HP: Bad Intentions

This was really a ridiculous thing.

An eleven-year-old child.

How could he master transformation to such an extent?

But …

Dumbledore confirmed it!

Even though Dumbledore liked to do unexpected things sometimes, he was still a player.

But being colleagues for many years.

Professor McGonagall could still tell when he was joking.

When he was telling the truth.

In other words …

Even though Professor McGonagall found it hard to believe.

But now, she had to believe it.

"I understand your shock, Minerva."

Dumbledore sighed.

An expression appeared on his face that said it should be so.

"When I saw the scene back then."

"I was even more shocked than you were."

Dumbledore looked behind Professor McGonagall.

The open letter was the table.

"The letter was sent by Miss Granger, right?"

Professor McGonagall nodded.

"That child wants to ask me about transformation."

Dumbledore sighed.

"No wonder. She's a strong child, just like you back then."

"I think she must have suffered some blows yesterday."

"But in this world, genius doesn't mean everything."

"The most important thing is to never lose confidence in yourself."

Professor McGonagall knew that this was the time when Dumbledore asked her to reply to the letter.

To encourage the little girl.

Otherwise, that child might really become self-conscious.

Sometimes, the more conceited a person was, the more fragile they were.

Dumbledore pondered for a moment.

Then he spoke.

"Well … since you already know about that boy."

"Then I can tell you a little …"

"You'll know sooner or later anyway."

Professor McGonagall had just come back to her senses.

She looked at Dumbledore in confusion.

"That boy … In fact, the matter I'm going to do this time is related to him."

Dumbledore said softly.

"That boy?" Professor McGonagall looked at Dumbledore in confusion.

"What about him?"

Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore had been colleagues for so many years.

She hadn't seen such a helpless expression on Dumbledore's face for many years.

"That boy used to be called Blake Green," Dumbledore said.

"Oh … I remember." Professor McGonagall nodded.

Every year at this time, she would be the one to check the admittance book.

He also copied down the names of the young wizards and witches of the right age.

Then, he prepared the admission letter.

She had an impression of Blake Green.

"Hmm … Take a look at the Book of Admittance and you'll understand …"

"I'll tell you more when I'm back. After all … it's not completely confirmed yet."

"My thoughts are just unconfirmed conjectures."

Dumbledore's face was solemn.

"Alright then …"

Professor McGonagall was very curious.

However …

Since Dumbledore wasn't sure yet …

In that case, it would be inappropriate for her to ask further.

He could only hope that Dumbledore's investigation wasn't anything bad.

Or else …

The World of Wizards had only been peaceful for a few years!

After Dumbledore left.

Professor McGonagall thought for a moment.

He immediately walked towards the tower where the Book of Admittance was stored.

This was the first time she had been there twice in a year.

The Book of Admittance opened.

"Blake Green …"

"Hmm?"

"Green … Grindelwald?!"

Professor McGonagall looked at Blake's surname.

She looked at the newly written letters after Green.

Then, she covered her chest in shock.

Grindelwald!

No wonder Dumbledore had such an expression!

That child was actually that man's descendant?

Moreover, why wasn't Grindelwald recorded in the Book of Entry?

The answer to everything.

Perhaps he would have to wait for Dumbledore to come back to find out …

…

Blake was eating breakfast.

While reading the letter sent by Hermione.

Suddenly, the system beep sounded!

[Ding!

Detected an emotion of shock! ]

[Ding!

Extracting the treasure chest for the host! ]

[Ding!

Congratulations to the host for obtaining a gold treasure chest! ]

The noodles on Blake's fork fell off.

"Hiss … Another treasure chest?!"

"Which immortal sister sent me this treasure chest?!"

Blake looked at the gold treasure chest in the system space in surprise.

Could it be Hermione?

That's not right. I didn't provoke her today.

Even if she was shocked, I didn't have a treasure chest!

The subject of the emotional fluctuation had to be Blake himself.

Only the system would trigger the extraction of the treasure chest.

If it wasn't.

Then the system would continue to pretend to be dead.

Of course, Blake didn't know.

It was because of a letter from Hermione.

It caused Professor McGonagall to be shocked and depressed by his deeds …

Of course, if Blake knew.

He would definitely run to Hermione's house and kiss her hard.

She was really a treasure girl!

Not only did she send him a treasure chest.

She even let others send him a treasure chest!

"That's great …"

Blake looked at a bronze treasure chest and a gold treasure chest in the system space.

He was extremely happy.

"Maybe I should buy a lottery ticket today?"

Blake hurriedly finished his breakfast.

Then he ran back to his room.

"System, help me open the bronze treasure chest!"

He ran back to his room to open the treasure chest again.

It was because Blake was worried that a special situation like the ancient magic last night would happen again.

If something suddenly appeared in front of him again.

He couldn't explain it …

[Ding!

Opening the bronze treasure chest for the host! ]

[Ding!

Congratulations to the host for obtaining 50 gold coins! ]

"Huh?!"

Blake looked at the 50 shiny gold coins that had been automatically placed in the system warehouse in astonishment.

System storage?

It wasn't there before!

Following his thought, Blake's heart trembled.

A gold coin appeared in his hand.

Blake looked at the gold coin in his hand excitedly.

This was the first time he had given out a physical reward!

He was not happy because of the money.

It was because …

This proved that the treasure chest did not only contain talents and skills.

He could even open a real item!

Furthermore …

With another thought, Blake made another decision.

The gold coin disappeared from Blake's hand once again.

He reappeared in the System Storage.

Blake excitedly picked up a pen from the table.

He muttered in his heart.

The next second.

The pen disappeared from his hand.

He focused his attention on the System Storage again.

Blake realized.

The old pen was lying quietly beside the pile of gold coins!

As expected!

Because this was the first time a physical reward had appeared.

That was why Blake didn't notice it until now.

The System actually had a System Storage!

It was not the System Space that could only store Treasure Chests.

Instead, it was the system storage that could store physical objects!

"F * ck!

Rubbish system!

I knew you didn't give me the instruction manual! "

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