Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

Black underestimated Professor McGonagall's enthusiasm for the stone pillars.

When Black had just finished studying the three puppets in front of him.

Behind him, Professor McGonagall's newly activated combat puppets were already surrounding him...

Professor McGonagall was standing aside and looking at those puppets, with a sickly flush on her face.

Activating so many combat puppets at once... exciting! Anyway, she had enough fun today!

"Ahem... Black, then please check all these old things."

Dumbledore looked at the shocked Black and said helplessly.

Black was numb, and it was not a problem for him to study and repair a few combat puppets by himself.

But now... there were as many as fifty or sixty large stone pillars!

And Professor McGonagall was still staring at him! If he did it perfunctorily, the consequences would be very serious...

And if he carefully inspected all of them... this would be a big project!

Because he had to inspect every puppet and every ancient rune circuit!

Maybe he wouldn't be able to have a hot dinner in time!

"Professor Green, you can finish your teaching first, and then start the inspection. Of course, if the inspection of the combat puppet is also part of your teaching, you can do it at the same time." Professor McGonagall looked at Black with a fake smile.

"Oh... of course! You are very thoughtful!" Black responded with a smile, but his slightly twitching mouth corners revealed his mood.

However, Black did not give up the unfinished course. He took this opportunity to introduce the characteristics and performance of these top-grade alchemical puppets to all students in an easy-to-understand way.

It must be said that the founders of Hogwarts are indeed remarkable people.

After thousands of years, these alchemical puppets have only a little wear and tear on their bodies.

The magic circuits in their bodies have not had any problems!

This is incredible for anything.

Moreover, Blake has also benefited a lot from those puppets.

Although the application of those ancient runes is not as simple as Blake pursues, it is precisely because they are a little cumbersome that they make up for the durability problem of simple ancient runes!

Durable and practical, if they can achieve these two points, they are enough to be called the best alchemical puppets.

Black pondered for a long time, and then discussed with Dumbledore who was still watching the fun, "Professor, these puppets are all good puppets, but their attack methods seem too monotonous. Moreover, they are not strong enough..."

These spears and short swords were indeed sharp weapons a thousand years ago, but now...

Although the wizarding world is developing slowly, the spells cast by wizards today are still much more powerful than those cast a thousand years ago.

In other words, these puppets that could withstand the opponent's spells or crossbows and swords should upgrade their defenses.

AndMoreover, the attack method is only cold weapons, which is also behind the times.

Combined with the current development of the wizarding world... at least a crossbow should be installed, right?

In this era where wizard battles are passionate shooting, the fighting method of Gryffindor, who holds a wand in one hand and a long sword in the other, has disappeared.

Therefore, turning these melee combat puppets into long-range soldiers will be more deterrent to those wizards!

After listening to Black's analysis, Dumbledore also thought it made sense, and...

Although Black has not told him, combined with some of Black's recent arrangements in Hogwarts, he always feels that Black seems to be intentionally upgrading the security defense of Hogwarts...

Dumbledore guessed that perhaps, in the future, there will be some major events that endanger Hogwarts. As for why Black did not tell him... perhaps he has his own ideas.

Under such circumstances, Dumbledore did not stop Black's plans, and even gave him a lot of support.

Otherwise, although he would still let Big Bear come in to guard the hunting ground, he would definitely not agree to open up a place in the Forbidden Forest to graze those dangerous magical animals...

"So... how do you plan to upgrade the combat methods of these puppets?" Dumbledore asked. "Do you want to install some crossbows? What I want to say is that ordinary crossbows are not a big threat to wizards. A wizard can easily transform these ordinary crossbows into other useless things with Transfiguration"

"I know, so... I will make a batch of alchemical weapons that are immune to the control of wizards. And... in this era, crossbows are actually backward..." Black laughed.

Dumbledore had a bad feeling in his heart, "Do you mean... you want to equip these puppets with Muggle guns?"

"Not Muggle guns, professor, but modified alchemical guns!" Black said excitedly.

Upgrade to crossbows? Times have changed! Guns are better than wands!

Dumbledore was even black, "Will this be... too dangerous..."

Black said firmly: "If weapons are not dangerous, what are they called weapons? Besides, they are weapons to protect ourselves! The more powerful the better! We can choose not to draw swords, but we can't be without swords!"

"We can choose not to draw swords, but we can't be without swords..." Dumbledore thought about this sentence carefully.

"Okay, I agree. But..." Dumbledore looked at the knight-shaped combat puppets, and then imagined what they would look like holding guns...

Well, it's weird no matter how you think about it!

"I will hide these hot weapons on them. They will not be exposed normally. They will only be taken out when they are really needed."

Black guessed Dumbledore's idea, and he also felt the same way, so hiding hot weapons can be done without destroying the beauty of these puppets.

ReallyWhen they are needed, all these puppets will pull out their automatic rifles, and the enemy will be stunned.

"That's good, otherwise... it's a bit weird..." Dumbledore said helplessly.

If we wait for the semi-finals to start, people from other schools will come to Hogwarts, and then see the statue of the knight carrying an AK47 when they enter the door...

The picture is so beautiful that I can't imagine the expressions of people from other schools at that time...

"I will apply a layer of paint on these combat puppets... It can prevent spells."

Painting to prevent spells is a bit like applying a layer of magic immunity to these puppets.

If the opponent really breaks in, they are also wizards, and wizards all use spells, so it is enough to directly apply a layer of paint with magic immunity, which is very cost-effective.

As for this kind of magic immunity paint, Black has already made the formula, and it only needs to be boiled.

Black recommended the diligent Professor Snape to take on this important task. As for the painting, it would be left to the house elves.

As for Black himself... he had to modify the ancient rune circuits of these puppets. Otherwise, these puppets would only know how to use swords, but not guns. How could that work?

As for the gun skills of these puppets, there was no need to worry. Combat puppets, to put it bluntly, were robots in the wizarding world.

Without the ability to aim and lock heads, are they worthy of being called combat puppets?

After discussing everything with Dumbledore, Black realized that Professor McGonagall had been standing aside and listening.

"Ahem... Minerva, I wonder if you agree?" Dumbledore asked awkwardly.

"You are the headmaster, Albus, you can decide these things." Professor McGonagall had no objection. After all, this was also for the safety of the school.

Although she still felt that these upgrades of Black were a bit unnecessary. After all, who would attack a magic school for no reason?

"But I have a question now." Professor McGonagall suddenly asked.

"Professor, please go!" Black said happily. (To read the novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

The proposal was passed, and Black was of course happy. The safer Hogwarts is, the more at ease he is.

"That is... how do you plan to restore these puppets to their original positions?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"Uh..." Black looked at the dozens of huge combat puppets, his face a little black.

Professor McGonagall said: "When I was the vice-chancellor, I knew that these puppets were disposable. Once awakened, they would run out of magic power and turn into statues after the battle. However, I think, Professor Green, as a master of alchemy, you will definitely be able to repair and restore them again, and put them back to their original positions after the transformation is successful, right?"

"Ah... can... can..." Blake looked at the dozens of puppets and felt a little worried. []

In fact, this job is not difficult for him, it's just the workload...

"Very good, I believeI believe you, Black." Professor McGonagall raised her lips slightly and turned away.

Black looked at Dumbledore helplessly, "Professor, I heard that you are also a master of alchemy, and your level is very high..."

"Oh, I suddenly remembered that I haven't fed Fawkes yet, I'm leaving first. Oh, I don't know if it will be angry..." Dumbledore turned and left.

"Ah..." Black opened his mouth weakly, "This..."

"We can help you!" Fred and George said in unison.

Merlin, repair and upgrade the equipment of the battle puppet! It's cool to think about it!

"We can too!"

The students volunteered one after another.

I have to say that Black was actually very tempted, but...

"I understand your ideas, but... Unfortunately, your level is not enough to help me complete these tasks. ”

With the level of these students, it would be a blessing if they don’t cause trouble. Why ask them to help?

Besides, there are guys like Fred and George. God knows if they will install some weird things on these puppets when he is not paying attention.

He will not underestimate the creativity of the Weasley twins!

Among all the students, only Hermione and Cassandra, the two academic masters who have studied with him for the longest time, can barely help him a little.

After announcing the end of get out of class, Black took out a potion formula and handed it to Cassandra.

“Please take this to your dean, and tell him to get ten barrels first... the barrels he uses to store toad viscera. It’s best to get it done before tonight.”

“As for Hermione, please help me find Professor Babel... We have to add some new era magic circuits to these old guys. ”

Black took out his magic address book again and turned to the page about Nicolas Flamel...

“..Teacher, are you there? I have a very interesting job here..."

...

That night, when Snape placed the tenth bucket of magic defense paint in front of Black with an expressionless face.

Black had just finished the transformation of the last combat puppet with Professor Babel.

Black stuffed an automatic rifle that he had prepared long ago into the hands of the combat puppet.

The combat puppet's chest automatically opened a hole, and the puppet stuffed the rifle in...

Then, over there Several house elves who had been waiting for a long time took the big brushes and picked up the magic defense paint that Snape had just put down and began to paint the last puppet...

On the other side, Nicolas Flamel, who was doing the final inspection of the completed puppets, also finished his work.

"Okay, it's finally done..." Blake stretched his body as if relieved, and then his bones began to crackle.

Snape said coldly: "I don't know what you are crazy about! Transforming these things for no reasonWhat? "

In order to help the hateful Black boil these ten barrels of magic defense paint, Snape was busy all afternoon! Even little Lily had to be temporarily entrusted to Madam Pomfrey's care...

Black is simply unforgivable! Hateful! Extremely hateful!

"Severus... You know, the safer Hogwarts is, the better..." Black sat on the ground without any image, muttering.

Snape frowned slightly when he heard this, but he didn't say anything more. He threw his black wizard robe and walked straight to the school hospital.

"It seems... you are indeed in some trouble. "Nicolas Flamel also sat next to Black.

After drinking the life-extending potion, Nicolas Flamel's body was much better than before, and he would not be so easily broken again.

Otherwise, he would not be able to help Black too much today.

"There are indeed some troubles, but I will handle them." Black said calmly.

Nicolas Flamel nodded, "Well, Albus and I also think so (good Zhao Zhao), if you don't want to say it, we won't ask. However, we will still support you. We are all willing to believe in you."

"Thank you for your trust..." Black said with some emotion.

Not everyone can give him so much trust, let him do so many things, and don't ask why.

Dumbledore has always supported him, and he didn't ask him why. Of course, Black can understand his thoughts.

"I... I actually think Hogwarts may encounter some crises in the future, but... I can't be sure. "Black said.

If his vest had not fallen off, Hogwarts would still be safe.

If the tower knew that he was the leader of the Fourth Plague and the culprit who killed Voldemort, then it would be hard to say.

"We believe in you, and please believe in your own judgment. Over the years, you have created many miracles...so, it is natural for us to believe in you. "

Nicolas Flamel tried his best to calm Black's emotions. No matter how great his achievements were, he was still just a teenager.

And... he had communicated with Dumbledore, and they both felt that there was another possibility that Black had so many actions, because he felt that he was about to leave...

To go on a time travel with an unknown end.

Perhaps, he would just disappear for a few seconds and then reappear from the gate.

Or perhaps... he would be away for a very long time before returning at some point in the future.

So, everything Black did was to prepare for his departure.

The child wanted to provide enough protection for Hogwarts and everything he cared about and cherished before leaving.

It turns out that there are indeed indelible traces left by Black in history. He could not leave this journey.Avoid.

He will definitely go on the road, it is a lonely journey...