Sniff: You Bastard! You Are Not Human! You Let Me Work Illegally!(1)

Blake scratched his head, then put the big treasure in his hand on the ground.

Blake ignored it and said directly, "Well if you want to know now..."

At this time, Aberforth and the others also came here.

Everyone wanted to know where Blake's magical magic came from.

At least, it could be seen from the way Blake cast his spells with great method before.

These spells were not random bursts of Blake's power.

It is a magic that had already been formed.

Blake said, "After finding out what happened here, Mr Scamander asked me to go back first because he was concerned for my safety."

Newt nodded, this was indeed true.

"I used the phoenix to directly apparate back to Godric's Valley, and then I wrote a letter to you, Professor. Then I sent the phoenix back to protect Mr. Scamander."

Newt looked at Blake appreciatively.

If it wasn't for the young Ice Phoenix who came over and knocked him away.

He would have been attacked and killed by those guys long ago.

At that time, the death curse was only a few inches away from him...

"And then I just... fell asleep."

Everyone listened quietly without interrupting Blake's narration.

Because they believe that none of Blake's words was superfluous.

"And then... I had a dream."

Doubt appeared in everyone's eyes.

Could it be that he learned these magics in a dream?

In that case, wasn't it too far-fetched?

Only to hear Blake go on to say: "I dreamed that I was gradually floating off my bed."

"Then... the weirdest thing is that I found my own body still on the bed!"

"I was very scared at that time, thinking that I was dead because I heard some ghost of our academy, The Fat lady, say it."

"When she died, that's how she felt..."

"Just when I thought I was going to die, I suddenly found that my soul was sucked into a strange space!"

"This space is full of all kinds of fantastic colours... It's like... It was like another dimension."

"Just when I was amazed, a crack suddenly appeared in a corner of this fantasy space."

"Or, the crack was already there, and I just happened to discover it..."

"Then I saw a magical force flowing out of that crack."

"And... I could still feel the other side of the crack, there seemed to be a powerful presence!"

"I have no way of knowing what or who that being is, but I seem to be able to hear it whispering to me."

"I tried to control my consciousness and drifted towards that crack..."

"Then I heard a lot of new spells, a lot of new magical knowledge."

"When I woke up from my dream, I thought it was just a dream."

"It was only then that I discovered that those incantations and magical knowledge were deeply imprinted in my mind and that I could still sense that crack at any time, as well as the power flowing out of the crack."

"Then I tried to cast those spells..."

"I found that I couldn't use those magics by myself, but... when I tried to use the strange power flowing from that crack."

"These magic spells all worked!"

"It was a very strange feeling, like... When I use these spells, I borrow the power from the dimension where the powerful existence is..."

Blake said, stretching out his fingers and tapping lightly into the air in front of him.

In the next second, a bizarre space appeared in front of everyone!

Dumbledore looked at the sudden change of surroundings in surprise!

It was found to be exactly the same as the space that Blake dictated just now!

And, just in the corner of the space.

They all saw the irregular crack.

A golden and yellow strange power slowly flowed out of the cracks...

Dumbledore sensed carefully and then felt behind the crack, there was indeed an extremely powerful presence...

As if as long as his sight casts over him, he will be torn into pieces!

"Crack!"

The surrounding impact shattered like glass.

In the next second, the surrounding environment returned to the appearance of the cave again.

It seemed that the fantastic scene just now was just a dream.

But obviously, that was not a dream.

Because Dumbledore saw the same shock as himself from the eyes of others!

"When I was leaving that space, I heard a voice in my ear saying, I am the first person in this world to sense this dimensional space."

"But I don't know why he taught me this magical knowledge, and I don't understand why he was willing to lend me these powerful powers..."

Blake finally said with a puzzled look on his face.

Dumbledore nodded, wondering about what Blake had dreamed about just now to get this power.

And now, when Blake took them together to experience the vision of his dream again.

He was taking Blake's word for it.

If he guessed correctly, Blake's ability to bring them to experience the dream scene again should also be the magic that this powerful existence taught Blake...

Dumbledore pondered for a while, before saying, "Borrowed power... There is no such thing as a powerful free power, and when you borrow it, you have to pay a price..."

Dumbledore hit the point in one sentence.

That was to say that the price had to be paid for borrowing strength.

That being was indeed powerful, and he did lend power to Blake.

But it was not for free.

Which means he must be coveting something about Blake!

And those things were why he decided to lend his power to Blake for!

Otherwise, why would he lend Blake for free?

Blake couldn't help secretly admiring Dumbledore's insight and reaction.

Aberforth said, "Dumbledore is right, so... Although your magic is amazing, I still don't think you should use it too much... Because you really don't know the price you will have to pay in the end, whether you can accept it..."

Blake nodded outwardly, but inwardly he didn't think so.

Under normal circumstances, the use of this supreme magic did require a price.

That's why the Sorcerer Supreme liked to use weapons in close combat because there was no price to pay for using weapons.

However, Blake's situation was the force that the system helped him grab.

There was no need to pay any price for the power you had snatched!

If it doesn't cost you, why can't you use it?

Moody said, "This kind of power... is full of unknowns. If it were me, I wouldn't dare to try it casually... I think, in the future, you should not use it lightly until it is absolutely necessary."

Everyone agreed that the fear of human beings came from the unknown.

Who could know whether this unknown power is good or bad?

"Okay, I'll use as little as possible." Blake reluctantly agreed.

Of course, he would still use it in private.

"An extra means of self-defence is also good." Dumbledore patted Blake's shoulder,

"Overall, this is also a good thing."

In his opinion, it was harmless to use this kind of magic only during battle, as long as it was not used at ordinary times.

After all, Blake still had to go to school, and in school, fights like today's were rare.

At least even he hasn't fought like today for many years.

Moreover, in school, even if you really have to fight with your classmates.

As the chairman of the duelling club, Blake doesn't seem to need this powerful magic...

Before he got this power, he could protect himself well with Defense Against the Dark Arts.

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