrets.

But most of the experiments he did were extremely dangerous... This was also to protect them.

At this time, Black was standing in front of his laboratory, and in front of him was an endless sea of ​​sand.

Black opened a suitcase in his hand, and then took out various instruments one by one, and placed them in an orderly manner on the sea of ​​sand.

All the instruments were placed in a circle, and in the center of the circle, there was a round stone platform.

The stone platform was red, and it looked like it was stained with blood... It was as evil as it could be.

After Black checked it again, he took out his wand with satisfaction.

He raised his wand, and a dark blue spell ray shot directly into the sky.

The next second, a translucent shield suddenly appeared above the sea of ​​sand.

"Okay, with the protective measures in place, the experiment can begin. "

Blake put away his wand and took out a small silver bottle from his arms.

This small bottle was the one he had bought in France before, which contained negative emotions.

However, the negative emotions that had been used up in the bottle were now filled up again.

In addition to those extracted from Rebecca, there were also those collected by Blake from other places.

Negative emotions are not hard to come by, and can even be said to be readily available.

As long as he uses the levitation cloak to levitate himself above London, he can collect countless negative emotions in a short time...

Life is so difficult, and there are so many people who are resentful of life.

Blake opened the bottle, and then a dark and extremely thick mist came out of the bottle.

This is the negative emotions that Blake has collected for a long time, and it has materialized into mist.

Ordinary people would be so depressed that they would see a psychiatrist immediately after just one look...

Seeing these things, even Blake, who had a talent for ancient magic, couldn't help but feel depressed.

Of course, he didn't absorb these negative emotions, not because he didn't want to, but because of the progress of ancient magic, the negative emotions absorbed every day were limited and could not be absorbed infinitely.

Otherwise, the former ancient magic user, Isidora Morgana, would not have risked building a huge container under Hogwarts to store the negative emotions that she could not absorb.

Blake waved his wand lightly, and the black mist that made people uncomfortable immediately began to flow into a huge instrument in front.

After the mist was completely immersed in it, Blake turned off the instrument, and then pressed a switch on the control panel with expectation.

"Boom!"

Various alchemical equipment started working immediately.

Black looked at the control panel in front of him intently. After ten minutes, Black pressed the control panel again.

The next second, the blood-red stone platform in the middle began to light up, and a strange magic circle that was somewhat similar to the magic circle that summoned undead creatures appeared on the stone platform.

Then, black mist emerged from the stone platform, and suddenly, a rotten hand stretched out from the magic circle on the stone platform!

"Swoosh!"

A Dementor suddenly jumped out of the magic circle!

"Ha! Success!" Black said happily.

Before Black finished speaking, new Dementors began to emerge from the magic circle.

Soon, the sky above the test site was full of flying Dementors.

Just because of the existence of the shield, none of these Dementors could escape.

The huge number of Dementors caused the temperature of the test site to drop sharply.

However, Blake, who had prepared in advance, did not feel any discomfort..

He summoned his lich directly.

"Tom, did you see that? It's all you. Go ahead, it's time to eat."

When the lich saw the flying Dementors, he rushed over excitedly!

These Dementors are all made of negative energy. It can be said that they are the most suitable food for undead creatures.

Why not let the negative energy be absorbed directly by the lich?

This is just like when people eat, they must cook the food. A steak that is fried to the right temperature is more delicious and healthier than raw...

After a while, the flying Dementors in the sky were consumed by the lich!

However, since the creation of Dementors is still continuing, so...

"I can't finish it. I can't finish it at all..."

It took only a few minutes for the lich to jump out happily and almost burst.

Black put the lich away with disdain, "You only eat this much in one meal? It's really flying..."

However, despite this, the benefits the lich gets are very great. If it eats like this every day, it may soon be promoted to the Lich King. After becoming the Lich King, it can even gain a physical body.

Then, Black hesitated and let the bone dragon go.

After all, the last time the bone dragon was full after eating only one Dementor... This is much worse than the lich.

"Boom!" A huge bone dragon emerged from the Poké Ball.

"Eat it, this is all for you." Black said.

The bone dragon looked at the flying Dementors, and then stretched out its claws and pointed at itself in a very human way.

It was as if it was saying, "Are all these for me?"

"Yes, eat it, eat as much as you can." Black said.

"Hoo!" Like the lich, the bone dragon immediately soared into the sky happily!

"｀ "Me! It's all my fault!"

Black was shocked, "Good fellow! You, your wings are all bones, how did you fly!"

The bone dragon opened its mouth wide, and then the Dementors that were fleeing in panic were sucked directly into its mouth.

And, unlike the lich, which could only absorb a small half, the stomach of this bone dragon was like a bottomless pit!

In a short while, the Dementors that were densely packed in the air were all cleared out!

In the end, the bone dragon simply lay down next to the magic circle, and it ate every Dementor that came out...

"No... weren't you full after eating one before? Why are you now..." Black was shocked by the fighting power of the bone dragon.

"Roar! "The bone dragon raised its head and called out, then continued to lie there and eat the Dementors.

Then Black felt embarrassed, and it was obvious that this was the emotion of the bone dragon.

"Oh, so you just came, you are shy, and you are afraid that I will drive you back because you eat too much.So be reserved and eat one... Why don't you pretend now?" Black was speechless.

In fact, if he didn't have a Dementor to feed it, and it still had such a big appetite, Black might really take the initiative to cancel the contract and send it back to the previous plane.

The bone dragon stretched out its claws, pinched a fleeing Dementor, opened its mouth and burped, and then stretched out another claw to scratch its bone head as if embarrassed.

"Okay... Then you eat slowly. "Black said helplessly.

Originally, he thought that the Dementors produced today should be enough for him to summon a large number of undead creatures the next day. After all, he originally thought that one Dementor could feed one undead creature...

"Hiss..." The bone dragon roared.

Then Black immediately felt a faint consciousness!

"One can sustain its own consumption, and the extra ones can be directly converted into its own power. ”

Obviously, this consciousness came from the bone dragon.

“Oh… I just realized that you can communicate with me now…”

As the bone dragon said, the more Dementors it eats, the more negative emotions it absorbs (Zhao Nuo Zhao), and its abilities become stronger and stronger, and it is not surprising that it can even unlock new abilities.

Even wisdom can grow. Therefore, as the Dementors are eaten more and more, Black’s communication with the bone dragon is getting smoother and smoother.

Black touched his chin and thought that this was actually pretty good.

After realizing that a tough guy like Dracula might just be a pawn, he felt that his fourth disaster was still not strong enough.

Since the upper limit of this world is too low, it is not impossible for him to summon new combat power in other planes. After all, negative emotions are endless, and Dementors are enough! And Dementors themselves are also A powerful fighting force.

"I don't know if there are other planes with powerful fighting forces besides the plane where the undead creatures live..."

However, thinking that even if there are such planes, he may not be able to let those guys belong to him, Blake didn't think about it anymore.

After all, the undead creatures are also very powerful and have great development potential. At present, even if there is no powerful fighting force from other planes, it should be enough.

Not long after, no more Dementors appeared in the magic circle. I think it should be that the negative energy just now has been used up.

At this time, the magic fluctuations all over the bone dragon's body have become stronger.

Moreover, the appearance seems to have changed more than before.

Blake found that its wings, which were originally like bones, began to grow flesh membranes!

"Could it be that when your strength grows to a certain level, you can grow meat back? "Blake's eyes lit up again.

If the bone dragon can switch back and forth between the skeleton state and the normal biological state, thenWill he not need to disguise himself and appear in front of the world at any time? What about the lich?

If the lich regains his body, will he look exactly like Tom?

Thinking of this, Blake suddenly became a little excited.