Chapter 312 Hermione: It Turns Out That I Am Not Worthy...
There are actually no nobility in name only in the wizarding world.
There are only rich people who live like nobles.
The Worley family is such a wealthy family.
Of course, so is Mr. Delacour, who is waiting outside the Warley family's manor.
Mr. Delacour's visit caught Mr. Warley off guard.
When Mr. Delacour was cleared into the living room and sat down.
Mr. Worley asked doubtfully: "I remember that I said in the letter that I would go to France with the raw materials to find you. Why did you come here in person?"
"I originally wanted to come over and buy a few bottles of life-extending potion, and then meet with you to discuss things." Mr. Delacour said.
"what about now?"
"Now..." Mr. Delacour clenched his fists, "I came here without buying the life-extending potion. I just wanted to ask a question.
"what?"
"What did Blake give you?"
"Um...why do you ask that?" Mr. Worley was confused.
I don’t know why Delacour suddenly came over and asked me this question.
To be honest, he didn't really want to answer.
After all, this is not within the scope of cooperation.
Mr. Delacour also knew that he was a little excited.
So he unclenched his fist again, picked up the coffee and took a sip.
"Blake gave me the formula for the life-extending potion."
Mr. Worley's eyes widened in shock.
The recipe for a life-extending potion?
That's the equivalent of a hen laying golden eggs!
Blake actually gave it to the Delacour family?
Mr Worley was shocked.
In the long run, the formula of the life-extending potion is actually more precious than the seeds of the magical plants in his hands.
"I've given you an explanation...then, can you tell me what Blake gave you?"
Facing Mr. Delacour, who looked determined.
Mr. Worley asked doubtfully: "Why are you so sure that Blake will give us something?"
"Because... you have a daughter too, don't you?"
When Mr. Worley heard this, his brows immediately wrinkled.
He already somewhat understood what Mr. Delacour meant.
However, even though he is also a daughter slave.
But his ideas are not so extreme.
"No way...you see, Blake did give us something to the Woley family."
"But, they are just the seeds of some rare and magical plants."
"Although these plants are also very good, they are compared with the formula of the life-extending potion."
"These seeds are still a little inferior."
Mr. Delacour looked serious.
"Is there a possibility that the thing I got is better because...I have two daughters? And you...only have one...right?"
"so....……"
"Crack!"
Mr. Worley's cup fell to the floor.
Broken to pieces...
"We can ignore them if they interact normally in the future."
"But...if that kid wants to step into several ships...then I won't agree to it!"
"Ah sneeze!"
Blake rubbed his nose depressedly.
He felt suspicious.
My body's physique has been strengthened to this extent.
Why do I still sneeze when I have a cold?
"Hmm...it must be too much cumin..."
Blake comforted herself like this.
He grabbed another handful of chili powder and sprinkled it on the large handful of meat skewers in his hand.
Then, the smell in the air becomes even more fragrant.
"Aha, Blake, your skills are really good."
Hagrid walked out of the hut.
In his hands were fresh meat skewers.
In this kind of weather, having a barbecue at the door and enjoying the snow is probably a beautiful thing.
"Hagrid, why is it all meat? Please skewer some vegetables."
Blake placed the grilled skewers on an empty plate.
Then he used a bubble charm on the plate to cover the meat skewers and keep them warm...
Hagrid said awkwardly: "This is winter, Blake, it's hard to find vegetables now... Can potatoes be okay?"
Blake rolled his eyes at Hagrid, "I just came to barbecue because I was tired of eating the queen..."
"Hey, even Muggles can eat vegetables in winter, why can't we wizards?"
"Aren't magic vegetables more delicious than greenhouse vegetables?"
Blake took out a sack from his pocket and handed it to Hagrid.
Hagrid opened the sack and found that it was filled with all kinds of fresh vegetables!
"Aha! Just be prepared!"
With that said, he went back into the house to put vegetables through.
Blake took the raw meat skewers and placed them on the grill to continue grilling.
Then my mind recalled what happened a few days ago.
At St. Mungo's, Blake came back after teaching the healers the magic spell to regenerate severed limbs.
At that time, Dumbledore also asked Blake if he had a way to cure the Longbottoms.
Blake replied that he hasn’t thought of a solution yet…
In fact, he already has a way...
If you use the wishful wand, it should be possible.
However, Blake did not intend to cure the Longbottoms that day.
The reasons are divided into several aspects.
First, use the wishful thinking wand.
Curing the Longbottoms will definitely result in a new curse.
If he guessed correctly.
This spell must have something to do with the soul.
It was completely different from the magic spell for rebirth of severed limbs that Dean Bohan taught them that day.
Then, this will be a brand new super healing spell!
On a technical level, it is even more advanced than the curse of rebirth after severed limbs.
However, even Blake's genius has been well known to everyone.
However, if he casts two such awesome spells in a row in one day.
Even Dumbledore would probably want to pry his head open and take a look...
It's really hard to explain this...
Secondly, when he opened the treasure chests of those people, he had basically exhausted them with his amputated limb rebirth spell!
If the soul-repairing spell is revealed at this time, the Longbottoms can be cured.
Then, Blake can no longer get any benefit from them if the treasure chest drops reach the upper limit!
So, after many considerations.
Blake had no choice but to make the Longbottoms suffer for a few more days.
Have this time to buffer.
It's better to let Dean Bohan and the others digest the curse of rebirth of severed limbs first.
At this time, in the direction of the castle, Hannah walked over alone.
She looked at the meat skewers in Blake's hand, and her eyes suddenly lit up.
He quickly ran over and pulled a chair next to Blake.
"Why can your barbecue be so fragrant? Can you teach me?"
"Of course, you can take this..."
Blake handed her half of the skewers.
"Why did you come here alone? Where is Hermione?"
Hannah shrugged and said while turning the barbecue in her hand: "She said she still had a potions paper to finish and she didn't have time to come over."
Blake touched his nose, and then couldn't help sneezing to the side.
Because the hand he touched his nose just grabbed chili powder...
Blake rubbed his nose with the back of his hand, and then said with some confusion: "Why do I feel like something's not right with Hermione lately?"
"Why is it that every time I call her, I don't have time..."
"Eh...that's not right...didn't she finish the Potions paper on Friday night?"
Hannah took a brush and dipped it in some oil, then skillfully brushed it on the grill.
"What else could be the reason why I don't want to see you?"
Blake put down the skewers in his hand and looked at Hannah in astonishment.
"Hiss... you have a point, Hannah."
"But...why is this?"
Hannah shook her head, "I don't know either, but... I heard her talking to herself a few times before."
"What did she say?" Blake asked.
"She seemed to say she was the only one who couldn't help or anything..."
Hannah's eyes were drawn to the skewers Blake placed on the plate.
Blake saw this and took the uncooked kebab from her hand.
Then reach out to the plate of already cooked skewers.
He took a few fragrant skewers and handed them to Hannah.
Watching Hannah eating kebabs happily.
While Blake was grilling skewers, he was thinking about Hermione.
"...Do you think you can't help...?"
"It seems that I was indeed negligent."
Ask the Delacour family for help.
Even Cassandra felt uncomfortable.
What about Hermione?
In addition, Hermione herself was somewhat hostile to Cassandra.
Therefore, she has been silently competing with Cassandra.
Whether it's in terms of grades or duels.
However, now.
When Blake needs help.
Cassandra's Woley family and Fleur's Delacour family both helped Blake.
And only she......
As a Muggle dentist, she couldn't give Blake any help in this matter.
This made Hermione, who had always refused to admit defeat, feel defeated.
The minds of smart people always like to dig into some strange corners.
Hermione happened to be a very smart person.
So, she now begins to feel like she can't help herself.
It's no longer appropriate to be friends with someone like Blake.
Blake sighed and looked at Hannah who was eating skewers with a smile on her face.
Sometimes he wished Hermione could be as heartless as Hannah...
Blake skillfully sprinkled the seasoning on the skewers in his hand.
Then he stuffed all the grilled skewers into Hannah's hands.
He stood up and looked in the direction of the castle.
He opened the eyes of reality.
His gaze went directly through the thick walls of the castle and towards the library.
Only in the library.
Hermione was sitting by the window.
There was a thick potions book spread out in front of her.
And the paper that had been completed long ago was being put aside by her.
Hermione looked like she was reading a book.
But Blake noticed that her eyes were unfocused.
The books on the table look like they have been open for a long time.
But Hermione read it for most of the day and never turned a page.
Blake raised his hand and wanted to touch his nose again.
Fortunately, as soon as he raised his hand, he remembered the chili powder and quickly put it down again.
Hannah ate on the side with her mouth full of oil and her cheeks bulging like a little hamster.
She swallowed a mouthful of meat with difficulty, and then said: "You seem to be confused."
Blake glanced at Hannah again.
How can you say that Hannah is heartless?
Have you ever seen a heartless person so careful?
"Thank you for telling me about Hermione."
Blake said gratefully.
If Hannah hadn't hinted to him that something was wrong with Hermione.
And told him what he heard.
Blake, who was busy with other things, could hardly notice Hermione's mood, who had been staying at school.
Hannah put down the skewers in her hands and whispered:
"Actually, I'm also very confused...whether I should tell you this or not."
"But...I still think you should know..."
...Hannah, you are so considerate... Blake said sincerely.
Hannah shook her head, "I'm not really considerate... I just think that even if I don't tell you, you will know it sooner or later, so why not let me tell you, and then
You can get a considerate evaluation from you.
Blake looked at Hannah in surprise, "You...if you planned it this way, why did you say it?"
Hannah smiled and said: "Because in this case, you will definitely think that I am not only caring, but also sincere!"
Sincerity is a surefire skill.
He told Blake all his plans and little thoughts.
This is the bright card.
However, because this card carries sincerity.
So, not only does Blake not dislike Hannah because of this.
I also think she is cute and straightforward...
Blake sighed again.
He felt that Hannah had taught him a lesson.
He also found an answer to the question in his heart.
How to get Hermione out of her haze?
Just be sincere.
This seems to be what Hannah is going to tell Blake.
At this time, Hagrid came out of the house.
He held a plate in his hand.
On the plate, there are many fresh vegetables on the ground with skewers.
Skewering vegetables, Blake taught Hagrid before.
Now it seems that Hagrid has learned quite well.
Hannah saw the vegetables, picked them up and said, "I'm the best at roasting vegetables! Just leave it to me."
"Blake, just go about your business first."
Blake nodded, "Okay."
library.
Hermione looked at the book in front of her quietly.
However, she didn't even get a letter in the book.
Because she was very confused.
Cassandra is a really tough opponent.
Whether it is study or other aspects.
She is not someone he can defeat easily.
Originally, Hermione had always thought that she and Cassandra were in a 50-50 split.
...
Until she saw Blake looking for Cassandra and wanting to cooperate with her family.
Only then did Hermione realize that the situation between herself and Cassandra was not 50-50 at all!
Because she neglected to account for the family factors of both parties!
If...if Blake wants to find a girlfriend in the future.
Then... Cassandra or Fleur, who can help his career, are his first choices.
M2......
A Muggle-born witch, the daughter of a dentist.
What capital is there to compete with them?
It turns out that I am not worthy anymore...
Frustrated......unwilling...
These negative emotions filled Hermione's heart.
"Oh...forget it..." Hermione said softly.
"Forget it?" a familiar voice sounded in Hermione's ears.
Hermione raised her head and happened to see Blake's familiar face with a bright smile.
"No...nothing."
Blake took the paper and looked at it.
"Now that you've finished writing the paper, you must be free, right?"
"Come, I'll take you somewhere."
Sparks flew, and the next second, Hermione and Blake completely disappeared into the library.
i, the house elf Baker appears.
He snapped his fingers gently.
Then everything Hermione left behind automatically flew into a box.
Immediately afterwards, Baker also took the box and disappeared. .
