Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

At first, Black let his opponent attack first.

But later, because he was in a hurry...

So, basically the duel has just begun.

Blake knocked the opponent down directly.

Blake used all the spells that Senior Penelope taught him that day.

Penelope in the audience looked at the scene with eyes full of surprise.

Look! This is the spell I taught you!

An inexplicable sense of accomplishment arises spontaneously.

In fact, she didn't know that Blake was such a good fighter.

She thought what Blake said that day was just a remark to make her happy.

Unexpectedly, he actually did it.

Just using the spell he taught himself, he defeated all the Slytherins who had been planning for a long time.

"Collapse!"

"thump!"

In front of him, another Slytherin student was knocked to the ground.

"Next," Blake continued.

By this time, Snape was numb.

Those who were the most capable have all been defeated.

At this moment, it is almost impossible for the remaining Slytherins to defeat Black.

Blake waited for a long time, but no one came up.

All I could see was where the Slytherins were standing.

Everyone lowered their heads and looked submissive, no longer as excited as before.

Obviously, they were all defeated...

There's nothing I can do, even though this guy Blake is really annoying.

But the Slytherins had to admit that this guy was really amazing.

The most admirable thing is that he did not win by powerful spells or great magic power.

He relied on skills. Although he used the same few spells over and over again. But...

Whether it's the skill of dodging spells, the skill of casting spells quickly, or the skill of countering spells like counter-attack, they all make people feel pleasing to the eye.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a technically demanding duel." Professor Flitwick sighed.

Black raised his wand and looked at it.

The continuous fighting made his wand start to heat up. But...he was very successful in hiding his weakness today.

Not only can he gain an advantage, but he will not become too powerful and arouse the fear of Dumbledore and Voldemort.

because……

The spells and techniques he used to defeat his opponent today.

They all have their origins. For example, the spells taught by Penelope, the techniques taught by Quirrell and Professor Flitwick...

So Blake only revealed his talent today. The rest of him was not exposed at all.

But it is precisely because of this that more emotional fluctuations can be caused.

It can be said that he made a lot of money today. Professor Flitwick alone contributed three golden treasure chests.

other people……

Maybe it's because I've long been accustomed to Black's awesomeness. So the drop rate is not very high...

Blake withdrew his mind from the system space and opened his hands.

"Who else is dissatisfied?"

None of the young wizards in the audience said a word.

The Slytherins all bowed their heads.

"I still like the rebellious look you had just now..." said Blake.

But this time no one said anything.

As for the little wizards from other colleges, except for Ravenclaw who was just watching the show from beginning to end.

The little wizards from Gryffindor and Hufflepuff all had bright smiles on their faces.

But one thing is the same.

That means everyone's interest in the Duel Club has been raised to a new level!

Many people who previously just wanted to come and watch the fun now really want to join in.

No other reason, just because of one thing...

When Blake stood on top and defeated one powerful enemy after another with his ultimate skills.

It's really so handsome! So elegant!

Among the young wizards of this age, which one doesn't want to be in the limelight? Which one doesn't want to show off his power in front of others?

The little wizards all looked at Black with envy and longing.

At the same time, the contents of Blake's speech just now came to mind again.

This is what Blake said…

A feeling of power?

So majestic! So handsome! So cool!

Black glanced at Snape. Snape turned away and said nothing. He had given up today!

Black held his wand and walked up to the Slytherins.

"Perhaps... you will feel that I have trampled on your dignity."

"But... do you want it? Do you want this kind of power?"

All the Slytherins looked up at Black.

It would be a lie to say I don't desire it.

In other words, among the four major academies, they are the ones who most desire power.

Because only when you have a certain amount of power.

They are qualified to face their own ambitions.

"It is not shameful to submit to the strong, my friends..."

In the faculty seat.

Dumbledore even stopped drinking his juice.

He looked at Blake with a wry smile.

Is this little guy going to instill those weird ideas into people again?

Who did he inherit this habit of giving PUA to others at every turn?

A figure flashed through Dumbledore's mind, and then he felt annoyed.

Blake continued, "I believe you have recognized my qualifications to become the president of the Duel Club."

"Then... I will make you a promise as well. The Dueling Club welcomes any young wizard who craves power."

"You don't have to worry about me treating you differently just because you're a Slytherin."

"You have to trust my credibility as a Hufflepuff."

Blake turned around and looked at Quirrell, and then he saw that familiar pair of vertical pupils.

I don’t know when it started, but Voldemort actually took over control of Quirrell’s body!

"Qirro" looked at Blake meaningfully.

Then extend both palms.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

He was actually clapping.

With Chilo leading the way.

The little wizards who had been suppressing their voices in the audience just now burst into warm applause.

Even the Slytherins began to applaud with a straight face.

The cheers almost blew off the ceiling of the auditorium.

Quirrell came up and whispered beside Blake:

"Great job, Blake."

"You easily let them know the importance of strength today."

"I agree to your request."

At this time, Voldemort was even more determined to pull Blake into darkness.

This desire for power!

This is exactly the person I am looking for!

How can we let such a talent be buried in the hands of that confused old man?

Then, "Qiluo" said loudly: "Let our chairman, Mr. Ge, go down and have a rest first."

"Next, we will officially begin the teaching content of our club activities... and then it will be your actual practice!"

After saying this, Voldemort once again irresponsibly returned his body to Quirrell.

This made Quirrell very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, he was prepared. Then the club activities officially started.

The other professors also came to help, dividing the little wizards into groups of two, and after dividing them into teams, let them practice dueling individually.

Of course...all curses and hexes are forbidden!

And when grouping, we were grouped together with friends from the same college.

It prevented disputes between different colleges from breaking out into fights again...

As for Blake, he did not join the group.

Black quietly came to Dumbledore's side.

Then he picked up the glass of iced lemonade he had just taken out and drank it down with his head tilted back.

Blake put down the cup while everyone wasn't paying attention.

He whispered, "He's about to make his move."

Dumbledore looked at Black seriously, "When?".

Chapter 110 Dumbledore: How about you put me in detention? Black: Do you believe I'm rebelling?

"I don't know, Professor..."

Blake shook his head.

"It's just that he just said he would agree to my request."

Dumbledore understood immediately.

Blake in order to implement his plan.