Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor - Quirrell

In fact, Drake has always wondered how Quirrell let his father give birth one after another... The birth rate of wizards, especially pure-blood wizards, is extremely low, and between two pure-blood wizards, even if they love each other, the other The odds of having offspring also remain surprisingly low.That's why the Fertility Potion was born, but the best potion has only a 50.00% chance, but there are also many wizards who are unlucky enough to never hit the [-]% chance of success.In other words, even if Walter was interested in him, there might never be that little angel who broke the ice between them?

"Draco? Drake?"

"Well, what?" Startled, Draco suddenly looked up at Harry who appeared at some point.

"Your mashed potatoes have been eaten on your school uniform."

"Merlin!" Not only did he not notice Harry's appearance, he didn't even know when he sat at the dining table and filled his plate with mashed potatoes!To make matters worse, his fork smashed the mashed potatoes all over the place. From the eyes of the other students, it was clear that his image was ruined...

With a groan, Draco wiped his extremely clean mouth with a tablecloth, and left the auditorium as if fleeing.

Three days later, Draco stared at a small medicine bottle in a daze. He imitated his father's notes, using the special letter paper of Malfoy's family, and the golden eagle that Quirrell and Lucius connected with, from the pharmacy affiliated to Malfoy's family. The best fertility potion pocket money can buy.Because it was a cash purchase, and "Mr. Malfoy" warned the store manager to forget about it with a threatening letter in the letter, so Drake believed that the smart boss would think it was a matter of personal love between the boss and his wife , as a small person, he will choose to forget it wisely.

In fact, he didn't expect it to be so smooth. After all, the birth potion is only available for adults to buy. As long as the shopkeeper is a little suspicious and checks the letter with a magic spell, he will find that even though the handwriting is similar, the letter paper, envelope and golden sculpture are all the same. True, but the letter writer was a minor.Or Quirrell found out that the golden eagle was borrowed, and as long as he asked a question, Draco would answer truthfully.Even if Lucius happened to be inspecting the pharmacy when the golden eagle arrived, his secret would also be exposed.

But no, no one was alert or noticed that the potion was poured into his hand smoothly.Draco looked at the small medicine bottle full of temptation, bit his lip, and finally drank the medicine in one gulp!When he knocked on the door of the potions office, Draco found himself more nervous than when he first came here, and at the same time fear and guilt emerged from the bottom of his heart.

The door opened, Walter smiled and let the Platinum Prince walk in...

Drake didn't stay in Walter's office that day, although he was tossed into a coma this time.But the anxiety and uneasiness in his heart made him open his eyes at midnight. Even though he was extremely tired both mentally and physically, Draco still got dressed and walked back to the Slytherin lounge.Also from this day on, Delal never took the initiative to knock on Walter's door.

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"Draco, your condition is worse than at the beginning of the semester, have you been dumped?" Harry looked at Drake worriedly, since his friend hadn't stayed out all night during this time, and his situation was like this Bad and haggard, then Harry had only one conclusion to draw.

Draco gave Harry the look he wanted to sew your mouth shut: "Sorry to disappoint you, Scarhead. I didn't get dumped. I'm just...waiting for a trial."

"Judgment?"

Draco smiled bitterly, it was really a trial, from the worst choice he had made in his life - Malfoy was good at deceiving, and he was not crazy about deception.But that depends on what deception can bring him, and he can't deceive his family, but he obviously doesn't look like a Malfoy anymore.If he really had a child, then this little guy was born in a deceitful way, and at the same time he deceived the person he loved: "Don't ask, please, Harry, I..."

Draco suddenly clutched his stomach in pain and ran towards the bathroom. He didn't eat much in the morning and noon, but now his stomach felt so uncomfortable that he was about to roll over.After vomiting a few times, the food in the stomach bag was cleared, but Draco continued to retch, and he felt as if he had also vomited out the gastric juice and bitter bile.

Harry, who came in after him, also looked pale. When Drake stopped vomiting, he carefully helped his friend to the sink and took out his handkerchief.

"You need to go to the medical wing, Drake."

"I'm just a little nauseous. Maybe it's because I ate something bad in the morning. I just need to go back to sleep." Draco shook his head, leaning against the sink and slowly wiping his mouth.

"Then I will accompany you back."

Draco refused, but in the end stubborn Harry?Porter was victorious.He sent Drake and his schoolbag back to the dormitory safely, watched him change his pajamas, lie on the bed before leaving with peace of mind, and before leaving, he did not forget to make a face at Drake: "Don't worry about homework, my It can be borrowed from you to 'learn'."

Draco smiled weakly, and waved with his friend.

But as soon as Harry left, Draco jumped up, grabbed the wand by the bedside, and cast an unfamiliar spell on his stomach.As a result of the spell, a green light reflected from his stomach, and Draco slumped on the bed!

He thought he was ready to bear the consequences, but he was still trembling with fear...

Draco and Harry's last Hogsmeade week of fifth year.

Harry had already left early, and Draco didn't tell Harry that he was going too.Harry had been persuading Draco to visit the hospital wing all this time, and didn't think he was in a state of health to go to snow-covered Hogsmeade.However, Drake has slowly adjusted his mood. He is determined to show everything to the two fathers when he returns home this time. After all, a pure-blood wizard will not give up his descendants.And his romance with Walter ended prematurely - he didn't think the haughty ex-Dark Lord was willing to accept a boy who had cheated on him.

It's time to go back to the life track that Malfoy should go, his frivolous and childish first love...

"Draco?"

"Professor Walter, what's the matter?" Drake replied, like an ordinary student who was stopped by the professor, but in fact his face was calm and his heart was painful.

"You..." What Walter wanted to ask was why didn't you come to me?But his self-esteem did not allow him to ask such a silly question.And he felt he already knew the answer without Draco answering.After all, teenagers are always passionate, aren't they?

"I just want to say, I wish you a good time, Mr. Malfoy." Walter's smile, reserved and gentle, made Draco's eyes sting and almost cry.

"Thank you, Professor Walter." Draco also smiled back, but when he turned around, tears had already rolled down his cheeks.

The appearance of Walter disturbed Draco's heart. Draco, who was wandering aimlessly in Hogsmeade, saw Harry. The uncomfortable Draco wanted to find someone to talk to, so he took his friend to a secluded place.But what he didn't expect was that Quirrell also followed.And heard secrets that he thought would be revealed for a while.

"Why did you do that, Draco?" Quirrell was furious enough to set the whole of Hogsmeade on fire, but he just took Draco back to his own office at Hogwarts, wrapped him in a blanket, and gave it back to him. A cup of hot milk.When he was sure that he was calm enough and Draco's face was not so ugly, he started asking questions.

"Because I just thought that if there was a Mikael between me and him, then maybe we could be together too. But I was wrong, I did it wrong from the beginning, this life was not born because of love, but For cheating."

"So how do you want to deal with the wrong outcome of this wrong choice?"

"My choice was wrong, but this result is not wrong. He is a Malfoy! He is the best!" Draco, who had been depressed all this time, suddenly raised his head. He pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were firm, and he held The knuckles of the hands holding the milk glass turned white from the effort.

Quirrell looked at him with a complicated expression, and after a long sigh, he put his hand on his head and stroked it gently: "Yes, Malfoy was born noble. But it seems that you will drop out of school next semester, Your prefect badge is due, too."

"Thank you, Dad." Draco's strength and stubbornness shattered in an instant. He lowered his head, and there were small ripples in the milk in the cup. He didn't want to be so weak, but everything he experienced during this time , but made him unable to control his tear glands...

Quirrell went directly back to Malfoy Manor that night and had a thorough discussion with Lucius. The two fathers agreed that the former Dark Lord should not be so cheap!But revenge can't be so fast, after all, Drake is still studying at Hogwarts, at least until Drake returns home and is taken under the wings of the two fathers.

But the development of things was a bit unexpected. In the examination room of the final Potions class, Drake first retched and then fainted directly.Walter, of course, sent his students to the medical wing, and when Quirrell got the news and rushed there, the queen of the medical wing had already told Snape and Walter that Drake was pregnant.

Quirrell only had time to see Snape and Walter change their faces at the same time, Snape's face was as black as his robe, and Walter, if Quirrell read it correctly, the flash of that moment was definitely a joy.

"Draco will be suspended from school today." Before the other two were about to rush into Drake's cubicle, Quirrell quickly ran over, blocked the door, and said as a father.