The Daily Life of a Hogwarts Warfare Professor

Quirinus?6?1 Quirrell, and his noble master, the mysterious man Voldemort who could only live under his head now, were both startled when they heard the door being opened.

Voldemort almost immediately burrowed back into Quirrell's cerebral cortex, and then waited for Quirrell to wrap his face round and round like a mummy.

They were lucky tonight. When they came to the door of the room, the lock was open and they got in without any effort.Who knew that Victor would come in later?

"You...why are you here? Professor Eisner?"

And also came to the first guard room of the Magic Stone.

If you don't sleep at night, there must be a conspiracy.Voldemort's voice echoed in Quirrell's mind.

But before Quirrell could figure out what Victor was thinking, he saw him shouting "Be careful" behind him.

Quirrell took advantage of the situation and stumbled forward, pretending to be weak and helpless, and rolled up to Victor.

Victor urgently cast a silent spell of armor protection, which shook the huge claws rushing towards him.

The owner of the paw retracted his claws angrily, and the three heads took turns whimpering and licking the nails that were almost split.

Victor looked up and saw three pairs of eyes blinking at him in the darkness.

We meet Cerberus, the three-headed dog of hell.

A replacement for...?Hagrid couldn't really bring over Cerberus, the gatekeeper of the underworld in Greek mythology.The Greek people would not agree either.

It's probably a magical animal close to mythology.Hagrid lent it to Dumbledore to guard the Philosopher's Stone.

I don’t know why, but Victor always has a kind and harmless feeling towards the pets raised by Hagrid.

Look at the way they lick their paws, aren't they angel dogs?

Victor glanced at the back of Quirrell's head, which was rolling around on the ground several times. He couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, and then helped him up.

Without waiting for the other party to ask questions, Victor told the truth.

In order to prevent two stupid students from engaging in a wizard duel, he came here at night to wait and see, but he did not expect that the lock of the restricted room on the fourth floor was open.

As soon as I came in, I saw Professor Quirrell.

After saying that, he looked at Quirinus?6?1 Quirrell with "It's your turn" eyes.

Now the pressure to make up lies is on Professor Quirrell's side.

He cried bitterly and said that he had lost something, and the big dog noticed it and took it into its treasure room, which was the downward-opening wooden door sitting under its butt.

"Hmm...you said you want to risk the dignity and salary of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor to defeat this three-headed dog?"

Victor's disapproving eyes almost penetrated Quirrell.

Being so reckless doesn't suit your personality, Professor Quirrell.

Haven't you heard from Hagrid yet that the three-headed dog falls asleep when he hears music?

With such an obvious weakness, Victor had always felt that if Dumbledore wanted to make the guard more reliable, he should cast an ear-blocking spell on the puppy.

Quirrell's blank eyes swept over the three-headed dog licking its paws, across the wooden door under its butt, and finally came to Victor.

"Ai...Eisner...Professor, professor, you must help me. I am the teacher of the Defense Against Dark Arts class, and you are the professor of war. It is the best choice for the two of us to join forces."

Victor shook his head like a rattle.

Why did you suddenly involve me in your plan? Can't even the mysterious man's off-site help help you deal with the three-headed dog?

My intention was just to check out the lock that the students had opened using the Alajo Cave.I don't abuse animals and am peace-loving.

"If...if it really doesn't work, we can only tell the story about the three-headed dog being raised in Hogwarts. We all have guessed who is raising such a thing...

"That gamekeeper! He was expelled from school and expelled to work as a caretaker because his spiders killed Hogwarts students. It seems like... he has never learned his lesson."

Victor immediately pulled out his wand and said he was ready, let us two Ravenclaw professors deal with this hateful three-headed dog.

I can't let him frame Hagrid again.

Victor thought awkwardly.

Back then, the Spider Incident was blamed on Hagrid after Voldemort's Tom? 6? 1 Riddle killed Myrtle. If Hagrid is pushed to the forefront again this time, he might become disheartened and just throw himself into the lake.

Moreover, it is also necessary to prevent Quirrell from luring students over to kill them in order to make things worse, and then blame the three-headed dog.

Victor turned the wand in his hand, as if he noticed something. He glanced at the wand again, then held the handle of the wand tightly, and used all his magic power to perform a "hissing retreat" on the three-headed dog.

Huge magic power emerged, and the bursting sparks made a crackling sound at the tip of the wand. A flaming light shot straight to the roof, illuminating the entire room, and the three-headed dog's eyes were shaken dizzy.

Then, a small flame shot out from the tip of the wand and hit the three-headed dog's chest, scorching a bunch of hair.

Quirrell was stunned to witness the whole process of Victor casting the spell.

That's it?

The armor you wore before was quite powerful, wasn't it? The large amount of magic power just applied to the wand didn't look like you were hiding your strength.

Even if you saw this spark in a camping bonfire, you would have to say it was too small, too small, and really not a man.

Victor touched his nose, "Well... I'm not very good at attack magic. I... prefer to arrange strategies."

Quirrell didn't know that the wand that Victor had just used to cast the spell was the hawthorn wand that Malfoy had left at his place. It was not very familiar to Victor, and it was not his original match.

When conducting huge magic power, it is easy for the hardware to be unsatisfactory.

"That's enough, you go to the other side to attract its attention, and I'll handle it."

Quirrell's true nature is gradually revealed. In any case, if he wants to pass the three-headed dog tonight, he must use black magic.Victor had better not see it.

Victor ran smoothly to the flank of the three-headed dog.

After the dog's hair was burned off, it started biting almost crazily.The head hit by Victor's little flame was filled with hatred, and it bit Victor's windbreaker as he dodged left and right.

After being burned on its nose by Victor's old trick, it barked, took two steps on its hind legs, and tore off a corner of Victor's windbreaker.

After Victor made sure that he could not see himself from Quirrell's point of view, he took his own wand back from his sleeve and brought an ancient Egyptian magic card that he was good at.

For the love of Ra, the sun god, I hope it has the effect I want.

The card is face up, "Alliance with the same name and surname".

Almost as soon as the wand touched the card, the card was reduced to a blank slate.This one-time card is no longer useful.

Victor, on the other hand, took steps like an animal trainer, getting closer to the enchanted three-headed dog little by little, and put his hand on the head facing him.

"Let me think about it, Hagrid should call you Maomao, but for the time being, you three will have the same surname and name as me. Remember, when I pronounce these names, I am calling you.

"Victor, Von, Eisner."

Quirrell watched as the three-headed dog paused for a moment. His own shot had not yet been fired. Then, all three heads looked at him.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Quirrell felt like they were interested in his turban.