Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Badger Have?

At this moment, the color of the entire Levitation Cloak.

It changed from the original blue main body with red borders.

It turned into the current half-blue and half-red state.

Blake recalled the Levitation Cloak.

Then he clearly felt that the magic power contained in it was much stronger than before.

And …

He finally unlocked the levitation and flight states!

Starting from today.

The Levitation Cloak could finally be called a Levitation Cloak.

EZAU......

How could there be a Levitation Cloak that could not float!

There were still many things in the Room of All Requests.

But it seemed that the Levitation Cloak was full today.

It could not continue to devour for the time being.

After sizing up the Levitation Cloak.

Blake intended to try the levitation function of the Levitation Cloak.

He stretched out his hands.

The cloak behind him fluttered.

Holding his body, it slowly flew up.

Blake was pleasantly surprised.

The whole cloak was like a part of his body.

He could control the direction of flight at will.

He could go fast or slow as he pleased!

And it did not consume his magic power!

Blake excitedly walked out of the Room of All Requests that collected sundries.

Then he re-entered the Room of All Requests that domesticated magical animals.

There, the space was even larger.

He wanted to test the flying speed of the Levitation Cloak!

In the Room of All Requests.

Blake was in the simulated sky.

He was flying to his heart's content.

Qing Nu followed closely beside him.

And curiously looked at the cloak behind her master.

She felt that the reason why her master could fly.

It was entirely because of this cloak.

However, it was still quite fast.

Of course, compared to her phoenix.

It was far from enough.

A moment later.

Blake landed smoothly.

This cloak was now flying. Although it was not as abnormal as the red complete body.

But it was already very good.

It could at least accelerate to more than 300 kilometers per hour.

As for why it did not fly faster …

That was because Blake did not bring any protective tools.

This time, he lay down.

It was cool to fly.

But his face was almost blown askew.

However, Blake was still very satisfied.

Actually, as long as he could fly faster and more effortlessly than transforming into a bird, he would be able to fly faster.

That was enough.

In any case, this Hovering Cloak could make him invisible!

If he wanted to hide his tracks, there was no need for him to transform.

Blake changed his cloak back to his school uniform.

Then, he touched his face that was a little numb from the blowing.

Perhaps, he could try the curse of the head next time?

Time passed quickly.

The night passed quickly.

Blake didn't want to waste the Blessing Potion's buff time.

Thus, he stayed up all night in the Room of Everything.

Other than flipping through the books.

It was the research of magic scroll technology.

At eight or nine o 'clock in the morning.

He was still in the Room of Instant Gratification.

Anyway, there was no class on Saturday.

Marcus could not compete with Wood for the Quidditch training ground.

Therefore, he had a lot of time to squander today.

He spent the next twelve hours.

He could just go back to sleep.

Anyway, Baker would bring him food.

Blake put down the magic scroll research that he had made a breakthrough in.

Just as he was about to start studying Nico Lemay's notes.

The door to the Room of All Requests was opened.

"I knew you would be here."

Cassandra put down a small backpack.

Then she dragged a chair and sat next to Blake.

"It's so early. Have you had breakfast?"

Blake shook his head and said in a muffled voice.

"Not yet."

In fact, Baker had already put the food on the side.

It was just that Blake forgot to eat.

"You didn't sleep all night, did you?"

Cassandra looked at Blake's two big dark circles in surprise.

"How can you sleep when you're at the age to work hard?"

"Why sleep when you're alive? Sleep when you're dead!"

Blake muttered a few words to refresh himself.

Then he picked up a cup of coffee and poured it into his mouth.

"You're not sleeping for a long time. You didn't sleep at all."

Blake picked up a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth as he read.

He said somewhat vaguely, "It's not easy to have time to read. I don't want to waste it on meaningless sleep!"

Cassandra rolled her eyes at Blake.

"Can't you swallow your food before you speak? It's very rude."

"Also, focus on eating. What's with you reading and eating at the same time?

But Blake still did as he pleased.

After finishing the breakfast on the plate like a whirlwind sweeping away the clouds.

He continued to bury his head in his book.

There was no other way.

The pleasure of the experience bar rising crazily was really fascinating!

And this kind of increase …

It was really satisfying.

Cassandra saw that Blake continued to indulge in his book and ignored him.

She had to take out her homework from her small backpack.

She would finish her preparations here.

In the Room of All Requests.

It was much more comfortable than the stuffy library.

Suddenly, her eyes caught sight of a door not far away.

This door was in this wide planting field.

It seemed a little different.

She wondered why she didn't see such an eye-catching door just now.

"Blake, what's with that door?"

"Oh, that's my new oyster for raising magical animals."

"Oh …" Kassandra felt a little strange.

Because she knew.

Blake was now in the Room of All Requests.

It seemed that there were no magical animals for the time being.

"Why do you suddenly want to do this area?"

Kassandra glanced at the large pile of highly dangerous plants over there.

Then she knew what kind of magical animals Blake wanted to raise.

"Don't tell me you want to raise a bunch of eight-eyed giant spiders or something like that?"

"If you raise that kind of thing, I don't want to go in."

Blake glanced up at Kassandra.

"Eight-eyed giant spider?

It's small, the layout is still small. "

Kassandra's little face turned pale.

"Could it be something more terrifying than the eight-eyed giant spider?"

"Of course!" Blake laughed.

Who dared to say that the Ice Phoenix was not more terrifying than the eight-eyed giant spider?

But Kassandra was thinking in her head.

It was a monster more ferocious and terrifying than the eight-eyed giant spider.

"You … That thing you raised can't come out, right?"

"I … How about, I don't come here either."

Kassandra looked at the door every time.

She had a creepy feeling in her heart.

It seemed that in the next second.

A hairy spider leg was about to suddenly come out of the door.

Blake shook his head.

"If I don't open the door, she won't come out."

"Don't worry.

I'll let it out for you to see later. "

Kassandra waved her hand repeatedly.

"No!

No! "

"I don't want to see it!"

Blake looked at the frightened Kassandra with a puzzled expression.

"Huh?

Why, it's obviously very beautiful. "

Kassandra said with a pale face. "Beautiful … You said the eight-eyed giant spider was cute last time.

"Uh … Isn't it cute?"

Kassandra stood up and walked out.

She was afraid that she would be too slow.

Blake would let the guy who was more "cute" than the eight-eyed giant spider out for a walk.

Kassandra was scared away.

Blake shook his head.

He planned to think of a reasonable reason first.

Then, he would display Qing Nu.

And just now, in his subconscious.

He felt that it was better to scare Kassandra away first.

Otherwise, she would discover Qing Nu.

Don't even think about reading in peace today!

Blake picked up Nicole Lemaire's manuscript again …

Time was of the essence.

It was better not to waste the effect of the Spirit Blessing Potion.

At one o 'clock in the afternoon.

The effect of the Spirit Blessing Potion suddenly disappeared.

Blake suddenly felt his mind go blank.

Even his body seemed to have become much heavier.

Just like the person who had been helping her run.

She suddenly let go and ran away …

Blake put away the manuscript in his hand.

"That's all for today."

After he had eaten something hurriedly.

A strong sense of tiredness welled up in his heart.

Now, the time for the Spirit Blessing Potion had passed.

Naturally, there was no need for him to hold on any longer.

Then he lay on the ground in the Room of Everything.

He fell into a deep sleep.

Dumbledore came out of the meditation basin.

At this moment.

He didn't look too good.

Because he had just seen a few memories.

They were all memories of the students that Snape hated the most, according to the other little wizards.

In these memories.

The scenes were all in that gloomy underground classroom.

It was the scene of the Potion class.

When Dumbledore first saw it.

He just felt that Snape was a little too strict.

But when he continued to look.

He felt that his words were too much.

He insulted the students' personalities and the students' families …

Those abusive words, even for him.

After listening to it, he felt that it was extremely harsh.

If it was all like this, then it was still barely acceptable.

At most, Snape's mouth was a little foul.

......

What happened next made Dumbledore frown.

Targeted.

All targeted.

For the rest of Snape's class.

Most of the time, he was finding fault with these students!

Points deducted!

Insults!

These students were not talented in Potion Studies to begin with.

Not only did Snape not have the patience to teach.

Instead, he was deliberately finding fault …

It would be strange if the students could learn well.

Seeing the fear in the students' eyes.

Dumbledore only felt his heart ache.

"It shouldn't be like this …"

"Teaching shouldn't be like this …"

"Potion Studies are a profound subject."

"If you don't teach carefully, no matter how talented a student is, it will be difficult to learn."

"What's more, you don't have the patience to teach …"

"Under the endless humiliation, even a genius will become a useless person.

"Not to mention these students with poor talent."

"I might have been wrong …"

Dumbledore sat back in his chair.

There was also a pained expression on his face.

Obviously.

Blake was right about what he said that day.

Snape's teaching method.

It had nothing to do with being strict.

This could really be considered as bullying …

After that.

Even Dumbledore regretted his inaction.

It seemed that he had never paid much attention to this issue.

This was why this kind of situation was common in the school.

For example, school violence.

For example, the mental health problems of the little wizards.

Dumbledore still felt that.

The reason why Tom became Voldemort.

He had an unshirkable responsibility!

Dumbledore remembered what Blake said that night.

A professor should have a noble character.

Because that was what a professor taught his students.

Other than knowledge, how to behave …

If the professor himself didn't have a noble character.

Instead, he took the lead in bullying others.

How could the students learn well?

How could they not learn from him?

Bully other students?

Blake slept for a long time in the Room of Requests.

He slept from one o 'clock in the afternoon to ten o' clock at night.

Only then did he get up refreshed.

Blake got up and took care of the plants a little.

Then he went to strengthen Qing Nu.

Only then did he walk out of the Room of Requests.

He hadn't strengthened his eight-eyed giant spider and Briar yet today.

When Blake came back from a busy round.

It was already past eleven o 'clock at night.

Blake, who was hungry, ran straight into the school's kitchen.

As a student of Hufflepuff.

Blake was welcomed by thousands of house elves in the kitchen.

When Blake slowly returned to the common room.

He was about to go back to the dormitory to see Dabao.

He saw Dumbledore in the common room …

"Hey, you're finally back, Blake."

Dumbledore put down the glass of juice in his hand.

Then he looked at Blake with a smile.

Blake noticed.

There was a tired look on his face.

"Strawberry cake, Professor."

A senior from Hufflepuff shyly gave him a strawberry cake.

Dumbledore quickly took it.

She smiled and said, "Thank you, Miss Jones.

I really like this one. "

The senior who was called Miss Jones blushed and ran away.

"Uh … why are you here?"

Blake was a little nervous now.

After all, he had slept in the Room of Everything for the entire day.

It could be said that his whereabouts were unknown.

It would be bad if Dumbledore suspected that he had met with Grindelwald in private.

"In fact, I can go to every common room in the academy.

Blake。”

"But I still prefer Hufflepuff's common room."

"Because desserts are the most abundant here."

Dumbledore blinked.

Blake scratched his head, unsure of Dumbledore's intentions.

Of course, he didn't come to the Hufflepuff common room for dessert.

"I've been looking for you the entire day, Blake."

"Although your roommates are trying their best to say that you only left the dormitory this morning," Zhao Zhao said.

"But … I can always see things that others can't."

Obviously, Wayne and Roger didn't want to tell the principal.

His roommates didn't return home at night.

But they were lying.

Under Dumbledore's Mind Extraction.

There was nowhere to hide.

… I went out last night, Professor. Don't blame them for lying, they had good intentions.

"Can you tell me where you went?"

"I'm sorry, Professor … I … I violated the school rules."

Blake said, "I went to the Forbidden Forest … because I heard that there are many magical animals that I've never seen before …"

Then Blake saw a relieved expression flash across Dumbledore's face.

What the hell!

I broke into the Forbidden Forest!

I wandered around the Forbidden Forest for the entire night and the entire day!

Why do you feel as if a heavy burden has been lifted off your shoulders?

You really suspected that I went to see Grindelwald, right?!

"I see … Looks like you gained a lot in the Forbidden Forest."

"Otherwise, you wouldn't have come back so late."

Dumbledore said softly.

Blake knew that Dumbledore wanted him to show evidence.

Although he used Mind Extraction to verify that he wasn't lying.

But what if Blake met Grindelwald in the Forbidden Forest?

If it was a normal trip in the Forbidden Forest, he would more or less gain something.

Blake suddenly smiled.

"Indeed, I gained a lot, Professor."

"I met a beautiful creature that I've never seen before."

"I played with her for a long time, that's why I didn't come back for so long."

Dumbledore put down the strawberry cake and was shocked.

He asked, "Oh?

What kind of creature is it?

Is it a unicorn? "

"Mmm … It's this one."

Blake reached out his hand.

Then, a large blue bird suddenly appeared on his arm!

"Ding!"

Dumbledore's fork fell to the ground.

Phoenix?!

And it's the ice phoenix that I've never tasted before?!