Hogwarts: What bad intentions could the little badger have?

With a supervising professor, tonight’s class will definitely be more exciting!

It's different from the excitement of others.

Blake felt terrible now.

"Senior Penelope... didn't we agree to invite Professor Flitwick to be our advisor?"

"You know, Professor Flitwick was a duelling champion when he was young!"

"There is no one more suitable than him!"

Penelope placed the stack of forms back on the table.

She said helplessly, "I know that...but Professor Flitwick happens to be busy these days."

"He is planning to come back as a supervisor after he finishes this busy period."

"And then... who would have thought that Professor Lockhart would actually cut in line!"

Black frowned and said, "Why can he become a tutor just because he wants to?...Does Professor Dumbledore know?"

"Of course I know! Professor Dumbledore agreed to it." Penelope said.

"Ah..." Blake scratched his head hard.

He felt that Dumbledore was getting a little senile.

Black didn't believe that such a sinister old man like Dumbledore would not know that Lockhart was a fake.

But he not only let Lockhart be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Now they have even agreed to let him be the instructor of the Duel Club!

What on earth does he want to do...

"Okay! Blake, don't think about this now, you should get ready early."

"what to prepare?"

"You are the president of the duel club! In the club activity class tonight, you have to have a demonstration duel with your advisor."

Blake heard this and said "oh" expressionlessly.

"...That does require some preparation. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll accidentally kill him..."

Chapter 278 Lockhart: Thanks to Harry's kind invitation! Harry: It's over...

There is still a whole afternoon until six o'clock in the evening.

Blake didn't even have time to eat, he just put on his alchemy glasses and started to get busy.

It wasn't until 5:40 that Blake finally finished his work.

At this time, Penelope brought him several meat pies and a bottle of pumpkin juice.

Because she knew that if this guy really started working, he would forget to eat.

Blake put down a few rough-looking rings in his hands.

"Alas...time is running out, so we can only proceed to this extent."

Blake said this and wanted to take the pie from Penelope's hand.

"Wash your hands first!" Penelope said sternly.

At this time, Blake's hands were covered with various black stains.

He had put it there when he was doing alchemy just now.

Blake had no choice but to take a basin, use the Water into the Fountain Charm to fill a basin with water, and wash his hands.

"What on earth did you do for the whole afternoon?"

Penelope looked at the rings on Blake's desk curiously.

"Oh... nothing..."

After Blake washed his hands, he took the pie and started eating it.

"Just some gadgets that control magic power."

"You don't know how hard it is for me every time I train with you guys."

Blake sighed.

He himself is aware of his own magic.

It's easy to explode the magic wand in your hand.

Now, as I grow older.

His abnormal magic power is still increasing!

And the increase is not small...

Magic is like human strength.

It will naturally increase as you age.

It's just that Blake is a person with "natural supernatural powers", so the increase in his wealth is scary enough.

Therefore, it becomes increasingly difficult to control.

If this continues, Blake is worried that he will accidentally kill his friend during duel training...

It just so happened that Lockhart was going to have duel training with him tonight.

Blake quickly made several magic-controlling rings for himself.

This magic-controlling ring can freely suppress Blake's own magic.

When needed, you can burst out with all your strength at any time.

When it is not needed, it will help suppress it.

It's like temporarily adding a faucet to a bubbling water pipe.

It would relieve a lot of burden for Blake.

He planned to do an experiment on Lockhart, who was delivered to his doorstep, tonight.

He would be reluctant to use Penelope for experiments!

If I were facing that annoying guy Lockhart, I would be able to kill him without any mistakes.

Then these rings of mine that control magic power would be considered successful.

"Oh...it turns out that training with me will be very hard for you..." Penelope said expressionlessly.

"Huh?" Blake's heart skipped a beat.

"Senior! That's not what I meant!"

"Oh, I know, you don't have to explain." Penelope said calmly.

"Hiss..." The Black man was numb.

He suddenly felt that the pie in his hand didn't taste good anymore.

"I'm kidding." Penelope said with a wicked smile.

"I guess...it must be very hard for you to hold back...training with me?"

"Hmm... hm? Hiss... why does this sound so wrong? But, it seems to be fine?"

Penelope picked up a ring, "Is this really that powerful? It can actually suppress your magic power."

"You'll know if you try it."

Upon hearing this, Penelope put the ring on her slender finger.

"Okay, try using magic." Blake took a sip of pumpkin juice and commanded.

Penelope nodded, then took out her wand and pointed it at the chair in front of her.

"Wingardium Leviosa."

The chair didn't move...

Penelope looked at the chair and her wand in front of her in astonishment.

She seemed a little unconvinced.

Then he tried a few spells he was good at.

However, these spells that could be cast at will in the past.

Now it has no effect!

Penelope quickly took off the ring and put it back on the table.

Then he cast the same spell again.

This time it went much smoother.

All were used successfully.

"Blake... it really sucks to be a Squib..."

Penelope was a little frightened by the ring.

Blake smiled and said, "Senior, it's okay. Even if you really become a Squib, I have a way to cure you."

"You're just bragging... Well, I should get ready. Professor Lockhart should be here soon."

When he heard Lockhart, Black's face fell.

"Why do you care... Come if you want... It's not like you don't know the way."

"You, please grow up. No matter how much you hate him, he is still a professor. How can you not make any preparations?"

Blake slouched in a chair.

"Senior, are you talking like a human being? You are asking a twelve-year-old to be mature..."

"You... you always make people forget your age... By the way, why don't you try on your rings?"

Penelope was very curious about a ring that could turn wizards into squibs.

How can Blake cast magic after putting it on?

Blake readily picked up a ring and put it on.

"Um……"

He sensed it carefully for a while.

Then, under Penelope's surprised eyes, she put on the second ring again.

Then, the third one...

Blake put five rings on his hands before he reluctantly nodded.

"It's okay..." Blake said.

"You...can you still use magic now?" Penelope looked at Blake in shock.

One shot turned her into a dud.

Blake actually wore five!

Black pulled out his wand and looked at it.

Then he put his wand away.

He rummaged in his pockets for a while.

Just found an old wand.

This is a second-hand wand made of wood.

He bought it a long time ago from a second-hand wand shop in Diagon Alley for experiments.

If he had used this magic wand in the past.

This wand is bound to explode.