Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

Blake turned and gave her a bright smile.

Cassandra sighed, feeling worried.

"Why are you always so heartless..."

Hermione came over, carrying her large school bag.

"I don't think you need to worry about him. He can even defeat Hidden Beast."

"But the Hidden Beast can't cast spells. Sometimes, humans are much scarier than beasts."

Cassandra said with some worry.

She was in Slytherin.

So you can often hear those senior guys planning how to plot against Blake in club activities.

The more I heard, the more worried I naturally became.

After all the little wizards gathered around.

The stations look disorganized.

But if you look closely you can still see that there are several factions.

Except for a few Slytherin "traitors" like Cassandra.

The other little snakes all stood in one place.

His eyes were fixed on Black and the Hufflepuffs behind him.

Hufflepuff and Gryffindor have been getting along like brothers lately.

So many young Gryffindor wizards also stood with them.

The Ravenclaw students stood next to the Slytherins.

They still knew about Slytherin's movements.

However, most Ravenclaws adopted a neutral attitude.

There are few who support Black as directly as Penello.

……

"Welcome...everyone to the first club activity of the Duel Club." Quirrell said.

There was immediate applause in the auditorium.

There was excitement on everyone's face.

Quirrell looked a little nervous.

After all, being in the spotlight has never been his forte.

Even the Dueling Club was created by Voldemort.

Otherwise, he would have stayed there forever...

Until you get the Philosopher's Stone.

Dumbledore stood in the staff chair.

Looking at the eager little wizards below.

I sighed softly, thinking that I had indeed been a little negligent in the past few years.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor position is so hard to fill.

We should indeed hold more activities in this regard.

Unexpectedly, this Quirrell actually facilitated something that was not a bad thing.

Wait until the applause gradually died down.

Quirrell felt numb looking at so many pairs of eyes.

I...what am I going to say next?

Beads of sweat slowly ran down his forehead.

be terribly upset……

Quirrell glanced at the little wizard below.

Then I saw Blake standing in the front.

Quirrell walked straight towards Blake as if he had seen his savior.

"This is the president of our dueling club!"

"BLACK GREEN!"

Quirrell exclaimed.

Warm applause sounded again.

Black's reputation among young wizards is quite high.

After all, he was a ruthless person who could make Snape apologize in public.

Many people are actually very grateful to him.

So, Blake is only in the first grade.

But no one actually has any objection to him becoming the chairman of the Duel Club.

of course……

Except for the Slytherins...

"Blake, come up quickly!" Quirrell called out.

Quirrell thought Black was so eloquent.

Last time, just a few words were enough to mobilize a large group of people to oppose Snape.

It is very appropriate for him to host the first club activity of the Duel Club.

It can also completely free myself from the problem of being bad at speaking.

why not?

Blake was hiding among the girls, watching the fun happily.

Although I know I will definitely go on stage.

but……

He really didn't expect that Quirrell would let him go up so quickly...

"Go ahead!" Penelope said, "beat up those Slytherins!"

Cassandra glared at her in disapproval.

She's a Slytherin too.

Blake scratched his head and decided to go on stage.

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Blake looked at the duel stage which was as high as his chest.

Professor Dumbledore, do you dare to change into another staircase or something?

This... I'll just climb up there, how uncool!

"Let us carry you up!" Two identical voices sounded in my ears.

Blake quickly waved his hands, "No! I can do it myself."

You can tell from the voices that it's the Weasley twins.

God knows whether these two guys with no sense of boundaries will play tricks on me?

"Everyone, please step back. I am going to... go on stage."

As Blake spoke, the people around him took two steps back spontaneously.

Blake pulled out his strange, silver wand.

He gently tapped the dueling stage.

Then wooden steps appeared on the edge of the platform.

It extended from the platform all the way to his feet.

Professor McGonagall looked at this scene with amazement in her eyes.

"This is my student, Pomona." Professor McGonagall couldn't help but say proudly.

She teaches Transfiguration, and her students are so good at it.

Regardless of whether she learned it from her or not, she felt a sense of accomplishment.

Professor Sprout glanced at Professor McGonagall, who was looking delighted and proud.

Then he said slowly in a more proud tone: "Yes...that is our most outstanding student in Hufflepuff!"

Professor McGonagall looked at Professor Sprout resentfully.

"O... Pomona... Aren't we good friends?"

There was a glimmer of delight in Dumbledore's eyes.

The child's academic performance has improved and he has received praise from the teacher.

As a parent, it’s a joy to listen to this!

Snape saw the slightly flamboyant Black.

I couldn't help but grit my teeth again.

Because Black's expression was exactly the same as that bastard James Potter.

Don't these bastards know how to walk unless they act like a fool?!

A vertical pupil flashed in Qi Luo's eyes.

Even Voldemort was alarmed by Black's Transfiguration.

He is only in the first grade, what kind of talent is this?

Such a talented young man, if he was buried in Dumbledore's hands.

Even Voldemort, who has always been selfish, felt it was a pity!

……

Blake carried his own mithril wand, which was the same length as the Elder Wand.

Walk up the stairs step by step.

After he walked onto the stage, he opened his hands slightly.

Accepting the warm cheers and applause from the little wizards below the stage.

A series of treasure chest deposit notification sounds from the system also sounded at the same time.

The sound brought a delighted smile to Blake's face.

"Good evening, everyone... future outstanding wizards!"

Blake slowly turned around, trying to face everyone.

Then put your hands behind your back.

In a voice that was as rhythmic as an aria, he said:

"I guess... you guys came here tonight."

“I’m craving something new.”

"Something different..."

"Tonight... that moment has arrived."

"Open your minds and horizons..."