Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Badger Have?

He thought of the seeds that Kassandra sent over.

Blake took out the small cloth bag.

He took out a piece of parchment.

Then, he poured out all the seeds in the bag.

These seeds were all mixed together.

It was a big bag full of seeds.

It seemed that Kassandra had casually put them in.

She didn't have any idea of sorting them out.

Blake looked at these messy seeds.

He scratched his head.

Although it was a little troublesome.

But sorting the seeds was such a small matter.

It was no longer difficult for the current Blake.

However, even if it was impossible, it would be difficult for him.

But he still spent more than an hour.

Only then did he sort these seeds out.

After sorting them out.

Blake counted them again.

Mandrake seeds 50.

Poisonous tentacle seeds 50.

Devil's web seeds 50.

China biter kale seeds 50.

Bapaume tuber seeds 50.

Poison tooth geraniums 50.

Knot vine seeds 50.

"Uh …"

Blake originally thought that such a messy bag of seeds.

It was casually stuffed in by Kassandra.

But now it seemed that …

If it was casually grabbed in.

How could it be possible that there were 50 seeds of each kind?

Then, Blake came up with such a scene in his mind.

Kassandra rearranged the seeds that had been divided.

Then, she stuffed them into the small cloth bag.

At the same time, she said fiercely.

"Don't you know very well?"

"Then you divide them yourself!"

"You'll be exhausted!"

Cough cough.

This was very Kassandra.

It was clearly a gift that she had prepared.

But she said that it was a casual gift.

However …

So many seeds that could be considered contraband.

Were there really a lot in her house?

..

Vore Manor.

"… Have you noticed …"

"What?"

"The seeds we bought back …"

"What's wrong with the seeds?"

"… It seems to be a lot less?"

"Is there?

Didn't you count them when you bought them? "

"There are so many seeds, and you want me to count them one by one?!"

"Uh, that's not what I meant …"

Outside the window, a small figure quietly slipped away.

..

Early the next morning.

"Dabao!

Catch! "

Blake ejected a gold dragon.

"Squeak!"

Sniff, who had just been named Dabao by Blake.

He leaped up and agilely caught the gold coin.

Then, it hurriedly stuffed the gold dragon into its small pocket.

The little thing with shining eyes had no idea.

It was put into the small pocket..

It was just a Transfiguration Gold Dragon …

. At the window.

The Eagle-owl glanced at Dabao proudly.

Then turned his head in disdain..

Last night.

Blake had already picked out a few magical plants overnight.

. He planted them into the plant collection bag.

The rest of the seeds were stored in the system storage.

The planting method for the collection bag was also very simple.

Just plant the seeds in the flower pot.

Then, he just put the flower pot into the collection bag.

The collection bag was only the size of an ordinary satchel.

But it could hold a total of twenty plants.

And it was the kind that didn't matter how big or small each plant was!

Even if Blake wanted to plant a Whacking Willow in it, it wouldn't be a problem!

The products of the system were worthy of being called the best!

Blake thought.

He would enter Hogwarts in the future.

He had to see the Whacking Willow.

Then, he would see if the Whacking Willow had any seeds or something …

Just as Blake was having fun teasing Dabao.

There was a knock on the door.

Blake opened the door.

Dumbledore was standing outside the door.

"I have something to do now."

"Uh … Are you going to work again?"

Dumbledore's heart softened.

But..

"This is very important."

"I still have to go and see it personally to be at ease."

Blake actually didn't care if Dumbledore went to work.

So, he asked casually.

"What is it?"

However, Dumbledore misunderstood her nonchalant look as disappointment.

Sigh, I said I would take good care of this child.

But I didn't have time to accompany him.

I even took care of his food, clothing, and shelter.

It was all the help of the house Elves sent by that old guy Grindelwald.

Thinking about it this way.

Dumbledore couldn't help but feel guilty.

"I'm going to see someone."

"Who?"

"Harry Potter."

..

4 Privet Drive.

Dumbledore and Blake were sitting on a bench outside the house.

Blake raised his right hand.

He felt the Illusory Body Spell that Dumbledore personally cast.

This Illusory Body Spell made him invisible too thoroughly.

Even he couldn't see where his body was.

Not to mention the passing Muggles.

Moreover, because Dumbledore secretly cast a small area of effect Muggles Banishing Spell.

No one else came to sit on this "empty" chair.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

The sound of nails hammering could be heard from 4 Privet Drive.

Blake knew.

This was Harry Potter's uncle Fernon nailing the letter receiving hole on the door with a hammer and nail.

"Sigh … What a poor child."

Dumbledore sighed softly.

"We knew that the Muggle couple might treat him badly."

"But we had to put him here in foster care."

"That's because his aunt is the last blood relative he has left."

"He can only stay by his blood relative's side."

"Only the protective magic on him can work."

On the way here.

Dumbledore had already told Blake everything about Harry.

Even though Blake already knew about this …

At this moment.

An owl flew over.

It had a letter in its mouth.

This was Harry's admission letter.

Hogwarts' admission letter.

Unless he received it in person.

Or he wrote a letter refusing to go to Hogwarts.

Otherwise, the letters would continue to be sent.

The owl habitually threw the letter into the letter receiving hole on the door.

But..

Uncle Fernon had already nailed up the letter receiving hole just now.

"Thud!"

The letter hit the door and fell out of the door.

The owl looked at the letter in confusion.

It didn't understand why it couldn't fit in.

"They're too much."

Blake stood up.

"What are you going to do?"

Dumbledore asked curiously.

"Didn't they not allow letters to be sent in?"

"I'm going to send the letter in."

Blake pulled out the wand made by Ollivander.

He chanted a spell at the letter on the ground from afar.

Dumbledore didn't stop Blake.

After all, it wasn't an offensive spell.

It was just a simple replication spell.

"Swish swish swish!"

The letter on the ground suddenly turned from one to two, and then to three ….

In an instant, the letter at the door turned into hundreds of letters.

Blake waved his wand gently.

The envelopes on the ground flew up automatically like a flock of pigeons.

Then, he launched a general attack on 4 Privet Drive.

Countless letters came through the window crack.

From the door crack.

From the chimney.

They kept rushing inside!

"Ah!"

A woman's scream and a man's roar came from the room.

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