HP: A Sociopath Gamer In Magic World [ Chapter 101: Oh? Please tell me! ] (Patreon)

Sue Li, the normally forgotten Ravenclaw took this moment to pipe up, "Hey, isn't Charles running a bit late?"

Anthony slapped his forehead, "Oh, right. I forgot to tell you; he isn't coming today. Something came up so he won't be able to make it."

"Really, now you tell us," Padma said, narrowing her eyes at him.

"Hey I forgot."

"He's probably just practicing with Flitwick again," Terry said casually, getting an elbow to the ribs from Michael who pointed to Hermione, "Oh."

"Charles is getting private lessons with Professor Flitwick," Hermione asked almost accusingly.

Padma sighed, "It isn't what you're thinking. Flitwick asked him if he wanted to learn dueling in his spare time and Charles agreed. He's even planning on entering the dueling competition this summer."

Lisa chose to say her piece too, "Honestly, I don't know how he does it, what with his muggle studies, Quidditch practice, and all the research he does. It's a wonder he even sleeps at all."

"Makes me tired just from watching him," Michael said, causing the others to nod.

Hermione couldn't help but feel like she was being left behind again.

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Charles:-

"Is there something you wanted, Princess? I'm rather busy at the moment," I said, using my wand to repair some broken chairs.

The blonde witch continued to stay silent from her place against the wall, just as she had been doing since she entered the newly christened dueling room ten minutes ago.

Flitwick had been kind enough to tell me about the new school rules as a result of the student store. Apparently, some of the funds generated by the store would go into fixing the school and managing clubs.

So, I took it upon myself to create a dueling club and sign up all of my housemates without telling them. Flitwick was more than happy to be our advisor and had helped me pick a room big enough for practice.

Levitating some tables to the side I was just about to cast a cleaning spell on the floor when I heard her clear her throat behind me.

"You still owe me one favor, I want to use it," she declared with a passive face. Her mask was getting better.

Putting away my wand I turned to her, "Oh? Please tell me."

"As you know, my position as leader is being threatened by the other Slytherins."

I waved her off. "It was bound to happen once the initial shock wore off."

"Yes, well, I still don't like it. I need something that can help me secure it," she said impatiently.

I adopted a thinking face, "Hmm, I suppose I can help. Give me until Wednesday to come up with a plan."

She let out a sigh of relief, "Thank you."

I waved her off, "It's fine, no need to be so serious. More importantly, what do you think of my new dueling club?"

The room was wide with a tall ceiling. It lacked windows but a spell had been cast on a fake window panel to show the outside world. Chairs, tables, and a blackboard had been brought in from storage to be used for lessons. At the very back was a line of wooden training dummies that Flitwick had transfigured for testing out spells.

"I suppose it makes sense for it to be so Spartan in nature, considering the spell will be flying back and forth. What I'm more surprised about is the fact you chose to start this club in the first place." she said suspicion coloring her words.

"Well Flitwick came to me with the idea, and it seemed interesting so why not," I answered with a carefree smile.

"Why would he do that?" she asked, narrowing her eyebrows.

I shrugged, "Could be a number of reasons. It could be because I'm currently ranked first in all of my classes. Or the fact I'm popular among the other houses meaning more people will be more likely to join. …Or it could even be because I've been getting private dueling lessons from Flitwick for the past four months. Personally, I like to believe it's my natural born leadership skills and handsome face."

"You've been getting dueling lessons?" she questioned.

"What can I say, I'm an overachiever. I'm even planning to enter the junior dueling competition this summer."

Her eyes widened and I could see a million thoughts race through her mind. "If your show of wandless magic was anything to go by, I suspect you have a real chance of winning. But are you sure that's a good idea? I thought you said you didn't want to be famous?" she said with a panicked voice.

"No, I said I didn't care for fame. But if it just so happens to come my way, I won't turn it down. Besides, being well known does have its perks."

Daphne didn't look happy but there was nothing she could say that could change my mind, and she knew it.

Snapping my fingers, I summoned a mana string and collected a clipboard that was on a wall. "That reminds me, do you want to join? I'm accepting new members," I said, handing her the sign-up sheet.

Daphne took it, and raised an eyebrow, "And why would I do that? It sounds like sweaty tiring work completely unsuited for a delicate lady such as myself."

I gave her a knowing smirk, "You never know, you might want to consider knowing how to defend yourself at least."

"What's that supposed to mean?" she questioned crossing her arms and raising an eyebrow.

"Just saying, the magical world has plenty of hidden dangers, its best to be prepared when something unexpected comes along," I said mysteriously.

Of course, I was aware of the blonde's silly theory of me being a seer. After catching her observing me from a distance more than once, I finally used [Observe] on her to see what was happening. I hadn't made a move to correct her either, as I figured that messing with her would be a good pastime.