Hogwarts: What bad thoughts can the little badger have?

“Little cub! I…”

The big fat man rushed over.

Just wanted to grab Black.

Give you a beating first.

Think again whether to sell it to others or directly slaughter it for meat.

As for the little girl,

hehe…

As for the wand in Black’s hand?

Hehe.

A magic wand in the hand of an eleven-year-old.

Not even as threatening as a toothpick.

The toothpick prick hurts a little more.

“Click! Rumble! ”

Blake decisively activated the weather spell!

Next second.

The thunder in the sky slashed down fiercely!

“Ugh!”

Huge lightning bolts danced like wild snakes.

Pushed straight through the street!

Whoever it is.

As long as it surrounds the two of Black.

They were all directly electrified.

Even if there are some outlaws.

Experienced in combat.

The Iron Armor Spell was released in time.

But….

Black is a mastery of the Weather Spell!

It is about equal to the full level of the weather spell.

Plus a lot of talent bonuses.

Coupled with the double increase in the power of the magic spell in the wand in his hand…

Can the iron armor spell cast in a hurry be blocked?

So….

Except that the haired girl standing next to Black was still standing.

The rest of the people were lying on the ground in scorched black, convulsing….

As for the melon-eating black wizards who had been watching the play in the distance.

All of them immediately turned backwards.

And then slipped away casually.

……

The haired girl was unscathed, though.

But in a beautiful hair.

There are still a lot of tiny strands of hair.

It stood upside down because of the powerful thunderbolt just now.

“Ahem… When robbery, it is normal for the other party to resist. ”

“Just give it a beating.”

“However, it’s better not to kill.”

“Otherwise, you’ll have to find something valuable yourself.”

“So you have to stay alive.”

“As long as you ask him, you can directly succeed in robbery.”

“Of course, there are still people who are not convinced.”

“It doesn’t matter, just one more beating.”

Blake gushed on the side.

On one side with one hand.

Easily grabbed the big fat man.

Then throw it hard in the center of the street.

The haired girl had been in a state of shock since just now.

When I saw this scene.

He was even more shocked and speechless.

A boy who was noticeably a few years younger than her.

Raise your wand and a lightning version of the serpent dance.

Put down all the dark wizards on the street?

Did I get up today?

Or am I still dreaming?

An eleven-year-old little wizard put down a large nest of dark wizards in one move?

How could I have such a dream?

And….

He was still nagging.

On the side, put a big fat man who weighed almost two hundred pounds.

One hand lifted up.

And then lost in the middle of the street….

Yes, one hand ….

That’s only 200 pounds.

How could it not be mentioned?

Gandalf template.

The power of the melee mage.

Isn’t it so inconvenient?

“I definitely didn’t wake up.”

Then she started pinching her arm.

“Eh, it hurts.”

“Huh? What’s wrong? Are you hurt? I obviously controlled it. ”

Black looked at the haired girl puzzled.

A well-controlled weather spell.

It shouldn’t hurt this young lady.”

The haired girl pinched herself too hard.

Tears of pain.

She looked at Black with wide blinking eyes.

“I… I’m not dreaming? ”

“Ding! Extremely shocking emotions were detected. ”

“Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting a gold chest! ”

……

Dumbledore returned to the headmaster’s office with a tired face.

Walking east and west these days.

The trip can be said to span most of the world.

It can be said that I am very tired.

Even if he is still in good health.

But he’s really old.

It’s really a bit unbearable to work like this.

He was ready to rest later.

Go to Diagon Alley again to see Black.

Think of Black.

A warmth rose in Dumbledore’s heart.

Suddenly, there was a knock outside the door.

“Please come in.” Dumbledore said wearily.

Professor McGonagall walked in quickly.

“Albus… You’re finally back. ”

“Okay, I’ll start school work right away after I take a break.” Dumbledore smiled wryly.

“Hey… I’m not here because work is rushing you, Albus. ”

“I just want to say that you’re not young. The matter on the Ministry of Magic’s side, let Fudge solve it himself. ”

“Thank you for the advice, Minerva. I really should have given some thought to your suggestion. ”

Professor McGonagall was slightly stunned when she heard this.

The same advice she hadn’t mentioned before.

But Dumbledore had always only thanked her for her concern.

And then I helped the Ministry of Magic….

What’s wrong today?

He actually said to consider?

“Albus… The boy you talked about last time…”

She pulled out a letter, the admission letter she was going to write to Black.

“Am I going to write directly about Black Grindelwald?”

“Write about Blake Green. That surname will bring him trouble. ”

“Okay…”

She put away the envelope and continued to look at Dumbledore.

Before Dumbledore said it back.

Will explain the situation to him.

Dumbledore understood what she meant.

“Please sit down.”

“Tea or pumpkin juice?”

“A cup of tea is fine, thank you.”

Professor McGonagall pulled over a chair and sat across from Dumbledore.

Dumbledore knocked on the table.

Then a pot of tea and two teacups suddenly appeared on the table.

“This thing… I can tell you. Because you saw that last name…”

“But… I ask you to keep this secret. ”

“It’s also for that kid…”

“After all, what Grindelwald does has nothing to do with him.”

Professor McGonagall nodded.

She also knows what the surname stands for.

Naturally, I will not go further.

But….

That’s Grindelwald!

In the days when Dumbledore didn’t return.

She was scared every day.

Gone are the days of fear of calm.

“Don’t worry, that person is still honestly staying in Newmongard.”

Dumbledore saw Professor McGonagall’s unease.

“This matter is just a historical issue left by Grindelwald.”

“Well, if you say that, I’m relieved.” Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief.

“So… That kid… Who is Grindelwald? ”

Professor McGonagall said and took a sip of tea.

“In fact… It’s not just who from Grindelwald… It’s me and who with him…”

“What… What…”

Professor McGonagall frowned.

I didn’t quite understand what Dumbledore meant.

“In fact… Strictly speaking…”

Dumbledore’s lips trembled twice.

Finally spoke.

“Blake… That boy is my son…”

“Poof!”

Professor McGonagall directly spewed out all the tea in her mouth.

She looked at Dumbledore in shock.

Pupil earthquake!

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