The Sword Comes! Professor Mcgonagall: Don't Step On The Sword And Fly!(2)
Since it was only eleven o'clock, it was still early. Therefore, Blake didn't return to the dormitory.
Instead, he went directly to the Room of Requirement and conducted a few experiments.
Unlike Babbling, Blake, who had cheated, made significant progress after conducting some experiments.
He finally understood the detailed meaning of this ancient runic script, which represented "manipulation."
This was a perfect collection of the ancient runic script that represented the six directions: up, down, left, right, forward, and backwards!
Because these six runic scripts were modified and altered to be fused into one symbol, Professor Babbling didn't recognize them.
After deleting some strokes, they harmoniously merged into an ancient runic script!
"Manipulation?" A hint of surprise flashed in Blake's eyes.
"If that's the case... then I can give it a try!"
Blake took out his alchemical materials and began to immerse himself in his work!
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Nurmengard.
Gellert Grindelwald stood in front of the hunched figure of his house-elf.
"Master, perhaps you should leave this place... the environment here is not good for your health."
Grindelwald sat in the corner. Although he was still as thin as before, he looked fragile.
However, there was a renewed sparkle in his eyes.
"I cannot leave here," Grindelwald said. "As long as I am here, those people will not have any other ideas..."
His house-elf knew that the people Grindelwald was referring to were his loyal followers from before.
After Grindelwald was defeated, they scattered and many of them had not been caught to this day.
If Grindelwald were to leave Nurmengard now, those guys would definitely gather around him again.
However... the current Grindelwald no longer has the desire to fight.
After all, he was already old, and he did not want to be dragged into another battle with Dumbledore by his loyal followers.
Grindelwald no longer wanted to be in opposition to Dumbledore.
"Have you not found him yet? The person who rescued Blake from the magical institution..."
Alexander's voice trembled as he said, "Alexander is useless! Alexander cannot find out the identity of that person. But... Alexander believes that he must be your follower, Master!"
Grindelwald glanced at the house-elf.
"Are you saying that he wants to use Blake to release me out of this prison?"
"There is a possibility, old master. Many people were actually unwilling when you decided to give up resistance."
Grindelwald laughed. "If that's the case, he has succeeded halfway. I have indeed been released and found something else to hold onto in my heart."
"But, there is one thing he is destined to be disappointed about... because I will not do the same things as before, even if I leave this place."
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In the following days, Blake became elusive again. Apart from class time and detention, no one could see him.
Cassandra and Hermione naturally knew that he must be hiding in the Room of Requirement.
But he had previously said that the Room of Requirement was dangerous now, so he told them not to come for the time being.
Therefore, although they didn't know what Blake was up to, they didn't directly disturb him.
Until dinner time that day, they only saw Blake devouring his food in the Auditorium.
Seeing this scene, they knew that whatever he was doing, he must have completed it by now.
"Hey, you. You've been missing for several days. What have you been up to?"
Cassandra sat directly beside him and interrogated him.
Unlike Hermione, who could at least see this guy during class, she hadn't really seen him much lately.
After all, Slytherin and Hufflepuff rarely had classes together.
Blake put down the chicken leg in his hand and said with a slightly excited tone,
"I've got something really interesting!"
As soon as Blake said this, he immediately piqued the curiosity of the nearby young wizards.
"What is it?" Hannah asked curiously. "Is it a new kitchen utensil?"
"No, with my cooking skills, I don't need any new kitchen utensils to make delicious food," Blake denied.
Hannah immediately turned her head and reflected, "To make something delicious, I still need good kitchen utensils... It seems like I still have a long way to go..."
"What is it?" Hermione also became more curious. After all, she was a true Gryffindor.
"Is it something delicious?" Cedric also joined in. "I heard that you're helping Professor Sprout grow some fruits and vegetables for everyone to eat."
"That... I heard Professor Sprout say that the fruits you grew... taste really good, so..." Cedric swallowed his saliva.
"The fruits and vegetables in the orchard can indeed be harvested soon. But... it's not what I meant," Blake denied again.
"What is it then? Tell us! You better hurry up and say it! Don't make me beg you on my knees!" Roger said seriously.
"Do you want me to show you here in the Auditorium?"
Blake looked at the professors dining at the faculty table with a troubled expression.
"Just show it here... Is it something forbidden?" Cedric's eyes immediately lit up.
"Forbidden? It shouldn't be forbidden," Blake scratched his head.
"Oh come on, just take it out and show us!" Hermione urged.
Blake looked around and saw that the attention of the people around him was gradually focusing on him. He silently thought to himself that the time was right.
"Well, since that's the case, you better watch closely!" Blake said loudly.
Everyone looked at him expectantly. Blake stood up, and then said loudly again,
"Sword, come forth!"
"Whoosh!"
A white figure flew out from his pocket. It quickly flew in the air and finally hovered in front of Blake.
Everyone's gaze shifted towards it and found that the white figure was actually a sword!
The sword looked extremely exquisite. Whether it was the hilt or the blade, they were both engraved with unique patterns.
At the intersection of the blade and the hilt, there was a small gemstone.
In the middle of the gemstone, there was a small cluster of fiery red flames.
The flames were burning quietly, adding a touch of beauty to the entire sword.
"Left, right, up, down..."
With Blake's command, the sword moved and twisted in the air!
At this moment, the professors in the faculty seats had already noticed the attention-grabbing long sword.
Professor Babbling looked at the long sword, and a hint of incredulity flashed in her eyes.
"Could this be... the ancient Runic script he learned from me before?"
Dumbledore looked at the sword with interest. With his gaze, he could naturally see that it was an alchemical tool.
Based on his understanding of Blake's alchemy, this alchemical tool shouldn't pose much danger.
However... there is still some danger.
After all, it was a flying sword. What if it harmed other students?
Professor McGonagall puts down her fork. She glances at Dumbledore and realized that he didn't show any concern, which made her somewhat angry!
'You don't care about your own child, do you?'
Professor McGonagall walked over quickly, followed by Professor Sprout.
At this moment, Blake seemed unaware of the approaching danger and continued to show off in front of his classmates.
"This is nothing. Next, I'll show you its true usage!" Blake made the sword fly lower, then stepped on it!
"Rise!"
Blake stepped on the sword as if it were a skateboard, and suddenly shot up. Professor McGonagall was almost driven crazy.
"Blake! How dare you? Get off that sword right now! It's too dangerous!"
Dumbledore helplessly looked at Blake laughing in the air.
'You rascal, are you trying to extend your detention again?'
[Ding! Detected angry emotion...]
[Ding! Detected shocked emotion...]
Listening to the system prompts, Blake laughed even more happily.
However... when he saw the expressions of Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout...
Sweat the size of bean rolls began down his forehead. "Professors, please listen to my explanation."
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