Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

"How about a proper apology to that child."

Dumbledore sat behind his desk.

He smiled slightly awkwardly.

After the incident with Tom, he was already a little stressed.

Therefore, he would habitually take things in the wrong direction. Thinking.

That's why he subconsciously misunderstood Blake and thought he had done something bad.

But he didn't expect that the child not only did not do something bad as he thought , but actually did something good. He inspired an entire college. Most of the children were motivated and motivated. They also said heart-warming words that moved the professor. Such a kind and smart child. I actually suspected him of doing bad things?

……

"Hey, I really feel like I'm going back as I live, I should have apologized to him on the spot."

Dumbledore shook his head.

He had been free and easy all his life. Why did he lose face now just for a trivial matter?

Then, Dumbledore had already begun to think about how to compensate the child.

Although the child did not say anything, he I know.

The feeling of being wronged is very bad.

We must quickly understand this bad influence!

Otherwise, what will happen if this child refuses to do good things in the future!

Just as Dumbledore was about to get up, he went to Black to talk seriously. When I was apologizing, an owl suddenly flew in from the window.

It dropped a red letter. It turned around and flew away.

When Dumbledore saw the letter, his face froze slightly.

"Howler letter?"

It's been a long time since he received a roaring letter...

Dumbledore thought about it and found that he hadn't done anything particularly controversial recently.

Who would send him a roaring letter?

Dumbledore decided to listen..

But... of course it was impossible to let the sound of the letter get out.

Dumbledore waved his wand.

A big bubble appeared in the air.

The bubble flew over, wrapping up the roaring letter that was about to explode.. Then

, Dumbledore waved his wand and let the envelope open.

"Galala."

The envelope automatically transformed into the shape of a mouth.

It began to roar.

However, under Dumbledore's spell, the sound of the roaring letter was about the same as that of an ordinary person...

But... after hearing the roaring letter, After the sound,

Dumbledore's face suddenly froze.

Because……

"Dumbledore, you old fool!"

"That kid Blake has obviously done good things."

"But you suspect him of doing bad things?"

"If I had known, I wouldn't have given you any clues about Blake's life experience!"

"You can't take care of Blake at all!"

"Think about it, I even sent house elves to take care of his food, clothing, housing and transportation!"

"What did you do?!"

"In your home, he will even cook for you!"

"Is this what you call taking care of him?"

"besides! when he goes to school"

"Going to take your Hogwarts Express"

"It was the station I went to alone!"

"Don’t you know how to give it away in person?"

"yes! I know you are the principal! Very busy!"

"but! As for being so busy that you don’t even have time to send your kids to the car?"

"Given your level, you put him in the car and apparated back to your school."

"How much time can it take?"

"You don't know! The house elf reported to me"

"Blake watched other people's parents seeing them off in the car."

"How full of envy is on his face!"

"If he hadn't made a few good friends before enrolling,"

"He had to be depressed at that moment!"

……

The roaring letter scolded Dumbledore for more than ten minutes! but.

What made Dumbledore look so bad.

It wasn't because of the yelling letter that I scolded myself.

But because of... the person who sent the message to me.

It's Grindelwald!

That Grindelwald who was imprisoned in Nurmengard!

Forget it's Grindelwald.

After all, Dumbledore had long known that he actually had the power.

But since Grindelwald himself doesn't come out.

It can be regarded as fulfilling the original promise.

Then sending a letter is considered within the tolerance range.

But... what just happened on my side.

Did he know it right away?

And sent yourself a ranting letter that lasted for more than ten minutes?!

This incidates that.

It just happened.

Even Dumbledore hadn't returned to his office yet.

The shouting letters have already been recorded over there!

This proves a point.

That is Grindelwald has been secretly watching this child!

Why does he care so much about this child?!

Although this is indeed his bloodline.

But Dumbledore didn't believe it based on his character.

Will do anything for a child he has never met.

So much effort goes into it!

Or is this guy still evil?

Could it be that he still had the evil intention of turning this child into a sharp sword in his hands?! (ccad) The more Dumbledore thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong.

Grindelwald is very good at instigating.

What if that child Black was taken into a ditch by him in a daze...

Dumbledore, who was getting more and more serious as he thought about it, suddenly stood up.

"Baker! come out!"

The principal's office was quiet.

Only the portraits of the principals on the wall were looking at the lost Dumbledore in surprise.

Dumbledore took a deep breath and said as calmly as possible.

"Beck, I know you're at Hogwarts, come on out"

"I have something I want you to take to your old master."

"Snapped!"

The house elf Baker timidly appeared in front of Dumbledore.

Because he also recognized Black as his master.

In other words,

Dumbledore, who has the same bloodline as Black, can also be regarded as his master.

Since he is in Ho Gwartz.

Faced with Dumbledore's call, he couldn't refuse.

Dumbledore looked at the elf in front of him.

Of course he knew it now.

Grindelwald knew the news so quickly.

It must be this little thing. letter of report

"Please help me relay these words to Grindelwald truthfully.……"

"Don't worry about Blake's affairs!"

"I can tolerate you keeping an eye on that child's growth through house elves!"

"I can also tolerate you writing to me and giving me advice"

"Because...I admit that you are right in your shouting letter...I do have things I didn't do well.……"

"but! I absolutely cannot tolerate you directly interfering in that child's education!"

"The contact between you and him can only be through me! You can't touch that child yourself!"

Dumbledore straightened up.

"Baker, do you remember?"

"Um……"Baker nodded.

"Then go ahead and don't miss a word"

"Yes Yes"

……

Nurmengard.

Grindelwald angrily threw the notebook he was summoned from.

"asshole!"

"Are you, Dumbledore, taking care of the kids?!"

"Can you carry it?"

"You can't take it with you!"

"You don’t have that ability, you know?!"

…… at this time.

Of course Blake didn't know.

Because of him.

Dumbledore and Grindelwald started fighting again. him at this time.

Holding a textbook under his arm.

With two roommates.

Go to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Dabao quietly peeked out his little head from his pocket.

The pockets transformed from the levitating cloak also come with a traceless stretching spell. (If you want to read Baoshuang novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

You can totally pretend to be a Sniff.

When Blake came to the classroom.

There are already many people sitting in the classroom.

Hermione was sitting in the chair in the third row.

Studying the Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook carefully.

At this time, Wayne and Roger also discovered Hermione.

Roger suddenly said:"Boss, do you want to continue to comfort that girl this time?"

"nonsense! The boss must be going. Didn't you see that there's still no one sitting next to that girl?"

"This proves that the boss’ last consolation was ineffective!"

"That girl still hasn't made any friends!"

"Our boss is a partner of justice"

"Of course I won’t just sit back and watch!"

"Boss! come on! we support you!"

After Wayne finished talking a lot of nonsense, he just pulled Roger and ran away.

"What the hell?……"

Blake was on the verge of tears.

But this nonsense was originally made up by him yesterday.

I only have myself to blame.

But... for Blake, who is as thick-skinned as a city wall.

There's nothing wrong with just sitting next to Hermione.

"Good morning! Hermione"

"Have you eaten breakfast?"

"I didn't see you in the auditorium this morning."

Hermione raised her head and glanced at Black angrily.

"Excuse me, what time do you get up?"

"Um... half past eight... You didn't get up early to preview the textbooks, right? Hermione said:"

Of course!" I have to preview first, otherwise what should I do if I don’t understand what the professor says next?"

"I don’t think you need to preview... because Professor Quirrell will read it to you again later.……"

Quirrell's teaching style is very simple.

As a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

If I can't demonstrate, I won't demonstrate.

Read the textbook stumblingly.

Tell me about the vampire story you made up.

Try your best to clear yourself of suspicion.

Then stick to it until the end of get out of class.

Even if the task is completed.

You don't even have to bring your wand to his classes

"how do you know? You've never taken Professor Quirrell's class"

"Because someone went there yesterday...I heard what they said"

"Huh?"Hermione suddenly saw the big treasure in Black's pocket.

"What's this?"

Dabao's cute look really touched the girl's heart.

Sure enough, Hermione immediately noticed him.

"Oh...this is my pet, Dabao."

Blake said.

He took Dabao out of his pocket.

"So...so cute! Can I touch it?"

"Of course!"

Dabao sat up and pointed at Hermione.

"Squeak! (What level are you! You want to touch me too?!)"

Blake raised his hand and pressed it on Dabao's body.

"The horse of love kills the chicken!"

""Squeak~(oo)"

I hit Blake's love horse and killed the chicken.

I was so happy that my little eyes turned white.

I fell on the table and couldn't resist anymore.

"Wow! It's so cute! I touched it and it seemed very comfortable!"

Black's movements.

Hermione was completely unaware of it.

She thought her technique was very professional.

At this time, Dabao was so happy that she could no longer do anything.

She let Hermione do whatever she wanted.

Naturally, she could no longer object.

At this time, the cute Dabao attracted All the girls in the classroom were attracted.

After all, this thing is really cute.

Seeing the girls gathered around, a tear slowly flowed from the corner of Dabao's eyes.

"Squeak~ (Boss, you are not a human! You are not a human!)"

Blake touched Dabao's head

"Thank you for your hard work!"

Then he quietly stuffed a Gold Galleon into his paw.

Dabao touched the Gold Galleon. He sat up with a lift.

With excitement on his face, he stuffed the Gold Galleon into his little pocket.

"Squeak! (Can't you just give me the money next time?)"

After receiving the money, Dabao changed his state of being like a dead fish just now.

He started acting crazily on the table.……

"Wow! It's so smart!"

"Yeah, this furry thing is so soft!"

"Little Xiu Xiu was born to be eaten by her mother! Rua!"

"Hey, whose mother are you?"

……

Wayne looked at the girls surrounding him with envy and hatred.

"Roger, you told me to buy another Niffler now. is there time?"

"how? Do you still want your pants to have no buttons?!"

"hiss……"

"An... quiet... I... we are going to... start class."

Professor Quirrell's timid voice came from outside the door.

He looked at everyone and smiled reluctantly. He looked timid.

Seeing the professor coming, the girls all returned to their seats.

However, Hannah He moved his textbook over and sat on Hermione's right side.

"This thisSir, please... please put your pet away. Quirrell said, stumbling toward Black.

"Sorry, Professor."

Blake grabbed Dabao and stuffed it into the drawer.

"Squeak! (Business closed?)"

"The horse of love kills the chicken!"

"Squeak~ (so cool……）"

Then Dabao couldn't scream anymore.

Lying quietly in the drawer.

But Hermione and Hannah would secretly stroke it from time to time.

Dabao, who collects money for business, did not resist at all……

"Ahem...I...let's start...today's Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson……"

"Let's... let's roll the names first……"

Blake quietly gave Quirrell a thumbs up.

High!

With his stumbling speaking speed.

We need to name all the little wizards in the entire classroom.

Then one-third of the time will be eliminated from this class!

……

After finally finishing the roll call.

Quirrell finally began his lecture.

Hermione was serious at first.

Grab a quill pen and be ready to take notes anytime, anywhere.

And he is always ready to raise his hand to answer questions.

But... she was disappointed after a while.

Same as Blake said.

Quirrell really started to read from the textbook... disappointed Hermione had to put down her quill.

Reach into the drawer.

Continue to rua Dabao.

Listening to him read textbooks is better than playing with Dabao.

Reading textbooks without any nutrition.

Plus Professor Quirrell's strong smell of garlic.

Make everyone in the classroom feel dizzy.

It's been a long time.

Quirrell finally finished reading today's chapter in the textbook.

Now there is only one third of the time left...

Blake can't help but want to applaud him.

Take control at this time.

Wonderful……

"Next...in order to explain to you...the dangers of black magic...biology……"

"Let me tell you a story...that I personally experienced...……"

"At that time, I went to Africa... a prince there... was... deeply troubled by resurrected zombies.……"

"I……"

According to the speed of his telling.

Wait until get out of class is over.

It may not be possible to tell the whole story completely!

As expected of you!

But... how could Blake let him get his wish?

Blake suddenly raised his hand

"This... this classmate, do you have... any questions? Blake asked with an expression of admiration on his face.

"Professor Quirrell! Can you actually defeat the resurrected zombies? Bravo!"

"Can you tell me how you defeated the resurrected zombies?".