Kapitel 164: Blake: I'm Just A Little Wizard In The First Grade, I Don't Have That Kind Of Powerful Magic Power(1)
In the faculty seats, Dumbledore wiped his eyes with his hand. Of course, he wasn't wiping tears as Voldemort guessed.
But he was wiping sweat...
"Well said, don't say it again next time..."
Dumbledore still had some lingering fears and trauma about Blake's speech above.
Blake was frantically jumping into the minefield and Dumbledore almost thought he was going astray.
As a result, Dumbledore finally found that he was overthinking too much when he found himself sweating.
'Such a good boy, he won't go astray!'
He consoled himself.
However, Dumbledore was glad he was finally right.
'I am ashamed of myself for being suspicious of this child so easily. It seems that I am still a little too sensitive.'
On stage, Blake stepped aside. Then pulled over Quirrell.
"Here, we would like to thank Professor Quirrell for giving us such a precious opportunity. Now...I will return this duelling platform to Professor Quirrell."
Quirrell smiled awkwardly as Blake pulled him over.
'That was a good speech, but why did you bring me here again?'
"Ahem...I...I...I..."
"Professor, you should now get an assistant to demonstrate how to duel." Blake reminded.
"Oh! Yes! Yes! Yes!" Quirrell looked at the staff seat quickly.
He did have guests as assistants.
'That guest should be... f**k it, that bastard Snape!'
Quirrell's face turned bitter. Originally he planned to invite Professor Flitwick.
'Professor Flitwick is a nice person, nice to speak, and good skills... But that old man, Snape, actually blocked my way!' Quirrell sneered inwardly.
He really wanted to fight this guy hard!
'But I can't fight and I can't run. For my master's plan to work...'
Quirrell had to smash his teeth and swallow. An ugly smile was forced on his face.
"Let me introduce to you, the guest assistant for this club event... Professor Snape!"
Quirrell was also careful. He just said that it's my assistant this time... Don't look for him again!
The corner of Professor Snape's mouth twitched slightly. Those who didn't know thought he had cramps.
But Blake knew it was him sneering. Whenever he has this expression.
It meant that he was about to start doing bad things.
As for who is the target?
Blake saw the way he was staring at him and knew right away.
'The gambit who offended all of Slytherin. Now what will he do?' Blake thought.
Blake glanced at Snape. Then walked down the steps. Now, it was an exemplary moment for the two professors.
When Blake walked down. People around continued to applaud him.
Meanwhile, Cassandra sighed, "You are really good at leading the duelling club. When you make a speech, you act like you want to gather people to rebel."
"Hey! Don't talk nonsense, I'm a good guy," Blake said seriously.
On stage, Quirrell looked at the old bat in front of him. There was some fear on his face.
After all, it was impossible for Voldemort to come out at such a time. Therefore, the demonstration duel and so on can only be done by Quirrell himself.
But how was Quirrell going to beat Snape, a former Death Eater with a lot of combat experience?
Strictly speaking.
Before meeting Voldemort. He, Quirrell, was just a Ravenclaw nerd.
Following Voldemort was also because he wanted to become stronger and gain power and wealth.
Snape looked at the wincing Quirrell. A look of disdain flashed across his face.
Quirrell summoned up his courage and stood in front of Snape. Then he drew his wand.
"First of all... First of all, when we are duelling, we must first fight with each other..."
[AN//: Quirell is being incoherent.]
"When... Of course, if... in...the life-and-death struggle, this step can be omitted."
Quirrell had summarized the lesson plans he had prepared and taught before. But everyone still understood what he meant.
Then, Quirrell saluted at Snape. And Snape bowed slightly.
"Then... we can... start...to..."
After Quirrell finished speaking, he looked at Snape nervously. Snape waited a moment. He saw that Quirrell didn't move, so...
"Expelliarmus!"
"Armor protection!"
In fact, Snape was a little out of touch. Therefore, when chanting the spell, he deliberately paused just to get Quirrell ready.
It wasn't that Snape had suddenly become kind. It's just that he didn't want to embarrass this guy too much in front of so many people.
Lest he couldn't help but get pissed off... and it would interfere with Dumbledore's plans.
When he bullied and forced Quirrell before, he chose places where no one was around.
When being bullied and someone is watching and no one is watching. The mood is completely different.
Snape had a lot to say about that...
Snape's spell hit Quirrell's Iron Armor. It was bounced into the sky. And Quirrell's Iron Armor Charm shattered.
Snape frowned.
'I've never left an opening out like this. But that Quirrell guy's first choice is not to take advantage of his gap to counterattack, but to defend?'
Snape's eyes were still sharp and he understood right away. Quirrell didn't actually have much combat experience.
In addition, because he was afraid of him, he didn't dare to attack at all.
Thinking of this, there were still some parts of Snape that wanted to test the strength of Quirell.
The two professors kept on exchanging spells.
Snape's spells were always on the face, pressing directly against Quirrell. But Quirrell could only defend with the Iron Armor spell. Not a single counterspell worked.
'Blindly defending, how can you win? Moreover, if you keep it up for a long time, your flaws will inevitably appear.'
When Blake thought about it. Snape was acutely aware of the small gap between Quirrell's next Iron Armor spell.
"Expelliarmus!"
"Whoosh!"
Quirrell's wand somersaulted into Snape's hand.
"Professor Snape Wins this battle."
As the host of this club activity. Blake had to go up again to announce the result of the fight.
Although this battle is actually lacklustre. But the little wizards in the audience still burst into warm applause.
Especially the young wizards of Slytherin cheered.
Quirrell stood on stage panting. A look of embarrassment appeared on his face.
Seeing this, Blake's mind turned. Although he was not very willing to admit it.
But his character was Quirrell's favourite student. If he remained silent at this time, it would definitely arouse Voldemort's suspicion.
So Blake laughed and said,
"Just now the two professors were actually showing everyone how to defend correctly and how to attack correctly. I am sure everyone has seen Professor Quirrell's Shield Spell just now."
"Professor Snape's attack was quick though. But Professor Quirrell's Shield spell blocked almost all of it."
"This was Professor Quirrell and Professor Snape, working together to teach you the magic of offensiveness and defensiveness in battles!"
When Blake just finished speaking, the discussion started below.
"Oh... no wonder Professor Quirrell had been casting the Shield spell!"
"So he was just here to show us how to defend?"
"So Professor Snape was showing us how to attack?"
"It should be. Otherwise, how could Professor Quirrell, as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, be defeated so easily?"
"So what are the Slytherins cheering for? Don't they know this was a pre-arranged drill?"
"Don't worry about them, they've always been a group of weird people."
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