Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor - Quirrell

Quirrell has always been a civil servant. Even if he fought spiders bravely, he relied on his own powerful ability. In terms of fighting skills and combat experience, he has become the Dark Lord for a few years. But when his opponents are two old monsters At this time, these skills and experience are definitely not enough!

The stagnant black mist stopped spreading before Dumbledore and Drake's feet, and Draco couldn't see what was happening in the black mist, and he couldn't even hear the voices inside.In anxiety, he could only look at the principal beside him, thinking that he could find some clues from his expression.But it disappointed him. At most, he could see the solemnity from Dumbledore's expression, but he really didn't know why.And when Draco was most anxious, Dumbledore took action, he sighed, and said to Draco.

"Take your little brother and back off a bit, kid?"

"Okay, principal." Drake agreed without hesitation, and ran away quickly. At this moment, he is absolutely weak, and resistance and bravado will only add trouble to others and himself.

"Fox." Dumbledore patted the phoenix on the shoulder, and the phoenix made a melodious chirp, flapped its wings twice and took off.Draco, who had been paying attention to this place, felt that his eyes were instantly filled with a golden-red light. This light should be dazzling, but in fact he only felt a different kind of warmth.

There was another cry, and the phoenix hovering in the air rushed headlong into the black mist, and the light all over the sky was also dimmed due to the isolation, only a few beams of light still faintly shot out in the turbulent black mist.Dumbledore chanted a spell, and streaks of red light shot into the mist, but nothing seemed to work.I don't know how long it took, the black mist suddenly spread outwards, and then retracted at a faster speed. In just an instant, he returned to the former demon king with blond hair.

Grindelwald looked the same as before except for another hole in his shoulder.But the changes in Quirrell and Gerald who reappeared are much greater than them.Gerald looked older, with thinning gray hair, a wrinkled face, and even age spots.Qi Luo's age has not changed much, but his body is full of bloodstains, and his face is not much rosier than the two blood races.Of the four people at the scene, only Dumbledore remained intact, but the phoenix Fawkes obviously did not have a good time. Although the big crimson bird fell back on Dumbledore's shoulder, one of its wings was obviously drooped. It was originally beautiful. The crest and tail feathers also become messy and incomplete.

"Allied with a Dark Lord? Doesn't the greatest white wizard want his reputation?" Gerald looked at Dumbledore viciously, of course he knew why this guy made the move.The new little devil is too tender, if he doesn't take action, even if Quirrell escapes by chance, he will suffer heavy injuries, and even if he is unlucky, he will become Gerald's new descendant.Dumbledore wanted to see both sides suffer, but he didn't want to see the three parties get together, so he naturally helped.

Dumbledore didn't speak, but casually took two steps closer to Quirrell.Quirrell glanced at him, did not back down, and accepted the alliance temporarily.

"Grindelwald, kill him!" Gerald looked at the old and the young on the opposite side. He no longer maintained the gentlemanly demeanor he used to be, and exposed his madness and bloodlust without any concealment.

"Geral!" Grindelwald roared angrily, like an enraged lion.But the power of the blood pact made his body stick out his fangs and claws first.

"If you can't love me, then hate me!"

Quirrell looked at the old vampire and felt that this guy was really bloody, but of course he would not have the slightest sympathy for him.While Gerald's eyes were focused on Grindelwald, Quirrell's wand shot a red light!

Gerald dodged in time, but the curse still grazed his neck, leaving a scorched black mark on the gray and white old skin.

"Kill Dumbledore!" Gerald roared distortedly, and turned to fight Quirrell.The power of the blood pact made Grindelwald's eyes bloodshot. Blood-red tears flowed from his originally beautiful blue eyes, but now from his terrifying blood-red eyes. Grindelwald rushed up, waving his sharp claws, hissing and roaring.It looks vicious, but in fact it can't cause much harm to the white wizard...

Without the black fog blocking the line of sight and interfering with the action, although Quirrell's match against Gerald is still not optimistic, at least it is no longer like the one-sided beating it used to be.His speed is not as fast as that of the vampires, but he has the advantages of strength and spells - obviously this prince was not a wizard when he was alive, but a human being, so the miracle light is useless to him - armor protection It added layers of protection for him, and the light ball with the power of the sun wrapped around him. Although there were still scars on his body, Gerald, uh, was also getting more and more embarrassed, and black smoke surrounded him. Emerging from the body, the quick recovery ability unique to the blood race is getting slower and slower!

At this moment, Quirrell and Gerald have fought a war of attrition. Whoever can't hold on first will die!

Draco watched the four people fighting nervously. If it was someone else, the young master of the Malfoy family would probably use a stool to watch as a show, but for those people, whoever wins and loses is not only related to his own and his brother's. Life, and the future of the Malfoy family.He was so focused that he didn't notice anyone approaching from behind...

"Hi, little Malfoy." It was supposed to be a nice female voice, but because of unknown hoarseness and tremors, it stopped in Draco's ears and made Draco feel cold: he turned his head, and what he saw was a man with crazy and strange eyes The brunette, "You should call me Auntie, Malfoy. Are you happy to see Auntie?"

"Of course." Draco nodded stiffly, "Nice to meet you, Auntie."

Bella's long dark blue nails brushed against Draco's cheeks, and the platinum prince flinched, held back and didn't escape: "Go back and tell your father to make him less careful, if he betrays the lord, I will still Crawl out of the world of the dead and tear his pretty face!"

Pushed away violently, when Draco turned his head, Bella had turned into a bat and rushed towards the battle ring.

Although it was not Gerald who embraced her for the first time, Gerald was still her immediate "parent", and Bella's strength was far lower than Gerald's. In front of Er, her body was already ignited with red flames.But she didn't intend to back down at all. In fact, she even let out a joyful laugh, and still rushed towards the blood prince with flames all over her body.

But she was too weak after all. Although her sudden appearance surprised everyone present, it only delayed Gerald's action for a moment. Gerald's arm had already pierced her heart.This crazy woman with blood on her hands burned and turned into ashes, but the smile on her face when she finally looked at Quirrell was as sweet as a girl...

Quirrell froze for a moment, Bella did not give her lord a chance, but instead made a loophole in his actions.Gerald still stabbed Quirrell's chest with Bella's bloody claws. Quirrell only had time to get out of the way of the heart, but the other party pierced his lungs.Blood gushed out in an instant, Quirrell shook, and Gerald's other claw had grabbed his neck.

"You will be one of my best descendants." Gerald smiled, opened his mouth and bit Quirrell's neck.

"Really?" Quirrell's blood-stained lips curved into a smug smile. He actually grabbed Gerald's arms with his backhands. The hand suddenly burned too, but the fire couldn't reach Quirrell—it was Quirrell's blood that ignited the flame!

Gerald screamed and wanted to escape, but Quirrell grabbed him tightly, and his body was full of Quirrell's blood. The struggle only made the flames grow smaller and bigger.Gerald's yelling of rage turned into a wail of misery, even as he finally broke free from Quirrell—for his arms were reduced to ashes, but the flames could not be extinguished.

Quirrell fell to the ground, the hole still open in his chest, but his blood stopped burning because he let go of Gerald.He never thought that he would use this kind of stupid method that hurts both sides, but the recovery ability of the blood race is stronger than him. If he continues the war of attrition, he must be the one who will be worn to death in the end, so it is better to put all his eggs in one basket.But then, with Gerald dead, Grindelwald and Dumbledore, the new enemy is more difficult to deal with than the dead one!

Quirrell smiled bitterly. In fact, he is no longer qualified to be the enemy of the black and white duo. The blood hole in his chest is still bleeding continuously, and his lungs are almost flooded with blood. drowned in his own blood.He coughed uncomfortably and wanted to breathe, but no air could be sucked into his nose and throat, only the smell of blood permeated his mouth.

"Professor Quirrell!" The voice belonged to Drake, when did the kid come over?But apart from Gerald, those two people should not hurt him.Looking at Drake, Quirrell suddenly regretted it.He regretted provoking Lucius. If he was just an ordinary Death Eater, then after his death, the Malfoy family could still exchange money for peace and wait for a chance to make a comeback.But now it can't, the Malfoy family is too entangled with him.Will those people let him go this time?

Hopefully the Miracle Light formula he had hidden in the Malfoy family's study when he came would be of some use.

"No! No!" Draco picked up Quirrell's wand, and used several healing spells he knew in turn, but it was of no use.

Quirrell wanted to say something to Drake, and he wanted to leave a few words for Mikael and Lucius, but he couldn't speak anymore.In a blur, he saw Grindelwald coming, holding a wand with a strange appearance in his hand, Quirrell wanted to stand up to protect his family, but the result of struggling with all his strength was blood from the wound and mouth A large amount gushed out of his nose, and even if he wanted to growl, what he uttered was a weak moan.His eyes slowly and feebly closed...

Floating weakly in the dark, Quirrell thought he was dead, but he still had a lot of things to do, and his lover was waiting for him to go back.He roared hysterically, there were no tables, chairs and teacups for him to break to vent, so he bit his arm and grabbed his hair. Although there was no weird pain at all, it at least allowed him to force Calm yourself.He thought that he would go crazy to pieces in the darkness, but in the blink of an eye, light reappeared in front of his eyes.

"Lord!" The man in the center of the light is haggard, with dry hair, sunken eye sockets, and torn lips, but he is Quirrell's most beautiful lover at any time...

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