Harry Potter: The Dragon Lord Comes to Hogwarts

The battle starts instantly!

The Leaky Cauldron is dimly lit.

Totoro's sudden fur-like behavior made Dudley completely unresponsive.

The rhythm is too fast!

In front of the field of vision, I saw Quirrell opening and closing his mouth without making a sound.

The surrounding air flow rate suddenly slowed down, as if an invisible palm was gently brushing the skin surface of everyone at the scene.

This feeling....

It's magic!

Totoro's body was stiff and motionless in mid-air!

"Stop! Quirrell, what do you mean!?"

Hagrid sensed something was wrong immediately.

He took a step forward, and his body suddenly stopped in front of Harry and Dudley.

A pair of flapping hands clenched into fists!

If the situation is not right, he is ready to protect the students!

"Tsk!"

Quirrell's expression turned from vicious to panic in an instant.

"No...no...that's not it!

Hagrid...sir, it's...a misunderstanding...a misunderstanding. "

The situation was developing in an unpredictable direction, and Quirrell hurriedly explained, before he finished speaking fluently.

The Totoro, who was imprisoned in mid-air by magic, disappeared out of thin air again, when everyone reacted.

The figure of Totoro is already close to Quirrell's face!

He quickly leaned back, but there were already a few shallow bloodstains on his cheeks.

At the same time Dudley felt another soft touch in the palm of his hand.

Looking down, he saw that Totoro was standing in the palm of his hand, its small body showing its teeth and claws.

Make it clear to demonstrate against Quirrell.

Oops....

Perhaps this incident is the beginning of all troubles!

But the imaginary scene where Professor Quirrell was provoked by the chinchilla and became angry and ashamed did not happen. Instead, he dealt with his wound naturally.

"Professor Quirrell, it seems that you are in a bad state, but don't take it to heart, you know that these two are children, but I still have to apologize to you on their behalf."

Hagrid sighed helplessly, this kind of thing happened in an ordinary meeting, which made him distressed, but also secretly blamed himself, he shouldn't have allowed Dudley to bring his pet to the Leaky Cauldron.

"No...it's nothing...Hagrid, you know, before I became a lecturer in the Theory of Dark Arts class at Hogwarts...

The direction of study is the field of Muggle studies and wizard exploration. "

Professor Quirrell took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and while wiping the shallow wounds on his face, he finished the whole sentence with difficulty.

"Okay, Professor Quirrell, our time is limited. These two students will appear in your class in the future. You still have a chance to meet again, so I will take the two of you away first."

Seeing that more and more people noticed this, Hagrid dragged Dudley and Harry involuntarily and quickly left the scene.

Before leaving, Dudley glanced back at Quirrell.

Looking at the wound on his face, the thick bandage wrapped around his head, and the indifferent smile he kept.

Quirrell waved his hand and said don't care!

Dudley didn't say much, but followed Hagrid to a closed wall.

The walls are made of bricks and stones, judging by the degree of weathering of the surface, the long traces of time are clearly visible.

"Mr. Hagrid, it's a wall... and there's no way out!"

Harry looked at the wall and asked quietly.

"Look carefully, this is not a wall, this is a door!"

After Hagrid's voice fell, he picked up the umbrella behind him and tapped rhythmically on the middle and upper part of the wall.

"Crack!" There were several abnormal sounds, and the wall opened from the center to the sides.

Harry looked taken aback.

Hagrid had a smug look on his face.

And Dudley frowned all the time... This Professor Quirrell...

.....

The Leaky Cauldron, in a separate room.

The Hogwarts professor of black arts, Quirinus Quirrell, who had met Dudley and his party before.

Standing blankly in the house.

With a few candles flickering around, Rocky raised his hand to touch the girdle on his head, and whispered to himself. Unlike before, he speaks very fluently now, without any stuttering or stuttering.

"Great and supreme existence, I have heard your call. Your most devout servant, Quirinus Quirrell, is here to listen to your teachings."

Quirrell's voice seemed a little sluggish, and a human face appeared on the back of his head, with distorted facial features, and lips squirmed.

"I...I feel, that...thing...its presence...."

Quirrell's expression was a little hesitant, but he still spoke out:

"Great master, do you mean the previous mouse?

But according to my memory, it should be a chinchilla, but this chinchilla has sharp nails and not weak magic talent. "

The face on the head suddenly interrupted Quirrell's voice:

"No! This little guy's body has a feeling that makes me very close. Its abnormalities are not only claws and magic talent, I can feel that it can...

Carry my soul.

I....

I need it...."

As soon as the voice of the human face fell, Quirrell kneeled on the ground involuntarily, and the voice in his mouth was full of fear:

"Master...Master, you...you can't do this!

Could it be that...your humble servant, my human body is no match for a 'rat'? "

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ps: It’s updated, the fluffy chinchilla is in danger of fleeing, pinching his waist (/≥▽≤/)~Thank you for your support~