Chapter 96 I Am Voldemort's Favorite Student? !
Sure enough, it was exactly as Blake imagined.
When hearing the name "Duel Club!"
The little wizards in the common room surrounded them with a bang!
"Duel Club? Is it real?"
"of course it's true!"
"Is it the kind of duel I imagined?!"
"Of course! In the dueling club, Professor Quirrell will focus on teaching everyone the tricks of fighting!"
"In the future, during the activity time of the club, you can also go to the activity place to practice!"
Blake answered everyone's questions with great enthusiasm.
When he saw Cedric looking outside.
He rushed out immediately.
He dragged in this handsome senior who was only seven or eight points inferior to him.
"You will definitely join, too, right?"
Cedric was taken aback by Blake's sudden enthusiasm.
"Er... Actually, if time conflicts with Quidditch practice...
"Marcus may not let people go..."
Cedric said.
"Marcus? You go ask him, he is already in the seventh grade, does he use the Iron Armor Curse?"
"No...it can't be, it should...."
"Then he has to come too! He's about to graduate. He doesn't know the Iron Armor Curse yet? Cedric. It's very dangerous outside! You don't want to see him again next time, do you want to bring a bouquet of white flowers?"
"Fuck! Blake! You curse me!"
Marcus had just come in from outside the common room with a broom.
Just heard Blake talking bad about him.
He rushed over with a broom.
"Marcus! Isn't this your favorite broom?"
"Aren't you going to sleep with the broom in your arms?"
"Why are you picking it up and beating someone now?"
While chasing and killing, Marcus said loudly: "Nonsense! Who told you that I slept with a broom in my arms?!"
"Damn zero four zero! Marcus, why are you blushing?!"
"I don't know how to talk nonsense, do I?!"
"Huh...pervert..." The girls around quickly took several steps away from Marcus.
"Ah! Blake, bastard!"
"Don't hit! This is your favorite broom!"
"My house is full!"
"Oh, I knew it, a man's mouth is a deceiving ghost."
"Last night I said it was your little sweetie, but today I said that there are many in the house...
"Blake, I'm going to break your leg today!"
Turns out Blake was naturally unscathed.
Instead, the tall and burly Marcus lay on the ground.
"Look! This is lack of training!"
"And you said you don't need to join the dueling club?!"
"Did you see it? You only need to join the dueling club, and you can also have such dueling skills!"
The little badgers clapped their hands.
Only the world where Marcus was wounded reached...
Cedric gave Blake the thumbs up in surprise.
"As expected of Professor Quirrell's favorite student!"
"Even a seventh-grade graduate like Marcus can't beat you!"
Blake's smile faded instantly.
Then I got goosebumps all over my body.
You are Voldemort's favorite student!
"Cedric, you said it very well, don't say it next time!"
Only Marcus and Blake wounded the world, reaching a...
As expected.
Blake immediately received a flood of applications.
Collect application form...
These jobs are cumbersome and boring.
As the chairman, Blake naturally wouldn't do it himself.
So, he decided to divide these tasks to the people under his hands.
But... what if there is no one at hand?
Cedric didn't run away after all.
He was warmly invited by Blake to help with the affairs of the club.
When Blake said help, he meant that all registration forms from Hufflepuff were handed over to him...
As for Blake himself....
"I need to go to other colleges to promote, Cedric, as the chairman of the club, I am very busy."
Cedric watched Blake's back with resentment.
"You won't have a single dessert in front of you tonight! I said it!"
Blake slipped out of the common room.
After a long time, he can occasionally receive the treasure chest of Cedric who is full of resentment.
Next Blake intercepts Cassandra on the road.
Then he told her about the Dueling Club.
And ask her to go back and help promote it.
There is no way, every college of this club must promote it.
But Slytherin... seems to have a bit of a grudge against them.
I just know Cassandra as a Slytherin...
So, just leave this matter to Cassandra.
Next up Gryffindor.....doesn't need Blake hype at all.
Blake didn't even think he was back in the Hufflepuff common room yet.
The Gryffindors already knew about this.
How could the brave little lions refuse to learn to fight?
Blake entrusted the matter to Hermione.
I also want her to take this opportunity to communicate more with other little wizards.
Otherwise, she might not have many friends in the future.
Of course, the premise is that when she promotes, she doesn't bring out her habit of preaching.
And then.......
As the chairman, Blake, after handing over all the work to others.
So I wandered back to the Room of Requirement to attend to his affairs......
The Dueling Club did attract a lot of young wizards to sign up.
Someone just needs to get the word out.
Then you will know which classmates to sign up for.
Will suffice.
Afterwards, Blake doesn't need to worry about it.
Because when all the application forms for registration are returned.
What to worry about is the group of guys in the student union.
In the evening, when the president of the student union.
When the tall Slytherin boy was about to leave the student council office to go to dinner.
A large pile of registration forms was piled up in front of him.
The president of the student union looked at Penello in front of him in shock.
"A membership application form for the Dueling Club?"
"That's right!" Penello said excitedly.
"Hiss... I didn't expect so many people in Hogwarts to join the Dueling Club..."
When other members of the student union saw the huge stack of registration forms in front of them.
Teeth are about to break.
Of course, the chairman of the student union does not need to do such small tasks as registration.
so.....
They are the only ones who can't eat!
But even though this stack is very thick, it should be possible to work until 8 o'clock in the evening...
But their minds weren't finished yet.
Penello over there started to make up the knife.
"No! It's not the Hogwarts membership application form...well, I mean, not the whole school, this one is just our Ravenclaw's..."
"Ah?" All the members of the student union stared at Penello dumbfounded.
"You mean, there is another one in such a big pile?" Even the chairman was already gritting his teeth.
If the workload is too much, he may have to stay and help.
"No, no! Most of us Ravenclaw don't like hands-on work, so there are many who didn't participate." Penello replied honestly.
"Hiss..." Everyone gasped.
That is to say...
Ravenclaw this one or the least?
They just thought so.
The door was opened.
Harry, Ronald, and Hermione each walked in with stacks of registration forms.
When these three stacks of registration forms piled up together.
Even the chairman of the student union was a little dazed.
What the hell, Gryffindor's has half as many as Ravenclaw's!
Then Cassandra walked in too.
Behind him, Gore and Crabbe each walked in with a stack of registration forms.
After that, there is Cedric.
This honest kid brought the application form by himself...
Of course, everyone can only do it when he puts down the registration form.
to see his face....
"No........ There are so many people in Hogwarts?!" The president of the student union couldn't help being rude.
"Ah......No no, it's just that the parchment is a bit thick..." Cedric said gruffly.
"Hiss... I think about it, there seems to be a spell that can be quickly memorized..."
The president of the student council feels hallucinations in his head...
"Is it still too late for us to withdraw from the student union?"
at dinner time.
Blake came to the auditorium to prepare for dinner.
Then it was gratifying to hear the little wizards all talking about the Dueling Club.
when he sat down.
Only then did I realize that there was nothing in front of me!
"Where's my dessert?" Blake scratched his head.
"Ha ha!" Cedric sneered.
"Hiss...you did it?"
"Not me!" Cedric said, unaware that there were cake crumbs in the corner of his mouth.
Blake suddenly smiled.
Then he stretched out his fingers and tapped the table lightly.
In the next second, desserts were piled up in front of him again.
Cedric's face collapsed in an instant.
"Bastard! Why do house-elves like you so much!?"
In the faculty seat.
Dumbledore watched happily as the young wizards below were talking about the Dueling Club.
That kid Blake is doing well.
Get it done so quickly.
And Quirrell is still like a little transparent.
Sit on the edge of the staff table.
Snape also made a rare presence in the auditorium today.
only......
He sat next to Dumbledore.
"What do you think? That dueling club..."
"I feel fine...." Dumbledore raised his glass and took a sip of the sweet honey water.
"That's the society Quirrell proposed! I can assure you he has no good intentions!" Snape said through gritted teeth.
If you don't look carefully, you can't even tell that he was talking just now.
"If he hadn't been mean, I wouldn't have agreed to the club so readily..." Dumbledore said softly.
Snape looked at Dumbledore in surprise.
"You have another plan?"
"But...would you care? Put your Blake Green under his nose..."
Snape's tone was not without sarcasm.
"I trust that kid, Severus. Those who underestimate him will always suffer.
Snape's face hardened immediately.
Can't talk today!
In the auditorium, when the teachers were still discussing the matter of the duel club enthusiastically.
Blake was devouring the dessert in front of him.
FOR
A faint blue light flashed.
one
A beautiful big bird stood in front of Blake.
The long tail feathers swept Blake's pudding to the ground.
The little wizards in the auditorium all stood up in exclamation.
They have never seen such a beautiful big bird!
Suddenly, someone shouted:
"That's Blake's Phoenix!"
Then the whole auditorium erupted.
It was rumored before that Blake had a phoenix.
But few have seen it in person.
And Blake didn't come forward and admit it.
Therefore, in fact, most people think that this is just a rumor.
but now…………
That graceful posture, beautiful feathers.
And magical apparition!
If this is not a phoenix, what is it?
Blake ignored what the guys were making a fuss about.
He also didn't take a close look at the massive treasure chest entry information prompted by the system.
After feeding the young girl a few pieces of cake.
He set his sights on a long parcel she had left on the table.
There is a note on the package.
"I heard you're going to a Quidditch match, but you don't have a broom? Here's a little present from me.
"By the way, the blueprint you sent over is very interesting.
Cedric looked at the package.
"Is this a broom? Blake!"
"Oh my God! You finally have your very own broom!"
"I think Marcus would be very happy!"
Marcus patted Cedric on the head.
"I'm not very happy either."
With shaking hands, he picked up a can of pumpkin juice.
"Tons! Tons! Tons!"
Great, you won't have to pay for brooms in the future.
My pocket money!
Tears are gradually sticking to the tears...
After the young girl ate a few cakes.
I feel that the taste is not very palatable, and I am not very used to other people's eyes.
So after calling out, he disappeared on the dining table.
"Take it apart! Blake!"
Marcus urged Blake to open the package and take a look.
In case it's not a broom... 1.9
Blake didn't hesitate.
The package was opened directly on the dining table.
"Wow! Cool! What a beautiful broom!"
"But... what kind of broom is this? Why haven't I seen it before?"
Blake looked at the beautiful, metallic broom in front of him.
There was a strange feeling in my heart.
Wands are metal, and now even brooms are metal.
Blake felt that he had nothing to do with things made of wood in his life...
Blake reached for the broom.
It is normal for people not to recognize the model number.....
Blake just touched some of the marks.
can be determined with certainty.
This is a broom that has just been made.
And it was made with extremely clever alchemy!
Nicole Flamel's own broom.
Of course there is no such thing as a model number!
but.
When others are shocked at how exquisite and handsome this broom is.
Blake is paying attention to its alchemy!
In the faculty seat.
Quirrell looked thoughtfully at the broom.
Dumbledore looked at Blake with relief.
Nicole Flamel made Blake's broom himself.
This means that Blake has been fully accepted by Nicole Flamel.
Though he didn't know how Blake did it.
18.......
Think back to when you were young.
Nicole Flamel has never made a single alchemy prop for himself.
"After dinner, let's fly around!"
Marcus clenched his fists.
"Okay!" Blake didn't refuse.
Test the performance of the broom while flying.
I can better understand the alchemy techniques of Nicole Flamel!.
