Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Badger Have?

"Blake...you...did you hurt me?"

Blake had just returned to Hogwarts not long ago.

Lockhart heard the news and came over.

Then he took Blake to a place where no one was around and asked this sentence.

Blake blinked, "I hurt you? How did I hurt you?"

"The article in the Daily Prophet…………I…….……."

Blake looked at Lockhart with innocent eyes.

"The article was written by Rita Skeeta. Your manuscript was rejected by the Daily Prophet. What does it have to do with me?"

"But...but why did she, that woman know my secret!" Lockhart asked frantically.

Blake calmly took a step back.

"She... knew your secret? In other words... what the newspaper said was not a rumor, but the truth? Hiss..."

Lockhart waved his hands quickly when he heard this, "No! No! I mean.........that photo.........the photo of the victim published in the "Daily Prophet"! The one named Ackerman Allen Guy!"

"Oh...who is he?"

"You...you don't know who he is?" Lockhart looked at Blake in shock.

"Since you don't know who he is, why do you say you know about me?"

Blake narrowed his eyes, "In other words, he too? Haha, Lockhart, you are really full of evil...

"Actually, I only know two things about you... Of course, now I know one more thing."

He glanced at Lockhart and said, "God knows how many people you've killed?"

Of course Blake would not admit that he knew Ackerman.

If he admits to knowing each other, wouldn't that be equivalent to admitting to Lockhart that he leaked the information?

After all, this newspaper has been published for several days.

If Blake527 really knew each other, it would be impossible for him to have no reaction at all.

Lockhart froze.

Only then did he understand.

It turns out that Blake said he had caught him, but in fact he only knew one or two of his evil deeds.

Not everyone knew about him.

"Then you said you knew everything I did..."

"Because I thought you only did two things. I didn't expect you to do so many bad things." Blake said innocently.

Lockhart looked at Blake suspiciously, "So, it's really not you who told Rita?"

"Of course not. What good will I get if I poke you out?"

Blake said, suddenly opened his mouth and smiled proudly:

"Besides, as long as I use this secret to control you, I will get many benefits in the future. Why should I kill you, the chicken that lays golden eggs, now?"

When Lockhart heard this, he believed that Blake was not the one who harmed him.

...

He thought about having to be blackmailed by Blake in the future.

Another feeling of sadness and anger arose in his heart.

"Blake, you...don't go too far!"

"Am I going too far?" Blake sneered: "I don't know... Is it too much for a guy who puts other people's stories on his body and then turns the person involved into an idiot with a forgetting spell?"

Lockhart was speechless after hearing this. He looked at Blake, his eyes were blood red, and even the muscles on his face were twitching.

After a while, Lockhart said in a trembling voice:

"I...I'm sorry, it's my fault, Blake, please don't tell anyone...I...I am willing to give you a sum of gold galleons every month from now on..."

"Really?" Blake said with great interest: "I guess you must be thinking now that when I turn around, you will use your best forgetting spell to turn me into an idiot, right?"

Lockhart's eyes flashed with panic.

"No, no, no! Of course I didn't think so! Blake...you have wronged me..."

Blake stepped closer, and Lockhart stepped back involuntarily.

"Oh...that's not what you think? In other words, you plan to sneak up on me again in the future when I'm not paying attention, and then use your wand to put a forgetting spell on my head, right?"

"No...I won't do this, you believe me..." Lockhart said pitifully.

"Professor Dumbledore has always suspected you, Lockhart, and I'm sure you know that.

Lockhart nodded quickly.

Blake continued: "So, do you think you can escape Dumbledore's eyes if you use the Oblivion Curse on me?"

"You should know my relationship with him, right... If you hurt me, what do you think he will do to you?"

"Don't really think that those great and upright people won't use some special means..."

"That's because you haven't touched their bottom line yet."

"So, when you want to point the wand in your sleeve at me again, think about this carefully.

Lockhart's hand shook, and a wand fell out of his sleeve...

"It likes to eat leaves, all kinds of leaves.

Lovegood's yard.

Luna held a large handful of fresh leaves and placed them in front of the Snorlax.

The Bent-Horned Snorlax was lying on the ground comfortably, feasting on its food.

After a day of getting along.

Luna was already familiar with the curved-horned snorkel.

Especially when she holds fresh leaves in her hands.

In the middle of winter, fresh and tender leaves are hard to find.

Just these few baskets, Blake directly opened the door to the dimension and picked them from other places.

Mr. Lovegood was adjusting equipment not far away.

He wanted to take a picture of this curved-horned snorkel!

To be honest, the magical animal he had been searching for for many years finally appeared in front of him alive.

How could he not be excited?

Now Mr. Lovegood just wants to print another issue of "The Quibbler" and publish it!

The fire flickered.

A dimensional door appears.

Blake walked out, followed by Mr. Newt Scamander.

Newt looks a lot more energetic now (acah).

Partly because of Blake's nourishing potion.

On the other hand, his son was called back to help.

Moreover, after the news of establishing the zoo was sent out by Newt.

Many magizoologists came to Newt's island.

With so many people sharing the burden, Newt naturally felt a lot more relaxed.

"That one over there is the Bent-Horned Snorlax."

Blake pointed at the curved-horned snorkel and said to Newt.

Newt's eyes flashed with shock.

"This...the curved-horned beast really exists?"

He had actually read the discussion about the Snorlax in "The Quibbler".

To be precise, Mr. Lovegood was not the first to propose the existence of the Snorlax.

This was originally a rumor.

But Mr. Lovegood believed the rumor to be true more than anyone else.

So it’s always been emphasized in “The Quibbler.”

Newt also remembered this rumor after watching an episode of "The Quibbler" by chance.

Therefore, I even made a special trip to Sweden to look for it.

However, the result is obvious. How can a creature that does not exist be found?

Therefore, when he now really sees this kind of creature, he previously judged that it did not exist.

You can imagine the complexity in your mind.

Next, Newt carefully inspected this magical animal from his professional perspective.

Finally came to a conclusion.

That is this curved-horned beast. It is indeed a creature that has never been discovered before!

"Wait until Mr. Lovegood takes the picture."

"This curved-horned beast will be brought back to the zoo by you for the time being."

Blake said.

Luna on the side was a little reluctant when she heard this.

But if I think about going to school, I really don't have time to take care of this horned beast.

And his father is a workaholic.

So I had to acquiesce.

Newt looked happily at the surprisingly well-behaved creature in front of him.

"Don't worry. It seems that my "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" has to be updated to a new version!"

"Crack!"

The flash of an old camera gave off a huge flash.

But the curved-horned beast just blinked lazily and continued to eat its leaves.

This was a relief to Mr. Lovegood, who was worried that the flash would scare it away.

He didn't know that this horned beast had already been ordered by Blake.

So, of course he is extremely well-behaved.

Next, Mr. Lovegood took many photos of the scimitar-horned snorkel.

This includes a photo of Newt and the Snorlax!

With Newt's certification, no one will doubt the authenticity of the existence of the Snorlax this time!

That night, the Lovegoods' old printing press was dry and smoking.

Early the next morning, thousands of copies of the latest edition of "The Quibbler" were printed.

To be honest, Mr. Lovegood had never printed so many copies of The Quibbler before.

Therefore, he was full of anxiety.

"Although Mr. Scamander is the guarantee,... can our magazine really sell ten thousand copies?"

Blake said in astonishment: "Selling a thousand copies? Of course it's impossible!"

"Ah?" Mr. Lovegood was dumbfounded, "I printed so many copies. If I can't sell them, wouldn't I lose money?"

Blake smiled and said, "Who said I'm going to sell?"

"Not selling? What should I do with these magazines?"

"If you don't want to sell it, of course you will give it away!"

"Send?! But...this..." Mr. Lovegood was dumbfounded.

He didn't expect Blake to say it was free.

“These early investments are necessary,” Blake said. “Please believe me.

Mr. Lovegood hesitated.

After all, there are thousands of copies, so the cost is not a lot at all!

"Dad, I believe in Blake! Please believe in him too!" Luna said seriously.

Mr. Lovegood looked at his daughter and then at the pile of magazines.

"Oh...Okay...I'll listen to you."

When Luna saw Mr. Lovegood agreed, she immediately smiled brightly at Blake.

I don’t know why, but Mr. Lovegood always felt uncomfortable when he saw this scene...