Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor - Quirrell

Looking at the aggressive four professors, Harry swallowed and hid behind Quirrell.And Quirrell also swallowed, but Harry Potter was behind him, and there was nowhere to retreat~ "Quirinas Quirrell! If I remember correctly, you should be an adult wizard! And Not a troll with an empty head! What are you..." At this moment, Harry quietly poked half of his face from behind Quirrell, and Snape swallowed his words in an instant—it was another Potter!He looks exactly like his damn father!

"You, why on earth are you bringing this little monster to Hogwarts?" In an instant, the Snake King's voice lowered, but everyone knew that the current Snape was more dangerous than the one who just yelled loudly at him. .Even the other three professors who followed closely behind him subconsciously stood far away from him.

"I..." Just as Quirrell made a sound, he felt someone tugging on his robe. At this height and at this position, there is no one else but Harry Potter. "Wait a minute, just a moment." Quirrell made a waiting gesture, turned around and looked at the little savior, "What's wrong with Potter?"

"Professor Quirrell, is that professor in black the head of Slytherin?"

"That's right, his features are very distinctive, easy to recognize, isn't it?"

"Yes." Harry looked up, and Snape noticed his gaze, so he stared back fiercely, making the savior jump a little in fright, and the expression of the blue-eyed kitten was almost crying, "Professor, I, I I don't understand, please translate."

"Okay." Quirrell nodded, and after thinking for a while, he finally had an idea - I should be glad that he is a Chinese teacher. Although the language is different, the method of using the language is similar, "Look, ha Leigh, let me teach you the simplest method, which is to remove the adjectives from Professor Snape's words and replace his metaphors with real objects. Then what Professor Snape just meant was, 'Quirrell, you are A grown wizard shouldn't have an empty mind, why did you bring Harry to Hogwarts?'. Clearly he's concerned about your safety, isn't he?"

After comforting Harry, Quirrell turned around and continued to face the four professors who were staring at him: "Actually, the matter is very simple, that is, Harry and I agreed to visit him before. But because of my negligence, I forgot to ask his address, and Except for the headmaster and the vice-headmaster, no one at Hogwarts can check student information at will. So I didn't know his address from the newspaper until this morning."

Harry looked at Quirrell in his heart, and the original complaints against him disappeared in an instant, and he knew that the principal and vice-principal of this school were both Gryffindors!He curled his lips, he didn't know about the other Gryffindors, but his favor for the principal and vice-principal directly reduced him to a negative position...

"Then our great Professor Quirrell went to the appointment and abducted the savior by the way?"

"Oh, no no, when I got there, I saw a bombed-out house, and there were countless policemen - the Aurors of the Muggle world. And Harry was being taken out of the house by the police , the police said that someone was robbing the house, and the suspect has been arrested. But I feel that the magic fluctuations there are extremely chaotic. Although I don't know the specific reason, the explosion must be caused by magic. But what exactly happened, I don't know. I haven't had time to ask Harry." Quirrell's narration ended, he looked down at Harry, and motioned for Harry to tell what happened.

"I don't know, I was reading a book upstairs, and then there was noise from my uncle and aunt downstairs, and then the door was blown up, flying over my head." Harry pointed his right hand at the top of his head , Recalling the situation at that time, the savior couldn't help shivering, "then the police came, and I couldn't even see my uncle, aunt and cousin Dali, because the police said they were 'too miserable', Don't show it to children."

"..." Everyone was silent.

"Professor Quirrell, I have to say that you made the right decision to bring Harry back. We don't know what happened there, and it's too dangerous for Harry to be alone in a house where there are no adults and there was an attack. "Professor McGonagall first affirmed Quirrell's behavior, "However, haven't you seen Principal Dumbledore and Hagrid? They also went to No. [-] Privet Drive because of worry."

"Headmaster Dumbledore and Hagrid went too? No, I didn't see them." Quirrell shook his head.

Dumbledore and Hagrid at this time.

"This...Mr. Police? Do you want to eat a pile of cockroaches?" Dumbledore took out his beloved sweets from nowhere.

"Ouch! God! This old man is eating cockroaches!"

"I said it! I'm the gamekeeper at Hogwarts, not a robber! Headmaster Dumbledore and I went to pick up Harry Potter, oh, that kid, when I first met him It was a little fluff back then, only this big. Poor Lily and James, You-Know-Who killed them..."

"Have you contacted the psychiatric hospital? Tell them to prepare the restraint clothes, and ask for a large size."

Turning back to Hogwarts, Madam Pomfrey took Harry to the medical wing for a physical examination. The four deans and Quirrell gathered in the staff lounge to discuss how to arrange Harry.

"Although I don't know exactly what happened, but since No. [-] Privet Drive has been exposed and bad incidents have happened, it is not safe for Harry to live there anymore. Moreover, after this happened, I am very sorry I wonder if Harry's aunt's family will continue to take care of Harry after he recovers."

"Professor Quirrell, is the situation really as serious as you said?" Although Professor McGonagall initially disagreed with Dumbledore putting Harry in the Dursleys' house.At that time, she turned into a cat, lying on the door of No. [-] Privet Drive, and observed the family for a whole day.But Dumbledore insisted, and Professor McGonagall could only agree.

"Perhaps you'd like to go and see. I think the house is still largely the same as I left it. For a Muggle house, it's a miracle it hasn't collapsed."

"But even if Harry can live in Hogwarts for half a month, what about when the term is over? Poor boy." Professor Sprout sighed, the thin boy had obviously inspired the fat woman motherhood.

"On the side of the wizarding world, that is, the Potter family, doesn't Harry have any relatives? The Potter family is also a big nobleman in the wizarding world, and let me ask, after the death of the Potter couple, who Who decided to send Harry to his aunt and uncle? Leaving aside the state of the family, it's not a good idea to leave a young wizard in the care of a family of Muggles."

"..." The professors were silent, but some of them were silent because they didn't know, and some of them were silent because they didn't want to or couldn't say anything about Dumbledore's actions.

"It seems that I said something wrong." Quirrell shrugged, "Then let's get back to the topic and think about how to make Harry spend his last seven minor years happily and give him a home."

"I have a genealogy of wizarding nobles, Liddy! Bring that book "Analysis of Wizarding and Noble Families!" Professor Flitwick called his house-elf, and Ravenclaw's wisdom had already made him guess Who decides where Harry goes, but as a professor, he feels he should do something for that poor kid - it's just a kid who lost his parents and lived with abuse for ten years, isn't it?

The elf brought the family tree as quickly as possible, and several professors began to look up Harry's relatives according to the family tree, and the result of the search was unexpected...

The living, sane and financially sound Harry's closest relative is named "Lucius Malfoy", Harry's cousin-in-law and his late wife Narcissa Malfoy cousin.And Harry's other relatives are either living abroad now, or the family line has been severed, or the economic situation is too bad.

"..." Looking at this candidate, the professors fell silent again.Quirrell also doesn't want Lucius to adopt Harry. Lucius, who caused a news storm, is already very attractive. If he stands up to fight for Harry's custody, it will only make Dumbledore deal hard with him— —Aside from other things, the Dark Mark on his left arm is enough for Lucius to live in Azkaban until he dies of old age.

"Perhaps, we shouldn't look for Harry from the nobles. Harry, who lived in the Dursleys, should look forward to an ordinary and warm family life."

The other professors also nodded following Quirrell's words, and the analysis of the family tree was quickly closed, and then the elf took it away.The professors were listing nominations one after another on a piece of brown paper. At this moment, the door opened, and Madam Pomfrey walked in with Harry.

"Professor Quirrell!" Harry changed into a wizard robe, which should have been given to him by Madam Pomfrey. The first thing he did after entering the door was to run to Quirrell, and then he said hello to the other professors.

Quirrell obviously noticed that Snape was frowning at Harry's thin back, but after Harry turned around, he immediately turned back into the cold snake king - he kept refreshing his awkwardness index.

"Harry, what kind of life do you want?" Quirrell pulled the piece of paper, ready to give Harry a detailed explanation.

"Professor Quirrell... can I... live with you?"

Is this called lifting a rock and shooting yourself in the foot?When Harry said that sentence, Quirrell clearly felt that the atmosphere in the staff lounge became subtle in an instant.The eyes of everyone looking at him clearly said "that's how it is". His activity in the past period was seen as a temptation to the innocent savior.Of course, the actual situation is indeed similar.It's just that he was indeed unconscious at the beginning, which should be regarded as a correct misunderstanding, right?

So Quirrell returned to his office with Harry, the savior.

"Professor, did I do something wrong?" Although he got an affirmative answer, Harry was not a fool. After living in the Dursleys' house for ten years, Harry was actually a very sensitive child.

"Harry, have you read the book I gave you?"

"Yes, especially the part about myself..." Harry bowed his head. His parents died for him, or else his uncle and aunt said he had "disgusting scars" on his head, which were his parents. Proof of death.

"Your identity is very special, and many people close to you have ulterior motives."

"Professor, you are not!"

"Don't answer so positively, Harry."

"I firmly believe you are not!"

"Okay, okay, thank you for trusting me, Harry." Touching Harry's black hair, Quirrell decided to cheer up, no matter whether it was a misunderstanding or not, he did do something, so he must be able to bear the result, " Are you hungry, Harry?"

"A little."

"Lily?"

"At your command, Master Quirrell."

"Prepare two lunches."

"Yes, Master Quirrell."

With a bang, the elf disappeared, and with another bang, the elf appeared with a large plate of food.

"Wow! Professor, what is this?"

"House-elf, a kind of magical creature that serves wizards." The child was really easy to deceive, and Harry, who was still very depressed just now, quickly became excited because of Lily's appearance.

"Professor, I have something to ask you." After dinner, Harry suddenly lost his appetite looking at the ice cream.

"what?"

"I read that only descendants of Slytherin can speak Parseltongue, and that Dark Lord is the last Slytherin, is that true?"

"Yes, the Dark Lord is the last Parseltongue, what's wrong?"

After hearing Quirrell's answer, Harry became even more nervous: "But, professor, I, I can speak snake language...I once talked to a boa constrictor and released him from the zoo."

"How is this possible?" Quirrell wondered, but then thought of Nagini, because he thought that no one could speak Parseltongue except himself, so he didn't ask the little girl to change her name, but if Harry heard the conversation between the two of them ...

"Professor, is something wrong?"

"Harry, in fact, in the age of mythology, there were many wizards who could speak the language of animals, such as snakes, birds, and monkeys. However, when the age of magic ended, these languages ​​suddenly disappeared. Only Slytherin, the Parsel I'm not sure whether this ability of yours is atavistic or something else happened, but I will help you find the reason. Don't worry, and don't tell anyone else about it. Understand?"

"Yes, Professor, I know." Harry nodded and rubbed his eyes, leaving the matter to Quirrell with confidence.

Quirrell noticed Harry's movement, put his hand on his hair and gently rubbed it: "Sleepy?"

"A little?"

"Then go take a nap, and come back to Privet Drive with me at night to get your things back."

"Ah."

Quirrell produced a set of pajamas of his own, no need to get smaller, just give Harry the top.Quirrell stayed by the bed and didn't leave the bedroom until Harry fell asleep, closing the door and putting a one-way soundproofing spell on it.He needs to inform Nagini as soon as possible so that the girl can change her words!

Through the connection between soul pieces, he can easily contact Nagini. Quirrell sat on the sofa and called Nagini one by one: "Stop hanging around outside, come back quickly, naughty little guy... ..."

"professor?"

Just screamed in my heart, Nagini didn't come back, but the savior walked out of the room: "Professor, did you call me?" Harry was wrapped in a blanket, without glasses, and his face was still full of sleepiness.

"No, I didn't call you, did you have a nightmare, Harry?" Quirrell wondered, he was sure he didn't call out, so what did Harry hear?Is it a link to the soul piece?Harry and him actually have a soul movie connection? !Quirrell felt that his heart's endurance was improving in a straight line. It was unimaginable that he neither fainted nor screamed, but kept talking to Harry in a normal state.

"I, I don't know..." Harry yawned, scratching his hair helplessly, "Maybe it's just me dreaming."

"Okay kid, go back to sleep, want me to tell you a bedtime story?" Quirrell pulled Harry back to the bedroom, watched him climb into bed again, and then helped him cover the quilt.

"Thank you, Professor."

"Little idiot, go to sleep."

"Hey~" Harry smiled, this was the first time someone called him "idiot", but instead of feeling insulted, he only felt happy and joyful.

Quirrell didn't leave the bedroom until Harry fell asleep again, and he almost knelt on the ground the moment he closed the door—Voldemort was wrong, he still had a Horcrux!Bloody Merlin!