Harry Potter: The Dragon Lord Comes to Hogwarts

"Who is this person...?"

Dudley frowned. He looked at the glass ball in his hand, because a figure was reflected on it.

The figure disappeared in a flash and quietly hid in the dark.

There was a thick bandage wrapped around the opponent's head. With such an iconic outfit, even if he couldn't see his face clearly, Dudley knew that the opponent was "Professor Quirrell" from the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

"Professor Quirrell..."

This is very wrong, why do I have a "Quidditch class" with my group!

And a teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts wants to hide in the dark and observe secretly?

Dudley's expression remained unchanged.

He sorted out his thoughts, turned around and handed back the memory ball, a magic item in his hand, to Neville.

Neville hurriedly put it away, looked at Dudley with a grateful face, and said:

"My friend, thank you so much!

This memory ball is very important to me, it was a gift from my grandma. "

Dudley smiled back.

A little meditation!

Dudley took the initiative to leave his original position.

He came to Harry's side.

"suspect?"

Harry looked at Dudley suspiciously:

"Cousin, why did you suddenly change positions?"

Dudley gently rubbed Harry's little head:

"I'm here to supervise you. You are not allowed to desert in class, don't talk nonsense, and listen carefully!"

"Cousin...I didn't mean to..."

Upon hearing this, Harry immediately put on a mournful face, extremely aggrieved.

Ron shrugged, and he automatically took the place where Dudley had been standing.

At the same time, I am very happy at the same time!

It's a good thing that I don't have an older brother of the same age, otherwise I would end up like Harry and be supervised when I go to school.

"Humph!"

Hermione looked at Ron standing beside her, and shook her head without saying a word, expressing that she didn't want to talk to him.

Ron shrugged helplessly!

"baffling...."

.....

On the other side, the top floor area of ​​a high tower in Hogwarts!

A figure was slowly appearing near the window behind the stone wall.

Quirrell's eyes looked forward, and there was a large open space hundreds of meters away.

There are two little wizard classes in the clearing.

One side's wizard costume is Slytherin, and the other wizard's costume is Gryffindor.

After confirming the person outside the window, Quirrell's body retracted to the inside of the tower window.

His expression was sincere, his forehead drooped, and his hands were clenched into fists and slowly embraced in front of his chest.

"Great and noble master....

Your servant Quirinus Quirrell!

Sincerely call to you.

Hope you wake up from your deep sleep!

Your humble servant has prepared a perfect plan, hoping to get your call...."

Quirrell's face was humble, and he prayed devoutly in his heart.

not long....

Quirrell felt a prick in the back of his scalp.

Quirrell's expression was pleasantly surprised. He knew that it was the great master Voldemort who responded to his call.

"Great Master . . .

I have a complete plan, the new body you have been longing for, I have prepared it.

This is Gryffindor's Quidditch lesson.

I will do something to interfere with the little wizards' first magic broom flight!

Get him wounded and sent to a healing room at a magic school.

There are very few people in that area, and it is also the time when I am most likely to succeed.

The new body "My Neighbor Totoro" in your picture is almost inseparable from his master Dudley. Only the whole method can make them alone... This is the best so far...

Just...just....I want you to help me!

Just the moment I showed up, this "My Neighbor Totoro" seemed to be aware of my 'existence'...

He can always find out my location in time.

It's just unbelievable....

In addition, the magic professor in this class is Ms. Rolanda, and her magic attainments are not trivial, we need to be cautious...how cautious..."

Professor Quirrell looked flustered. This is because he took the initiative to ask for help from the great existence. He wondered if the master would help him.

At this moment, a low and hoarse voice echoed in Quirrell's mind:

[Go, my servant!

Open your mind, open your heart....

Give me your body....】

.......

(Note: Cultivate a 'Cassandra?' soft and tsundere version of Malfoy? I like Miss Ka's vote, let's see everyone's favorability!)

ps: It's updated, isn't this plot surprising?Although this chapter is a bit "short", the author is now working on the behind-the-scenes branch line and the main line arrangement.The next chapter is expected (released in 10 hours), thank you for your support, the author will continue to work hard~