Chương 159: [Bonus Chapter]The Ultimate Form Of Domineering Knowledge!(2)
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Blake had told Xiong Da and Agcarius about the role of the Poké Ball.
Then after they were all mentally prepared, he just put them all in the Poke ball.
Then the dream function was turned on.
Blake expected them to learn a new skill or two, but because these two are ordinary quality poke balls. Therefore, the success rate is still not very high.
But at the very least, their practising in the dream world could also add experience to their mentality.
In the following time, Blake, in order not to waste the effect of the lucky potion, started his crazy learning journey again.
As for the two diamond chests in the system space, there were also several other quality chests, but he decided to let it go.
The Supreme Treasure Chest were really delicious. If he could get another skill like the one from before, that would be cool!
When Blake decided to come out of the Room of Requirement, it was already evening.
Fortunately, it was on Sunday, so he was not required to go to class.
And he had already completed the simple homework he was assigned.
Blake, who had two big dark circles under his eyes, walked wearily to the auditorium.
Because Beck had not gotten back since he left, Blake was hungry all day today.
Therefore, after he was done having a good meal, he went back to the dormitory to sleep.
…
When he was still groggy and full and wanted to go back to the dormitory.
But was stopped.
"Blake? Where have you been? You haven't seen anyone all day."
The familiar voice made Blake lift his head, revealing his haggard face.
Although the lucky potion could make his thinking more agile and his mind clearer,
But it couldn't keep one's spirit full all the time, so he is really sleepy.
"Oh...good morning, Penelope-senpai."
"It is already almost late at night!"
"Oh?" Blake looked outside at the darkening sky.
"Then... I remembered wrongly," he said.
Penelope looked at Blake suspiciously, "You don't look like you are the kind to sneak around at night, or do you?"
Blake blinked the big dark bags under his eyes, "I said I don't, believe it or not."
"Here you go!" Penello handed over a bottle of potion directly.
"This is a mind-boosting potion for refreshing yourself! I also used to stay up late to study, and that is what I usually drank."
Blake looked at the potion in front of him, "Ah... what's the rush? I actually think that I need to get to my bed more than the potion..."
"Blake, why aren't you nervous at all?"
"What should I be nervous about?" Blake asked suspiciously.
Penelope looked around and then pulled him into the corridor next to the auditorium.
"You are the president of the Dueling Club! Blake!"
"Um...and then?"
"As the president of the duelling club, if your duelling skills are not good enough, others will not be convinced. Especially those Slytherins!"
Blake had never actually shown his true duelling ability.
When he had sparred with Quirrell in Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
In order not to make Voldemort suspect him, he decided to hold back, and that was by a lot.
Just to make his duelling ability more in line with that of first-year wizards.
It was because of his outstanding acting skills that Voldemort and Quirrell wanted to seduce his desire for power.
If he acted like he could be strong even without being taught, Voldemort would not have thought of using force to seduce Blake.
Moreover, Blake went quietly to Quirrell to practice duelling skills at night. Therefore, Penelope was even more ignorant of Blake's true duelling level.
In her mind, Blake was just a first-year wizard with frighteningly talented talents. But after all, it's only the first grade.
You know, after Professor Snape got f**ked hard by Blake last time.
Those Slytherins said nothing on the surface.
But in fact, it was clear that they still had resentment towards Blake in their hearts.
Why would they care about Professor Snape you ask?
He was the dean of the Slytherin house and even made their dean apologize in front of the whole school.
It didn't matter if Blake was right or not. It was a slap in the face!
This is equivalent to saving the face of all Slytherins who had a sense of belonging.
Blake had thrown their pride on the ground and stepped on it dozens of times.
So, after knowing that Blake was the president of the Dueling Club. Those Slytherins were all gearing up. Wanting to trouble Blake.
Especially the older Slytherins.
Literally, I can't tell you.
For them to beat a first-year little wizard in a duel, it was very simple! Like taking candy from a child.
"Friday night is the first club activity time. There are still a few days! With your talent, as long as you practice hard, you will definitely be able to defeat those idiots!"
Penelope didn't have confidence in Blake in the first grade though. But she was extremely confident in Blake's superb talent!
"I've already talked to Professor Flitwick! He also agreed to take the time to teach you so that you won't be bullied by those Slytherins. But... I could find you earlier today!"
"Professor Flitwick asked you to go to him tomorrow. But time is precious, so don't waste it!"
"Let me practice with you first! I have also fought a few duels! I'll teach you first."
Blake was a little dizzy though. But he understood what Penelope said.
Especially when I heard that in order to prevent herself from being bullied, she specially asked Professor Flitwick to give her advice.
Blake's heart was a little moved.
'This is really for my own sake.'
Of course, his affection for Professor Flitwick also rose sharply.
A professor who taught seven grades. He was sure it was not as easy as imagined.
In fact, the professors were very busy. But even in such a busy situation,
he was willing to take the time to guide himself, a first-year student.
Blake felt that it was not easy for him to refuse these two offers.
"Thank you, Penelope-senpai!" Blake said as he drank the potion in his hand.
When senior Penelope saw Blake drink the potion she gave him. A bright smile appeared on her face.
"Let's go! Senior sister will teach you all the spells I know today!"
Looking at Penelope's back. Blake had no choice but to follow.
He couldn't say that he was actually strong enough to bring down a horned camel, could he?
Saying this, not only would Penello not believe it like Newt also did, but it would also make him look ungrateful.
This was a good friend who was really good to himself. So Blake's emotional intelligence was naturally in use there.
The place where Penelope brought Blake to practice was an abandoned classroom.
Thinking about it, Penelope had already made a lot of preparations.
Because such an abandoned classroom cannot be kept spotless.
Of course, it is impossible to have so many wooden targets out of thin air.
"Well, let's begin!" said Penelope hastily
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