Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Badger Have?

"Good morning!

Professor Sprout! "

"Good morning!"

On the way to the Hufflepuff Common Room.

Every little wizard who met Professor Sprout politely said hello to their dean.

Professor Sprout also responded enthusiastically.

It was like this every day.

In fact.

She had to come to the lounge every morning.

The strange plants in the Common Room.

She took care of them herself.

These plants could emit an aura that made the little wizards feel happy.

It had a very strong calming effect.

It could effectively relieve the little wizards' stress.

But it was more difficult to take care of.

She had to do it herself.

So Professor Sprout didn't feel that anything was wrong at first.

B......

As more and more young wizards greeted her, more and more people greeted her.

She realized that something was wrong.

It wasn't that the little wizards in Hufflepuff didn't greet her when they met before.

TO......

Usually at this time.

In the Hufflepuff Common Room.

She didn't meet many little wizards in Hufflepuff.

Because of these children.

They were very … lazy.

Until the last moment.

They would never get up for class!

It was only seven o 'clock!

For Hogwarts, which had classes at nine o 'clock.

Most of the little badgers were still in bed at this time!

What happened today?

Was there a festival?

Otherwise, why would it be so late?

She met so many little wizards from her own school?

"Could it be that something happened?"

Professor Sprout was suspicious.

She quickly sped up to the Hufflepuff Common Room.

When she opened the door to the Common Room.

When she entered the familiar Hufflepuff Common Room.

Professor Sprout was stunned …

What did she see?!

At this time before.

The Hufflepuff Common Room was basically empty.

Only a few house elves were quietly cleaning the house.

Replenishing the food on the table.

But now …

The Common Room was full of people!

The little badgers weren't quietly reading books.

They were just gathered together to discuss their homework …

The little wizard who just left must have left because there were no more seats in the Common Room.

So they went to the library to study.

Otherwise, why would they all have books and quills?

Professor Sprout was stunned for a while.

Then she wanted to go out and check.

She wanted to see if she went to the wrong Common Room.

She ran to the Ravenclaw Common Room.

But …

This familiar face, this familiar environment …

"I must have woken up today."

"Or I am dreaming now."

"The little Wizards in Hufflepuff are working hard?"

"How could I have such a dream!"

"Oh, if only it was real?"

Professor Sprout suddenly.

When the little Wizards in the Common Room found out that she was here.

They all stood Sprout.

She looked at him "affectionately".

"Morning!

Professor Sprout! "

Professor Sprout was startled by the greetings of the young wizards.

This is not normal!

This is not normal!

If this was not a dream …

"Children … did you … do something wrong?"

"Tell me what you did, and I will find a way to help you."

A little Wizard from Hufflepuff suddenly spoke.

"Look!

This is our dean!

Our Professor Sprout! "

"I thought that after we made a mistake, our first reaction was not to punish or deduct points."

"Instead, he wants to help us settle it!"

"Really!

Professor Sprout, you are so kind! "

"That's right!

Blake was right!

Professor Sprout is so kind! "

"Professor Sprout.

We were too selfish. "

"Yes!

We didn't know you had done so much for us! "

"That's right!

People always said that we entered the Academy because we were stupid. "

"But we didn't feel ashamed, and we didn't want to make progress!"

"We are so sorry!

Now you're being ridiculed as well …

"We can't stand it anymore!"

"We must win this year's School Championship!"

"That's right!"

"Not only the School Championship!

We must win the School Quidditch Cup! "

These were the members of Hufflepuff's Quidditch team.

In the last school year, they lost to Slytherin and Gryffindor.

They were even almost turned around by Ravenclaw!

This year, without any reinforcement.

The hope of winning the championship was still very low.

"If we continue like this!"

"If we don't work harder!"

"We are going to lose to Slytherin soon!"

"After we lose, Slytherin will lose to Gryffindor soon!"

"When we lose to Ravenclaw …"

"You guys are so shameless!"

The Captain angrily scolded the team members for not making progress.

Cedric's eyes were red.

He roared.

"Captain!

Take us with you and charge forward again! "

In the lounge.

The atmosphere of the Hufflepuff wizards instantly became lively.

Professor Sprout looked at the lively lounge in a daze.

She still didn't understand what had happened.

How did it change overnight?

Why did these kids become so motivated?

And they seemed very grateful to her …

Although it was good to be motivated.

However, he still had to figure out the reason for this.

"What … What's going on …"

"I mean, why did you suddenly think of working hard?"

Cedric, who was holding a broom, came over.

"Professor!

It was Blake's words that reminded us! "

Cedric relayed Blake's words from the night before.

Professor Sprout almost burst into tears.

It started when she was in school.

Hufflepuff was said to be a school that only idiots would join.

Until she became the dean.

She was still criticized.

Although she was used to being criticized.

But who wanted to be looked at with prejudice all the time?

When Professor Sprout heard Cedric's words.

"Without Professor Sprout to carry the burden for us, how could we have a peaceful life?"

She couldn't help it anymore.

"Children … You are all good children …"

"Okay!

Since we have all made up our minds! "

"Then, starting today."

"Let's show the people from other schools."

"What is the real Hufflepuff!"

"We have to prove it to them."

"Hufflepuff is definitely not a school that only idiots will join!"

"Okay!"

Warm applause resounded through the Hufflepuff common lounge!

In Blake's dormitory.

When Blake, the initiator of the whole thing.

When he was woken up by his own smell again.

He looked at the pile of treasure chests that suddenly appeared in the System Space and fell into deep thought.

In the auditorium.

In the faculty seats.

Professor Sprout was eating breakfast.

But her eyes were red.

She soon attracted Professor McGonagall's attention.

"Pomona, what's wrong with you?"

Professor McGonagall asked in surprise.

"Nothing, Minerva.

I'm just very touched. "

"Touched?"

"That's right … The children have suddenly become sensible.

"What's wrong?"

Dumbledore also came.

He didn't come to the auditorium for breakfast often.

He just came once..

. and checked on the students' condition.

He didn't expect to see Professor Sprout with red eyes..

He remembered Blake's occasional naughty behavior...

His heart trembled.

Did that little guy get into trouble?

After all, she was his child.

If she got into trouble

As her parent

Naturally, he had to help solve it.

"Is it … Blake's child?"

Dumbledore asked tentatively.

Sprout Sprout remembered Sprout.

Hufflepuff finally pulled himself together.

It was all because Blake ''s words.

And she didn't expect

She had been the dean for so many years.

No one could truly understand her pain.

Yet, a new student could understand her so well!

Her efforts were discovered and understood.

In an instant, she felt that all her silent efforts over the years were worth it.

"Yes!" Professor Sprout said.

"It's that child …"

Dumbledore's chest tightened when he got the answer.

Dumbledore didn't know what Sprout was thinking.

He just thought that Blake did something out of line.

He actually made the professor so angry that he cried?

How could this be?!

At this moment.

He was already thinking about what to do.

Only when he didn't go overboard.

He had to bring this child back to the right path!

Suddenly.

Dumbledore saw Blake with two boys.

He walked into the auditorium.

FE......

"Blake!" Dumbledore shouted seriously.

The other little wizards in the auditorium turned to look at the faculty seats.

They found that it was Dumbledore who was shouting.

They couldn't help but look curiously at Blake, who was walking up.

Blake was different from the other students who were rolled up.

He just got up.

He was wearing the equipment that he got last night.

He felt the increase in his strength.

He happily prepared to go to the dining table.

He was ready to eat.

Then he heard someone calling him.

He looked up and saw Dumbledore with a serious face.

Blake's heart skipped a beat.

'Did I do something wrong?'

But …

He had done too many bad things yesterday.

Even he didn't know which one it was.

When Blake came to the faculty seat.

Dumbledore saw the guilty and confused look on his face.

He felt that he had guessed it correctly.

He sighed. "Blake, do you know what you did?"

"How could you …"

"Oh!

Thank you, Blake.

"I didn't think that you, whom I've never met before, would actually understand me."

"Cedric told me everything."

"Now, everyone in Hufflepuff cheered up."

"Well, it's all thanks to you."

"Professor Dumbledore, can I give him extra credit?"

Dumbledore was stunned.

He didn't finish his sentence.

After hearing Professor Sprout's words.

He knew that he had misunderstood this kid.

It seemed that this kid had done something good.

And he had moved Professor Sprout to tears?

At this time, Blake still didn't know what was going on.

It must have been after Cedric's self-promotion last night.

It caused a chain reaction!

But …

He didn't expect it.

The two sentences that he said casually.

But it happened to be what Professor Sprout was thinking.

Professor Sprout thanked him.

But … Why did Dumbledore ask him to come up?

To accept Professor Sprout's gratitude?

It can't be, right?

Blake looked at Dumbledore in confusion.

Then, she noticed his slightly awkward expression.

"Hiss … Professor Dumbledore, did you think I was naughty and made the professor cry?"

"Ah?

No … I'm just … "

"Well, I suddenly remembered that I still have something to do.

"So, I have to go, Pomona. You can give me extra credit for this matter."

Dumbledore said and quickly left.

"Don't blame Professor Dumbledore. Kid, he just misunderstood."

"I see …" Professor Sprout glanced at Professor McGonagall.

Then he said, "Because of you, all the children in Hufflepuff are working harder.

"So, I think you should get extra points … Minerva, what do you think?"

Professor McGonagall said after hearing the conversation.

He roughly understood.

Therefore, she had no objection to the bonus points.

In fact, if only Gryffindor had a child who could get the cubs moving.

She would definitely give him bonus points!

Therefore, she nodded and agreed with Professor Sprout.

"Blake, you've won 50 points for Hufflepuff."

Professor Sprout said with a smile.

Professor McGonagall's mouth twitched.

If only these 50 points were added to Gryffindor.

Yesterday, Gryffindor deducted 30 points from the Weasley Twins (King's Zhao) …

However, Professor McGonagall didn't think that Professor Sprout's reward of 50 points was excessive.

This was because Blake had united all the little Magi in Hufflepuff Academy and made them more motivated!

These 50 points were only a small number!

It was only the second day of school.

So …

Because of Blake, these 50 points.

In the hourglass of the academy.

In the hourglass that belonged to Hufflepuff.

The diamonds clattered to the ground.

In just an instant, Hufflepuff's points had reached first place!

This made every little Magus of Hufflepuff who had passed through the hourglass extremely excited!

Look!

Our Hufflepuff is the best.

With a little effort, they would immediately reach first place!

However, everyone saw Blake go to the teacher's seat.

Then, Hufflepuff's diamonds rose.

Therefore, everyone was guessing.

These 50 points must have been earned by Blake!

So.

When Blake returned to the long table.

When he was ready to eat.

The little Magi of Hufflepuff at the table were all extremely friendly to him.

This was the second day of school.

And the first class of the second day.

It was Professor Quirrell, who was possessed by Voldemort, who was in charge.

Defense against Black Magic class!

Compared to the excited looks of the other students.

Blake was much calmer.

Others didn't know Professor Quirrell's teaching level.

He knew.

So he wasn't looking forward to it at all.

However …

If Quirrell wanted to hide so smoothly, he would be able to do so …

How could it be so easy?

Have you asked me, the boss of Hogwarts?!

Although Voldemort's condition was very bad.

But … the level of the treasure chest that dropped must not be low.

Blake thought for a moment.

Then, he had an idea in his mind.

He decided to have a good meeting with Quirrell.

Or rather …

It was Voldemort who would be possessed by Quirrell later.