Alchemy Black Technology at Hogwarts

Chapter 53 The Great Detective Quirrell

With a soft "poof", Lalo disappeared in front of William's eyes - he should have returned to the kitchen to do his job today.

William also came to the auditorium.

Penello was already sitting at the long table.

"morning."

She saw William and said hello.

"morning."

William nodded, and went to get the usual oatmeal and milk, and there were some scrambled eggs on the plate, as well as two fried and delicious garlic sausages.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Professor Dumbledore today—he never misses breakfast."

Penello took a sip of pumpkin juice and said.

"Maybe he got up late."

William casually guessed, although what he really thought was that "the Ministry of Magic used the strongest white magic, Dumbledore's Flying Spell, and Dumbledore used Flash of Light".

"Today's first session is Professor Quirrell's Defense Against the Dark Arts class. In order to prepare for the class, he also went out to explore, and even entered the deepest part of the Albanian forest."

Penello said with some excitement.

"I heard that in the depths of that forest, there are still many curses left. Many wizards have gone to adventure in it, but only some of them can come back alive."

"Maybe Dracula the vampire or something."

It's a pity that William really lacks interest.

They came to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom on the third floor—it was just across from Quirrell's office.

William pushed open the door of the classroom, and Quirrell, who had been waiting in the classroom for a long time, nodded to them, as if nothing happened last night.

A white curtain was hung in front of the blackboard and hung down.William noticed that many little wizards were pointing at it, whispering in low voices, guessing what it was used for.

Probably a few seconds before the school bell rang.

The last student also rushed to the classroom.

"Okay. Let's start class now."

Professor Quirrell clapped his hands and said.

He took out a roster and counted them one by one. Every time he called out a little wizard, he would pause for a while, as if trying to remember their appearance and name.

"Perhaps some of you know me.

Like Miss Clearwater, Mr Theoro. "

He nodded to Penello, and to a Hufflepuff boy sitting over there, "But I don't think most of you know, my name is Quilinus Quirrell."

"I will be teaching you the Defense Against the Dark Arts course this year. But before we officially start the class, I would like to invite you to watch some interesting records with me."

Professor Quirrell flicked his wand quickly, and pulled down the curtains in the classroom with a "swish" - the old-fashioned projector began to play the picture.

"Not long ago, I went to Albania. After learning that I was a professor from Hogwarts, the local Ministry of Magic commissioned me to help them investigate a bizarre disappearance of a tourist."

As he spoke, his own figure appeared on the screen - at that time, Quirrell hadn't put on the scarf yet, surrounded by several people in the center, smiling and nodding.

"After my investigation, the place where the tourist appeared before his disappearance was an inn. Within a week, there were several cases of Muggle disappearances in the area around that inn."

The scene changes to a messy guest room.

"All the poor victims," ​​Quirrell paused briefly, "of course, I only found out after the fact," he sighed, "none of them took their luggage and never came back after leaving the hotel Pass.

All time is at night. "

"That's when I began to think that this was a crime committed by dark creatures, and that it was my responsibility to help the local residents solve this nightmare."

The screen flipped and several new characters appeared.

The man in the lead had a straight suit, a silver cross necklace hanging on his chest, and half of an old book was exposed from his pocket.

"They are a few Muggles who violently wanted to expel me when I wanted to investigate the truth - at this time I used some spells to make them think that I was actually their companion and learned some clues. "

Quirrell said calmly.

"They were actually from the Church of Muggles, and came here to investigate the whereabouts of a few vampires who had escaped - which would no doubt explain the disappearance of Muggle visitors, as well as a wizard."

He turned another page.

The screen turned into a ferocious man with long and sharp canine teeth, a pair of bat-like wings behind him, blood-red eyes, and dark red liquid dripping from the corner of his mouth.

"what"

Some timid students exclaimed.

"Vampires, they are dark creatures with intelligence. Usually, they can behave like ordinary people, except that they cannot touch the sun and silver, and there are no abnormal signs.

But when they come into contact with human blood and go berserk - they turn into bloodthirsty beasts.Older vampires can gradually learn to suppress their instinctive impulses, but this kind of control is like trying to extinguish burning oil with ice water.

The harder it is suppressed, the more terrifying the ferocity brought about by this hunger will become when it erupts. "

Quirrell introduces the dark creature of the vampire.

Frankly speaking, the experience of this course reminded William of the university classroom in his previous life.The teachers of the school will use ppt, pictures, videos and other forms to teach them the courses vividly.

Everyone held their breath.

The pictures flipped one by one, and Quirrell followed the traces left by the vampires along with those Muggles, and found their dens. Although those Muggles didn't know how to use magic spells, they took out many that could Utensil against vampires, did them harm.

They succeeded in destroying the den after Quirrell used a powerful "split" to severely injure a vampire that jumped out of the shadows and ran towards him, and had a Muggle impale him through the heart.

"There we also found many blasphemous manuscripts of dark magic of the most wicked kind, and burned them all."

Quirrell turned the projection to the last one.

William saw him pick up a manuscript with "The Necromancy of Dr. John Dee" written on the cover, as if he wanted to throw it into the flames.

"Wait? The name"

Dr. John Tee
William was quite sure that he had seen the name not so long ago—and he doubted very much that there might actually be another part, or another version, of the story that Professor Quirrell was telling at this moment.

"So, we must study Defense Against the Dark Arts seriously. You may feel that this course is not as practical as Charms, or as profound as Transfiguration."

Quirrell tapped his wand and pulled up all the curtains that had been lowered in the classroom.The bright sunlight shone into the classroom, causing many little wizards to take a deep breath.

"But I can assure you that danger is actually lurking around all of you. When it really starts to move, you may have already fallen into its trap."

"Now, let's start class."

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