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This was truly a ridiculous matter.

An eleven-year-old child.

How could he have mastered the Shapeshifting Spell to such an extent?

But…

Dumbledore had confirmed it!

Although Dumbledore sometimes liked to do unexpected things.

However, they had been colleagues for many years.

Professor McGonagall could still tell when he was joking.

When did he ever tell the truth?

In other words…

Though Professor McGonagall found it hard to believe.

But now, he had no choice but to believe this.

"I understand your shock. Minerva." Dumbledore sighed.

An expression that seemed to be expected appeared on his face.

"Back then, when I saw the scene.”

"I'm even more shocked than you.”

Dumbledore looked behind Professor McGonagall.

The opened letter on the table.

"It's from Miss Granger?”

Professor McGonagall nodded.

"The boy wanted to ask me about Transfiguration.”

Dumbledore sighed.

"No wonder. That child is so strong, just like you back then.”

"I think she must have suffered a blow yesterday.”

"However, in this world, geniuses don't represent everything.”

"The most important thing is to never lose confidence in yourself.”

Professor McGonagall knew that this was when Dumbledore asked her to reply.

He wanted to encourage that little girl.

Otherwise, that child might really become self-abased.

Sometimes, the more conceited a person was, the more fragile they were.

Dumbledore was silent for a moment.

Only then did he speak.

"Hmm…since you already know about that boy, I'll let you know.”

" Then I can reveal something to you…"

"You'll find out sooner or later anyway.”

Professor McGonagall had just come back to her senses.

He looked at Dumbledore doubtfully.

"That boy…In fact, the matter I'm going to do this time is related to him.”

said Dumbledore quietly.

"That boy?" Professor McGonagall looked quizzically at Dumbledore. "What happened to him?"

Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore had worked together for so many years.

It had been many years since she had seen such a helpless expression on Dumbledore's face.

"The boy was called Black Greene.”said Dumbledore.

"Oh…I have an impression." Professor McGonagall nodded.

Every year at this time, she was the one who went to check the admission book.

He also wrote down the names of the young wizards of the right age.

Then, he prepared the admission letter.

She had an impression of Black Green.

" Hmm…Take a look at the book of admission now, and you'll understand…"

"No matter what, I'll tell you when I get back. After all…I can't confirm it yet.”

"My thoughts are just unproven speculations.”

Dumbledore's face was serious.

"Alright then…"

Although Professor McGonagall was really curious now.

But…

Since Dumbledore wasn't sure.

Then she didn't ask any more questions.

He could only hope that Dumbledore wasn't investigating anything bad.

Otherwise…

The wizarding world had only been stable for a few years!

After Dumbledore left.

Professor McGonagall thought.

He immediately walked towards the tower where the access book was stored.

This was the first time she had been there twice in a year.

The Book of Entry opened.

"Black Green..."

"Hmm?"

"Grimm…Grindelwald?"

Professor McGonagall looked at Black's last name.

The letters that were added after Grimm.

Then, she clutched her chest in shock.

Grindelwald!

No wonder Dumbledore had that look on his face!

Was that child the descendant of that man?

Moreover, why wasn't Grindelwald recorded in the Book of Entry?

The answer to everything.

Maybe we'll have to wait until Dumbledore gets back to find out....

……

Blake was eating his breakfast.

He was reading Hermione's letter.

Suddenly, a system notification sounded!

"Ding! Shock detected!"

"Ding! Drawing treasure chests for the host!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the Host for obtaining a Golden Treasure Chest!”

Black dropped the noodles from his fork.

" Hiss…Another treasure chest?!"

"Which immortal sister gave me this treasure chest!”

Blake looked at the golden treasure chest in the system space in surprise.

Was it Hermione?

That's not right. I didn't provoke her today.

Even if she was shocked, I don't have a treasure chest!

One had to know that the target of the emotional fluctuation was him, the Blackburn Rovers.

Only then would the system trigger the treasure chest draw.

If not…

Then the system would continue to play dead.

Of course Black didn't know.

It was because of a letter from Hermione.

Professor McGonagall was shocked by his deeds.

Of course, if Black knew.

I'd run over to Hermione's house and give her a good kiss.

What a treasure girl!

He was not the only one who gave him a treasure chest.

He even asked someone to give him a treasure chest!

"That's great…"

Blake looked at the Bronze Treasure Chest and the Gold Treasure Chest in the System Space.

He was in a very good mood.

"Maybe I should buy a lottery ticket today?”

Black finished his breakfast in a hurry.

He ran back to his room.

"System, help me open the Bronze Treasure Chest!”

He ran back to his room and opened the treasure chest.

It was because Black was worried that there would be another special situation like the ancient magic last night.

What if something suddenly appeared in front of him?

It was not easy for him to explain…

"Ding! Opening the Bronze Treasure Chest for the Host!”

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 50 gold coins!”

"Eh?"

Blake looked at the 50 golden coins that were automatically placed in the system warehouse in surprise.

System Warehouse?

There wasn't any before!

With a thought.

A gold coin appeared in his hand.

Blake looked at the gold coin in his hand excitedly.

This was the first time he had given a real reward!

He wasn't happy because he was paying.

It was because…

This proved that apart from being able to obtain talents and skills from the treasure chest.

He could even get a physical item!

Moreover…

Blake thought again.

The Galleon disappeared from Blake's hand again.

It reappeared in the system warehouse.

Blake excitedly picked up a pen from the table.

He muttered in his heart.

In the next second.

The fountain pen disappeared from his hand.

He once again focused his attention on the system warehouse.

Blake realized.

The old fountain pen was lying quietly beside the pile of Galleons!

As expected!

This was because this was the first time a material reward had appeared.

That was why Blake didn't realize it until now.

So the system had a system warehouse!

It was not a system space that could only store treasure chests.

Instead, it was a system warehouse that could store physical objects!

"What the f * ck! Trash system! I knew you didn't give me the instruction manual!”

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