Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

"Did Black accept your contract?" Old Merlin pushed a cup of tea in front of the gentle man in front of him.

"To be precise, he verbally agreed to accept the contract I drafted." The Grim Reaper took a sip of the cup happily.

"Hmm..." A trace of worry flashed across Old Merlin's face. "I told him not to accept your contract. Because you are a lunatic. There is no good ending to betting with a lunatic."

"Ah, you old guy are really bold! Aren't you afraid of me at all?" The Grim Reaper said angrily.

"I am afraid of you, can I die one more time?" Old Merlin rolled his eyes.

Even if he died one more time, it didn't matter. Anyway, he had lived long enough as a human or a ghost.

"Okay, you're right. I can't let you die one more time. The rules don't allow it..." The angry look on the face of the God of Death disappeared instantly. Obviously, the anger just now was also pretended.

"Can you tell me why you signed a contract with Black? What is there on him that interests you? Is it just for fun?" asked Old Merlin.

"It's not just for fun... Aren't you surprised at all? Why does Black, as a human wizard, have god-like learning and creative abilities?"

"Aren't you surprised at all why he can get all kinds of bizarre props?"

"Like the prop he hangs around his neck... I have been the God of Death for countless years, and I have never seen anything like it."

"Where do these things come from?"

Old Merlin frowned. In fact, he was also very curious about why Black was so magical.

However, he subconsciously wanted to defend Black.

"Maybe... Blake is a rare genius? And that tool is perhaps his genius creation?"

Death smiled and shook his head, "I originally thought that he was a rare genius. It is not impossible for such a genius to create such a tool."

"However, since he used that tool too much and attracted the covetousness of a demon god from another world, I changed my mind."

"Because I felt a breath from that demon god that was exactly the same as his tool. . "

"I can confirm that the demon has never come to our world, so... where did the little prop in Blake's hand come from?"

"Even if the materials used in 180 are from this world, what about the technology? Can the technology he created by himself really attract the demon with the same power as this prop?"

Old Merlin understood what the god of death meant, "Are you suspecting that Blake has a special channel to take away some power and technology from other worlds?"

"That's right!" The god of death snapped his fingerssaid.

"Not only this little prop, many of the other powers he used are not from this world, as if... from other worlds."

"Then... the question is, where do these power systems come from?"

Old Merlin also fell into deep thought. He knew that the god of death could not lie to him.

Moreover, as the god who has the most contact with humans in this world, he can indeed feel the power in Blake that does not belong to this world.

"I'll give you a little hint, old Merlin." The god of death said with a smile: "You should know that Blake is actually a cultivated artificial human."

"I did hear him tell me this..." Old Merlin nodded.

"But... Blake's soul is not artificial." The god of death said with a smile.

"It's not artificial... Could it be that it is a soul from the world of the dead?" Old Merlin asked in surprise.

Death shook his head and said, "Of course not. Wouldn't that be equivalent to resurrection? I won't let resurrection happen so easily... At least, if someone really resurrects in this way, I will never be able to hide it."

"Then... Blake is..." Old Merlin looked at Death in confusion.

Death scratched his head and said distressedly: "His soul comes from a world I can't observe..."

"It's strange. Over the years, things from other worlds have fallen into our world by chance."

"But there has never been anything that I can't observe where it came from."

"Blake is the only one I have seen in all these years."

"It's as if... the world he was originally in came from another dimension, a higher dimension."

Old Merlin asked in confusion: "What does higher dimension mean?"

Old Merlin didn't understand, because in his time, there was no such term.

Death explained: "To put it simply, it is a world of a higher level than our world. With my ability, I cannot see even a little bit of that world. There is a thick barrier blocking my sight."

"To be precise, the only thing I know about that world is Blake's soul."

"As you can see, Blake is a genius, a genius we have never seen before. This may be a unique ability of people in that dimension."

"And... I suspect that Blake still has the memory of his world!"

"Therefore, there are too many secrets in him that I want to know, such as what the world he came from is like. And he can't tell me these secrets."

"So, I need to sign a contract with him... If he can't do what I want to do in the contract, he has to tell me those secrets."

"And if he can do it, I won't treat him unfairly..."

Old Merlin frowned, "Since he doesn't want to say it, why do you have to force him to sign a contract?"

In his opinion, the contract with the God of Death must be difficult to complete. At that time, Blake would be forced to tell his secret.

He didn't want to see his old friend being forced.

The God of Death waved his hands and said, "No, no, no... This contract is not to force him, nor to restrict him, but to restrict myself."

"What do you mean?" Old Merlin looked at the God of Death in astonishment.

Death's face flushed with a sickly blush, "You know how much I crave new things, so you should understand how curious I am about his secrets!"

"So, do you know how hard it is for me to restrain myself from forcibly snooping into his memory?"

"If we sign a contract, it will be easy. If he fails to complete the task, he will have to tell me. If he completes the task, I will have no way to force him. Because my contract, even I have to abide by it."

Merlin suddenly realized that as a god, it was not easy for Death to know the secrets of Black.

Even wizards have means such as truth serum, legilimens, and imperius to know the secrets in other people's hearts.

How could Death not have means?

He deliberately set up a contract, both to restrain himself and to protect Black.

It must be said that as an almost omnipotent god, it is a great achievement to have such self-control.

Old Merlin sighed, "Black agreed to your proposal without knowing the content of the contract, which means that he seems to be in big trouble, so big that he needs you, the god, to protect him."

"If I guess correctly, the demon you just mentioned is the trouble Black caused, right?"

Death nodded, "Yes, I have temporarily sealed all traces of this world, so that guy can't find the coordinates of our world for the time being, so he can't do anything to Black. Of course, if he continues to use his little toy..."

Old Merlin frowned, "Black just told me that he has a child, right where I was at the beginning ’s era… and he must take that child back. So…”

The God of Death spread his hands and said, “So, he will have to use that little toy later, and when he uses that little toy, the coordinates of our world will be exposed again, and the demon will definitely be there again.”

Old Merlin narrowed his eyes and asked, “You shouldn’t let him get hurt, right?”

“Hmm…” The God of Death’s expression became a little unnatural, “You know, I have signed contracts with many people throughout the year… Although those guys think that the one who signed the contract with them is a demon from hell…”

Old Merlin interrupted the God of Death’s nonsense with a cold face, “So, you actuallyYou also signed a contract with that demon, right?"

"Ah... Old Merlin, you are such a smart man." Death sighed, "Although I don't want to admit it, but... this is indeed the truth. "

Merlin's heart sank immediately.

Originally, with the Grim Reaper around, even if Blake didn't complete the contract, his safety could still be guaranteed under the curiosity of the Grim Reaper.

However, if the Grim Reaper also signed a two-way contract with the malicious demon god, then Blake's safety might not be guaranteed.

Merlin didn't dare to bet that the Grim Reaper would be too concerned about Blake's life.

The biggest possibility is that after knowing all of Blake's secrets, he would sell Blake to the demon god from another world...

It has to be said that the Grim Reaper can really do such a thing.

After all, he is indeed a madman.

After a moment of silence, Merlin slowly asked, "Can you tell me? Your contract with the demon god, and the contract you plan to sign with Blake."

The Grim Reaper shrugged, "Except for the parties involved, no one else can know the content of the contract. So, I'm sorry, old Merlin."

"If that's the case..." Old Merlin took a deep breath, "Are you interested in signing a contract with me?"

"You?" Death's eyes lit up, "What kind of contract do you want to sign with me? Could it be... about Blake too?"

"Yes."

"Aha! Of course! I didn't expect that you would take the initiative to sign a contract with me! You refused to agree at the beginning!"

"Sometimes, for some things, people can make compromises. "

...

The coffee on the table has gone cold.

Hermione sat quietly in a chair in a daze, but the coffee spoon in her hand was still stirring the cold coffee.

Black and Cassandra sat on the sofa on the other side.

The three of them fell into a strange silence.

At this time, the three of them were at Hermione's home.

Of course, not Hermione's home in the Muggle community, but in the wizarding world.

Hermione graduated early After that, relying on his own outstanding ability, he bought a house in a wizard town.

"Black... you must take that child back, even if he is not in this era..." Hermione suddenly put down the spoon and said softly. "Although the child is not what you want, but... you also need to take responsibility..." (To read the exciting novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Black nodded, "I originally planned to do so..."

"When do you plan to pick it up?" Hermione asked.

Black touched the Eye of Agamotto in his pocket.

"It's not the time yet. I need to make some preparations..."

Hermione looked at Black in confusion, "Preparation?"

"Well, that is... oneSome very important preparations. For example, how to place his mother and so on..." Black's eyes were erratic.

Hermione was silent for a while after hearing this, "You...you will be with her later, that..."

"If it weren't for that child, she would have died in my hands. So...it will never be possible." Black's tone was very cold.

Delphie did those things, Black had no right to forgive her on behalf of those who were killed by her.

So, life can be saved, but people must be punished.

"Oh..." Hermione said softly, and seemed to be relieved.

"No." Cassandra suddenly said.

"Huh?" Black looked at Cassandra in confusion.

Cassandra looked at Black suspiciously, "I know you, Black...that child...according to your personality, you should have taken it back a long time ago. ”

“Because the child was taken away, it should be a thing of the past. That is to say, no matter when you go to pick him up, as long as you come to the right time node, the timeline will not be changed. ”[]

“But you haven’t taken him back until now... Blake, what are you afraid of?”

Blake looked at Cassandra in shock, but after a while, he shook his head and smiled: "You... don’t think too much, it’s not that complicated, it’s just that I don’t know how to tell you, so I didn’t go to pick him up..."

“No, you are lying, Blake. When you lied to me, you never dared to look me in the eye.” Cassandra said firmly. “You should tell us what you are hiding. We are tired of knowing nothing! "

Hermione also looked at Black in surprise. She was confused just now, so she didn't think too much, but now that Cassandra said that, she also noticed something wrong.

Black looked straight at Cassandra, and Cassandra also looked straight at Black, without avoiding his gaze.

After a while, Black sighed, "I really can't hide it from you..."

Cassandra asked, "You want to use that prop to travel through time and space, will it be... dangerous?"

"You guessed right, Cassandra." Black said, "It will be dangerous..."

"What kind of danger?" Hermione asked hurriedly.

"I've been targeted by a demon from another world. Using the Eye of Agamotto again may summon that guy again..." Black said helplessly.

"Demon? Wait, you just said... summon again? In other words, he has been here? "Cassandra asked, looking at Blake with wide eyes..