Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor - Quirrell

Quirrell, who showed up, quickly caught the two little guys, but the two kids were a little out of his expectation...

"Harry? Drake?"

"Uh, Professor Quirrell."

Although the two little guys are pretending to be pitiful, Quirrell is not going to be selfish - in order to catch you, I gave up the opportunity to see my son-in-law.

"Slytherin deduction..." Chirrell paused. Hogwarts has school rules, but it only says what is right and what is wrong, and there is no specific regulation on how many points will be deducted.Quirrell asked Principal Dumbledore and other professors "predecessors" for advice, and the result was-according to your own understanding~ Quirrell remembered that when he lived on campus, even though the students were not allowed to turn off the lights They go out at night, but in fact, the students occasionally come out to play at night, the teachers and staff still turn a blind eye, as long as they don’t be too blatant, even if they bump into each other occasionally, they can at most say a few words and send them back. It's just a dormitory.

Quirrell looked at the two restless children, and decided to follow his original understanding of the deduction criteria: "Five points from Slytherin, everyone, because of the night tour of the two of you." After the deduction, Quirrell was a little bit Uneasy, he deducted one point for one person, otherwise, the hourglasses of the four colleges would have been burst by the black gems. Isn't five points for one person all of a sudden too much?

"You two, why did you run out? Are you exploring?"

"Professor, I am actually going to duel with someone, and Harry must pull me out."

"You want to fight someone? Harry wants to pull you out?" Quirrell was confused.

"Yes." Draco nodded and began to explain.

It turned out to be Friday afternoon flying lessons (only for fortnights), and Draco had gotten into a fight with Gryffindor's Jon Bintus, resulting in a duel between the boys in the trophy room tonight.

"Actually, I didn't want to come. I knew that Night Tour would be caught." Draco spread his hands helplessly, "But Harry said, you have to keep your word, and that's what the professor sees now."

"Draco, do you want people to laugh at you as a liar?"

"Then let them talk. Harry, as long as I can make the enemy suffer without harming myself, then I have succeeded. Loyalty and trust can only be reserved for true friends, and Gryffindor is obviously not qualified. "

"What about Hermione and Ron? They are also Gryffindors, and because they were worried, they followed. If we didn't show up, then besides those two provocative guys, the two of them would be hurt."

"Well, I didn't expect them to follow." Draco curled his lips somewhat without aristocratic demeanor, and Quirrell felt that what he actually wanted to say should be "I didn't expect those two idiots to follow."

"They were very…" in Gryffindor, Harry frowned, trying to think of the right words in his head.

"Difficult?" Quirrell, who had been a listener, helped him find a word.

"Yes, tough! Thank you professor."

"It's ok."

"Those Gryffindors pushed them aside. Ron is okay. After all, he has several brothers, but Hermione... remember the scar Ann found on Hermione's arm a few days ago? Hermione said it was scratched by a cat." And that day we saw Neville's Potions textbook thrown into the Black Lake. Drake, although they are Gryffindors, they are also true friends. Three houses are more crowded than one, and Hogwarts The whole group is definitely more than the three colleges."

"Well, well, you've convinced me."

"Uh...professor, sorry, I forgot, we are now..."

"That's right, Harry, but there's no extra points." Quirrell rubbed his head, and Harry lost the shrewdness he had just now, and smiled silly.Quirrell originally wanted to rub a piece of Drake, but the little nobleman avoided it cleverly, which made Quirrell very regretful.

Later, Quirrell took the two children to gather. When Professor McGonagall opened his mouth, Quirrell immediately added a sentence to avoid repeating the point deduction: "I have already deducted points for these two children."

"Okay, Professor Quirrell." The serious head of the Lion House nodded, and the eight small animals gathered in two piles. Besides Draco and Harry, there were also their roommates Zabini and Slytherin. Grimandy, but Hermione and Ron were with them now too.On the other side was the lonely Mr. Bintus and his assistant. "Okay, gentlemen and Miss Granger, two hundred points will be deducted from Gryffindor for your actions tonight..."

"Two hundred?!" Quirrell lost his voice.

"Yes, fifty cents each, after all nocturnal excursions are a serious problem! Is there a problem, Professor Quirrell?"

"Uh, no, I... I'm fine." Quirrell looked at Harry and Draco who bowed their heads deeply. Those two little guys must be laughing now, right?After all, Slytherin was more or less ninety points deducted than Griffin.However, Quirrell is not going to correct Professor McGonagall. After all, each teacher has different deduction standards, but from Quirrell's point of view, Harry and Drake have indeed been punished.Children cannot be punished a second time just because two professors have different methods of punishment.

It can only be said that Gryffindor is unlucky, who made them not be carried by Quirrell?

On Sunday, Quirrell will take Nagini to the Forbidden Forest at nine o'clock. After all, there are too many twists and turns during this period, so let's do it as soon as possible.On the way he met Filch, who was heading for the trophy room with eight moaning valets—since they liked it so much, it would be a good idea to let them scrub the trophies.

When Filch and the children saw Nagini following Quirrell, Ziqi took a step back, but managed not to run away.

"Have you had breakfast, children?" Quirrell noticed that the little fat Neville had been rubbing his stomach. They had a row in the middle of the night yesterday, and they had to get up to work again today, so they probably didn't have time to eat breakfast.

Sure enough, both Gryffindor and Slytherin swallowed in unison, then shook their heads.

"That's what it should be, they should be starved and locked in a small dark room!" Filch viciously swung a dirty rag like a whip.

Draco took a step forward without a trace, and the dirty water thrown by Filch splashed on Bintus on the other side.Gryffindor's eyes widened, but because Quirrell was there, he could only vent his hatred with his own teeth.

Quirrell thought for a while, and took out a pack of high-end pet dried fish from his arms, and Nagini immediately raised his head, because it was her snack: "I am very happy to find Mrs. Norris, this is the first few days. I bought her some snacks today, I hope she likes it."

"Oh, thank you very much, Professor Quirrell." Filch took the dried fish with a smile, "I really want to give it to Mrs. Norris immediately!"

"Why not? Just leave these children to me."

"Oh! This, how is this good?"

"Of course, go ahead, Mr. Filch."

"Thank you so much." The Hogwarts professor's good salary does not mean that the Hogwarts administrator's salary is equally good. In fact, Filch can only sit in the auditorium at the beginning of each year, and he can It can't be any delicious food prepared for Mrs. Norris.

Filch leaves, and Quirrell takes the kids into the trophy room.

"Lily!"

"Follow your orders, Master Quirrell."

"Get the kids something to eat, something they can grab with their hands and not need a knife and fork."

"Wow! What's that?" Hermione exclaimed looking at Lily.Draco rolled his eyes and began to explain to the fussy little bitch witch.

"Okay, kids, you'll have breakfast in a while, I still have things to do, I can't be your supervisor, but I believe you won't be lazy, right?"

"What?!" Hermione exclaimed in amazement that such an enslaved race still existed in the world.

Quirrell raised his eyebrows helplessly, and took Nagini away.

"Is that kid Harry Potter, Querry?" Entering the Forbidden Forest, Nagini excused that the branches would scratch his "delicate" abdomen, and shamelessly climbed onto Quirrell's shoulders.Fortunately the wizard had a strong physique, and the Levitation Charm worked on living things, otherwise Quirrell would have been suffocated by now.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"He smells of you."

"..."

"Also, that little guy with bright hair looks delicious, can I have a bite? Only one bite!" "..."