Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

"asshole!"The Slytherins were all furious.

The complacent Black straightened up.

Although the explosion rate of these guys is not high, but the victory lies in persistence.

From time to time, a bronze treasure chest collapses, which is not bad.

Then...

Black keenly He noticed a sharp gaze behind him.

Hiss...

I seem to have accidentally injured a friendly force?

But... the atmosphere has been heightened to this point.

Blake didn't have time to look back.

He had to say something to Cassandra silently in his heart. Ray

Black stood on the stage and said calmly:

"Didn’t you say today that I’m not worthy of being the president of the Duel Club?"

"Then give it a try, if you can beat me"

"Not only do I not blame you, I will also politely give up my position as chairman to you."

"bring it on! do not mention it."

Professor Sprout wanted to dissuade her.

After all, there are so many senior Slytherins.

There are many more powerful than Flint.

Black is so flamboyant.

She is a little afraid that her precious student will suffer.

However, she is obviously more Think about it.

Blackcock has never been a loser.

In his eyes, although there are many people in front of him, they are all chickens and dogs.

People like Tom Riddle do not appear casually.

Therefore, there is no People can stop him from adding fuel to the fire and then clearing the treasure chest.

If only these Slytherins had a higher explosion rate.

Black didn't want to make it so exciting.

The professors saw that the commotion was getting more and more outrageous.

They all looked at it. Dumbledore.

I wanted him to make an idea.

It turned out that he actually pulled up a chair and sat leisurely.

He didn't look worried at all.

"Albus, this can't go on like this."Professor McGonagall said with a frown.

"Oh...don't worry, Blake won't suffer."Dumbledore said happily.

How vicious his vision is. He has seen Black's dueling skills.

He knew that the Slytherins present.

No one can beat Black in a single fight.

Unless they swarm up..

But...

Even if Dumbledore allows them to swarm up and besiege Black,

Snape will not allow it.

Today's Slytherin is embarrassing enough.

Even if they beat Black to death, there is no way to save face.

If they swarm up regardless of everything, If so.

Dumbledore doubted that even that person……

"Professor Quirrell would not sit idly by.

After all, according to Black's speculation, that man cared about Black very much.

Professor McGonagall said angrily:"I'm not worried about Black, Albus"

"I'm worried that if things continue like this, conflicts will break out."

Dumbledore didn't know where to take out a glass of honey lemon juice.

After taking a sip gently, he said:"Minerva, if we suppress this matter forcefully, we can indeed avoid the current conflict."

"But... this will only make Slytherin students feel aggrieved."

"They will definitely take revenge later"

"At that time, you take revenge on me and I take revenge on you.……"

"The whole school will lose peace."

"So... the best way is to let them settle their grudges at once today."

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips, and then nodded helplessly.

It's better to block than to open up.

A group of half-year-old children.

They have to do things you usually don't let them do.

Not to mention that today they are half-infuriated by Black.

How can we not let them vent their anger?

Either Black will be knocked down and they will let out a bad breath.

Or they will be defeated by Black.

Anyway, there has to be an ending.

But...

Professor McGonagall glanced at Dumbledore and said,"Are you serious? I don't feel sorry for my children."

Dumbledore smiled.

In his opinion, there was only one ending, and that was for Slytherin to be beaten into submission.

So what did he have to feel bad about, what did he have to worry about?

…… at this time.

Snape frowned and looked at the angry Slytherins below.

He glanced at Dumbledore, who was there.

What this old guy means is obvious.

Just let him solve the troubles he caused by himself!

It seems that this matter can no longer be solved today.

Snape gritted his teeth.

Looking at the Slytherins in the audience who are asking for a fight

"Since Green said so, then come up!"

"But remember, do it one at a time."

If you really want to rush forward, you will have to lose all your remaining dignity.

If you can't defeat them all together...

Snape doesn't even dare to think about what will happen in due time!

Anyway, no matter what the ending is, Slytherin is in trouble today. Now.

What we have to do now is to channel the anger of the students...

Who made Blake, this bastard, so angry?

If he hadn't drank two more bottles of joy potion before coming...

I can't even imagine that I would be angry now. What's going on!

Of course, Black doesn't know this.

Otherwise, he will definitely point his finger at Snape and curse him. Just tell me why I'm so angry with you.

You kid only exploded silver treasure chests.

It turns out that you kid doesn't know martial ethics. , drank the elation potion!

A tall Slytherin boy climbed up

"I'll challenge you!"

Blake looked at him and then said:"You can't"

"Why can't I? Say my name and scare you! I am……"

"Okay, okay, come on then."

The tall guy was interrupted before he finished his sentence.

He felt extremely uncomfortable being choked by Black.

The tall guy pulled out his wand.

Then... he bowed to Black.

Black was a little surprised.

But he also bowed back.

Then he smiled and said:"I have to say that among the many angry Slytherins, you are the most polite."

I'm almost mad. This man actually remembers the duel etiquette.

This is much better than Flint."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

"Attention!"

"Expelliarmus!"

Black raised his wand.

The curse was actually blocked by him!

This was the first time that he did not dodge the spell.

Instead, he directly resisted it!

But everyone soon discovered that

Blake was not blocking the spell normally. Curse.

But... when resisting the curse, the curse bounced directly back to the tall guy!

The tall guy shook his hand, and the wand in his hand flew up and fell into Black's hand.

The tall guy stood there with a look of astonishment on his face.

He didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

What happened just now?

I seemed to have cast a disarming spell, and then... the wand was lost?

……

Professor Flitwick screamed excitedly again

"Curse against! This is the most difficult counter-curse to master among dueling techniques!"

"You can use extremely superb skills to deflect the enemy's spells away!"

"Once you become proficient, you can even bounce the enemy's spell directly back!"

"This requires more than just extreme skills! It also requires extremely strong self-confidence and courage! Merlin! I just told him the principle that day. He actually learned it?!"

"And he has mastered it to this extent!"

After hearing Professor Flitwick's praise and explanation, everyone understood what had just happened.

Then they all looked at Black's figure on the stage in amazement.

"So it was my own disarming spell that disarmed me?"

The tall guy looked at his hands with frustration.

Now it seems that in terms of skill, he can't compare with Black at all.

Black returned the wand to him. Because the young man was very polite.

So Black didn't look like him. Beat him like Flint.

After all, he was just farming treasure chests. And Slytherins are not all bad guys. (To read violent novels, go to Fulu Novel Network!)

The tall guy went down in a daze.

Completely gone. When I first came on stage, I said my name, and my arrogance shocked you.

"Next."Black said lightly.

After that, more than a dozen senior Slytherins came up in succession.

At first, Black let his opponent attack first.

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

So, basically the duel just started.

Black He directly knocked the opponent down.

Blake used all the magic spells taught to him by senior Penello that day.

Penello in the audience looked at him with brilliant eyes.

Look! This is the spell I taught!

An inexplicable magic A sense of accomplishment arose spontaneously.

In fact, she didn't know that Blake could fight so well.

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

Unexpectedly, he really did it. He just used the spell he taught to kill that All the Slytherins who had been planning for a long time were defeated

"Fainted!"

"thump!"

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

"Next."Black continued.

At this time, Snape was already numb.

Those who can fight best have all been defeated.

At this moment, the remaining Slytherins. If you want to defeat Black (aifj), it is almost impossible. Got it

Blake waited for a while, but no one came up.

All I could see was where Slytherin was standing.

Everyone lowered their eyebrows and looked down, and they were no longer as excited as before.

Obviously, they were all defeated...

There was nothing they could do, even though Blake was very annoying.

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

The most admirable thing is. He didn't win with powerful spells or powerful magic.

What he relies on is all skill. Although the magic spells used are only those that go back and forth. But... whether it's the skills to avoid spells or the skills to cast spells quickly. Or a counter-curse technique like anti-counterattack. It’s all pleasing to the eye

"I haven't seen such a technical duel for a long time."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 today. He took advantage of it, and he wouldn't Because he was too powerful, he aroused the fear of Dumbledore and Voldemort.

Because... the spells and techniques he used to defeat his opponents today all have their origins. For example, the spells taught by Penello, taught by Quirrell and Professor Flitwick Skills...

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

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

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

Others... maybe because they have long been accustomed to Blake's awesomeness. So the explosion rate is not very high...

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

"Who else is dissatisfied?"

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

The Slytherins all lowered their heads.

"I still like the way you acted unruly just now……"Blake said.

But this time no one said anything.

And the little wizards from other colleges. Except for Ravenclaw who was eating melon from beginning to end.

The young wizards of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff all had bright smiles on their faces.

But one thing is the same.

That's when everyone's interest in Duel Club has once again been raised to a new level!

Many people who just wanted to come and watch the excitement before now really want to join.

Nothing but one thing... when Blake stood on top and used his ultimate skills to defeat powerful enemies one after another.

So handsome! So elegant!

Little wizards of this age. Who doesn’t want to be in the limelight? Who doesn’t want to appear holy in front of others?

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

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

Is this what Blake was talking about... what it feels like to have power?

So majestic! So handsome! So cool!

Black glanced at Snape. Snape turned his face and said nothing. Today he admitted defeat!

Black held the wand and walked in front of the Slytherins.

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

"But... thirsty? Craving this kind of power?"

All the Slytherins raised their heads and looked at Black.

It would be a lie to say they don't desire it. In other words, among the four major colleges, they are the ones who desire power most. Because only when they have a certain amount of power.

Be qualified to face your own ambitions

"There is no shame in succumbing to the strong, my friends.……"

On the faculty bench.

Dumbledore stopped drinking the juice.

He looked at Blake with a wry smile.

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

Who has inherited this habit of giving PUA to others at every turn?

A figure flashed in Dumbledore's mind, and then he felt angry.

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

"Then...I will also make a promise to you. The Duel Club welcomes any little wizard who craves power"

"You don't have to worry about being a Slytherin yourself, I will treat you differently"

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

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

I don't know when, Voldemort actually took over control of Quirrell's body!

"Quirrell" looked at Black meaningfully.

Then he stretched out his two palms

"Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!"

He was actually applauding.

Quirrell took the lead.

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

Even the Slytherins began to applaud with a straight face.

Cheers It almost knocked down the ceiling of the auditorium.

"Quirrell" came up and said softly next to Black:

"Well done Blake"

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

"I promised you what you asked for."

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

This desire for power!

He is exactly the kind of person I am!

How could such a talent be buried in the hands of that old fool?

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

"Next, we will officially start the teaching content of our club activity...and then there will be your actual practice!"

After Voldemort said these words, he irresponsibly handed his body back to Quirrell.

This made Quirrell feel a lot uncomfortable.

However, fortunately, he was prepared after all. The following club activities were It officially began.

The rest of the professors also came to help. After dividing the little wizards into teams, let them practice dueling individually.

Of course... all poison spells and jinxes were banned!

And they were divided into groups. At that time, they were all friends from their own colleges.

This prevented another dispute between different colleges, and then a fight...

As for Black, he did not join the group.

Black quietly came to Dumbledore... Next to him.

Then he picked up the glass of ice-cold lemon juice he had just taken out, raised his neck and drank it.

Blake put down the glass, and when no one was paying attention, he whispered:"He is about to take action.

Dumbledore looked at Black seriously,"When?"".