The Rich And Generous Professor Babling!(2)

Blake had just returned to the Hufflepuff common room when Hannah approached him.

"You... you didn't get expelled, did you?" she asked anxiously.

"No... but I lost twenty points and got a month of detention," Blake said miserably.

"Oh..." Hannah breathed a sigh of relief. "So, are you going to Professor Babbling for detention?"

Blake looked at Hannah in surprise. "How did you know?"

"They said... they said that after you received Professor Babbling's note, your eyes were shining..."

"They said that you, you big pervert, must have set your sights on the young and beautiful Professor Babbling. And now it seems like it's true..."

Hannah's gaze at Blake had turned into the gaze of someone looking at a pervert.

"You... you shouldn't listen to their nonsense, Hannah. How could I be a pervert? They're slandering me! I'm a good person!" Blake defended himself. "

Do you think I'm a good person?"

"Yes," Hannah said.

Blake breathed a sigh of relief. "Then do you think I'm like a pervert?"

"I think so," Hannah nodded decisively.

"Huh?" Blake was dumbfounded.

Hannah said seriously, "You... you made us all squeeze into your invisibility cloak just to take advantage... Don't think I'm stupid, I'm just quiet, and most of the time I'm very clever!"

Blake: ...

Suddenly, this sentence sounded familiar to him.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Blake knocked on Professor Babbling's office door on time.

The offices of the Hogwarts professors were actually connected to their living quarters.

The outside was the office area, while the inner room was the living area.

When Blake stepped into Professor Babbling's office, he felt a creepy feeling.

It was different from the well-lit offices of the other professors.

Professor Babbling's office was very dark.

It was even darker than Snape's underground dungeon. Only the fireplace emitted a little warmth.

If Blake wasn't an ordinary wizard, he would have been scared and weak at the sight of this scene.

However, for some reason, Blake always felt comfortable in this environment.

He even found Snape's gloomy underground dungeon quite cosy...

Can a person feel fear in a comfortable environment? Obviously not.

Especially someone like Blake, who was bold and fearless.

"Please have a seat." A pleasant female voice came from the sofa in front of the fireplace.

Blake walked over and happened to see Professor Babbling sitting on the side of the sofa, reading a book.

Professor Babbling looked younger and more beautiful than he had imagined.

And... wealthy and generous!

"Young man, what are you daydreaming about? Come sit down."

Professor Babbling put down the book in her hand and smiled, patting the empty seat beside her.

"Um... alright, Professor Babbling." Blake didn't refuse and sat down next to Professor Babbling.

"I heard that you voluntarily requested to be confined here with me for your detention?"

Professor Babbling looked at Blake with interest. Then she put aside her glass and replaced it with a teapot.

"Yes, Professor Babbling." Blake graciously accepted the teacup handed to him by Professor Babbling.

"Can you tell me why?" Professor Babbling asked.

"I love ancient Runes, Professor Babbling. But I'm only in my first year and haven't been able to take the Ancient Runes course yet.

"So... since I was destined to be confined this time, I applied to come here with you. Also, I am very grateful that you agreed to my request."

Blake said sincerely.

Even though Dumbledore helped him, allowing him to be confined with Professor Babbling, it still required Professor Babbling's agreement.

If Professor Babbling herself didn't agree, even Dumbledore couldn't force her.

But fortunately, Professor Babbling readily agreed to Blake's request.

"Why do you like ancient Runes so much?"

"I think your good friend, Miss Granger, must have told you about it."

"How boring my courses are..."

Blake shook his head, "I haven't taken your courses, so I can't judge."

"But ancient Runes... it's different from the History of Magic! It's definitely not dull knowledge!"

"Just thinking about it, the effect you need a spell to achieve, can be achieved with a special ancient Rune."

"Isn't that a magical thing?"

Babbling smiled and said, "Just like the ancient Runic script you intentionally dropped in front of me on that piece of parchment, right?"

Blake pretended not to know and said, "A piece of parchment with ancient Runic script? Oh... I did lose one last time. But it wasn't intentional."

Babbling took out the piece of parchment and said, "Whether it was intentional or not... I have to say, this piece of parchment really caught my attention."

"To seal a powerful ancient Runic script so securely on a regular piece of parchment... how did you do it?" Babbling asked curiously.

In fact, she was well aware that the ancient Runic script had its own power. So she had thought about it before.

As long as the powerful ancient Runic script was sealed in a fixed place, once activated, it could be used. It seemed very convenient no matter how you thought about it.

However... symbols of this kind, which even required a magic spell to isolate their power when printed in textbooks, would immediately take effect once activated on materials like parchment.

The material on which the ancient Runic script was depicted would instantly deteriorate...

Even the most basic delay effect was absent, which was quite frustrating.

Unless it was a metal like alchemical mithril, which had enough magical adaptability to withstand the entire process.

But if the ancient Runic script engraved on it was too powerful, even Mithril with its excellent magical adaptability would not be able to withstand it.

This was also the reason why some high-intensity alchemical tools would be damaged. And Mithril was too precious.

It was not impossible to conveniently apply the ancient Runic script to daily life...

But because of cost issues, it was simply impossible to popularize.

Because for alchemical tools containing a large amount of mithril, not many people can afford to buy them...

"I found a clever solution, Professor Babbling. I use ink made from dragon blood to write ancient runes like Nifflish."

"When I write, I just need to seal the magic of the dragon blood."

"When I want to use it, I unseal the dragon blood, and the inherent magic of the dragon blood triggers the power of the ancient Nifflish runes."

"The dragon blood acts like a detonator in a bomb... and the ancient Nifflish runes represent the bomb that is to be triggered."

Professor Babbling's eyes suddenly lit up. Although she didn't quite understand the metaphor of the bomb behind Blake's words, she still understood what Blake meant.

The fundamental reason was that he didn't directly seal the ancient Nifflish runes themselves, but the ink used to write them!

Sometimes things were like this. When you keep considering one aspect and can't succeed, try thinking from a different perspective, and you may achieve unexpected results!

Babbling looked at Blake with a fiery gaze. This little guy was like Merlin sent specifically to help her solve the problem...

With him around, her years of effort would no longer be in vain! Excited, Babbling hugged Blake and said,

"I have a research project recently... Little guy, would you like to be my assistant?"

"Umm...," Blake struggled, unable to catch his breath!

Can't we have a proper conversation? What's the meaning of suddenly bringing up face wash? Seriously...

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