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HP: Bad Intentions

After transmigrating to the Harry Potter world and being reborn as Grindelwald and Dumbledore's flesh and blood, Blake had awakened the Emotional Treasure Chest System! Make someone's blood pressure soar and you'll get a treasure chest! So … Blake: "Review? You've just learned something, how can you forget it so quickly? " Hermione (deep breath): "Hermione, you have to calm down!" [Ding! Silver Treasure Chest 1!] Blake: "What a handsome cat!" (Takes out a cat stick!) Professor McGonagall: "!!" [Ding! Gold Treasure Chest 1!] Blake: "Professor Snape, do you want to eat hotpot together? It's delicious! " Snape: "That's my crucible! How dare you! I'll deduct 50 points from Hufflepuff! " [Ding! Diamond Treasure Chest 1!] Blake: "Professor, my surname is Grindelwald." Dumbledore: "Hmm? What did you say your surname was? " [Ding! Supreme Treasure Chest 1!] Blake: "Soupy, where's your nose?" Voldemort: "Avada …" … Blake: "I'm just a little badger who wants to become stronger. What bad intentions can I have?" (Hands up) ============ DISCLAIMER: This is a Translation of 霍格沃茨:小獾能有啥坏心思呢? If you like a Shameless Mc then this is for you

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Delegating Work

Sure enough, it was exactly as Blake imagined. When they heard the name "Duel Club!"

The little wizards in the common room surrounded him with a bang!

"A Duel Club? Is it real?"

"Of course it is true!"

"Is it the kind of duel I imagined?!"

"Of course! In the duelling 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 then... Marcus may not let people go..."

Cedric said.

"Marcus? Just go and ask him, he is already in the seventh grade, does he use the Shield Charm ?"

"No...it can't be, it should...."

"Then he has to come too! He's about to graduate and he doesn't know the Shield Charm yet? Cedric. It's very dangerous outside! You don't want to see him die next time, do you want to bring a bouquet of white flowers to his funeral?"

"f**k! Blake! You just cursed me!"

Marcus had just come in from outside the common room with a broom. He just heard Blake talking badly about him. He then rushed over with a broom.

"Marcus! Isn't this your favorite broom?"

"Are you going to sleep with the broom in your arms?"

"Why are you picking it up and want to beat someone now?"

While chasing them, Marcus said loudly: "Nonsense! Who told you that I sleep with a broom in my arms?!"

"Damn it! 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, you bastard! Don't hit me! Remember, this is your favourite broom!"

"My house is full of brooms like this!"

"Oh, I knew it, you were lying to us, a man's mouth is a deceiving ghost."

"A few days ago you said this was your favourite broom, but today you say that there are many in the house...

"Blake, I'm going to break your leg today!"

In the end, Blake was naturally unscathed. Instead, the tall and burly Marcus lay on the ground.

"Look! This is a lack of training! And you said you don't need to join the duelling club?!"

"Did you see it? You only need to join the duelling club, and you can also have such duelling skills!"

The little wizards watching the incident clapped their hands. Cedric even gave Blake the thumbs up in surprise.

"As expected of Professor Quirrell's favourite student! Even a seventh-grade graduate like Marcus can't beat you!"

Blake's smile faded instantly. Then he got goosebumps all over my body.

'You are Voldemort's favourite student!'

Just hearing that drained all the colour from his face.

"Cedric, you said it very well, but don't repeat it next time!"

As expected, Blake immediately received a flood of applications. He began collecting the 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 was there he 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 houses to promote the club, 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! You will have to give it to me!"

Blake agreed and slipped out of the common room. After a long time, he occasionally received the treasure chest of Cedric who was full of resentment.

Next, Blake intercepted Cassandra in the corridors. Then he told her about the Dueling Club and asked her to go back and help promote it.

There was no way, he could promote the club in every house alone. Even if Slytherin seemed to have a bit of a grudge against them, he knew Cassandra as a Slytherin so, he just left this matter to Cassandra.

Next up was Gryffindor which doesn't need Blake to hype it at all. Blake didn't even think he had to do what he did back in the Hufflepuff common room.

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.'

As the chairman, Blake continued handing over all the work to others.

Then he wandered back to the Room of Requirements to attend to his affairs. The Dueling Club did attract a lot of young wizards to sign up.

Someone just needed to get the word out. Then you will know how many people would sign up for it.

Afterwards, Blake doesn't need to worry about it. Because when all the application forms for registration are returned. What to worry about would be the group of guys in the student council.

In the evening, when the president of the student council, a 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 council looked at Penelope in front of him in shock.

"Are these the membership application forms of the Dueling Club?"

"That's right!" Penelope said excitedly.

"Hiss... I didn't expect so many people in Hogwarts to join the Dueling Club..."

When other members of the student council saw the huge stack of registration forms in front of them. They were about to cry.

Of course, as the chairman of the student council, he did not need to do such small tasks as registration. So, they are the only ones to do the work.

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