HP: Bad Intentions

Cassandra heard Blake say that she was a snitch.

She was displeased.

"Hmph!

I … was just afraid that you'll die in Knockturn Alley! "

"Alright, Blake, Miss Worley was also worried about your safety."

"I'm not worried about him," Cassandra muttered.

Dumbledore continued, "Also, didn't I say before? Don't come to Knockturn Alley?"

Dumbledore's tone was very calm.

However, Blake felt a strong sense of oppression.

"I was wrong." Blake immediately lowered his head.

He admitted his mistake first.

But after that …

He still dared to!

Dumbledore did not know that Blake had learned the beginner's brain seal spell in the newbie gift pack.

Hence, after using Mind Capture to probe Blake's "sincere" apology …

He did not intend to pursue the matter.

After all, this kid was fine, wasn't he?

Dumbledore looked at Penelope.

"Then … Miss Clearwater.

Why did you come here? "

"I … It's like this …" Penelope glanced at Blake.

Then, she began to explain the reason.

Actually, she was quite wronged.

She only wanted to save the boy.

She did not expect to be deceived first.

She was a little embarrassed to say it out loud.

However, it did not matter if she told the truth.

The Dark Wizard's legs turned to jelly …

"It's over …"

Not only did he want to capture the child that Dumbledore cared about …

He wanted to capture and sell him or eat him.

He even wanted to kidnap his student in broad daylight …

The fat man looked up at the sky.

Sigh … Life was really f * cked up …

At this moment, he did not have any thoughts of resisting …

Resist?

This old and this young.

Who could he beat?

If he had been more serious when learning Phantom Transfiguration …

He might have had a chance to escape …

But now …

He could not beat them, and he could not escape either.

Forget it, he resigned himself to fate.

Anyway, he was full of evil in his life.

He was still lamenting.

Then, he saw Dumbledore's gaze.

Then, he felt his blood turn cold.

That gaze … It was too f * cking terrifying!

Was Dumbledore not a good person?

Dumbledore's stare almost made the fatty wet his pants.

Dumbledore turned his eyes to Penelope.

He said with a smile.

"Your bravery makes me proud.

Miss Clearwater! "

"But next time, before you act bravely, you must remember to protect yourself first."

The last sentence.

Dumbledore spoke very seriously.

If he couldn't even guarantee his own safety.

How could he protect others then?

If he blindly acted recklessly.

That was a chance for both sides to be saved.

It would also be wasted by recklessness.

"Yes … I will remember."

Penelope hung her head in shame.

As a Ravenclaw.

Yet, she was so easily deceived.

Now that she thought about it.

If she had told Blake to come out on his own.

They could avoid putting themselves in danger.

"Alright … You're just young and haven't seen the dark side."

"Then … you guys go ahead and wait for me at the Leaky Cauldron Bar."

Dumbledore finally let Blake and the others leave Knockturn Alley.

As for Dumbledore …

He stayed in Tumble Alley.

He said that he had to deal with the matters here.

He would look for them again.

When Blake left Tumble Alley.

He happened to see the fatty's desperate eyes.

He walked out of Knockturn Alley.

Penelope heaved a huge sigh of relief.

She swore that she would never come to TKnockturn Alley again.

Today, she almost …

Cassandra glanced at Blake with a complicated expression.

Then, she turned around and left.

"I'll go back first."

"You're leaving?

Don't you want to have a meal together? "

"I'm not free."

Cassandra left after she finished speaking.

Blake was a little puzzled.

She was so angry at Knockturn Alley just now.

She seemed to be very hungry too.

But why didn't the system give him a treasure chest?

Was there an upper limit?

That shouldn't be!

How much was that?

Besides.

Even if there was an upper limit.

The system should have given him a notification.

Penelope returned the Sniffer dog to Blake.

Then she said, "It's time for me to go."

"Aren't you coming to eat with me?"

"Anyway, I'm very grateful for your help today."

Penelope shook her head.

"I've been out for so long. My family will be worried."

Blake had no choice but to return to the Leaky Cauldron by himself.

He put Sniff back in the room first.

He also told it not to run around.

Sniff usually didn't listen to people.

It weighed ten pounds and was nine pounds rebellious.

But …

Blake was a druid!

Then, while Blake was waiting.

He went to the kitchen of the Leaky Cauldron to prepare a sumptuous lunch.

Dumbledore soon arrived at the Leaky Cauldron.

Then, he was shocked by Blake's cooking skills!

This made Blake earn another silver treasure chest.

After the meal.

"That … What happened to those dark wizards?" Blake asked curiously.

"Them … I handed them over to Auror."

"I'll leave the rest to the Ministry of Magic."

Dumbledore replied.

"I see."

If nothing unexpected happened.

Those guys might be squatting in Azkaban for a long time.

Blake was actually a little regretful.

Dumbledore came too early.

Those guys didn't have time to buy him seeds.

So, Blake went to Knockturn Alley.

In the end, he didn't achieve his goal.

Dumbledore didn't stay for long.

He left Diagon Alley again.

He couldn't stay with Blake all day.

After Blake sent Dumbledore away.

He was going to go back to his room to take a nap.

In the afternoon, he would go to Ollivander's wand shop to measure the data.

However.

When he had just returned to his room.

Then, he realized that something was wrong.

Clean!

Too f * cking clean!

Just now, when he sent Sniff back.

The books that he had finished reading were scattered all over the room.

But now …

The originally messy bed had been folded neatly.

The scattered books were also put away in their proper categories.

Even the old floorboards in the room were dragged until they reflected light …

Something was very wrong!

Don't tell me Tom the boss did it.

How could that guy be so diligent?

Why was the floor so dirty?

"Creak creak creak!"

On the table, Sniff suddenly cried out.

Then, he gestured at Blake for a while.

These messages were incomprehensible to others.

Blake, however, heard it clearly!

He pulled out his wand.

He looked at a corner of the room.

"Come out!"

"Whose house elf are you?"

"I'll count to three.

Three … "

"Bang!"

"Little Master!

Beck is out! "

A scrawny house-elf suddenly appeared in front of Blake.

He looked at Blake with trepidation.

"Little Master?" Blake sat down on the bed.

"Whose house elf are you?"

"Beck … Beck is a house-elf of the Grindelwald family."

"Whose family?!"

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