Grindelwald: This Kid Looks Exactly The Same As I Did Back Then! I'd Say He's More Like Me!(2)

"Malfoy took my memory ball! "Neville complained.

Malfoy threw the memory ball back.

"Just wait and see!" His face was gloomy.

With that, he ran away.

Professor McGonagall gave the little wizards of her house a warning look.

She told them not to act rashly.

Then she quickly walked over to Blake's side.

"Hmm?" Blake put down his bowl.

He thought that he didn't have time to do anything with the Professor today.

"Mr. Green, Professor Dumbledore asked me to give this to you."

Professor McGonagall handed a black book to Blake.

"Oh … Thank you.

Professor McGonagall."

Blake took the black book.

The cover of this book …

With Blake's knowledge of magical animals.

He could tell at a glance.

This was made of black dragon skin.

Just the cover alone was so expensive.

One could imagine how precious this book was.

And, judging from the white marks on the black dragon skin.

This book seemed to have a certain history.

Professor McGonagall had already left in a hurry.

Blake put the book on the table.

He slowly opened it.

He saw a note on the title page.

The words on the note were written in circles.

It was very iconic.

"This is a small test that my old friend gave you.

You just need to finish reading and master the knowledge in this book.

Then you'll pass the test.

At that time, his library will be open for you to read.

This is a good opportunity, Blake. Don't waste it.

Come on!"

Blake put away the note.

His face was full of interest as he looked at the book.

It was a test.

But there wasn't even a deadline?

In other words.

There was no time limit.

This also showed the confidence of the owner of the book.

You can read it for as long as you want.

If you can't understand it.

Don't think about my library.

Blake opened the book.

He saw that the book recorded the knowledge of alchemy.

Blake's eyes lit up.

As expected of you.

Nico Lemay!

This belonged to him alone.

The confidence of a legendary alchemist.

'Then how can I let you down?"

Blake was excited.

He knew.

As long as he understood the book.

In that case, he would be considered to have established a relationship with Nico Lemay.

Blake was happy for the chance to be able to read his library to his heart's content.

He was still extremely interested!

Blake carefully put the book away in the pocket of his hovering cloak.

He had a hunch.

This book would allow his alchemy skills to improve tremendously!

Otherwise, Nico wouldn't be so confident.

Blake then went to the Room of Requirements.

Just as he walked in.

Then, he realized that someone was wearing a protective suit …

Cassandra was tending to the Poison Tentacles and the Devil's Web.

The only exception was Blake, a druid, who wouldn't be attacked by plants.

Others who approached the poisonous tentacles without wearing protective clothing.

Were very unwise.

Unless it was an extremely experienced Herbalist or Potion Master.

"Why did you plant so many?"

"I think a few of them were already enough."

Cassandra struggled to break free from the poisonous tentacles.

The protective suit was specially obtained by Blake through Grindelwald.

A spell was placed on the surface.

It was enough to automatically deflect the attacks of these dangerous magical plants.

It was a very rare thing.

Of course, it couldn't be obtained through regular channels.

However …

Irregular channels.

Grindelwald had more influence.

Blake told him before.

That he wanted to plant some dangerous magical plants at Hogwarts.

He needed protective measures.

When Grindelwald heard that Blake wanted to stay at Hogwarts.

And secretly doing something that Dumbledore would never agree to.

He immediately agreed.

The children of the Grindelwald family should have their own opinions!

What was the point of being as docile as a sheep?

Even Newt couldn't compare to such a child!

So.

He quickly followed Blake's request.

He sent Blake two sets of expensive protective suits.

Of course, these two sets of protective suits.

Blake left them for Cassandra and Hermione, who were his assistants.

"Because I need to do some experiments, Cassandra. "

Blake approached the poisonous tentacles.

They seemed to have felt Blake's approach.

The tentacles and vines that were originally waving around.

They immediately stopped.

"Do experiments?

What experiments? "

Cassandra struggled to take off the protective suit.

Blake didn't mean to hide it.

"I want to see among these plants,

Which one would be best to pick and

Then focus on cultivating it.

 I will try to grow a stronger second or third generation with stronger medicinal effects."

Cassandra looked at Blake in confusion.

"But, what are you going to do with a stronger plant?"

"Ah … This doesn't sound like something you'd ask.

Cassandra, where's the ambition of being a Slytherin? "

Blake said with a smile.

Cassandra rolled her eyes.

"You're so ambitious. You don't look like a Hufflepuff."

"Okay, let's stop joking. I'm doing this to cultivate a new magical plant species."

"If it's a new variety, it might produce some new medicinal effects.

If we can figure out the effects of these plants …

This would not only be a contribution to herbology.

But also potioneering might be affected.

Don't you want to witness it with me?

Think about it. Your name might be on the Chocolate Frog card …

Cassandra thought about it.

If they could really cultivate a new species of magical plants.

And then test out the new medicinal effects.

It might indeed bring a huge change to herbology and potioneering.

At that time, her name would be on the Frog cards.

Even if it was in the history books of magic.

Her portrait would be hung on the wall of Hogwarts. 

It was all possible.

How could Kassandra not be interested?

"Okay!

I'm in! "

"Then … welcome to the experiment, Cassandra!

Blake smiled and opened his hands.

He welcomed Cassandra.

This was actually just a habitual action.

However …

Cassandra seemed to have misunderstood it.

She froze for a moment.

And then ….

She walked up.

She seemed to really want to hug Blake.

What the f * ck?

Blake was stunned.

This was a misunderstanding!

If he refused at this time …

She would definitely cry for a long time, right?

Forget it.

It was just a normal hug between friends.

Right?

But Blake didn't know.

He let Beck, who came in to clean up.

He was recording all of his actions.

Recording all of it.

Newmungaard.

The house elf, Beck, had already recorded everything he saw.

He told Grindelwald everything through the communication notebook.

Grindelwald put down the communication notebook in his hand.

He laughed out loud.

"Not bad!

Very good! 

This is a way to persuade people to join your camp.

It's exactly the same as me back then!

Haha, I told you, Dumbledore!

This child is obviously more like me!

Just keep it up Blake, good boy.

How can you lack helpers to achieve great things?

Well, you have good taste. I heard that the Worley family is an influential pureblood family.

It's a good plan to start with the youngest genius in their family!"

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