Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor - Quirrell

"No, Professor, it's not 'vomit', it's short for the Society for the Advancement of House-Elf Rights." Hermione straightened her back so that Quirrell could see the "SPEW" nameplate on her chest.

"House-elf?" Quirrell asked back in surprise. At the same time, he found that the expressions on the faces of the other six boys were very...intriguing. The Platinum Prince and several other pure-blood nobles were helpless, bored and even a little bit disgusted. ——Obviously there are house elves in their families, and children from ordinary pure-blood families such as Ron are more helpless.Only Harry, although he can be regarded as a pure-blood nobleman, obviously, he doesn't understand what a house-elf represents. It seems that he just feels at a loss because of the differences among his friends.

"Yes, Professor, don't you think we should..." Hermione's eyes lit up, and she raised her voice to begin her speech.

"Forgive me for interrupting you, Hermione. I just found out an interesting thing a few days ago, and I can share it with you. Well, others can leave if they have nothing to do. Today's sunshine is very good, I recommend you Go out for a picnic."

Hermione was obviously a little unhappy that Quirrell left her alone. She probably felt that she had a good chance of absorbing a professor into her "SPEW", and if they could have been there at the time, it would undoubtedly be a good publicity.

"Professor, I need your help with something." Ron and Harry said at the same time, but judging from their expressions, the two little guys didn't discuss it beforehand. They were surprised that the other party would speak at the same time as themselves.

"Oh, then, can Hermione and I go into the study and talk? As for the two of you, you can sit here and eat snacks until I come out." Quirrell actually hoped that the one sitting there eating snacks was himself, but He is a teacher, so he can only pretend to be a tough guy when needed~ "Professor..." The other little guys who had already stood up halfway sat back again, so Quirrell shrugged helplessly, "You haven't had your drinks yet It's over, and there are a lot of snacks, isn't it?"

Quirrell opened the door of the study, his desk was full of books and handwriting, a little messy, and if the little girl was allowed to sit on the other side of the desk, it would give her a condescending sense of oppression - Quirrell looked at Hermione pursed her lips tightly, obviously she was already nervous enough.

Fortunately, there is a small coffee table for meeting guests or resting in one corner of the study, and the sofas on both sides of the coffee table look much more comfortable than the soft chairs on both sides of the desk.So Quirrell and Hermione sat on both sides of the coffee table instead of the desk, and there were two cups of warm black tea on the coffee table.

After taking a sip of black tea, Quirrell felt his stomach feel better: "Then Hermione, you started this elf rights promotion association because you think the rights of elves need to be protected, right?"

"Yes! Professor Quirrell." Hermione sat up straight again, and said, "You know those elves work under extremely harsh conditions, and they have no rest time, no wages, no housing, and even no clothes." !" At the beginning, he gave an impassioned speech for about 15 minutes, and ended with, "So we can't treat these cute, kind, and sincere magical animal friends who serve us like this!"

"I understand what you mean, Hermione." Quirrell pushed the black tea to Hermione. He was sure that the girl was thirsty. Sure enough, Hermione picked up the teacup and took a big sip. The voice blushed, "But, Hermione, I want to ask, have you ever thought about why these elves pay so much for wizards for nothing?"

Hermione froze for a moment, her expression seemed to say that Quirrell insulted his IQ: "Of course! Because they are slaves treated unfairly by wizards!"

"Well, then let's assume you're right about that for now." Quirrell said with a smile, and Hermione's face became puffy, which was a bit of a faux pas, but it did make her look like a A little hamster - very cute, of course, Quirrell would not say to her, "Hermione, you were a good student at Hogwarts, I think you should also be outstanding in your former Muggle school, your Are you good at history?"

"Of course!" Now, in Hermione's eyes, Quirrell has probably become a superficial, self-righteous and stupid teacher...

"Then, you should remember how the Muggle slaves were liberated, right? From a distance, due to the advancement of human technology, all aspects are developing. Ironware replaced bronze, and slavery no longer adapted to the development of society at that time. In other words, The slavery system no longer meets the needs of the upper class, so after a series of bloodshed, the slavery system will disappear. The disintegration of the black slavery system in modern Muggle society is certainly because of the emergence of great men, but it is also because the emancipation of black slaves conforms to more human interests."

"Professor Quirrell, you... seem to be very familiar with our history? Few wizards, especially adult wizards, are so familiar with the Muggle situation."

Quirrell is talking about the history of Muggles, but Hermione is talking about "us". Obviously, this little girl still defines herself as a Muggle.

"Surprised you?"

"There is one thing, and I can probably understand what you mean. Are you saying that no one wants to protect the interests of the elves when there is no interest? But...but we can't give up just because of this. The right thing! Moreover, it is a civilized world now, and I believe that problems can be solved through civilized means!"

Quirrell sighed, it seems that he shouldn't have thought that using tactful means to solve the problem in the first place, this is a stubborn little witch who only believes in books and what he thinks is right: "Lily!"

"At your command, Master Quirrell."

"You have done what I asked you to do, go away."

"Yes, Master Quirrell!"

"Professor, you can't..."

"You can't order her so impolitely, can you?"

"Of course!"

Quirrell laughed, having heard that "of course" many times today.

"So, Hermione, you only noticed our conversation and nothing else?"

"?" Hermione looked puzzled. "I forgot, you are from a Muggle family, and you are only in the first grade, I apologize." Quirrell frowned, and took another sip of black tea, "Lily just appeared in front of us with Apparition, but in fact Apparition is a common short-distance travel spell used by most wizards."

"I know about apparition."

"Okay, that's much easier to explain. Hogwarts, the castle that protects little wizards, has been cast with a powerful anti-apparition spell, and almost all wizards, including Dumbledore, even You-Know-Who, none of them can Apparate in this castle, but the elves can."

"So, what does that mean?" Hermione was even more puzzled, she didn't understand what was wrong with anti-apparition and the identities of elves.

"Obviously, elves have powerful magical powers and can use them freely. Hermione, have you ever heard of a slave owner who would let a slave work with a dangerous weapon? Have you heard of a powerful slave who, Holding a weapon enough to kill a slave owner, but not resisting, but working honestly?"

"Isn't the house-elf just... no, it's... that's true, illogical."

"It's really illogical, because house-elves aren't slaves. And they don't work for wizards for nothing."

"But I asked, and they really didn't get paid!"

"You should be asking about currencies such as Galleons and Nats. The elves really don't have such things, because they don't need them. Or because they got something more precious—the wizard's magic power as a source of vitality and themselves life. You should have read from the book that elves are the products of wizard alchemy. From the day they were born, they carried a contract in their bodies, a symbiotic contract with wizards. They were firmly bound to a family Together, and bound in the family's 'home' - mostly the main house, but when there is a situation like separation or marriage, their ownership may also be transferred, but they have a destination after all .Otherwise, the contract will be broken, and the elves will not be able to obtain magic power, and will also face death."

"But... it's just some magic power, shouldn't the elves have some rewards?"

"That is also killing them. Once the material reward is obtained, according to the contract, the magic reward will also be terminated. After all, you can't let a person do a job and get two wages."

"This is simply..." Hermione obviously couldn't accept this fact, but soon he discovered a flaw in Quirrell, "Professor, you said that elves are fixed with families, but Hogwarts has no families." , but why are there elves here?"

"Clever question, Miss Granger, I just came across this question a while ago. Fortunately, I stumbled upon the answer to this question, also not long ago, so now I can tell you the answer without As for making a fool of yourself~" Quirrell took another sip of black tea, the first little guy is already so troublesome, and there are two more behind, maybe he needs to combine breakfast and lunch together today...

While Quirrell was trying to get the little witch to give up some unrealistic ideas, the platinum nobleman ran out of the potions professor's fireplace in a hurry and even in a panic.He was also wrapped in a nightgown and slippers, which definitely didn't fit a Malfoy aesthetic.And because of his sudden intrusion, he destroyed the potion that the potion professor had brewed all night!

"Lucius Malfoy! You look like you're being chased by a pack of werewolves! Of course, you'd better have a pack of werewolves behind you! Otherwise Draco will never see his peacock father again!"

"Actually, the situation is much more dangerous than being chased by a group of werewolves." Lucius rarely quarreled with his old friend, "I bet you potion lunatic didn't read today's Daily Prophet."

Lucius handed over a newspaper, and then sat down on the sofa, while Snape looked down at the newspaper...