Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor - Quirrell

The seven classes of Slytherin decided on their own projects one after another, and handed over the plan to Quirrell, who was the instructor: a first-year toy store. They wanted to sell not only first-year toys, but also six other The backlog of toys in the homes of seniors and seniors in grades, Quirrell has seen Draco’s toy warehouse and the toys that Lucius is buying for small things, and Malfoy’s toys are also stored in Malfoy Manor a few generations ago Somewhere, the number is absolutely terrifying. Even if other families do not have such an exaggeration, I believe it is not far behind.

The second grade is a candy store, which sells all kinds of candies and cold foods. What Quirrell saw in their catalog is not only the names of all Honeydukes candies, but also the special snacks of the elves from the noble families.

The third grade is naturally a flower shop, because in some materials, he overlaps with the projects of the senior grades, so Slytherin has already reached a consensus on the plan beforehand, and the related flowers are divided equally between the two parties.

The fourth grade is a hotel. Butter beer and flame whiskey are of course indispensable for the public. There are also many other famous wines in the wizarding world and even the Muggle world. The long wine list is staggering even for Quirrell. endlessly.

The fifth and sixth grades cooperate to sell cosmetic potions and magic perfumes, and they are produced on site. With the Snake King as the dean, the potion scores of the Slytherins are always the best among the four houses.And all the real Slytherins know that one of the potions that the Snake King is most proficient in is potions related to beauty, because he has a friend who has been asking for beauty potions for decades.

The seventh grade is a magic item shop, except for a small number of self-made items, the rest are also stocked in various noble homes.Noble families with a long history have more or less such "garbage", but unless it is a dilapidated noble family, which nobleman would go out and sell second-hand goods?This is similar to the toys that have been accumulated for generations, but these items should be classified as "toys for adults", and because there are some dangerous dark magic items in these items, it is impossible for the lower grades to sell them .

After reading the plan of the Slytherins, Quirrell first felt that Hogwarts Day was regarded as a waste disposal market by the Slytherins.The second feeling is that people are faced with injustice from the moment they are born.He had tried his best to perfect the rules so that the four houses stood on an equal footing, but in terms of starting point, the Slytherins still stood at a higher position than others.However, if the rules are further changed in order to restrict the little snakes, it is not equality, but discrimination.

So Quirrell could only accept these plans, and at the same time called the planners of the seven classes to his office, and discussed with them the specific pre-preparation work - then he will use his spare time, with The students were running around "talking about business".

The conversation went quickly and easily. After all, the Hogwarts Day store is a game, and the students' products are not difficult to get. They just need to go to each family to discuss the transportation link.So, in just one hour, everyone ended the meeting, but when the students left, Quirrell left Harry who was going to leave with Draco.

As long as Harry used his brain a little, he knew that Quirrell's keeping him must be related to the letter he asked Drake to send to the platinum nobles a few days ago: "Is Mr. Malfoy coming, Professor Quirrell?"

"Yes, he'll be here in a minute, would you like some drinks?"

"Cocoa will be fine, thank you Professor." Harry held the mug with both hands, the sweet aroma of cocoa wafted into his nose, but he didn't have the desire to drink it at all, just felt that time passed so slowly.

Finally, there was a bang from the fireplace, and the always calm and unafraid platinum noble came out with a rare frown: "Hello, Harry."

"Hello, Mr. Malfoy." Harry suppressed the excitement in his heart, and greeted Lucius politely.

At this time, Quirrell, who walked into the study at some point, took out a weird basin—one could imagine that Quirrell would not be asking them to do archaeology when he took out a "stone tool" at this time.

"This is the Pensieve, through which you can see the memory, not the memory that has been blurred and distorted by time, but the objective fact." Quirrell put the basin on the coffee table in front of Harry.

"Harry, I'm actually not very clear about what happened between Severus and your parents, so instead of dictating what I know to you, it's better to let you see that memory directly. What happened is up to you to guess."

"I understand, thank you, Mr. Malfoy."

Lucius just smiled and nodded towards Harry, but Harry couldn't understand his smile. He even vaguely regretted that he hoped to learn about the past from the platinum nobleman.But where else to start?Are you going to find your own godfather?

Harry couldn't help curling his lips. Although the godfather always said that the nobles are hypocritical bastards who like to discriminate against others, to be honest, she saw more discrimination against others from her own father. As for the nobles, although Si The Raitlins were initially hostile to the hemp-born students, but Harry hadn't seen anything like this happen since at least the second half of the first year.Occasionally, Gryffindor would come out and cause trouble, such as Ron's eccentric little sister.

Not having time to let Harry's thoughts run wild, Lucius pressed his wand to his temple and pulled out something that looked like silvery thread, which he dropped into the Pensieve.

"Put your head in the basin, Harry."

"Yes." Harry nodded, and stuck his head in nervously...

There was no doubt that this was a corridor in Hogwarts, and Harry couldn't help but startled when he saw the surrounding scenery.It wasn't until he noticed a few Slytherin seniors walking in the hallway with books under their arms that he was sure that he hadn't been suddenly transferred to somewhere in Hogwarts, but had actually entered a part of the past. Memory - the senior with the prefect badge in the head is very similar to Draco, but he is obviously older and has long hair.

Lucius was walking with his classmates, they seemed to be talking about a certain potion.Suddenly there was laughter, cursing, and chanting of spells from the other end of the tunnel.The Slytherins looked at each other and quickened their pace.

"Armor protection!" Lucius pulled out his wand, and cast the protective spell on his junior in time, so that he would not be a guest in the medical wing because of those little curses, "Ten points from Gryffindor , because you attacked your classmates."

"Hey! You can't do this!" Although he was young, Griffin, who had already shown his handsome outline, protested for many years.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Black, I have the right to do this." Lucius took back his wand lazily, "What are you waiting for? Waiting for the professor to come, I'm sure, if the professor does come, you will also It's just a second point deduction."

"Let's go, James, Sirius." The tired and melancholy boy pulled his two friends.

"Yes, let's go." The shortest one hurriedly followed the former and nodded.

"Lucky you, snotty! Stay away from Lily!"

Gryffindor left, Lucius ordered the other two to leave first, and turned to look at the victim: "Severus Snape? It seems that you have caused trouble when you first entered the school, remember our Only protect you freshmen for three months, then..."

"unnecessary."

"Ok?"

"I don't need any protection from you! I can protect myself!" The black-haired boy finally put his book back into the tattered bag, and he straightened his tattered robe and stood up.

Lucius looked at him with an expression of not only sarcasm but also pity on his face: "Listen kid, arrogance is also about status. Being an absolute weakling, arrogance will only make you more miserable, not make you more miserable." Have dignity." He poked the opponent's thin chest with his wand, and although the latter glared, he still took two steps back uncontrollably, "Look at the facts, little guy. Slytherin hasn't With the death of a student at school, I don't want my first year as a prefect to cause the records to be recalculated from next year."

"I will protect myself, I am capable."

The other party's stinky and tough temper obviously made Lucius a little angry. He took a deep breath, turned and left without saying another word.

Harry, who had been in a daze since he arrived at the scene of the accident, was dragged away uncontrollably by Lucius. He knew who he saw just now, and it was obvious that it was the four-person group of hijackers that his godfather said.Although he knew before that his father was a bastard like Dali who liked to bully others, but when he really saw it, he felt a sense of loss in his heart.So is Lily the mother?So... Could it be that the dean and his father are rivals in love?But why did the mother follow the father who likes to bully?The dean is obviously much better than that guy—if James Potter knew that his son thought so, he would probably be pissed off first, and then pissed off...

The following memories did not proceed continuously as Harry had imagined, but jumped section by section.And Harry finally met his mother. Lily Evans at that time, although his father was a bastard, Harry was full of respect and love for his mother who died protecting him.The red-haired mother is a pretty and vivacious girl, but apparently Prefect Lucius here doesn't like her.Because gradually, Lucius made friends with the "smelly and hard little guy", and Evans was also a friend of Snape.

"Miss Evans, you'd better stay away from Severus. Or at least don't approach him so blatantly all the time." Lucius decided to speak clearly after a chance encounter.

"How can you say that, Mr. Malfoy? And what right do you have to prevent me from interacting with others?" Lily pursed her lips, she obviously thought she was offended.

"Merlin knows why I suddenly want to meddle in my own business." Lucius muttered in a low voice, then looked at Lily, "There are four lions who are always making trouble for Severus, although that greasy little guy doesn't It's weak, but a one-to-four is not what he can handle now-a lion who talks about fairness will always win with more. And I think you know why those four guys pester Severus."

"I'll tell Potter not to bully Severus."

"I know you're not a fool, Miss Evans, you're only going to make that Potter go too far. So tell me why you're always so close to Severus? Really like him? Or is it for his sake? The old Potions textbook? How about I exchange his textbook for yours?"

"You're insulting me, Mr Malfoy!"

"I'm speaking the truth, Miss Evans."

"Lily, are you here? Hey! Malfoy, what did you do to Lily?! Lily, don't run!" The sudden appearance of Potter stopped their conversation, and there was no direct contact between Lucius and Lily. Memories of conversations.After reading a few more memories, Lucius Malfoy graduated and left Hogwarts, and Harry popped out of the Pensieve.