The Obsession of the Savior of HP

Glancing at the books on the floor, Harry stretched out his hand and waved them slightly, and all the books fell on the bedside table one by one in order, and then shrank collectively.

After everything was done, Harry closed his eyes again, thinking of Severus' warm embrace, and fell asleep again.

Early the next morning, after Harry woke up, he tidied himself up, and then took a deep breath. He had already kept the books that Professor Quirrell had left for him. He made an oath to Professor Quirrell in his heart that he would cherish himself in the future. Life, because Professor Quirrell cares, and desires.

Drake and Bryce were already sitting in the lounge. When Harry came out, it was still early, and there were only Drake and Bryce in the lounge.

"Harry?" Draco stood up when he saw Harry approaching, "Are you... all right?"

"I'm fine, Draco, I'm fine." Harry's mood had returned to normal, and his smile was as flat as usual at this time, which finally made Draco and Bryce heave a sigh of relief.

"Then... last night, there was no danger, right?" After hesitating for a while, Bryce still didn't dare to ask if it was about the Dark Lord's business last night, so he could only ask sideways.

"It's okay." Speaking of last night, Harry's smile faded again, and then he returned to normal, "Professor Quirrell died."

"What?" Draco and Bryce looked at each other and frowned, "How could Professor Quirrell... he's there too?"

"Yes, Professor Quirrell saved me, but he sacrificed himself, together with Voldemort..." Harry did not hide, Professor Quirrell deserves the highest honor!

"What?!!!" This time, the two little snakes jumped up, with terrified eyes, horrified expressions, and frightened movements, "Harry, you, you, who are you talking about?"

Harry spent a lot of time looking at the opposite party who usually pulls hundreds of thousands of dollars, looks like I am the most elegant, the most noble, and the most perfect. The nobles are rude. If others see these two actions, they will definitely laugh at them without hesitation.

"Yes, Professor Quirrell and Voldemort died together. And I... the Savior can only watch and do nothing." Speaking of the last sentence, I couldn't help but change into a somewhat self-deprecating tone.

The two on the opposite side kept taking deep breaths, deep breaths, deep breaths, "This news... is too scary..." He collapsed on the sofa again, and Draco couldn't care less about noble etiquette, and kept panting, " Harry...are you sure?" His gray-blue eyes were wide open, but the sense of pleading and urgency in the eyes was very obvious.

"I'm sure, Draco. Voldemort is dead." Although it's only the main soul, Harry thought to himself, but the remaining horcruxes won't cause any big disturbances. As long as it's not the darkest and most evil main soul, everything will be fine. Much easier.

Looking at Bryce again, suppressing the shock in his heart, Draco quickly tidied himself up and returned to the appearance of a platinum nobleman, "Harry, let's go have breakfast."

Don't continue the topic just now. After all, this is not something they can decide. I believe their family will also be shocked tonight.

Nodding his head, Harry got up and walked out of the lounge first. It was the end of the term and all the courses were over. He didn't need to lead the first-year students to exercise the chief authority every morning.

The three of them walked very slowly, Draco and Bryce were obviously out of shape, and their thoughts had gone to nowhere, and Harry was also slowly enjoying the beautiful scenery of Hogwarts at the beginning of a new day, not in a hurry at all, so when the three of them When they arrived at the hall, basically everyone was there. As soon as they arrived at the door, they sat at the Ravenclaw dining table, kept looking at the door, and then Hermione left and ran over.

"Harry, are you okay? After you left yesterday, Professor Flitwick sent me back to the lounge. I can't find you." Hermione looked Harry up and down, and Harry Then she smiled gently and let Hermione look at her.

Draco and Bryce broke away from their emotions at this time, what did they hear?What did you hear?This Muggle wizard actually went with Harry? ? ?Immediately blaming Harry, they were all sent back to the waiting room by Harry's chief order. Why can this Muggle wizard follow?Also witnessed the death of Voldemort?God knows they want to come too, what a great honor it will be, in other words, for a moment, both of them seemed to see Merlin's First Class Medal flying around them slowly with its little wings flashing...

Harry didn't care about this kind of look. He knew that the two of them were just resenting for no reason. After all, with their family yesterday, neither of them could appear in front of Voldemort. No one knew that Voldemort would die. Even Harry... doesn't know does he...

"I'm fine, Hermione. I went straight to the dormitory to sleep last night. As for what happened? I believe Principal Dumbledore will tell everyone later." Harry looked at Hermione's nervous and worried eyes and smiled from the bottom of his heart "Don't worry, you didn't sleep much last night, did you? The dark circles under your eyes are so thick, girls should pay attention to maintenance, Hermione is the beauty of the future."

"..." Hermione blushed, glared at Harry, and ran back to her seat, chatting and laughing with the brothers and sisters next to her.

"Harry... you won't fall in love with that Muggle, will you?" Draco glanced at Harry speechlessly, then at Hermione's messy hair, his eyes were tangled.

"Hermione is a wizard, Draco, and remember our bet, Draco, I believe you will accept Hermione soon." As he spoke, he walked towards his seat.

Few people in Slytherin knew that Harry took an adventure last night, but the seniors knew that something must have happened to Harry yesterday. After all, when Bryce and Draco returned to the lounge, their expressions were too blank and their spirits were a little empty. Just be cautious, the seniors didn't find out anything, but they still caught some flaws, Harry was in danger, but they couldn't help, this was the conclusion of the seniors.How could there be any danger in the world that would make these two descendants of high nobles afraid to help?Suddenly frightened by his own speculation, the seniors didn't dare to think about it anymore, after all, their family had more or less relationship with that person.So, no more testing, each of them went back to their bedroom, but tossed and turned all night. When Harry came back, they knew that they had overheard Harry talking to Drake in various ways, so they all let it go. Heart fell asleep.

When Harry sat down, all kinds of inquisitive eyes drifted over from the side. On the professor's seat, Severus also looked up, then snorted coldly and lowered his head to eat his breakfast again, refusing to look up again .

After a while, many owls flew in. Surprisingly, an owl that did not belong to Harry threw a letter in front of Harry.

The breakfast was completed under everyone's own thoughts. Dumbledore stood up and signaled everyone to be quiet, "I think everyone is wondering why Professor Quirrell is absent from breakfast today... I am very sad to tell you, Professor Quirrell, I sacrificed last night... Be quiet! I think everyone is wondering why Professor Quirrell died suddenly. Here, I want to tell you that the darkness has not completely passed. We are blinded by light, peace, and a peaceful life At that time, Professor Quirrell was already fighting against the forces of darkness, until last night, for the sake of our light, Professor Quirrell resolutely used the method of Voldemort's death to end his own life!"

Voldemort? ? ? ? ?For a moment, this word made everyone panic, whispering, and some people even screamed when they heard it, but everyone realized in the next second, the professor said that they all died together?Immediately looking forward to seeing Headmaster Dumbledore, everyone fell silent.

"Yes, Voldemort, 11 years ago, he did not die, but lurked, and now he is back, before we knew it, but Professor Quirrell was the first to discover this, and he alone resisted the world The hardest and most painful burden, he finally sacrificed his life for this, but his sacrifice is worth it. Professor Quirrell has been teaching us conscientiously for a long time, and he is a dedicated professor. He is loyal, brave, tenacious, and tenacious. Everything he does, Will be remembered by all of us, his name will be sung by all of us, he was a true hero, great warrior, loyal companion, we will always remember him, remember what he did for our light, darkness is short , as long as we work together, the light will surely come." Speaking of Voldemort, it was Dumbledore who had considered it carefully. Last night, Quirrell used the devil's flame to destroy the soul with Voldemort on him. This is certain, but Dumbledore believed that Voldemort is still alive, not quite dead, though in unknown form.There are many Death Eater children in Hogwarts. Dumbledore has considered it, but this matter can shake those nobles after all, and it can also make people under the peaceful surface re-alert. The advantages definitely outweigh the disadvantages.

This passage touched the students emotionally. Draco and Bryce glanced at the peaceful Harry, pursed their lips, and remained silent along with the other silent Slytherins.

Hermione was completely dumbfounded. When she went back yesterday, she saw Harry's emotional breakdown and heard Harry's words. She knew what she was smart, but she didn't expect that Quirrell and Voldemort died together...Professor Quirrell, Hermione Min tried her best to recall, but the only memories she could remember were stuttering language and the smell of garlic. She lowered her head slumpedly, did she not remember any other characteristics of this professor at all?

Harry listened to Principal Dumbledore's words, his green eyes fluctuated, and finally fell silent, but his hand holding the fork was tightening, indicating that his mood was not so calm