Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

Blake sped up and swam towards the bright place.

There was no light under the water, so something that could glow by itself might be a treasure.

Of course, it could also be a radioactive stone or something...

However, when Blake got closer, he found that it was not a stone, but a strange metal ball the size of a fist!

Blake held his breath and approached cautiously.

After observing for a long time and finding that there was no danger, he reached out and picked up the metal ball.

Blake used the system's identification interface to simply identify the metal ball.

A line of information appeared in front of him.

[Puppet Ball (Broken).

Function: A complete puppet ball can directly transform into a combat puppet with the same combat power as the user, and can master all the skills of the user. It is a combat puppet that completely obeys the user. It is the masterpiece of the alchemy master Blake Green.

But this puppet ball was seriously damaged and temporarily lost its function. 】

"Hmm?" Bu 843 Lake frowned immediately.

"The masterpiece of the alchemist master Black Green? What the hell! When did I ever make such a thing?" Black wondered if he had lost his memory.

Suddenly, he thought of a possibility...

Bu 843 Lake didn't have time to think about it. This was not the place to think. Even for him, it was impossible to stay at the bottom of the sea for such a long time with one breath.

Soon, Black's head emerged from the sea.

He raised his hand holding the puppet ball and wiped off the dirt on it with his fingers.

Judging from the traces of seawater corrosion on the ball, this ball has been at the bottom of the sea for hundreds of years!

Blake understood that this might be something that his future self left behind after returning to the past...

Otherwise, how could this thing that had been at the bottom of the sea for hundreds of years be made by himself?

However... could it become a combat puppet with the same combat power as the original owner? If so, this thing is too amazing!

Blake knew how strong he was. He was already invincible, and if there was another one, wouldn't it be...wait...

Blake suddenly understood why his future self made such a thing.

As long as this thing was there...then, Blake and the leader of the fourth calamity could appear at the same time...

Then, he could spend his days leisurely in Hogwarts while letting the combat puppet go out and have fun as the leader of the fourth calamity!

No one outside had ever seen the leader of the fourth calamity. As long as the puppet wore a mask and a black robe...who could recognize him?

Tsk tsk...what self-defense tears!

Blake immediately swam towards the yacht. This combat puppet must be repaired as soon as possible! Even if it cannot be repaired, a new one must be made!

Because this is not suitable for the current stageIt is really important for Black.

After Black got on the boat, he ran back to the room with the puppet ball.

This is technical assistance from his future self, and he must figure it out!

…

"You, why don't you resurrect?"

In the tent where Voldemort was hiding.

Dracula, wearing a red cloak, asked coldly.

Voldemort was lying on the bed, looking at the red cloak in front of him with his slender eyes.

This was his first time meeting this legendary red cloak.

He was angry at the rudeness of the red cloak.

However, Tom always knew how to seek benefits and avoid harm.

Now he is no longer the invincible Dark Lord. He is a rookie who can be strangled to death at any time.

Moreover, the power of this red cloak can indeed be used!

So, Voldemort did not lose his temper, but calmly replied: "I need fresh blood from an enemy. But I haven't succeeded yet."

Dracula frowned, "Your enemies are everywhere. Is it difficult to get some blood from your enemies?"

"No! I need the blood of that boy, Harry Potter! Only with his blood, I don't have to worry about the protective magic on him! Only with his blood, after I resurrect, can I have the same power in his blood! This can make me stronger!"

Dracula narrowed his eyes slightly. He also knew how Voldemort died, so he also understood Voldemort's obsession.

"So, do you have a plan? We can't wait for you forever." Dracula said coldly.

"It shouldn't take long... At the end of August, the World Cup. The boy must be there, and then it will be our chance. I have to wait for my servants to come back to find out the details." Voldemort told his arrangements.

"That means there is no detailed plan yet." Dracula snorted coldly, "I don't care what you think, but I will only give you one year. If you can't be resurrected after one year, then you are not qualified to trade with me."

Dracula said, throwing out a small bag. "Here are some potion materials. I don't need to teach you how to use them, right? Humph... You look really ugly now."

After Dracula finished speaking, he turned into a sky full of tiny bats and dissipated in the air.

Voldemort looked coldly at the place where Dracula left, his eyes seemed to be on fire.

When I am resurrected, I will definitely kill you...

At this time, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and Bella and Rodolphus walked in, with Bella's face full of joy.

"Master! I got good news!"

The two had just come back and had no idea that the red cloak had come again.

"Oh? What good news?" Voldemort calmed down his anger and asked calmly.

"We caught a man from the Ministry of Magic and used the Imperius Curse to ask about the defense arrangements for the World Cup... Unexpectedly, I got aNew news!"

Bella said excitedly: "The Triwizard Tournament will be held in Hogwarts! At that time, Hogwarts will be full of good and bad people, we may be able to take advantage of this opportunity..."

Voldemort's mind moved, trying to find a way to attack Harry Potter in the Triwizard Tournament is always much safer than doing it in the World Cup! At least, there is much more room for maneuver!

After thinking for a while, he raised his head and said: "Bella... maybe the plan should be changed.".