Blake looked at Hermione in shock.

"What are you thinking?"

"Can't there be pure friendship between men and women?"

"Wait … What do you mean …"

"Are you all lusting after my body?!"

"Tsk … I'm still a child!"

"You female hooligans!"

Hermione finally couldn't hold back.

The Book of Spells was thrown at him …

"Ahem!"

"That's too much!"

"Too much!"

Professor Flitwick knocked on the table.

The first lesson was supposed to be a story.

There was nothing much important about it.

But.

These two little children kept whispering.

'I'll just pretend that I didn't see anything.'

Professor Flitwick Thought.

This was blatant flirting.

Professor Flitwick Thought.

But now

That was a bit too much!

"Sorry!

Professor.

"I saw a bug on his face just now."

"So I actually just wanted to kill that bug!"

Hermione sincerely apologized to Professor Flitwick.

"Hit a bug in his face?"

"You used a book instead?"

"Forget it, forget it......."

After the class ended,

They moved to the next one.

The third class of the afternoon.

It was Blake's favourite. 

The herbal class.

However.

Because they were only in first grade.

And it was the first herbal class.

So Professor Sprout didn't teach them the actual practice.

Instead, she took them to the greenhouse.

Then she carefully introduced them to the mushrooms with various magical functions.

There were also some strange magical plants.

They needed to learn how to cultivate these plants and mushrooms.

And to understand their uses.

"Who can tell me?"

"What kind of plant is this?"

"What's its effect?"

Sprout pointed to a small tree.

Asked the herbal medicine with round leaves.

As usual.

Hermione swished.

Then she raised her hand up high.

But

Professor Sprout didn't have time to ask Hermione to answer the question.

Because Blake had also raised his hand.

However, he raised his hand while answering the question …

"This is white fresh, Professor."

It has very strong healing skills! "

Although Blake answered the question without waiting for Professor Sprout's permission.

She felt a little satisfied.

This was a student of her own house!

And it was the little genius who had embarrassed the sorting hat for more than ten minutes last night!

And it was the important reason why Professor McGonagall complained for most of the night!

To sum it up in one sentence!

This child was active and very eager to learn!

Bonus points!

"Correct answer!

Five points for Hufflepuff! "

Professor Sprout smiled so much that her eyes narrowed.

Hermione glared at Blake indignantly.

This guy actually cheated!

Just raise your hand.

How could you raise your hand and answer a question?

Blake turned a blind eye to her gaze.

He just accepted the silver treasure chest that she contributed …

After that.

Hermione also learned to be shrewd.

After Professor Sprout asked another question.

Hermione also raised her hand and answered the question.

She had memorized the textbook!

Those simple questions couldn't stump her at all!

So her answer was naturally correct!

Blake was no longer

Competing with her.

But he would always answer after she finished.

He raised his hand again to add some knowledge that she missed.

Of course …

This knowledge was not in the book!

Hermione was furious about this.

But there was no other way!

It wasn't in the textbook!

She didn't know where Blake learned this knowledge from!

From Professor Sprout's increasingly happy expression.

What that guy said was actually all right!

......

"Although what Miss Granger said is quite right."

"But … Mr. Green said the extracurricular knowledge that I wanted to tell everyone later!"

So … Miss Granger won two points for Gryffindor. "

"And Mr. Green won three points for Hufflepuff!

Professor Sprout now found Blake more and more pleasing to the eye!

Because the little wizards in Hufflepuff had a kind of laziness that stood aloof from worldly affairs.

So they were competing for school points.

Competing for the School Championship.

In fact, they weren't very enthusiastic …

It couldn't be helped. Most of the talented little wizards wouldn't be assigned to Hufflepuff.

Even if the little badgers wanted to compete for the School Championship.

The chances of winning were also very small.

Just answering the questions in class gave them extra points.

But now …

Professor Sprout swore.

This class was the best class that she had ever given extra points!

It was also the most justifiable class that she had ever given extra points to her house!

It was all because of Blake!

And this child's understanding of herbology.

Even Professor Sprout was surprised.

He waited until the herbal medicine class ended.

As expected, Blake was with Professor Sprout.

Because of her joyful mood.

He had obtained a Gold Treasure Chest!

When they left the greenhouse.

Hermione was still indignant about Blake's way of earning points.

"You can't blame me for that!" Blake shrugged.

"I'm Hufflepuff!

How can we give the points to Gryffindor? "

Back at the Auditorium.

On the four long tables.

The table was already filled with food.

The young wizards began to eat their dinner.

After a whole day of classes.

Everyone was hungry.

It was just that Blake was cooking.

His roommate.

Wayne Hopkins suddenly leaned over and asked him a question that left him speechless.

"Do you have a grudge against that girl from Gryffindor?"

"Hmm?

How can you tell that I have a grudge against her?! "

Blake said angrily.

They were obviously good friends!

Roger Malone also came over.

"That's not right!

Brother! "

"I saw you arguing with her the whole afternoon!"

"In the magic class.

You kept shooting your mouth off at her! "

"Although I don't know what you said to her."

"But she was very angry the whole time!"

"She seemed to want to hit you with a book for a long time."

"Wayne and I were worried about you!"

"And then what happened?"

"We all saw it!"

Wayne continued.

"Yeah!

Then she couldn't take it anymore. "

"She actually threw the magic textbook at your face!"

"And you say you don't have a grudge?!"

Roger continued to shoot his mouth off.

"And!

In the herbal medicine class just now. "

"Every time she raised her hand to answer a question."

"You raised your hand to pick on her."

"Pick on her!"

"Brother!

I think … "

"If that's not a grudge …"

"Then what's a grudge?"

Blake was speechless for a while.

This was the herbal medicine class.

Hermione was the only one who raised her hand to answer the question.

Blake raised his hand from the back.

Indeed, it seemed like he had been picking on Hermione.

But there were other people in Gryffindor who raised their hand to answer the question …

Blake sighed.

He actually.

He just wanted to leave a good impression in front of Professor Sprout.

And then he just wanted to get a treasure chest …

He didn't want to pick on her at all!

So this was how he and Hermione looked at each other from the side?!

"Actually, we don't have a grudge …"

Blake explained to his two funny roommates for a long time.

Only then did they reluctantly believe him.

When Blake finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to continue eating.

The handsome guy who was only seven to eight points less handsome than him came again.

Cedric sat directly next to him.

"I heard that you have a grudge against a girl in Gryffindor?"

"You … So you're so nosy!?"

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