Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

"Thank you, Nico." Dumbledore put on his wizard hat and turned to thank Nico Flamel.

Nico Flamel stood at the door with a smile on his face, "No need to thank me, Albus. This is what I should do. Just like many years ago, I am not a person who likes to stand by and watch."

Dumbledore said with relief: "I am very happy that you can think it through and give up the idea of ​​leaving this world now. In fact, I don't want to lose a close friend."

"Haha, it's not really a thought." Nico Flamel leaned against the door frame and sighed, "I have lived for so many years, and I have enjoyed everything I should enjoy. In fact, I am a little tired of living."

"But Black once told me that people should not live just for themselves. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility."

"I think he is right. My past thoughts were indeed a bit selfish. I was tired of living, so I started to sleep and was free."

"But I didn't leave anything useful to the world, so this skill is a waste."

"If I continue to live for the world and use my skills to promote the development of the wizarding world... wouldn't it be more meaningful? righteousness?"

Dumbledore sighed, "Yes... I didn't expect that although Black was young, he saw the ills of the wizarding world... and... 'People can't live only for themselves. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility'. This is a good saying..."

"Nico, no offense, but many wizards are indeed like you before, paying more attention to their own benefits. If they have any research results, they just hide them secretly. When they die, the proudest results will disappear..."

"This is also the reason why the development of the wizarding world has been stuck in The reason for stagnation. In comparison, Muggles are doing much better than us. This is why they can develop so fast. "

"Like Black, who invented new spells and new potions and released them directly, even though the core technology is not public, it can also make this stagnant wizarding world produce a ripple of progress. It would be great if there were more people like Black."

When Nicolas Flamel heard Black's name, a trace of pride flashed across his face. This was his most outstanding disciple in the past 800 years. Not only in terms of knowledge, but in all aspects.

Dumbledore said goodbye to Nicolas Flamel and turned to leave the home of this close friend.

He came to visit Nicolas Flamel because Black had told him before that the Lestranges had escaped from prison, so the World Cup at the end of August might be an opportunity for the other party to make trouble.

Dumbledore thought it made sense. If it was any other Death Eater, they would have hidden themselves after escaping, but Bella was different. A crazy person like that could do anything.

So, Dumbledore had no choice but to find Nicolas Flamel and ask him to use his prophecy to see if anything would happen at the World Cup at the end of August.

Just like when Newt predicted the Paris fire from Nico.

The original Dumbledore did not come to Nico Flamel for predictions because Nico Flamel and his wife had already fallen into a long sleep and embarked on the great journey of death.

And now, due to the existence of Blake, Nico Flamel not only has no intention of dying, but even wants to radiate his last light for the wizarding world.

So, Dumbledore, who wants to know the answer, will of course look for this friend who is good at predictions to see the future situation.

The result did not disappoint him. Nico Flamel really used the crystal ball to let Dumbledore see the events that might happen in the World Cup.

Dumbledore saw that after the World Cup, a group of thugs appeared, using the Levitation Charm to control several panicked Muggles, setting fires everywhere, and the entire camp was half burned. Finally, he saw a black shadow shooting a Death Eater symbol into the sky...

Dumbledore immediately realized the seriousness of the matter. The troublemakers should be the Lestranges.

But, the bad thing is that so many Death Eaters have gathered around them again!

There is only one possibility that can make these Death Eaters gather again, a possibility that Dumbledore finds most difficult to accept!

That is Tom's return. Only when Tom comes back, these Death Eaters will have to get together again!

Dumbledore, who felt that the situation was getting more and more serious, looked heavy after leaving Nicolas Flamel's house. Without wasting time, he directly spent a lot of magic power, Apparated out of France and went straight to the British Ministry of Magic.

In such a serious situation, he must talk to Cornelius Fudge.

…

The Burrow.

Black did not let Mrs. Weasley work hard to cook.

Instead, he took out the ingredients he brought and started an open-air barbecue in the yard of the Burrow.

After several years of practice, although Nagini's cooking skills are not as good as Black's, they are already very good.

Moreover, she can also very skillfully make food suitable for human taste. As for herself...she still prefers slightly raw food. After all, her current state is actually similar to that of a snake spirit.

So, she quickly got busy. How could Mrs. Weasley let the guests cook? So she hurried forward to help.

However, she couldn't keep up with Nagini's dazzling operation... She was stunned and could only help wash vegetables and so on. She couldn't help at all...

As for Black... he and Mr. Weasley were already in front of the Ford car that was lost and recovered, explaining his transformation.

Blake's catering to Mr. Weasley made Mr. Weasley so happy that he didn't even notice the resentful look of his beloved daughter.

The Weasley twins and Ron also came to join in the fun. Although they didn't understand, it didn't stop them from feeling impressive...

Black noticed that Percy was not at home, and he was probably still running errands for old Crouch.

As for Charlie and Bill, they were not at home because of work.

So, the Burrow was not the busiest during this holiday.

"Black! You are such a genius! I could only think of adding a rough flying spell and an invisibility spell to it... but you can think of so many..." Mr. Weasley praised.

"Mr. Weasley, you should have thought of it as a large flying broom at the time, right?" Black asked.

Mr. Weasley blushed and nodded, "Well... I just wanted to try it at the time, but I didn't expect it to really fly... Then, after testing it a few times and finding no major problems, I used it directly."

Used it without any major problems? Black couldn't help but admire Mr. Weasley for being a Gryffindor, and he was really reckless.

If there is a problem with the flying spell, the whole car will fall from the sky... If there is no way to use Apparition to leave urgently, the people inside, even wizards, will be smashed into pieces... Harry and Ron are fine, they are almost knocking their heads to the Whomping Willow.

"In fact, there are still quite a lot of problems." Black said seriously.

Black did not blindly agree with Mr. Weasley, but directly pointed out the mistakes Mr. Weasley made when modifying the car. This made Mr. Weasley very happy.

Because only by criticism can he learn something, if Black keeps praising him, he will be unhappy. Black speaks directly when he has a problem, it means he really wants to discuss knowledge with him!

At this time, Black said, "For example, if your car only uses spells to maintain its flight and invisibility, then it is doomed to not work for a long time. If the flight distance is short, of course there is no problem, but if it travels a longer distance, it will fail."

Ron nodded frantically. No one has a better say than him!

When he and Harry took the flying car to school, it suddenly failed when they were about to arrive at school...

"So, what can we do to make these effects last?" Mr. Weasley asked very attentively.

"This requires the use of ancient runes." Black opened the hood of the old Ford car and pointed out the many magic circuits composed of ancient runes carved inside.

"Just like Muggle electrical appliances need circuits, alchemical tools also need magic circuits. Only in this way can the effect be more lasting. Of course, if you want to make it last longer, magic circuits alone are not enough. Sooner or later, they will fail. Therefore, real energy is needed to generate endless magic."

"Circuit? Magic circuit? Energy?" Mr. Weasley's eyes lit up when he heard this. These were terms he had never heard of.

After Blake gave him a rough introduction to these concepts, he used magic to turn the engine that he had modified into aDirectly disassembled.

In the center of the engine, there was a small bright flame burning slowly.

"What is this?" Mr. Weasley asked.

"This is the energy I mentioned."

"A little flame?" Mr. Weasley asked in surprise.

"No, it's the Gublerite fire, which is as powerful as the Fiendfyre. It never goes out. Nothing is more suitable as an energy core than it."

"That means! My car can fly all the time now?" Mr. Weasley asked in surprise.

"In theory, of course, we also have to consider whether the hardware of the car body can withstand high-intensity operation. After all, the material of this car itself is just a Muggle product, even if I have processed it, it is not too strong. Of course, it is no problem to fly continuously for five days and five nights."

"Oh! That's great! We will take this car to the World Cup at the end of the month!" Mr. Weasley shouted excitedly.

Who wants to use a portkey when you can ride in a car!

But Mrs. Weasley quickly poured cold water on him, "Arthur... have you forgotten that you were investigated and fined for this car before?"

A trace of embarrassment flashed across Mr. Weasley's face. "Ahem... that should be fine."

"Hmm?" Mrs. Weasley looked at her husband warily, "You didn't... modify the law you wrote again?"

"Ahem, just a little modification, harmless... harmless." Mr. Weasley said unconfidently.

"Oh... Arthur... I don't want you to be locked up in Azkaban!"

When Blake saw this, he knew that the time had come for him to ask questions.

"Mr. Weasley, I will introduce the other functions of this car to you later. I still have a few questions to ask you."

"Oh! Of course! You have answered so many questions for me just now. Just ask me. I will answer all my questions!" Mr. Weasley said straightforwardly.

"Hmph!" Ginny stamped her feet and ran back to the room angrily.

Black had just greeted her when he came in, and he had been chatting with his father for most of the day. Now it seems that he still wants to chat?

Ginny was really angry after being completely ignored! The kind that can't be coaxed!

"Uh... Ginny?" Mr. Weasley saw his daughter running away, and suddenly realized it, and then a trace of guilt flashed in his heart.

Black came to his house because of Ginny, but he occupied Black's chat and completely ignored Ginny... If he were Ginny, he would be angry too.

Mr. Weasley said to Black hesitantly: "Black, how about... you talk to Ginny first? Anyway, we still have a lot of time to communicate, right? If Ginny gets angry, it will be difficult to coax her..."

Ron and the Weasley twins nodded, saying that if Ginny gets angry, it will be very difficult to deal with her.

In this big family, Ginny isAs the youngest child and the only daughter, she is indeed the most favored one.

Even the two troublemakers, the Weasley twins, love this sister very much, so they are a little afraid of making her angry.

"... This is my fault, sir. I will go find Ginny now." Black stood up and admitted his mistake first.

He admitted that he was a little impatient just now. He was busy trying to win Mr. Weasley's favor and pave the way for the future, and for a while he did ignore Ginny.

After Mr. Weasley pointed out his daughter's room to him, he returned to his car to admire it again.

George suddenly said: "Dad, how about..."

"No, no, no! I can't make a mistake." Mr. Weasley glanced at his wife and said a little timidly.

Fred said, "A car modified by Black will never have any problems, right?"

"Right, right, since it won't have any problems, then it won't have any problems."

"Since it won't have any problems, then no one will know about it."

"Since no one knows about it, then of course there's no need to worry about anyone coming to cause trouble."

"You have to believe in Black's ability, don't you?"

The two brothers instigated one by one, making Mr. Weasley more and more itchy.

Even Ron looked at Mr. Weasley with hope, hoping that his father would take him to drive to the sky for a stroll...

This car was originally Mr. Weasley's favorite thing. Now that it was lost and found again, for him, it was like a greedy cat encountering salted fish. How could he resist?

Mr. Weasley kept rubbing his hands while looking at the car, looking like a hardworking fly.

"How about... we fly around?" He finally couldn't help it.

"Arthur! What are you doing?" Mrs. Weasley's voice came immediately.

However, Fred and George had already opened the car door and got in! Even Ron changed his clumsy ways and got into the passenger seat.

Mr. Weasley gritted his teeth and sat directly in front of the steering wheel. "Sorry! Molly! I really can't help it!"

"Arthur! Stop right there!"

Mr. Weasley gritted his teeth and started the car directly. Then, the car soared into the sky amid Mrs. Weasley's scolding...

...

"Ginny?" Black knocked on Ginny's door. But no one answered.

However, the sharp-eyed and sharp-eared Black still heard Ginny snort angrily in the room again.

"Can you open the door?"

"No! Go talk to my dad, why are you looking for me?"

"I want to talk to you. But if you don't open the door, do we have to talk through the door?"

"Who cares about you!"

"Okay... okay, how about we make a bet?"

"What?"

"JustI bet that I can get into your room without opening the door."

"Tsk, you want to use your magic to teleport in, right? I won't bet with you!"

"It's not that magic... I can get in without teleporting or using any magic to open the door."

"Okay, then you come. I bet with you!"

Ginny turned around and looked at the door. She didn't believe that Black could get in without opening the door or using those teleportation magics.

Then, her eyes widened and she even forgot to be angry.

Because Black was like a ghost, he walked directly through the door and walked into Ginny's room very leisurely..