Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Badger Have?

"Alright!

It's finally done! "

Mr. Ollivander rushed out from behind.

He interrupted Cassandra's thoughts.

"Give it a try!

Don't take pity on him. Cast the spell with all your might! "

Blake put down the carving knife.

He looked at the wand in Ollivander's hand.

It was a silver wand.

It was about thirteen inches.

It looked like it was made of some kind of metal.

Blake took the wand.

He felt that his hand was heavy.

This wand was not light.

"The body of the wand is made of Mithril!"

"Using the wooden body of the wand, it can't withstand your full-force casting at all."

Blake held the handle of the wand.

At first, he felt that it felt okay.

He raised the wand.

He pointed to a stool beside the counter.

"Whoosh!"

The next second.

The chair turned into an exquisite sofa!

Cassandra saw this scene.

She gritted her teeth fiercely.

Blake looked at the wand in his hand in surprise.

It felt very good.

Moreover, it was indeed very compatible with him.

The key thing was.

After he injected his magic power into it.

The body of the wand was still stable.

There was no explosion!

Blake finished testing it.

Then, he raised the wand again.

He waved it forcefully.

This time, he used all his strength.

Both in terms of magic and physics …

"Whoosh!"

The sound of the wand cutting through the air rang out.

Then, a crisp buzzing sound came from the wand.

"Buzz!"

The body of the Mithril wand trembled for a moment.

It slowly quieted down!

The magic wand actually withstood the attack!

Moreover, Blake also felt that this wand had increased his magic spell.

Although it was not as abnormal as the custom-defined wand increase.

But there was indeed an increase!

It was much better than an ordinary wand!

"Ah … how wonderful …"

"Mithril is indeed a good material."

"It's a pity that not everyone can use it."

"If you don't have enough magic power."

"Mithril will absorb magic power instead …"

"In other words, this is a wand that can only be used by you."

"No one else can use it."

Ollivander's words.

Blake understood.

In other words.

This wand was like a heavy broadsword.

Although it could cut the hair.

However, it wasn't something that just anyone could carry!

..

In the evening.

Broken Cauldron bar.

Dumbledore looked at Baker, who was standing at the side.

"Is this the house elf you were talking about, Beck?"

"Yes." Blake nodded.

"I want him to stay."

"Because if he is chased back by me..

He will be very miserable in the future.. "

"Then stay here." Dumbledore nodded.

Although Grindward sent a house elf's's's.

He was very dissatisfied.

But..

This was indeed more thoughtful thought Grindward.

He was so Be.

It was indeed rare for her to be by Blake's side.

There was a house elf.

He could indeed take good care of Blake's life.

And..

He showed kindness for Blake.

He felt gratified.

He was actually thinking for the house elf.

How nice …

..

Because Blake had already obtained his wand.

Therefore, he had no reason to continue staying in Diagon Alley.

Therefore, he had to return to Godric Valley at night.

The past few days had been quite fulfilling.

The kind that had a lot of gains.

It was a pity that the seed that he had been thinking about.

But he didn't buy it.

After dinner.

Blake went back to his room and began to pack his luggage.

Of course, when he returned to his room.

He found that his luggage had been completely packed by Baker.

Blake smiled approvingly at Baker.

There was a house elf.

It could indeed save him a lot of trouble.

"Flutter!"

The sound of flapping wings was heard.

An owl flew in from outside the window.

It stopped directly on the table.

At first, Blake thought it was his Eagle-owl.

He didn't expect it to be a small owl.

It had a small cloth bag in its mouth.

After seeing Blake.

It threw the small cloth bag on the table.

Then it flew away.

Blake opened the cloth bag curiously.

Inside, he saw a large pile of seeds in a messy manner!

They were the ones that he had been thinking about!

"This …" Blake was pleasantly surprised.

He hurriedly covered his mouth.

If Dumbledore saw these things.

They would definitely be confiscated!

At this moment, he found a note in the small bag.

"I have a lot of these seeds at home.

You're the only one who hasn't seen the world and wants them so much. "

"Well, seeing that you're so pitiful, I just packed some for you."

"Take it or leave it!"

Signed:

"Cassandra Worley."

Blake looked at the small note with a stunned expression.

He didn't expect.

The seeds that he had been thinking about.

The seeds that he thought would be difficult to get.

They were actually sent over by Cassandra!

..

At night.

Blake stayed in his room.

He silently opened the System Space.

He looked at the nine silver treasure chests and one gold treasure chest in the System Space and fell into deep thought.

The System's rule of dropping treasure chests.

The stronger the target's personal ability, the more intense the emotions.

The probability of dropping treasure chests would increase.

At the same time, the probability of dropping high-quality treasure chests would increase.

In other words …

A very important factor.

That was luck!

If he was unlucky.

Even if it was Dumbledore's emotions.

There was also a possibility of failing to draw treasure chests.

Therefore …

"Although these few days have been very fulfilling."

"But my luck is very bad."

"There is obviously a higher probability of dropping gold treasure chests and above!"

Blake shook his head helplessly.

It was a matter of luck.

He had no choice.

"System!

Open nine silver treasure chests in one go! "

Blake didn't want to waste time.

This time, he directly opened nine in a row!

..

"Ding!

Congratulations to the host for obtaining beginner mastery of magical zoology! "

"Ding!

Congratulations to the host for obtaining beginner mastery of potions! "

"Ding!

Congratulations to the host for obtaining one thousand experience points in herbalism! "

"Ding!

Congratulations to the host for obtaining beginner mastery of prophecy! "

"Ding!

Congratulations to the host for obtaining one thousand experience points in transformation! "

"Ding!

Congratulations to the host for obtaining advanced prophecy talent. As the host already has a superb prophecy talent, the reward is automatically converted to one thousand experience points in prophecy! "

"Ding!

Congratulations to the host for obtaining one thousand experience points in potions! "

"Ding!

Congratulations to the host for obtaining five thousand gold coins! "

"Ding!

Congratulations to the host for obtaining a mutated Devil's Web seed! "

Blake looked at the nine rewards.

He frowned slightly.

"Experience?"

This was the first time he heard this word from the system.

If there was experience points.

Did it mean that.

The system actually had an experience bar?

But … where was the experience bar?

Blake remembered the keyword experience from before.

Then he shouted tentatively.

"Experience bar?"

The system didn't respond.

"Skill experience?"

The system still didn't respond.

"Then … the system panel?"

"Ding!

Opening the system panel for the host! "

He looked at the virtual screen in front of him.

Blake's face darkened.

He gritted his teeth and said, "System manual!"

"Ding!

System manual download failed! "

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