Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

"Fus-Loda!"

"To-Su!"

In the subspace, Blake looked up and watched two giant dragons in the sky spraying each other with dragon language magic...

One was a mutant fire dragon covered with black scales, and the other was a very skinny undead bone dragon.

The two dragons had been fighting in the air for an hour.

It seemed that they were evenly matched...

But Blake knew that if it weren't for the rule that both sides could only use dragon language magic, the big black dragon would have been eaten alive by the bone dragon...

But even so, the big black dragon that was released into the sea was still covered in a mass of frost breath by the bone dragon five minutes later, and it fainted directly, and its huge body fell from the sky.

Blake raised his hand, and the black dragon's body, which was falling rapidly, was fixed in the air, and then slowly fell to the ground.

"Boom!"

When the black dragon landed, the bone dragon also landed not far away.

Its eyes, which were made of dark green soul fire, flickered, and a consciousness was transmitted.

"Its... too weak..."

"I know it's not as strong as you, but you have to know that undead creatures have a natural advantage in fighting, because you are not afraid of pain. Besides, the black dragon's body has not evolved to the extreme. Of course, it can't beat you."

Black picked up the wand and treated the black dragon.

Not long after, the black dragon woke up. It looked at the ancient dragon not far away, who was throwing Dementors into its mouth with its claws like eating candy beans, and fear flashed in its eyes.

Ever since Black taught it dragon language magic, the black dragon felt that he was almost invincible.

It had a kind of spirit that if Black didn't come out, no one would compete with him.

As a result... Black directly pulled out such a pile of bones and fought with it...

Then Dahei's arrogance was directly beaten away.

This thing is really too terrifying...

"Dahei, now you know how powerful it is, right? There are still many powerful forces in this world that you have not seen, so don't be complacent. After all, even I dare not say that I am invincible."

The big black dragon nodded repeatedly, and now it has been completely convinced.

How can I say that I am powerful if I can't even beat a bone frame...

Blake looked at his watch, "Okay, I should leave too, Dahei, you stay here for a while and learn how to fight from others."

The big black dragon glanced at the ancient dragon opposite and trembled all over, but because of Blake's majesty, he had to nod and agree.

The bone dragon is a powerful undead creature summoned by Black from another undead world. In that world where undead creatures devour each other.

The bone dragon has grown to this level, and it can be said that it has experienced many battles.

If Dahei can learn some dragon fighting methods from it, it will be of great benefit to it.Great benefits.

After Blake explained the ancient dragon, he left the warp and returned to his home in Godric's Hollow.

He opened the door and walked out pretending to have just woken up.

"Good afternoon, Blake. It looks like you had a good nap." Nagini brought a cup of hot tea.

"Yeah... OK." After drinking the tea, Blake said, "I plan to go out for a while..."

"Where to go?"

"To meet someone. It's almost time." Blake looked at the time again.

"Okay, I'll go with you." Nagini took off her apron and took her equipment.

Blake had said long ago that Nagini would follow him wherever he went, so he did not stop Nagini from going to see Dracula with him.

"Where are you going? Can I go with you?" Rebecca asked doubtfully.

"We're going out to talk to someone about something, and it's not convenient to bring you along." Black explained.

"Oh, then you guys should come back early. I'll wait for you to eat in the evening." Rebecca lowered her head obediently and continued to study her textbook.

Black nodded to Nagini, and then they left home together.

Without wasting time, Black picked a hidden corner and directly opened the dimensional door and left Godric's Hollow...

...

"I didn't expect you to ask me to meet here." Black looked around with interest.

The place where Dracula asked him out was actually in an ordinary coffee shop run by Muggles.

He thought the other party would find a tavern run by a wizard or something.

"The environment here is quite good. Suitable for conversation. And, don't worry, I used a little magic, they can't hear our conversation." Dracula, who looked a little pale, responded with a smile.

"The environment is really good. Fortunately, the clothes we changed when we went out were not so weird, otherwise, it would be out of place here."

This coffee shop is quite big. Their seat is near the window, and they can clearly see the Muggles coming and going on the street outside. Black and Nagini sat on the same side, while Dracula sat on the other side.

"I heard that you were born in the Muggle world, so you must not be unfamiliar with such occasions like ordinary wizards." Dracula said, adding two sugar cubes to the coffee cup in front of him.

"Well, of course... um? Mr. Tepesh, you don't look very good? Are you feeling unwell?" Black asked knowingly.

"Ah... nothing, I just haven't rested well because I've been studying alchemy lately." Dracula said as he pretended to be natural and took a sip of coffee.

To be honest, he was so weak today, and it was also due to Blake...

He thought he could get away with it, but he didn't expect... Blake, a weakling, could actuallyUsing ancient runes, such a powerful force burst out.

Although the last clone was killed so quickly that he couldn't even notice who gave him the final blow.

However, Dracula felt the numbness of being struck by lightning at the last moment of the clone... and he had just seen Black use a card with lightning magic...

In other words, his clone was most likely temporarily controlled for a short time by some ancient rune card with lightning magic of Black, and then killed by Dumbledore and Grindelwald together...

For masters like Dumbledore and Grindelwald, being controlled for a short moment is enough to be fatal...

Every time Dracula thought of this, his heart was bleeding!

That was one of the few high-quality clones he had left... Unexpectedly, it was unexpectedly destroyed there in that way because of Blake...

This forced him to dig out an old clone he had made a long time ago.

That is the current clone.

Although it can still be used, this clone is far inferior to the previous high-level clones in terms of strength and touch...

"I don't know if you have heard that in addition to my achievements in alchemy, I have also made achievements in potion science." Blake said, taking out a small bottle and handing it over.

"Of course I have heard of this. It only took you one minute to create a potion formula that can cure dragon pox. There is no doubt that your attainments in potion science are absolutely master-level." Dracula complimented while taking the small bottle.

The small bottle was an ordinary glass bottle, filled with a transparent liquid. With Dracula's level of potion, he had no way of identifying what kind of potion it was.

He asked hesitantly: "I'm not very good at potion... Um, what kind of potion is this you gave me?"

"This is my homemade disease-eliminating potion, which can treat more than 70 basic diseases, and it is very beneficial for restoring energy. It is now used for clinical treatment in St. Mungo's." Black introduced.

"Oh... you are really amazing." Dracula squinted at the medicine bottle in his hand, his face full of surprise.

"If you trust me, you can drip a little into your coffee now, and then you will know if I am right." Black suggested with a smile.

Dracula's expression did not change at all, and he opened the small bottle directly. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

"Of course I trust you." Dracula simply dropped a drop of potion into the coffee, then took the coffee and drank it all.

Dracula put down the cup, picked up a handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth, still without changing his expression.

If Blake's true eye hadn't noticed that his eyes were twitching slightly and there was a flash of shock in his eyes, he would have almost really believed that Dracula completely trusted him.

Blake daredI bet Dracula was definitely planning to use some tricks, pretending to drink the coffee dripped with potion, but actually not drinking it.

However, Blake's potion has a characteristic, that is, it melts in the mouth...[]

It caught Dracula off guard! God knows how shocked Dracula was when he found that the coffee in the cup disappeared directly into his mouth...

In fact, as Blake expected, Dracula still had a little vigilance against Blake.

Magic potions are not to be taken casually. Although this is just a backward clone, it is also a small stock left.

If I was killed by a cup of poisoned coffee from Blake, then I might really come out in person!

Just thinking about it, I don't feel safe!

Just when Dracula barely concealed the expression of shock and anger on his face, he suddenly felt an indescribable sense of relief coming from this clone's body!

This body used to feel blocked when it moved, but now it has become flexible!

Even the mind has become clearer!

Could it be that the potion that Blake gave him was really a good one? !

Dracula thought about it and immediately felt that he was too cautious.

That's right! Blake had no need or motivation to poison him!

It was his usual caution that made him fight wits and courage with the air here...

Tsk, what a shame, Dracula...

After Dracula complained about himself, he said to Blake in surprise: "This...this potion is really magical! I feel much more energetic! Even my body feels a lot lighter!"

"Look, I didn't lie to you, did I? You have to pay attention to rest when studying alchemy in the future. If you feel uncomfortable, write to me again. I have a lot of this kind of potion."

"Okay, okay, then I won't be polite!" Dracula said excitedly.

He couldn't help but get excited, because just after he finished complimenting Black, he was shocked to find that the quality of this clone, which was a bit low, was actually rising after drinking that drop of magic potion!

Black is really a talent! If the organization can recruit him and let him help them get more potions! Then his clone... no, the original body can definitely evolve to a higher quality!

Thinking of this, Dracula's heart was full of enthusiasm.

"You're welcome. I benefited a lot from the exchange of alchemy between you and me before, so these potions are nothing. Your health is more important."

Dracula suddenly felt a sense of guilt in his heart.

Black actually wanted to thank me simply?

Tsk... I just suspected that Black had bad intentions towards me, I'm really damned!

Speaking of which, what on me is worth Black doing this?

Dracula was dissatisfied with his paranoia.

However, when he heard Blake mention alchemy, he remembered the purpose of asking Blake to come here today.

"By the way, you said last time that you wanted to see the originals of those pictures, didn't you?" Dracula took out a large, ancient book from his bag.

Good stuff is here! Blake's eyes lit up and he quickly took the book.

The material of this book is very special. It feels neither like paper nor sheepskin, but a bit like soft bark.

It seems to be papyrus from ancient Egypt.

Books made of papyrus... There are definitely not many in the world today.

In other words, this book is already a priceless treasure, regardless of its content.

Blake looked at the cover of the book - "The Book of Abraham".

Blake opened his eyes wide. He had heard of the name of this book!

To be precise, he heard it from his alchemy teacher, Nicolas Flamel!

Blake quickly opened the title page of the book, and sure enough, a line of expected fonts was clearly visible.

"Except for the priests and the scribes responsible for transcribing the records, anyone who has read the contents of this book will be cursed!"

Blake didn't care about the so-called curse, (King Zhao's) because his physique is basically not afraid of any curse now.

What he cares about is why this book appeared in Dracula's hands!

This book should have been in Nicolas Flamel's hands!

Many years ago, Nicolas Flamel was just an ordinary scribe. After getting this book, he became a legendary alchemist.

At that time, Nicolas Flamel was a scribe in charge of transcribing, and happened to be not restricted by the curse...

Nicolas Flamel, who fully understood this book, finally created the Philosopher's Stone that turned stones into gold and made people immortal...

Nicolas Flamel mentioned this book to him at the beginning, but because he was worried about the curse, he didn't pass it to Blake.

Unexpectedly, Blake would get this book in this way... Could this be Nicolas Flamel's book? Stolen by Dracula and his men?

However, if such an important book was lost, how could Nicolas Flamel not have mentioned it to him?

Blake frowned slightly.

Dracula thought that Blake's surprised expression was because he saw the book, and he didn't care.

"The pictures I showed you before were all copied from this book. I think that with your level of alchemy, you are fully qualified to see the original! So, I brought it to you." Dracula smiled.

With this book, it would be too easy to lure Blake to join his organization! Even he couldn't resist this temptation at the time! For alchemists like them, this kind of knowledge is a priceless treasure!

However, Dracula imagined that Blake would be excited but it didn't happen.

Blake seemed very calm.

"Uh...what's wrong? Is there something wrong with this book?" Dracula asked in confusion.

Blake closed the book, squinted his eyes and asked: "There is indeed a problem...…This book should have always been in the hands of my teacher Nicolas Flamel, why… did it appear in your hands? ”.