Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor - Quirrell

Lucius was obviously taken aback, and his first reaction was to grab his staff - anyone who dares to offend Malfoy will taste the wonderful taste of black magic!But the premise is that this person is not the Dark Lord.

Lucius gripped the staff tightly, and after some struggle, his fingers convulsively let go of his weapon.He closed his eyes, adjusted his posture, and got closer to Quirrell, indulging, cooperating, and even luring him to explore his mouth...

For Quirrell who was kissing for the first time, Lucius' behavior can be said to be the best aphrodisiac!His body temperature began to rise, his brain began to heat up, and the pain caused by the drugs and physical fatigue disappeared instantly. His body was almost pressed against Lucius's body, his right arm was tightly around Lucius' waist, and his left arm was pressing against him. The back of the head, so that this kiss can go deeper, deeper!

Merlin, is the Dark Lord going to have sex with him here?

Lucius groaned inwardly, he was so tired now, but the hard thing on his lower stomach was obviously full of energy.Even at noon, the wind by the sea was still wet and cold, and the sand and stones under his body made him uncomfortable. It was certain that if he did some strenuous exercise on this kind of ground, his skin would definitely be cut.The Dark Lord's body belonged to a young man who was just 20 years old, but he was already a 36-year-old man!What's more, he didn't bring any "necessities" with him, and it was certain that the Dark Lord would not carry those things with him.

Quirrell was intoxicated in the kiss, completely unaware of what the person he kissed was thinking, and he reluctantly ended the question until he was about to suffocate.The lips of the two separated, and Lucius' lips had changed from the original pink to a beautiful rose color...

Both were out of breath, but Lucius from fatigue and nervousness, Quirrell from excitement.He tugged at a strand of platinum-blond hair that stuck to Lucius' forehead, and was about to lie down for a while to calm his burning enthusiasm.But what he didn't expect was that Lucius raised his head and gave him a provocative bite on his chin.

"Lord, why don't we continue after we get back to my estate, where you can enjoy a bathroom, wine, a soft bed, and anything else you wish..." Lucius did his best to keep his tone light Charming and full of charm.

The Dark Lord wants it, he can't not give it, resistance and the like are just adding to his pain, it's better to find a way to make himself more decent.Lucius thought of the Dark Lord ten years ago. When he was in a state of madness, what he liked was to put a curse on his bedmates, watch them howling in pain, and at the same time, vent his physical desires.

Many young sacrifices died in the madness of the Dark Lord. Lucius tried his best not to look too stiff. At this time, he was glad that he was 36.Now he was mature enough, sane enough, strong enough, that no matter how much the Dark Lord would "enjoy" him, he was sure he would survive.Moreover, for the sake of the wealth of the Malfoy family, the Dark Lord will spare his life...

Quirrell looked at him, Lucius' expressions, words and actions were indeed very attractive, but it also made him... very heartbroken.He raised his hand slightly, and covered the platinum nobleman's right hand—this hand was buried deep in the sand, and he was holding a rock tightly. Bright red blood streaks were running down the rock: "You are afraid."

Lucius' body almost bounced off the ground. If he was afraid just now, he was terrified now.

"Loosen the rock."

"Yes, it is……"

Quirrell summoned a wand, cleaned the fine sand from his wound, and cast healing magic on him.Then Quirrell stood up and stretched out his hand to Lucius: "Come on, let's go to Malfoy Manor."

"Yes, Lord."

Also as an ancient house that has been passed down for thousands of years, the magic protection of Malfoy Manor is no worse than that of Hogwarts. Quirrell can only take Lucius to apparate to the gate of Malfoy Manor, and then the owner Lucius takes him Enter.

The living room at Malfoy Manor

"Lord, do you need a bath?"

"No, give me one, a quill, and then, you go and call Severus, I need him for something."

"Yes." The air felt a little dull, and, for the Dark Lord's character, he was too tolerant of him.Prepared the parchment and pen, before the platinum nobleman left, he couldn't help but take a look at the Dark Lord who was sitting there drinking black tea - as Severus said, he was indeed different.

Soon, Snape followed Lucius out of the fireplace, his face was not very good-looking, probably this sudden call destroyed his potion.

"Very well, Severus, I will make an unbreakable oath with Lucius, and you will be our witness."

As soon as Quirrell's words came out, the faces of Lucius and Snape changed. Snape subconsciously looked at Lucius, but the surprise on the old friend's face was not feigned.

"Lucius, come here and swear to me." Quirrell looked at the Snake King and the platinum nobleman, his tone was very flat, but he could clearly feel that there was no doubt inside.

Lucius could only walk over and knelt down on one knee, while Quirrell knelt opposite him—this action made the platinum nobleman have a stomachache, and they immediately stretched out each other's right hands and clasped them tightly. Nepe kept his "Damn it" expression, walked over silently, and tapped the tip of his wand on their intertwined hands.

Quirrell handed Lucius a piece of parchment with his left hand, and said to him in an almost threatening tone, "Read."

When he saw what was written on the parchment, Lucius in the next round "had gone to hell".His lips instantly became pale and trembling, his blue-gray eyes were abnormally dull, as if he was about to faint at any moment...

"Lord! This, this... No, I can't." Although unable to break free from Quirrell's hand, Lucius still stood up from the ground, and the parchment was quickly burned to pieces in his hands. "Paper", but this is animal leather products after all, so the smell of scorching permeated the air, mixed with the smell of burning spices in Malfoy's mansion, and turned into a horrible smell.However, no one cares about this now.

The ashes of the burnt parchment on the ground aroused the curiosity of the Potions professor very rarely—it was a miracle for Snape to be interested in things other than potions.

"You don't trust me, so you have a lot of misunderstandings about my actions. I can only use the power of magic to win your trust." Quirrell stood up from the ground and let go of Lucius' hand. Nobles will not make an unbreakable oath with him.

"No! Lord! You are our sovereign, we belong to you wholeheartedly, as your loyal servants, how could we..."

"I don't want you to treat me like this." Quirrell interrupted Lucius a little annoyed, "I don't want to be your monarch, I just want to be your lover, partner and husband!"

"Boom!" Snake King accidentally bumped into the coffee table beside him, but no one paid attention to him.

"If, if you need it, I won't refuse..." Lucius leaned against the back of the sofa tremblingly, his legs could no longer support the weight of his own body—or in layman's terms, the platinum noble was so frightened that his legs went limp up.

"Oh! Why don't you understand?! What I want is not to sleep with you! What I want is your feelings and your belonging. I hope to pursue you and date you on the premise of marriage."

"Boom!" This time, it was the Snake King himself who fell to the ground, while the platinum nobleman slid down the wall and fell to the ground.Merlin!How could such an incredible thing happen in this world? !

"I hope so because I like you, and I like you. I don't care about the property of the Malfoy family. But it seems that the more I show my kindness, the further you will retreat, so I can only use the unbreakable oath Come and prove my honesty." Those few words made Quirrell's skin crawl, but he was telling the truth.

"I, I believe you...Lord." Lucius swallowed and said in horror.Otherwise what can he say?The Dark Lord wanted to make the Unbreakable Vow, probably because he knew he would never dare to swear to him.But it could also be sincere—sincere ones are even scarier.

Lucius felt his brain turned into a messy gruel, what should he do?Could it be that one day he and the Dark Lord will go to the Ministry of Magic to have a notarized marriage?And then crowned with Voldemort's surname?By the way, it's Quirrell now...

Satisfied that Lucius had "accepted reality", Quirrell nodded and handed Lucius a Reverse Cross decoration with a coiled silver snake - very similar to the one he gave Snape, only the silver snake was more elaborate , the two snake eyes are still glowing red.

"This is an amulet, and the one I gave you is the same." Quirrell nodded towards Snape, and now he finally remembered that there was another person here, "It can defend against most spells, of course, Lucius's To be more advanced, it can even resist the Imperius Curse and Cruciatus, but it is ineffective against the Killing Curse. And this is also a communication system and a door key, you can also call me through it, and send it to the By my side. Well, Lucius, I know you are tired, take a good rest. Let's go on a date next time when we have time."

Quirrell left through the fireplace, he could go back to his own place via the Potions Master's office, and Snape "should" not mind.

"Lucius, did you give that lord a love potion?" After a long silence, Snape finally couldn't help asking.

"Actually, I also wonder if I accidentally drank something wrong for that adult." Lucius got up from the ground dully, "Merlin... I need a hot bath, coffee and a bed... My head seems to be stepped on by a dragon... I hope when I wake up, someone can tell me that this is just a nightmare..."

Looking at his friend who was swaying upstairs like a ghost, Snape finally showed mercy and did not continue to ask.However, since the Dark Lord did not take the wrong medicine, did he really fall in love with Lucius?So... love made the Dark Lord change?

Snape shuddered at his own thoughts, and decided to put down the mess and go back to being with his potions, since the Dark Lord should have left his office by now anyway.

Lucius was confused and Snape was terrified. Although Quirrell was in a good mood when he returned to his office, his good mood disappeared when he took out the locket - the locket is fake!

In fact, the box did not have the "S" mark in the original words, and it was slightly smaller, but at the time, Quirrell had no time to examine it carefully. He just took it out and put it in the pocket of his robe in his daze. .Then, he felt that since the Horcrux was in his hands, he didn't need to be nervous anymore, and he never expected that he would get a fake one.

Fortunately, however, the thief left some clues:

To the Dark Lord

I'll be dead before you read this

But I want you to know that I discovered your secret.

I have stolen the real Horcrux and intend to euthanize it as soon as possible.

I'm willing to risk my life, but I hope that when you meet your opponent

can be killed.

RAB

"Reculus Arcturus Black? It turned out to be that little guy..."