Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could a Little Hufflepuff Have? Chapter 17

Suddenly.

The Quill of Acceptance, which had remained still beside them, slowly rose into the air.

Then it moved close to the Book of Admission.

The Book of Admission cooperatively opened its pages as well.

Then.

Before Dumbledore's astonished eyes.

The Quill of Acceptance wrote several letters on the Book of Admission's page!

On the yellowed page.

Several letters were added after a name whose ink had already grown somewhat old.

That name was...

"Black Grindelwald!"

Dumbledore frowned.

Someone had deliberately concealed Black's true surname!

Even the Book of Admission and the Quill of Acceptance had been deceived!

Dumbledore knew.

The magic concealing Black's surname.

Was on that Nameplate.

The magical disturbance Black had triggered today had been too intense.

It had unexpectedly broken the magic hiding his surname.

Only then had the Book of Admission and Quill of Acceptance recognized Black's true surname again.

And filled in the missing letters of Black's surname!

"Black Grindelwald."

"Date of birth: August 15, 1980."

Dumbledore silently memorized Black's birthday.

Then he turned and left the tower.

Now.

He had to make a long journey...

Chapter 11: A Pleasant Treasure Chest Opening! Supreme Rune Talent!

Mrs. Marian was ultimately all bark and no bite.

So.

When Black returned to his room, rubbing his ear red from being twisted.

His arms were also full of the desserts Mrs. Marian had left for him.

After Black returned to his room.

The first thing he did was pile all the desserts onto the bed.

Then he began checking the doors and windows.

After making sure they were all locked.

And that no one would disturb him.

He pulled over a broken chair and sat down.

Then he began inspecting the System Space!

He did not even spare a glance for his favorite desserts.

The desserts were delicious.

But at this very moment.

What could be happier than opening Treasure Chests?

At this moment.

Several chests lay quietly within the System Space.

Black counted them briefly.

Right now.

He had a total of five chests.

Among them.

There was one Bronze Treasure Chest.

One Silver Treasure Chest.

Two Gold Treasure Chests.

And most importantly...

There was also a Supreme Treasure Chest!

This was a chest certified by the system.

Of the highest quality!

He had not expected one to drop so soon.

Black pondered for a moment.

Then decided to start with the lower-quality chests.

Of course, the good stuff had to be saved for last!

"System! I want to open the Treasure Chests. Open the Bronze Treasure Chest first!"

Black said softly.

"Ding! The system is opening the Bronze Treasure Chest for the host!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining Intermediate Cooking Mastery!"

"Cooking? Hmm..."

Black was starting to grasp the pattern behind the items produced by the system's Treasure Chests.

This Bronze Treasure Chest had dropped from Mrs. Marian.

And Mrs. Marian was an excellent cook.

So the chance of obtaining cooking-related skills from this chest had increased accordingly.

"Perhaps, if I want to learn certain skills in the future, I can find the right people... and farm Treasure Chests?"

At that thought, Black's eyes lit up!

Picking the right card pool had always been an unchanging truth!

"Ding! Installing Intermediate Cooking Mastery for the host."

"Ding! Installation successful!"

Then, Black felt a massive amount of cooking knowledge appear in his mind!

Not only that.

He also felt that his hands had gained a great deal of skill.

If someone handed him a kitchen knife right now.

He felt like he could carve flowers into tofu...

This meant he would not end up in the awkward situation where his mind knew how, but his hands did not.

"Wonderful!"

Although it was only an intermediate skill.

And had nothing to do with magic.

It was a skill Black had always wanted!

After all, he loved good food more than anything.

But... unfortunately...

He was also a menace in the Kitchen...

He had once pestered the highly skilled Mrs. Marian to teach him how to cook.

But...

Mrs. Marian had only endured him for an hour.

Before driving him out of the Kitchen...

But now!

Mom would never have to worry about him not knowing how to cook again!

After enjoying himself for a while, Black casually opened a small box of cake.

Then took a bite.

"Hmm... The flavor is still a little lacking. It would be perfect if there were a bit more honey."

"Hm?"

Only after giving his evaluation did Black realize.

That after gaining Intermediate Cooking Mastery.

He could actually taste the quality of food made by other chefs.

At the very least, the baker at that dessert shop.

Was already far inferior to Black's current skill!

But everyone knew.

No one without real skill would dare open a dessert shop in London!

That dessert shop's baker should have been quite good.

Which meant...

Intermediate skills were not as poor as Black had imagined!

At the very least, they were much better than ordinary professionals!

By that comparison.

Perhaps ordinary professionals.

Could only reach beginner-level mastery in their specialty.

At this moment.