How Can There Be Such A Big Tiger! It's Just A Big Cat!(1)
Ron couldn't help but say, "Harry... You-Know-Who is also a Parseltongue."
Hearing this, Harry felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
Then what the Sorting Hat had said to him that day echoed in his ears again.
"Perhaps Slytherin is more suitable for your talents..."
Harry was numb, "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
[Ding! An emotion of panic and panic was detected.]
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting a golden treasure chest!]
[Ding! The target's dropped treasure chest has reached the upper limit today!]
After listening to the system prompt, Blake stepped forward and patted Harry on the shoulder.
"Oh, Harry, blame me for not speaking clearly."
"I mean, Parseltongues are generally dark wizards..."
Harry looked at Blake dejectedly, was that any consolation?
"Ahem... I mean, generally yes, but there are some cases where they aren't."
"Really?" Harry looked at Blake pitifully.
"Most certainly!"
"But, who is that exception?" Harry asked.
Blake stroked his chin thinking.
Strictly speaking.
The descendants of the Slytherins weren't all bad guys.
But...
"That example is you."
"What?"
"Yes! Are you a dark wizard?"
"Of course not!"
"Then aren't you the one exception?"
Blake spread his hands.
Harry looked at Blake in bewilderment.
'Really, he made a good point.'
Although something always felt wrong.
Harry was silent for a while, then said, "But, why do I know that... what was it again, Parseltongue?"
"From the beginning, I thought that everyone had this ability..."
Ron added, "No, Harry, not everyone has this ability. The most well-known Parseltongue in modern times is only that mysterious man."
Harry looked at Ron resentfully, "Thank you for the popularization but don't popularize it next time."
"Actually, I sort of know what's going on."
Blake looked at the scar on Harry's forehead.
Harry involuntarily held his own scar.
"Is it related to this?"
Blake said: "Yes... I guess after You-Know-Who's magic was bounced off of you. Perhaps some of his power was transferred to you."
"That's why you get some skills from the mysterious person."
Harry Potter without anyone knowing.
Was being manipulated by Voldemort and he became a Horcrux that even he himself didn't know existed.
It stands to reason that a piece of Voldemort's soul was now entangled with Harry's soul.
He actually wanted to punch Harry's soul out with a single palm to take a look.
And see what Harry's soul looks like now!
But the timing didn't seem good right now.
However, he thought of a better time!
Harry felt better after hearing Blake's words.
He really didn't want to have anything to do with Slytherin House and Voldemort!
Therefore, when it is learned that this ability may be passively possessed.
He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Suddenly, Harry looked at Blake and said, "Blake, can you do me a favour?"
"What?" Blake asked.
"I... you remember what I said about the Philosopher's Stone?"
"Of course, I remember."
"Then... can you help me protect the Philosopher's Stone?" Harry said sincerely.
He had always known how good Blake was.
No matter what the situation was, his Hufflepuff classmate could always deal with it calmly.
Even being punished by his own nightmare—Snape, with extremely outrageous ways of deducting points and even threatening to be expelled.
He was neither humble nor overbearing and even turned against Snape.
And now, he saw that they all qualified Hagrid's pet as a cutie and mighty beast.
Now they were all obediently listening to Blake's words.
His admiration for Blake was even greater.
Therefore, he had the idea of wanting to recruit Blake into the team.
He and Ron were no match for Snape, and in that case, Snape would steal the Philosopher's Stone sooner or later.
But if Blake joined them.
Then it will be different!
Moreover, judging from what Blake has been doing before, He was a good classmate with a sense of justice!
'Therefore, Blake will definitely agree to my request!'
"Excuse me, I refuse..." Blake said.
Harry seemed to hear himself being slapped in the face.
"What?... why?"
"The Philosopher's Stone is very safe, Harry."
"Nobody in this world can steal it."
Blake said firmly.
Can it be unsafe?
The real Philosopher's Stone had long since been sent back to Nicolas Flamel's safe house.
Also, they used the red courage and Fidelius Charm to protect it.
The keeper was still him, Blake.
As long as Blake didn't volunteer the address to anyone.
Then the Philosopher's Stone will be safe forever!
And in this world, there seemed to be no one who wanted to force Blake to tell the secret in his heart.
Blake wasn't going to tell Harry any of this, so Harry wasn't sympathetic.
So, after seeing Blake's refusal, he said eagerly, "But... Snape..."
"Stop blaming Snape all the time, Harry."
"Although I admit, Snape is a vicious, black-bellied, petty, arrogant, greasy, weird uncle who doesn't like to wash his hair..."
"But that doesn't mean that when something bad might happen, he's the one to blame."
A certain professor in the underground classroom sneezed several times in succession.
Then he looked at the pot of potion contaminated by his own saliva with a stinky face...
Blake said, "Even if you don't trust Snape, you should trust Professor Dumbledore."
"There must be a reason for him to trust Snape so much."
Although Blake's words made sense, Harry still felt that Snape was not a good person.
He had that face of the villain...
'If Professor Snape was indeed not a bad guy, then who was?'
After returning from the grassland.
Hagrid reluctantly sent Blake and the others out the door.
Especially for Blake...
Hagrid wondered when he would be able to visit Blake's "ranch" for the second time.
But Blake couldn't give a definite time.
Because after the materials were purchased.
He will manually make a few more Poké Balls.
Then put those beasts into the elf ball and continue to evolve them.
There would be no magical animals on the ranch then.
Even if Hagrid comes again as a guest, he won't see those "little cuties" anymore.
As for the worried Harry, Blake said what he had to say had already been said.
Next, it depended on how he chooses.
Anyway, Blake wasn't going to be a part of Dumbledore's next "stage play".
That night, Blake came to the Room of Requirement again.
He decided that it would be better to move all the magical animals in the Room of Requirement to the ranch.
"As for the various magical plants, they would stay here temporarily."
"Waiting until the busy work is over."
Sitting in front of the log cabin in the Room of Requirement, Blake began to take stock of what he had gained during this time.
Blake opened the system space.
And after a synthesis session,
In his system space, there were two diamond treasure chests lying quietly.
Blake couldn't help but sigh.
It was hard to get treasure chests recently, it's shocking to rely on the equipment alone. Even for Harry and the others, it is difficult to pop out a gold-level treasure chest.
Because they seem to be used to Blake's bullshit.
"Looks like I need to find another way."
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