Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

"Nagini is my bodyguard, she is responsible for protecting my safety. So, wherever I go, she will follow me."

After the matter was resolved, Black called Nagini over and explained it to Cassandra and the others.

You can't let Nagini wait outside the door all the time.

"Bodyguard?" Cassandra looked at Black suspiciously, "Do you still need a bodyguard?"

She knew Black's strength very well. She had always thought that the report in the Daily Prophet was nonsense.

With those dark wizards, Black didn't need Nagini to take action at all, he could solve them all by himself.

However, the newspaper said that if it weren't for Nagini, Black, the peerless genius, might have died. This is simply nonsense!

"I do need a bodyguard, Cassandra. Have you forgotten that I am only in my teens and I don't have the strength to fight ten people alone." Blake explained calmly.

Cassandra narrowed her eyes and looked at Blake. You act, then~~act.

The Walleys saw clearly that Blake must have some deep meaning for doing this. Since he was unwilling to say it, he must have his considerations. Therefore, not only did they not ask more questions, they also stopped Cassandra from asking questions. Then they also entertained Nagini with the same enthusiasm.

After lunch, Cassandra invited Blake and Nagini to visit her room.

When her parents were not around, she finally couldn't hold it back and asked again.

"The report in the newspaper... I deliberately asked them to write it like this." Blake answered calmly.

"Why?"

After confirming that no one was eavesdropping, Blake whispered, "Didn't I take you to visit my base before?"

"Yeah!" Cassandra nodded.

She still remembers the mountaintop base that Blake took her to visit, and she also remembers the intimidating trial.

Moreover, she knows that the people gathered in that base are all Blake's people, and their organization is called the Fourth Scourge.

"My organization has a very powerful enemy. Therefore, I must completely separate my current identity from the Fourth Scourge. And creating an image of not being good at fighting can deepen people's impression of this and prevent the enemy from associating it with me."

Blake continued, "The reason I want to tell you this is because I came here today, in addition to talking to your father, for another purpose."

"What purpose?" Cassandra asked.

"You are the only one among my friends who is not a member of the organization but knows about our organization. So..."

"What do you mean I am not a member of your organization!" Cassandra frowned, Blake's words made her very unhappy. "Didn't I say before that I wanted to join?"

Blake shrugged, "But I haven't agreed yet."

"You! "Cassandra looked at Black angrily, but she had no way to deal with it...

"So... did you come here today to delete my memory?" Cassandra said a little sadly.

The memories with Black are all precious, not to mention that they are such unique memories, even Granger and the others have never had such memories.

But now, Black may want to delete them all.

However, if deleting this memory can guarantee Black's safety, then Cassandra will agree without hesitation.

Cassandra sighed and closed her eyes, "Okay, then come on... delete that memory..."

Black flicked her head, "What are you thinking about. ”

Cassandra rubbed her head with tears in her eyes, "It hurts..."

"Ahem... Sorry, I've been a little stronger recently..." Blake reached out and touched her head, using his unique healing spell, and the new bump on Cassandra's head disappeared immediately.

"What do you want to do..." Cassandra asked with a face full of resentment, still rubbing the place where she was hit just now.

Blake took out a small square box from his pocket, and then opened it, revealing a beautiful silver bracelet in the box.

"I want you to do something for me..."

Cassandra looked at the bracelet and couldn't move her eyes away immediately. "What's the matter? You actually bribed me with this?"

"This is not bribery... What I want you to do is to wear this bracelet all the time and never take it off at any time." Blake's expression was extremely serious.

Cassandra looked at Blake in surprise, "Ah? Why is this? ”

“This bracelet can withstand three fatal attacks, and most importantly, as long as you wear this bracelet, even Professor Dumbledore's Legilimency will not be able to spy on any of your memories. Because it will automatically provide false memories to the spy to cover up your true thoughts. ”

It can be said that with this bracelet, Cassandra is equivalent to a master of brain occlusion.

Cassandra silently picked up the bracelet and put it on her left wrist lovingly.

The moment she put it on, she felt that there seemed to be a thick fog around her conscious world.

"Blake... wouldn't it be more convenient to delete my memory..." Cassandra couldn't help asking again.

In fact, just deleting the memory is indeed more convenient and faster than making such a bracelet.

Moreover, deleting memory is the least troublesome way.

And if you make a bracelet like this, who knows what accidents will happen in the future?

"Because I don't want to delete any memory of me in your mind." Blake answered bluntly.

"Well... you bad guy... don't think you are so"If you say it, I will forgive you for hitting me on the forehead..." Cassandra muttered with her head down. "It's all swollen..."

Blake rubbed her head, "Cassandra, remember, if you feel something is wrong, you must drink the lucky potion as soon as possible. It can bring you good luck. Don't be reluctant. I have a lot of it here."

Cassandra touched a crystal clear small pendant hanging around her neck. It contained the lucky potion that Blake gave her a long time ago.

This thing, if you drink it at a critical moment, can save your life. This is also one of the life-saving methods that Blake left for her.

"It seems that your enemy must be very powerful... I have never seen you so nervous." Cassandra couldn't help but say.

"Powerful? No, that guy is very weak, but... I can't kill him no matter how hard I hit him, it's a bit annoying. "After I was attacked once, I thought of this, that is, as my fame grows, my identity may also be targeted by them..."

Blake's performance is becoming more and more conspicuous, and the people behind Dracula will definitely notice him.

Even if they don't send people to contact him, they will definitely investigate him, because if it were Blake, he would definitely do the same. After all, such a powerful person suddenly appeared, they had to confirm whether this person would be a threat to them.

And to investigate a person, the best way is to start with the people around him.

Blake is not too worried about others, but only Cassandra, she was once If those who have been to the Fourth Calamity Base with me are able to spy on this part of their memories, my identity will be exposed.

Before I am 100% sure to eradicate these people, it is better not to expose my identity as the Fourth Calamity.

Cassandra suddenly held Blake's hand and said worriedly: "You... Although I don't know who those people are, those who can make you feel difficult must be extraordinary people. You must not underestimate the enemy..."

Cassandra's thousands of words finally converged into one sentence. "Be careful in everything..."

Blake said calmly: "Of course, when dealing with enemies, I always despise the enemy strategically and pay attention to the enemy tactically."

Cassandra smiled when she heard this and didn't talk about it anymore.

"Blake, this bracelet you made is really beautiful."

"But the puffs you made are very salty..."

"Hey! Bad guy! Don't mention this again! Also, please don't ruin the atmosphere!"

Nagini stood in front of the window, quietly looking at the yard outside the window, oblivious to the laughter behind her, like a real bodyguard.

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A slightly shabby tent was hidden in the dense forest.

Rodolphus hurriedly opened the curtain and walked in.

He came back very late today, so he was not sure whether his masterWill people get angry because of this?

Bella saw Rodolphus coming back, and a trace of impatience flashed across her face.

"Why did it take so long? Did you buy the potion materials for the master?"

Rodolphus trembled, "No... no."

"What? Don't you know that the master needs a lot of potions now? And how can you not buy the materials? You only need to look for them in Knockturn Alley, and you can buy them in less than ten minutes! And you, not only did you come back so late, but you haven't bought the materials yet?" Bella's wand crackled.

Rodolphus shuddered and quickly defended himself: "It's not my fault, Bella! How can I buy it without money? I can't rob alone in a place like Knockturn Alley..."

"No money?" Bella seemed to have heard the funniest joke of the century, "How rare! A member of the Lestrange family actually said that he had no money? Didn't you go to Gringotts to get the money?"

"I went..." Rodolphus's face was pale, as if he had suffered a great blow.

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"The goblins in Gringotts only recognize the key and never ask about your identity. Since you have the key to the Lestrange family's vault, how can you not take out the money?"

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"It's gone... It's all gone..." Rodolphus sat on the ground, looking distraught.

"What's gone? Explain it to me!" Bella angrily grabbed Rodolphus from the ground.

"The vault... Bella, our vault is all gone..."

Bella's heart skipped a beat when she heard this, and she looked at Rodolphus in disbelief, "Our vault is gone? What does that mean? Did the goblins compromise with the Ministry of Magic and confiscate our vault?"

"No... Just before we came out, Gringotts suffered the biggest robbery in history... Many vaults were emptied overnight by unknown robbers. This includes... including our vault..."

The vault was blown up by Grindelwald and Black, and the door was gone, so the key was naturally useless.

Now, although the goblins of Gringotts have to compensate the people whose vaults were stolen... But they have to verify their identities, and the key is no longer useful.

A fugitive like Rodolphus would go to Gringotts to get money in secret. If he followed Gringotts's requirements and publicly identified himself, wouldn't that tell the Ministry of Magic that he was in Gringotts so that the Aurors could catch him?

Even if the goblins didn't care whether Rodolphus was a fugitive, the Ministry of Magic wasn't full of fools. If Rodolphus dared to identify himself, he would be blocked by the Aurors when he left the house...

So, not only did he not get the money or buy the materials on this trip, he also brought back such bad news...

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Unlike Rodolphus who was worried about his gold, Bella looked like she had lost half her life, and looked even more miserable than Rodolphus just now.

Gold and other things, if lost, it was lost, Bella didn't care at all, but... there was something else in the vault... something her master solemnly gave her and asked her to keep it properly!

Since the vault was stolen, then that thing would naturally be...

Just when Bella was about to go crazy, Voldemort's voice suddenly came from the room.

"Bella... come in..."

Bella trembled all over, and then stumbled into the room.

On the broken bed, Voldemort, who looked like a weird baby, was staring at Bella closely.

"I just heard that your vault was robbed?"

"Yes... yes, my master..."

"I remember, when I gave you the golden cup, you told me that as long as it was stored in Gringotts, your own vault would be safe? Because there is a dragon guarding it?"

"Yes... yes... I... I said so..."

"But now, your vault has been robbed, does that mean... that the golden cup... is also lost?"

Bella heard the coldness in Voldemort's tone, she collapsed on the ground, crawled to the window, and said flatteringly: "I... I will definitely help the master find the golden cup!"

Voldemort's chest and abdomen rose and fell violently, and the anger in his soul almost tore apart this ugly body that was put together temporarily.

If he couldn't use magic right now, and if Bella was still useful to him, he would definitely use the killing curse to tear this rubbish into pieces!

"Do you know what that golden cup is?"

"I... I don't know..."

"That's my life! Bella, it's my life!" Voldemort roared, venting his anger.

Bella didn't know that the golden cup was one of Voldemort's Horcruxes, she only knew that it was Voldemort's most precious thing.

Once upon a time, she was ecstatic that Voldemort had entrusted her with such a precious thing for safekeeping.

But now... the thing is lost...

"Rodolphus... come in." After a while, Voldemort finally calmed down gradually.

Rodolphus heard this and walked in tremblingly.

"What on earth is going on..." Voldemort asked.

"I... I'm not sure... But I spent some time to bring back the Daily Prophet from the time when the vault was stolen... I wanted to investigate who stole my vault." Rodolphus said tremblingly.

Rodolphus did collect newspapers from those days. However, since it took a long time, Rodolphus spent a lot of time.This is why he was late.

"Read me the information in the newspaper." Voldemort said slowly.

Although he knew that newspapers like the Daily Prophet were used to exaggerating, in the current situation where he was completely in the dark, he could only find clues in the newspaper.

Rodolphus wanted to find his family's treasure, and Voldemort also wanted to find his Horcrux? Son.