Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor - Quirrell

Lucius opened his eyes and quickly confirmed two things: first, it was already dawn; second, this was not his master bedroom in Malfoy Manor, but Hogwarts Quirrell's bedroom.Blinking his blue-gray eyes, Lucius pursed his lips childishly and wrinkled his nose. He had to get up, because according to the time, there should have been piles of It was full of documents that needed to be processed, but he was too tired, even though his hair was dyed and tired, he was not even interested in seeing what kind of amulet he was getting on his body.Lucius wanted to wrap himself tightly in the quilt again and go back to sleep...

Sighing, Lucius finally lifted the quilt and sat up. Pleasure is what nobles pursue, but laziness is not. He must shoulder his share of responsibility.Lucius was wearing a silk nightgown, which should have been put on by Quirrell after he fell asleep, but there were no clothes for him in this room.Just when Lucius thought he was going to wear it to the living room and then back to Malfoy Manor from the fireplace, Quirrell entered, carrying a large tray.

Lucius, who was originally tired, or lazy, saw the things on the plate, and his eyes lit up instantly.

"Chicken pot pie just out of the oven," Quirrell said.

"Gululu." Lucius' stomach answered.

The collision of the knife and fork with the plate made a crisp sound, but this was obviously not in line with table manners. The former platinum noble never thought that he would be so rude, but he couldn't control it.Although his rationality told him to stop, the terrifying sense of hunger made him care about nothing other than cutting up the food as soon as possible and stuffing it into his mouth!

Chicken pie, veal steak, apple pie, pumpkin pie, fruit salad, cheesecake...

After drinking the last sip of apple juice in the glass and putting down the damn knife and fork, Lucius had the urge to run away.And Quirrell's words almost made him commit suicide on the spot - "Do you still want to eat?"

Looking at Lucius' fierce and wronged eyes, Quirrell was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Lucius raised his eyebrows: "Lord, I should go, I'm already late."

"You can go to the Ministry of Magic later. Fudge is waiting for you outside. Besides, Lucius should stay at home on leave. Or... kill this child."

Lucius didn't fall asleep yesterday, but was in a coma.Quirrell was terrified by him at the time, thinking that his amulet had some side effects.After an examination, it was found that it was caused by his pregnancy. Although wizards have a long lifespan, it is too hard for Lucius to be pregnant at this age, not to mention that this child is really unusual.Generally, when a wizard is pregnant, in addition to forming a metabolic cycle with the fetus, the mother's body will also form an invisible magic circle.From the day of birth, the fetus is slowly warmed up.The reason why hemp wizards are mostly weaker than purebloods is that they are only in the fetal period.They have not been warmed by the mother's magic power, and only have their own internal magic power circulation during the fetal period.

However, the magic power in Lucius' body is getting weaker and weaker, and almost all of his magic power is sucked away by the child through the magic circle.Although the little wizard can absorb the magic power of the mother, but Quirrell has never heard of a little wizard who can suck his mother dry.

When Quirrell said this, he was actually very disturbed. He knew Lucius' desire for power and status, and knew that Lucius didn't want to be just a gorgeous queen.And now, asking him to pay for his children, to give up a career that was on the rise, whether in the Ministry of Magic or among the Death Eaters, was really selfish for Quirrell.After all, many women in modern society would give up their children for their careers, let alone such a strong man as Lucius? ! ——He is only not strong in front of Quirrell.

Lucius was obviously taken aback by Quirrell's words, he opened his mouth, and the shake that happened just yesterday disappeared at this moment.Nobles pay attention to blood. Although the Dark Lord was not a child-loving person 12 years ago, Lucius could tell that Quirrell loves this child very much. Of course, Lucius also loves this child, and he is sure of his love. Only more than Quirrell.

"Give me three days, and I will hand over things."

Fudge has been waiting in Quirrell's living room for a whole morning, and the black tea placed in front of him has been refilled countless times, but before going to class, Quirrell said tactfully that unless Lucius came out by himself, Otherwise, His Excellency the Minister of Magic is still waiting here.

If Quirrell was just an ordinary professor, Fudge certainly wouldn't take this sentence to heart.However, Quirrell is the son of Voldemort... and the current leader of the Death Eaters.Although Fudge is regarded as an idiot by many people, he has been sitting as the Minister of Magic for many years, and in recent years he even managed to break free from Dumbledore's control. Is Fudge really just an idiot?At least now Fudge, through his means, knows Quirrell's "true" identity.So, Fudge sat there obediently, waiting until Quirrell came back from his morning class.However, he didn't enter his bedroom, but ran to the study to study something.

Fudge, who was extremely bored, took a peek at the cover of Quirrell's book "Recipes for Pregnant Women". Fudge, who heard that Lucius was pregnant, wiped off his sweat and continued to drink tea.

Finally a house elf jumped out and informed Quirrell that Lucius had woken up, but before Fudge could speak, Quirrell issued a long series of commands to the elf, and then entered the house with a large tray went.

Looking at the closed door, Fudge could only grit his teeth and sit back.He had the guts to turn against Dumbledore, but he didn't even have the guts to even shout at Quirrell.After all, all the people in the Order of the Phoenix are good people, and the Death Eaters... Merlin knew, would they suddenly break into his house at night?Then torture him into a madman with Cruciatus.

When the hour hand pointed to one point, Quirrell finally took Lucius out of the bedroom.

"Mr. Malfoy, I really didn't expect that kind of thing to happen in the Ministry of Magic. Thank you, Merlin. Fortunately, you are fine." Seeing them, Fudge immediately took off his hat, revealing the bright head of the local support center, with ups and downs Said in an exaggerated tone.

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Minister."

"Minister Fudge, Lucius, my afternoon class is about to start, sorry." Quirrell looked at his watch, nodded at the two, and hurried away with his book.

"Of course, of course, you go, Professor Quirrell." Although he hated Quirrell so much in his heart, Fudge still had a warm smile on his face and watched Quirrell go out.

"Mr. Malfoy, I came this time to ask you about the details of your abduction." Quirrell left, and Fudge began to talk about serious matters with Lucius.It's just that this serious matter made Lucius a little puzzled. Does the Minister of Magic need to come in person for such a matter?

In fact, Fudge was looking for an opportunity to meet Quirrell this time.After all, since he betrayed Dumbledore, he is Dumbledore's enemy, and the leader of the White Wizard is indeed supporting Barty Crouch recently, but who knows that Crouch is a hypocrite?With this incident, even if Crouch does not enter Azkaban, he will never even think about gaining a foothold in the British wizarding world.Fudge wanted to thank him for this and, if possible, form an alliance with Quirrell.But who knew that Quirrell ignored him.Although Fudge was afraid of the Dark Lord, he still had his reserve and pride as the Minister of Magic, so naturally it was impossible to put his hot face on it.So it became a simple questioning of Lucius.

Although it was strange, Lucius still carefully began to tell what happened.Except that Quirrell led people to rescue with the alchemy amulet, everything else is true.

Fudge was still listening patiently at first, but then he became a little distracted. Although his attention was still on Lucius, what he was thinking about was not the kidnapping incident, but Lucius Malfoy himself.

The platinum aristocrat is indeed not young anymore, but his charm has not been worn by the years in the slightest.His appearance is still beautiful, but his maturity, magnificence, elegance and arrogance are not comparable to those vases with empty appearance.And Malfoy's distinguished surname that has lasted for a long time, as well as the huge wealth of the Malfoy family itself, added a layer of seductive color to his charm.

It's not that Fudge doesn't have a "deep" desire for this man. The guys from Dumbledore's family suppressed the Malfoy family because of Dumbledore's order, but also because of his acquiescence.He had thought about it many times, pulling this noble nobleman to bed, watching him moaning with humiliation, but unfortunately... Fudge suddenly discovered that Lucius had a red mark like a hickey on the side of Lucius' neck.The filthy fire in his heart suddenly burned even hotter, but Fudge was not irrational, he knew that if he pounced on it now, or just said something wrong, then the Dark Mark would most likely rise in his house up.

Fortunately, Lucius quickly ended his narration, and Fudge immediately stood up as if his ass was on fire, and stretched out his hand towards Lucius: "You are very specific, Mr. Malfoy, so I won't bother you. I hope You will soon be able to return to work at the Ministry of Magic, you are a good officer."

Lucius smiled politely and shook Fudge's hand, but the other's greasy and wet paws really made him uncomfortable.

On the contrary, Lucius' cold and slippery hand made Fudge feel extremely comfortable. He squeezed Lucius's hand tightly and shook it twice with more force: "The Lestrange couple's reaffirmation will be consistent with your kidnapping." The case will be tried as one case, and you will be needed after a while... Ah! Snake! Snake! Ah——!"

Fudge let go of Lucius' hand violently, because a silver snake crawled out of Lucius' cuff and bit him on the tiger's mouth.

"Snake?" Looking at Fudge, who was screaming and waving his arms desperately, Lucius looked confused.