Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

"I am now terribly strong." Harry rolled up his sleeves and said proudly.

With the help of the soul lantern, his magic level has improved by leaps and bounds, and with the help of the puppet body, the speed of practicing magic has also been significantly improved.

With his strength soaring, the young Harry will inevitably be proud.

"Well, I am very pleased to see you work so hard." Black patted Harry on the shoulder and encouraged.

"In this case, I will tell you what the first project is, and I believe you will be much calmer."

Harry looked at Black hesitantly, "The content of the first project? But... this seems a bit unfair, after all, other people don't know what the first project is before the game starts."

According to the rules of the game, all warriors know what they will face on the day of the game.

Of course, this is just a superficial rule...

Black looked at Harry as if he was a fool.

"So, your election as a warrior must be very fair?"

Harry was speechless. Although he wanted to prove himself, there was no doubt that his election as a warrior was 100% shady...

Thinking of this, Harry's face immediately turned red like a monkey's butt...

"You are blushing like a bubble teapot!" Black said impatiently. "Do you think the other warriors really don't know the content of the game? Naive! After we knew the game items, we told you the first time. Do you think they would not tell their warriors? Cheating is a tradition of the championship..."

"Huh?" Although Harry didn't know what a bubble teapot was, he still doubted what Black said. "But... I know you have a way to get the project content, but how did the professors of other schools get the information?"

Black sighed, pulled a chair over and sat down, "You are a Gryffindor, it's normal to be reckless, but you have to use your brain... Didn't you notice Hagrid when you were out recently?"

Although Harry often studied spells in this empty classroom, he still had to attend the classes he should attend, so of course he had seen Hagrid.

Then, Hagrid's extremely strange behavior recently appeared in Harry's mind...

"Well... Indeed... Hagrid hasn't been right recently... He actually used a whole bucket of oil to comb his hair as shiny as Malfoy's... And... He even customized a suit."

03"Well, you can notice these, which proves that you are not even more stupid... A man who suddenly becomes particularly concerned about his image, don't doubt it, he must have fallen in love." Black said with certainty.

"What? Falling in love? Hagrid?" Harry was stunned. The first thing that came to his mind was Hagrid's huge body. Which woman could...

Then Ms. Maxime's unusually large body appeared in Harry's mind.……

“It seems that you have thought of it.” Black nodded, “Hagrid is almost hooked… What else can’t be told to Madam Maxime? If she knows, Fleur will know it too.”

“But… how does Madam Maxime know that Hagrid knows?” Harry asked again.

“Well, good question, this has to start with the tradition of the Tournament… Throughout history, the first event of the Tournament has basically been a confrontation with magical creatures… Well, I remember that in the history of the Tournament, there was a casualty because a warrior failed to deal with a cockatrice.”

Harry immediately understood after hearing this, “If the first event is related to magical creatures, then these magical creatures will definitely be placed in the Forbidden Forest, and the one who knows the Forbidden Forest best is Hagrid, the gamekeeper! So, as long as you contact Hagrid, you will definitely get the information you want from him!”

Harry’s brain is actually not bad, but he is just too lazy to use it sometimes.

"That's right... Harry, you have to learn to use your brain more. And, in many cases, don't care too much about what is right or wrong... As long as the result is good, it doesn't matter if the process is a little bit dishonorable. For example, when you see Voldemort in front of you, do you fight him 1v1 with justice, or call us to join in a just gang fight?" Black persuaded.

After Miss Know-It-All was pried away by him, Mr. Savior lost an external brain. If he wants to survive the next crisis, he has to grow a brain quickly.

Harry's eyes widened, hiss! That makes sense!

At the same time, he felt a little itchy in his head... hiss, it seems that his brain is growing!

"Okay, tell me, what will I face in the first project? I am so strong now. Even if I face the giant monster I met at the beginning, I have the confidence to beat it!" Harry said very carefully.

He has indeed mastered a lot of powerful spells these days, and he is still very confident in dealing with trolls and the like.

Black patted Harry's shoulder with satisfaction, as if his son had finally grown up.

"It's good that you have confidence. I was afraid that you would be scared by the fire dragon."

"No! I...wait, what did you say just now? Fire dragon?"

"Yeah, fire dragon."

"You are not talking about...the kind of fire dragon you raise, right?"

"Yeah...about the same." Black nodded.

"Hehe...hehe..." Harry showed a silly smile on his face, "Black, can I still quit?"

"Aren't you afraid?" Black asked dissatisfiedly.

"That's a fire dragon!" Harry jumped up, "This thing can fly, and... that dragon breath..."

Harry thought of the big black dragon that Black had raised, which was so majestic... Was he as tall as its toes?

"I think you misunderstood a little bit. They transportedThe dragons that came were all semi-wild dragons from the dragon reserve. They are totally different from the ones I raise. You know, the cute little ones I raise are all mutated. "

Blake immediately realized why Harry was so scared. He was scared by the dragons he raised, but the dragons he raised were all mutated and evolved, how could wild ones compare?

"You call that big guy a cute little one? No wonder you and Hagrid get along so well..." Harry was numb.

"Isn't it cute?" Black was a little surprised. This thing, he could knock it down with a slap, how could it not be a cute little one?

"As long as you are happy..." Harry lay on the chair and was upset.

"No matter how weak the dragon is, it is still stronger than other magical animals. In addition to the strong magic resistance, they can also fly! ”

If he really wants to fight a giant monster, Harry can still move around and fight a fire dragon?

Well... let's think about how to die with more dignity.

Blake said helplessly: "What's wrong with the fire dragon flying? Can't you fly?"

Harry's eyes lit up, "Yes! I can fly too!"

But his eyes soon dimmed again, "Even if I can fly... but compared to the fire dragon..."

"You are facing a fire dragon, are other warriors facing small lizards? Others don't have soul lanterns or other things to improve their strength! And... others are fighting in person! You are just a puppet clone!"

"I have helped you cheat to this extent, but you don't even dare to face a fire dragon? How can you be called a warrior? ”

“You really disappoint me…”

Harry was stunned. Yes! I used puppets to fight! I’m not afraid of anything!

Because he heard that the opponent was a dragon, and he thought that dragons were as scary as the ones raised by Black, so he was so shocked that he forgot that he used puppets to fight.

Thinking of this, he was so ashamed that he couldn’t even raise his head.

There was no danger at all, but he was still so timid… What’s the difference between me and Peter Pettigrew?

“I… I understand!” Harry said shamefully.

Black shook his head, “Maybe I asked too much of you. I now understand Hagrid’s thoughts a little…”

“I’m used to my own strength, and I often can’t help but measure others by my own standards. But... in fact, just like Hagrid, the magical animals he can subdue with one hand can often eat ordinary wizards alive..."

"If it weren't for that plan... I wouldn't make it so difficult for you..."

Hearing the plan against Voldemort, Harry raised his head and said with a firm look: "I will complete the task!"

Black said: "I actually always believe in your determination. So... how do you plan to deal with the dragon?"

"On the ground, I am no match for the dragon, I need to fly!" Harry frowned.Mei said: "But, I can't bring a broom into the competition site!"

"I have two ways here." Black said.

He didn't have the idea of ​​deliberately not telling the answer and then testing the savior.

That's really boring, it's better to tell him the method directly.

After all, Harry himself is not a Gryffindor who is good at thinking.

It's better to tell him the answer earlier, let him practice more, and finally just rush! Make the success rate of the plan higher.

"What method?" Harry asked in surprise.

He thought for a while and only thought of using a broom, but he didn't know how to bring the broom in, and Black had two ways?

"Do you want to be safer or more pretentious?" Black laughed.

"Tell me." Harry's interest was immediately aroused.

"Safer, you can practice the flying spell and then summon your broom on the spot." Black replied.

"Good idea!" Harry's eyes widened. This idea really hit the mark! Moreover, although the Flying Spell was a spell that could only be learned by seniors, he had a cheat now! It was still very easy to learn the Flying Spell!

"What's the second way?" Harry was also very interested in the idea of ​​showing off. After all, which teenager didn't have the idea of ​​showing off?

"The second way is to fly yourself."

"Me? I fly myself?" Harry was stunned. (To read the exciting novels, go to Flying Novel Network!)

Blake took out a book, then turned to one of the pages and spread it in front of Harry.

"Flying Spell. Flying directly without any tools...very cool and pretentious." Blake said calmly.

This book was the so-called reward from the tower that Phil Thompson brought that day.

When Phil Thompson saw Harry use the Flying Spell, he knew that his attitude in completing the task was not perfunctory.

Harry's eyes lit up as he read the contents of the book. He didn't expect there was such a good spell!

If he learned the flying spell, he would not fall down even if his broom was tampered with in future Quidditch matches!

And...

Thinking of himself soaring into the sky in front of the dragon... that scene...

"Coach! I want to learn this!" Harry said excitedly.

...

When Black returned to the bottom of his tower, he felt a long-lost backache.

He didn't understand... Why couldn't Harry learn such a simple spell like the flying spell after spending several hours?

However, it was not without gain. At least, when he came back, Harry could stay in the sky for a few seconds...

Black took out a cup of milk tea and took a big sip, then exhaled heavily.

Well, I made the same mistake as Hagrid. How can I impose my standards on others?

Harry is learning faster than Hagrid.He was on himself, just because his cheats were not as expensive as his own!

Thinking of this, the tangle on Blake's face disappeared. He would just temporarily increase Harry's cheats tomorrow.

Blake's mood became cheerful again. At this time, he strode up the tower and walked towards his office.

The door of the office was open.

This happened frequently recently... because that person never showed courtesy when he came to see him. []

Sure enough, in the dim office, there stood a slender figure.

"Miss Thompson..." Blake said as usual.

Then his voice paused, because the girl turned her head, and he realized that it was not Phil Thompson, but Fleur Delacour...

Fleur looked at Blake vigilantly, "Who is Miss Thompson? Does she come to see you often? When did you meet?"

The name that Blake blurted out as soon as he entered the door must be extraordinary! This proves that Miss Thompson has been looking for 007 Black at this time recently! She must know who this vixen is!

Black pulled out his wand expressionlessly, "Oblivion..."

If it were normal times, or if Phil Thompson was just an ordinary girl, Black would never use the Oblivion Spell on Fleur. He would explain to Fleur very patiently. After all, he is a man who aspires to be the King of the Sea!

But... Phil Thompson is an extremely dangerous person! According to her understanding of Fleur, after knowing that she and Phil Thompson have a strange relationship, she will definitely contact her later!

In order to prevent Fleur from contacting that crazy woman and then getting hurt, it is better to use the Oblivion Spell to stop the loss in time...

Fleur was hit by the Oblivion Spell, and a trace of trance flashed in her eyes.

"Sorry, Fleur..."

"What?"

Fleur shook her head and frowned in confusion. She always felt that she had forgotten something that seemed a little important?

"I say... Good evening, Fleur." Blake put away his wand without leaving any trace and greeted again.

"Good evening... Blake."

"Why did you show up in my office so late?"

Fleur pursed her lips, "Your door is not locked... I thought you were inside. Sorry, I didn't mean it."

It is very rude to enter without notice, no matter when.

"It's okay, please sit down. You look very worried? Too much worry is not good for women's skin. You should relax a little. For example, eat some sweets." Blake took out his treasured candy.

"I... I'm a little scared." Fleur stammered.

She had already learned about the first project from Ms. Maxim. Fire dragon... Who wouldn't be afraid of such a creature?

However, she was always proud and strong in front of everyone... and only in front of Blake did she reveal her weakness...

She admittedShe was just scared. If Blake wasn't here, she wouldn't know who to tell her fear to...

"Is it for the first competition?" Blake asked with a smile.

"Yeah." Fleur looked at Blake's smile. She always felt that Blake's smile was very reassuring.

Blake took out a shiny bracelet from the drawer and handed it over, "This is for you... Wear it during the competition. It can prevent fire to a certain extent..."

Fleur looked at the shiny and exquisite bracelet, her eyes were shining. He knows what I'm worried about! He has me in his heart!

Blake not only cares about Fleur, but unlike Harry, Fleur is capable of dealing with fire dragons, but she is just too nervous now.

As for this bracelet, it is a purple quality fire resistance bracelet opened from the treasure chest. With this, even if you are sprayed by dragon breath, you will not be hurt. Blake has a lot of such equipment. If they are kept in his system warehouse, they will sooner or later be decomposed into materials. It is better to give Fleur a wave of goodwill.

"Thank you!"

Furong came over excitedly, and then, under Blake's slightly shocked gaze, she used the unique enthusiasm of a French girl to repay Blake. .