Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Badger Have?

"Then how much do you want?"

Snape also felt that one thousand was a bit too little.

"I'll give you a broken bone price, ten thousand gold galleons!"

Blake said decisively.

"What? Ten thousand gold galleons?!"

Snape jumped a bit.

"This is too much!"

"How much?" Blake sneered: "Do you know what technological monopoly is?"

"Just tell me, who else can do this besides me?"

"Logically speaking, even if I ask you to get 100,000 gold galleons, it's all right!"

"Or are you saying that, in your heart, Lily is not worth a hundred thousand galleons?"

Snape said affectionately: "She is priceless in my heart."

Blake got goosebumps when he heard this.

It’s so gross!

And... wake up! This is someone else’s wife!

Blake pinched his waist and said confidently to Snape, who wanted to be a thief: "So... I only charge you ten thousand gold galleons. Is that the price of a broken bone?"

Snape nodded solemnly, "Indeed..."

Blake spread his hands, "So! Where is your share?"

"Strictly speaking, you owe me tens of thousands of gold galleons.

Snape sighed, "Okay..."

He always felt like something was wrong.

However, what Blake said does make sense.

Therefore, Snape could only watch in silence as Blake happily wanted to share the money with Agatha.

But Agatha didn't accept Blake's share.

"When an organization starts up, it still needs funds. I will donate my share to the organization." Agatha said with a smile.

She is still very good at talking.

If you just say no.

Then Blake has to hurry up with her.

However, since she said it was donated to the organization.

That's a different story.

Blake put away the money bag happily.

"Severus, look at how enlightened this person is!"

Snape said with a dark face: "I'm not from your organization! What kind of enlightenment do I want?!"

Moreover, regardless of whether you are enlightened or not, isn’t your share gone?

The three of them didn't waste much time.

After collecting the loot 24.

He immediately sent those evil-doing dark wizards to see Merlin.

Then Blake harvested three more soul ashes.

Next, the three people began to shuttle back and forth through the dimensional gate and completed the remaining tasks.

Blake obtained more than fifty soul ashes in one go.

Moreover, although the remaining strongholds are much poorer than the second stronghold.

But Blake still gained an additional windfall of no less than 70,000 gold galleons.

Plus the rewards for those commissions themselves.

The rewards for their trip were generous.

Even Snape, who had always had a coffin-like face, was now glowing red.

After all, although a lot of his share was blackmailed by Blake, there was not much left.

Agatha also sensed Snape's excitement.

I couldn't help but say again: "Are you happy? Do you want to join us? As long as you join us, this kind of thing will happen often in the future."

Snape snorted.

I, Snape, are strong and strong!

How can you join the camp of that little devil Blake just because of a small profit?

Snape thought of this and couldn't help but touch the bag containing tens of thousands of gold galleons in his pocket.

The corners of the mouth hidden in the cloak couldn't stop rising...

But he seems to have given too much...

How about...think about it?

After completing the commission, the three people had no intention of handing over the task immediately.

Because seven or eight major commissions can be completed in one day. If the tasks are handed in at the same time...

That would indeed be a bit appalling.

Therefore, after they agreed on a date, they immediately broke up.

Blake returns to his unnamed island.

Snape returned to his Spider's End.

Agatha returned to her mountaintop base.

Blake's figure appeared in his room on Wuming Island.

He took off his welcome cloak and hid it, then looked at his room.

What it was like when you left, and what it was like when you came back.

Prove that no one has come in.

Blake nodded with satisfaction.

He looked at his watch and saw that it was already four-thirty in the afternoon.

There is still a short time before dinner.

Blake planned to lie down for a while.

After all, they had been killing people and setting fires all day long.

Even someone with a body like Blake's can feel a little tired.

Therefore, he kicked off his shoes and lay down directly on the bed.

Maybe it's because I'm too tired.

So, I quickly fell into a dream.

Wait until he wakes up.

The sky outside the window is already filled with stars.

He missed Nagini's dinner after all.

Blake had no choice but to grab some food from the convenience store and sit on the bed to eat.

He looked at the sky outside the window and thought in his mind.

"When Wuming Island Zoo is completed, I will buy a yacht..."

"Well... we happen to be on an island, how about we build one ourselves?

"It's summer, so I happen to be wearing a swimsuit and going out to sea... Ah... By the way, do you want to go to France and call all the Fleur sisters?"

Blake was still happily thinking about how to arrange the next yacht party.

There were knocking sounds at the window.

Blake turned around and saw a huge owl pecking at his window.

"Huh? It's so late, who's writing to me?"

Because Wuming Island will be converted into a zoo, there will be more people and communications will become more frequent.

Therefore, some of the concealment magic was revoked on the island.

So that the owl can find this place to deliver the message.

With a move of Blake's hand, the window was hit from the air.

The owl flew directly in and landed on Blake's desk.

Blake took out an owl cookie from the box next to him, broke it into pieces, and placed it in front of the owl.

Then he took a letter from its mouth.

Just when the owl was eating with satisfaction.

Blake opened the letter and read it.

After a while, Blake had a surprised look on his face.

"Ah...this is getting interesting..."

Blake turned to look at the owl.

"Excuse me, is the person you asked to deliver the letter a man or a woman?"

The owl raised its head and hooted.

Blake nodded, "I understand."

He put away the letter in his hand.

He changed his clothes happily.

He smiled and said to the owl: "Do you want to leave? May I give you a ride?"

The owl tilted its head and looked at the human in front of it suspiciously.

It has been sending letters for several years, and it has never seen a human being speak that it could understand.

However, it could understand what the human in front of it said.

"Chirp Chirp․........

"Come on..." Blake said.

The owl flew onto Blake's shoulder.

Blake raised his right hand and drew a circle casually.

A dimensional door was opened directly.

The other side of the dimensional gate.

Grindelwald was looking at the door that suddenly opened in front of him in surprise...

Blake took a step forward.

He looked around the round room and it felt very familiar, as if he had been there before.

Blake took a second look and realized that the layout of this room was very similar to Dumbledore's headmaster's office.

Only then did Grindelwald react.

The look of surprise on his face immediately turned into joy.

"Aha! Did you come here just after you received my letter?"

Blake nodded, "Yes, because this matter is very interesting. I think my curiosity has been completely aroused.

Grindelwald smiled and said: "I just wanted you to be careful, but you came directly here, which is a bit beyond my expectation."

"Uh...shall I go then?"

"No, no, no! I didn't mean not to welcome you!"

Grindelwald quickly pulled up a comfortable armchair and pushed Blake down.

The owl on Blake's shoulder flew to the table on one side, looking curiously at the dimension door that had just disappeared.

I flew from here to that island today, but it took a lot of time.

This human being brought him back in an instant.

Grindelwald was very happy when he saw Blake coming.

"It seems you haven't been here yet!"

As Grindelwald spoke, he poured Blake a glass of sweet honey pumpkin juice.

Sigh...I've been looking forward to you coming here. You see, I know you like sweets. I don't know when you will come either. So, I will put some desserts here every day...

Grindelwald directly opened a small cabinet, which was filled with desserts, fruits and drinks.

Blake was a little embarrassed to be received so kindly by Grindelwald.

Could the all-powerful Dark Lord be so humble in front of him?

"You sit down too, you sit down too, cough cough..." Blake also asked Grindelwald to sit down.

Although Blake is not a good person.

But being treated like this by an elder, I don't have the shamelessness to sit there and let the elders wait together.

"It's not that I don't want to come and see it, but...you know the reason...so..."

Blake has actually wanted to come and see this legendary Nurmengard for a long time.

However, I have no choice but to disagree!

He even allowed Blake to skip class and hang out when she was in school.

But Blake was not allowed to come to Nurmengard.

Blake originally wanted to go to Nurmengard just because he wanted to visit, and his visit to Xiamen wasn't that strong either.

In order to avoid trouble, I didn't bother to come.

If this matter hadn't been so interesting this time, he wouldn't have had the intention to run to Nurmengard.

Grindelwald was furious when he heard this.

"He is just stubborn! I have told him this! I am also a serious educator now!"

"Is he guarding me like a thief?"

"Forget it... let's not talk about that old fool! Since you are here, I will take you to visit Nurmengard!"

Blake stood up happily.

You can also talk about things while walking.

The two walked in the long corridor of Nurmengard Magic Academy.

It's holiday now, so there is almost no one in the school.

Blake took the letter out of his arms.

What you said in your letter..."

"It's true," Grindelwald said firmly.

"But isn't Winsty's father dead... Could it be that Winsty lied to me?" Blake asked.

"She didn't lie... because not only did I meet her vampire father, I also talked to him."

Grindelwald also had a look of disbelief on his face

A thoughtful expression.

"He said... Even if his daughter thrust a dagger into his heart, he would not die."

"Tsk tsk..." Blake also felt a little weird.

Aren’t the vampires in this world a very weak existence?

There are people selling live vampires in Knockturn Alley.

After all, in this world, vampires are a bit like patients suffering from some kind of disease.

It's not as mysterious as those Muggle legends.

But now it seems that 383 is arbitrary.

Why does Winsty's father feel like he's getting closer to the legendary vampire from Muggle legend?

"Your letter said that he came to find his daughter and turned his own daughter into a vampire?"

"That's right... He said that as long as he becomes a vampire, his daughter can have eternal life. She will not die before him..."

"He told me that he was tired of being alone and he would never let his relatives go ahead of him this time.

Blake frowned.

Immortality?

Isn't this what Muggles call a vampire?

"What about him, Sunshine?"

"Don't be afraid... He came here during the day to find Winsty and help her complete the 'transformation ceremony'."

Grindelwald said calmly.

"Winsty didn't want to become a vampire, so I stopped him.

After taking out Lockhart, Winsty was sent to Nurmengard by Blake to learn magic from Grindelwald.

Of course Grindelwald would not refuse anyone recommended by Blake.

Moreover, this girl is good-looking, and Grindelwald thinks this is another girl Blake likes.

Therefore, he completely treated Winsty like his daughter-in-law.

Therefore, after knowing that Winsty was unwilling to become a vampire, he decisively stopped the vampire.

Blake pondered for a while, and then asked: "Do you think what the vampire said is true? For example, is it unkillable or something like that?"

"It should be true." Grindelwald said firmly.

"How do you know?" Blake asked confused.

Grindelwald doesn't seem like the kind of person who just believes what others say...

"Because I killed him five times during the day." Grindelwald touched his beard.

"Then he came to life five more times right in front of me..."

"Even when I killed him for the fifth time, he even chopped off his head...

Grindelwald's expression was a bit ugly, as if he had remembered something disgusting.

"You can't imagine that a guy with his head cut off just stood up and put his head back on... After a few seconds, he was back to his original state...

"Although he was driven away by me, but...this is indeed a terrible guy."

"Furthermore, because of the Daily Prophet's report, he knew of your existence.

"So... I was afraid that he would come to you and wanted you to be careful, so I wrote you this letter.

When Blake heard this, instead of feeling scared, he felt excited.

"He wants to come to me? Is there such a good thing?"

Grindelwald couldn't help but glance at his cheap son.

This guy is a research maniac...

Maybe I was worried for nothing.

That guy can't even beat himself. If he goes to find Blake...

Maybe they will be sliced ​​and studied...