[HP] Subvert Fate

The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts, Quirinus Quirrell, holding his own teaching plan, felt something was wrong as soon as he entered the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom. There was always a sweet smell floating in the gloomy classroom. It's greasy, like the kind of ambiguous taste that only Valentine's Day can have.Look at those first-year Snakes in Slytherin. Although they are obediently sitting in their seats and pretending to read books, their eyes frequently drift to the two little ghosts sitting in the corner of the room.The brat with platinum-blonde hair, the signature of the Malfoy family, was looking at the black-haired brat in his arms with a faint smile on his face, closing his eyes and meditating. On the forehead of the black-haired brat was a well-known lightning bolt on the forehead scar.

Harry James Potter, Quirrell recited this name fiercely in his heart, before he actually met the great savior, he would never imagine defeating the greatest wizard in history (V: Baby Harry wouldn’t be so ugly Conscience, you must deliberately defeat me, you idiot who spread rumors, you can find the wrong person if you take refuge in anyone) the boy is so weak (tea: V Palace, if I agree with you, he is not only an idiot, but also has bad eyes Even, I don’t know where he saw that Xiaoha is weak; V: I will understand after he is rectified), as if a small wind can blow him away.Quirrell curled his lips, hum, let's make you happy for two days first, after I get the Philosopher's Stone and revive the master, let's see how my master treats you! (tea: idiots among idiots....)

When the little snakes saw the professor coming, they hurriedly sent a signal to their leader.Blaise, who was sitting on the right of Draco and Harry, coughed lightly, and squeezed Draco's waist (De: Damn boy, don't you want to mess around, huh?), and Pansy on the right was lightly under the table. After lightly stepping on Harry's foot, the green-eyed kitten reluctantly opened its eyes, and yawned a lot by the way.

"Um~ Draco, are you in class?"

The sound of the little black cat just waking up is soft and waxy, making people feel itchy. If the little snakes in the classroom hadn’t taken into account the iceberg prince beside him and the little black cat’s nimble skills, they would have rushed to kiss him His face was ravaged desperately in his arms.Of course, now they can only imagine desperately in their heads.

"It's class, but it's okay, you can still squint for a while, Professor Quirrell..." Draco deliberately emphasized the professor's words, and looked at the purple garlic froze at the door without any trace. "It seems to be late, he hasn't come yet!" (Cha: You are talking nonsense with your eyes open!)

"Don't sleep anymore, if you sleep again at night, you will suffer from insomnia." The little black cat stretched and rubbed comfortably in the arms of its owner.

"Since this is the case, wake up, and then we should go to class." Platinum Xiaolong raised his head, glanced at the purple garlic with cold eyes, found that the purple garlic was trembling, and then lowered his head and touched it with warm lips. Petal gently kissed the little black cat's eyes.

"Draco, you are so kind! But..." The little black devil twitched his cute little nose, blinking his eyes in doubt, "Where did this... come from?" It smells, it stinks!"

"Oh, my dear Harry, have you been smoked, haven't you? This is really unreasonable!" Hearing what the little black cat said, the young master Shabini was the first to slap the table. Standing up from his chair, he looked at the two fat snakes that were still eating wildly with a smirk, "Crabbe, Goyle!"

"Here!" Crabbe and Goyle who were called immediately dropped the chocolate cake in their hands and stood up straight.

"You use magic to open all the windows in the classroom, and then spray some of this. I don't know which one is so immoral. They don't clean themselves up before going out, and they run out to destroy the air in the room!" With a bottle of perfume for himself, Master Blaise squinted his eyes and swept towards the door, "Oh, Professor Quirrell is here, why don't you make a sound? Really, please come in quickly, don't delay you Go to class." (Tea: Blaise children's shoes, how do you think you look like...what about that? Cloth: What do you look like? Tea: If you wave your handkerchief again, it will look even more like you! Cloth: In the end What is it? Tea: Bustard! Cloth:!!!)

"Hehe...... Thank you...... Thank you! Please...... Please sit down!" Quirrell put all the books in his hand on the podium, and saw the perfume spraying Crabbe and Goyle had already sat back in their seats and said, "Welcome... come to Hogg... ...Gwartz! I am your...defense against the dark arts...teacher...quirrell."

As soon as the words fell, he heard a loud noise from above his head, and Quirrell looked up, his face turned pale with fright.I don't know who installed a pyrotechnic box on the beam above his head, and when he introduced himself, it suddenly exploded.After a puff of white smoke passed, a squeaking mouse appeared in the place where the fireworks box was originally placed. It saw Quirrell staring at him, and immediately jumped on his face, covering it with his little butt. The eyes of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Quirrell screamed and slid under the podium, touching his baling head as he did so, and he screamed again.Although the little snakes who saw this scene still maintained an elegant aristocratic posture, there was a mocking light in their eyes.Many people were muttering in their hearts that the professor of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class was so useless that even a mouse was afraid. It seemed that those rumors were not false!

"Let's get out of class..." Quirrell hid under the podium, continuing to play the role of a cowardly, timid and stuttering Defense Against the Dark Arts class, "Pre... ..preview...the first five chapters."

"Yes, Professor Quirrell." With a long aristocratic accent, Blaise's voice was full of contempt.He complained in his heart, he really didn't know what Dumbledore was thinking, he would invite such a professor.What is even more incomprehensible is that, from what Draco and Harry said, this timid and cowardly Quirrell is actually a Slytherin product, which is really a disgrace to the Snake House, a scum, a scum!How did such a guy win over his own dean and apply for such a good position!

The little snakes packed up their things obediently, waiting for their leaders Draco and Harry.When the two of them stood up from their seats, and Blaise and Pansy walked out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom beside them, the other first-year snakes lined up in an orderly manner. Slowly slid out.

They didn't see that when they walked out of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, Quirrell slammed the white mouse on his face to the ground, and shot a very fierce light from his wandering eyes.

The news that Professor Quirrell was scared by a white mouse to get under the podium in Slytherin's first-year class had spread through the four houses by dinner time, and everyone had such an incompetent Defense Against the Dark Arts spell on them The professor was extremely disappointed.However, this incident is far from over, and Professor Quirrell's unfortunate journey has just begun.

In the next few days, Quirrell found that during the three meals a day, there were many things on his plate that did not belong to the category of food.For example, on the Friday morning of the first week of school, the unlucky Professor Quirrell ate the leg of an acromantula from the smoked egg and ham sandwich he chose. Dried dung made Quirrell decide not to appear in the hall at night. In order to avoid pranks, he even chose to go to the three broomsticks of Hogsmeade.It's a pity that even so, he didn't escape the fate of being punished.Sadly, he ate a bare stone in his butterbeer.Quirrell looked at the stone and thought about it carefully. He didn't think he had offended anyone. Why was he so unlucky?And it still lasts for several days, which is really weird!

When he came out from the three broomsticks, he met a guy wearing a black cloak, he should be a young guy by his height, but unfortunately it was too dark, he couldn't see the man's face clearly, but he could only see the outline of the face Quirrell, thinking that must be a handsome man.The handsome man passed him from behind Quirrell. At that time, he was hit hard by that man and staggered.Immediately afterwards, he heard the handsome man chuckle at his gaffe. Quirrell originally wanted to stop that man and ask him why he didn't apologize for bumping into someone but laughed at them, but after thinking about it, it's better to do less than to do more. , Now is an extraordinary period, you can't just make trouble.

On the way back from Hogsmeade to Hogwarts, Quirrell felt that all the people passing by him were looking at his back and laughing, and it was a contemptuous and extremely malicious smile.There were even some children who were not old enough to go to Hogwarts to study at Hogwarts, pointing at him and laughing at him openly, without any concealment.Quirrell felt very strange and wanted to take off the cloak on his body to see what was behind him. He was [-]% sure that the handsome man tampered with his cloak when he bumped into him.

However, what was even more strange was that the black cloak seemed to grow on him, and he couldn't take it off no matter how hard he tried.Quirrell had no choice but to return to Hogwarts with doubts.When he walked into the school, the students were still wandering in the empty space, and when they saw him appear, they all said hello.Because the smell on his body was too strong, everyone was more than ten steps away from him.The students with sharper eyes saw that there was a bright sentence written on the back of Quirrell's cloak - "I am Quirrell who is afraid of even mice, please laugh at me!"

Quirrell returned to his room from the empty Hogwarts field. All the students who saw him were laughing along the way. The little animals felt that since the professor posted such a sentence, it would be very unkind to not satisfy their wishes. .And most of these little animals come from our dear Slytherin.

When Quirrell returned to his room, he never imagined that a greater tragedy was waiting for him.

After being tortured for a whole day, Quirrell let out a long sigh of relief after returning to his room.He took off the cloak on his body smoothly, trying to see what was behind the cloak, but saw nothing.He threw the cloak aside, took out his bathrobe from the closet, and walked into the bathroom.As soon as he entered, he let out a cry of panic. It wasn't that he was timid. The real Quirinus Quirrell was not timid at all. Whether he was timid or stuttering, it was just his disguise to keep people from paying attention to him. way only.

But whether it is Quirrell facing the public or the real Quirrell, it is a terrible thing to see a majestic golden lion in his bathroom, and this lion is even waving its teeth and claws at him. Quirrell immediately threw away the bathrobe in his hand, turned and ran out.The head of Gryffindor and Transfiguration professor Minerva McGonagall lived next door to him. He was terrified and knocked on Minerva's door without thinking too much.

"Oh, Quirinus, it's so late, haven't you rested yet?" Professor McGonagall, wearing a striped plaid dressing gown, opened the door to see the annoying Quirrell, and frowned unconsciously.

"Mi... Minerva, in my... my... room, there is a... golden lion."

"Golden lion?" Minerva asked back. Seeing that Quirrell nodded frequently, Professor McGonagall said, "How is it possible? Quirinus, animals cannot enter the castle without permission, and there are no lions in the Forbidden Forest." , let alone a golden lion, you read it wrong, right?"

"Really...really."

"Then wait a minute!" Minerva slammed the door shut (nearly hitting Quirrell on the nose), turned and walked to the fireplace, grabbed a handful of floo powder and threw it in, "Albus!"

"Oh, Minerva, it's so late, what's the matter?"

"Please go and see Professor Quirrell, he came to me and said that there is a golden lion in his bathroom."

"Golden lion? Isn't that the guardian beast of the Potter family? I never heard that little Harry brought a lion to Hogwarts, but only saw the colorful phoenix."

"Anyway, go and have a look, I still have to correct my homework!"

"Well, then, good night, dear Minerva."

"good night!"

Minerva McGonagall opened the door again, and said to Quirrell who was pacing at the door: "Albus will help you, I still have homework to approve, so I can't waste time."

"Oh oh oh, principal....Mr. Principal...."

"Dear Quirinus, I heard that there is a golden lion in your room?" With a pink bow tied on his white beard and a golden robe stolen from Lucius, Albus Deng Bullido appeared in front of the two of them. "Minerva, leave the rest to me."

"That's trouble for you, Albus." After Professor McGonagall finished speaking, he didn't even look at Quirrell, and closed the door again.

"Principal...Mr. Chang, this way please."

The two entered Quirrell's room, and then went straight into the bathroom. Dumbledore blinked, looked at the empty bathroom without even a golden lion's hair, and asked, "Dear Quirinus, what do you think?" Are you dazzled?"

"School...... Principal......, I really saw it!"

"It seems that you are too tired today, and you are hallucinating." Dumbledore patted Quirrell on the shoulder, looked at the bathroom inadvertently, and the corners of his mouth hooked up without a trace. "Okay, get some rest and see you tomorrow morning. Good night!"

"Okay... good night... good night!"

After seeing the principal off, Quirrell stepped into the bathroom again cautiously, and the golden lion was gone. He breathed a sigh of relief, let go of his worries, and took a comfortable bath.Half an hour later, Quirrell, who had cleaned up, got into his bed in a bathrobe and leaned against something warm.

something warm?Quirrell was startled, and immediately lost his sleepiness. He took a closer look and found a purebred Tibetan mastiff lying beside him. He was so frightened that he didn't even have time to bark, and passed out after rolling his eyes.