Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor - Quirrell

In the end, Quirrell didn't say anything to Harry. Just like what he thought at the beginning, all Harry needs is someone who listens. The child has already made a decision, and he just wants to find someone to talk to.

The next day, Lucius came to Hogwarts again, but he didn't come to Harry to ask for an answer, but told Harry that he didn't have to go to St. Mungo's anymore. After deteriorating, his condition improved dramatically yesterday afternoon.So, there was no need for Harry to do anything else.

Afterwards, Harry received an invitation from Headmaster Dumbledore.And Lucius expressed his wish to visit the office of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.Professor McGonagall was helpless, she should take Harry to the principal's office, but at the same time she was also tasked with "accompanying and taking care of visiting officials from the Ministry of Magic", so...

"Professor McGonagall, Dean Snape should be willing to take me to the principal's office." Harry helped Professor McGonagall make a choice very intimately, and Harry's hand had already grabbed Snape's sleeve.

The Potions Professor tried to shake him off several times but failed. This Porter savior looked more and more like a piece of brown sugar!

The nobleman agreed with Harry's proposal with a smile, so everyone present looked at the vice-principal.In the end, Professor McGonagall could only choose to lead the way for the nobles. After all, Harry was at Hogwarts, and he was going to the headmaster's office, so there was no danger.And Lucius Malfoy, who thought he was harmless?

Snape could see from Professor McGonagall's attitude towards him that Dumbledore no longer trusted him so much.But Snape didn't care, he was never loyal to the great White Wizard, nor the righteous Order of the Phoenix, he stood with those bright guys, just for the lily in his heart, for the lily that he exchanged his life for son.

Snape walked towards the headmaster's office, probably because he was lost in thought, so he forgot his robe rescue plan, and even ignored the Savior's smirking face because he was grabbing his robe~ When Quirrell opened the door, nothing happened. Thinking that his visitors would be such a combination.But he soon realized that Lucius would rather have a cadre of the Order present than come to see him, which meant he had an urgent need to interview him.Then, they must find an opportunity to "please" Professor McGonagall to leave.

"Professor McGonagall, hello. You really surprised me, Lucius." Quirrell nodded to Professor McGonagall with a question mark, but to Lucius, he stretched out his hand familiarly, not to shake hands, but to embrace Caught the waist of the great nobleman.Lucius understood what Quirrell meant in an instant, so he didn't feel stiff at all, and he naturally followed the strength of Quirrell's arm, "Surprises can make life full of vitality."

They exchanged a shallow kiss, just lips touching lightly, a soft and tender touch.But both of them obviously heard Professor McGonagall's breathing sound, so Quirrell let go of Lucius, and he looked at the wall clock on one side: "It's almost lunch time, my elf just learned a few good tricks Chinese food, do you want to stay and try it?"

"Of course." Lucius walked into the living room on his own, found a sofa and sat down.

"Professor McGonagall?" Quirrell turned his head and asked Dean Gryffindor who was still standing at the door.

"Of course." Although Professor McGonagall's facial expression was a bit stiff, she still nodded.

"welcome."

Of course there was a sumptuous lunch next. Although I was a little sorry for Professor McGonagall, even though I knew they were actually acting, Quirrell still enjoyed it.Because he can treat it like a real date, and he's having dinner with someone he likes.So he can unscrupulously say sweet love words that he feels sour, such as "Your eyes are like an intoxicating sea".He can also unscrupulously do those little flirting gestures that only appear in TV or animation, such as wiping off the sporadic sauce from the corner of the other's mouth, and then sucking his own fingers.

Quirrell had a great time, as did Lucius, who played opposite him.Professor McGonagall, who was a bystander, was not happy at all. When the lunch was over and the elf cleared the dining table, Quirrell and Lucius sat on the same sofa with red wine. Although it was a double sofa, the distance between them was Close enough to feel each other's breath.

"I still have class in the afternoon, Professor Quirrell, I think you can take care of Mr. Malfoy." Although Professor McGonagall knew that these two people had some problems, as a lady, she really couldn't stay any longer.Otherwise, when the two of them wanted to go into the bedroom to discuss some "personal matters", would she also follow in?

Professor McGonagall immediately went to the principal's office. If the matter about Harry was finished, then she would have a good talk with Dumbledore!

Professor McGonagall left, and Quirrell took Lucius into the bedroom.If Dumbledore makes a sudden attack through the fireplace later, they will be able to deal with it calmly-even if Dumbledore suspects that they are acting, he can't say much in the face of the facts.

"Come on, what's the matter?" Entering the bedroom, Quirrell immediately let go of Lucius' waist.

As for Lucius, the hand on his waist just now made him feel a little awkward, and now that hand is gone, he still feels awkward...

But now is not the time to think about these messy things, the important thing is: "Lord, Dumbledore is investigating Tom Riddle's past." After saying this, Lucius immediately bowed his head and shrank in a corner.Many Death Eaters don't know who Tom Marvolo Riddle is, but it's not true that no one knows, at least Lucius is one of the insiders, and he also knows that the Dark Lord hates his original name , as if loathing his parted blood!

But to his surprise, Quirrell didn't have any special reaction. He just lowered his head and thought about it for about 2 minutes normally, then raised his head and asked him, "How do you know that he is chasing... the past?"

"Because he took some files from the Ministry of Magic..." Lucius hesitated. When what he wanted to say involved the secrets of the Dark Lord, he hesitated habitually. This was a kind of self-protection, but Reason soon made him give up this protection - the Dark Lord forgave him who intended to tamper with the diary, and what secrets in this world were more important than what the diary represented?That's a Horcrux!Evil Immortal Artifact!

"I don't know about other people's files, but I can be sure, but he did consult Tom Marvolo Riddle's files. And last time I went to Borgin-Bock told me cryptically that Dumbledore had been to In their shop, ask about the situation of this person."

"..." Quirrell frowned. Dumbledore always knew who Voldemort was, so why did he suddenly go after Voldemort's former identity and what did he do?what is he looking for

"Lucius, what are your Christmas plans?"

"A Yule Ball."

"Malfoy's custom, isn't it?"

"Yes." Lucius didn't know why Quirrell suddenly mentioned this, but now was not the time for him to ask, because Quirrell was sitting on the bedside, taking out a pen and paper from the bedside cabinet and writing something quickly.

Quirrell wrote and deleted for about 15 minutes, and finally handed Lucius a purchase order: "Get it done before the 24th, and I will visit Malfoy Manor at ten o'clock in the evening on the 23rd."

Lucius glanced roughly, bowed in affirmation, and said, "We'll be waiting for you on time on the 23rd."

"Very good, then..." Quirrell nodded, then stared at Lucius' collar tightly, Lucius froze for a moment, is there something wrong?Could it be that he dripped some sauce on his neckline during lunch just now?That would be such a tragedy!

"Is there something wrong with me, Lord?" The platinum aristocrat turned pink at the thought that he might have oil stains on his collar or something.

"It's okay, don't move." Quirrell shook his head, but his hand reached out to Lucius' collar, and Lucius wanted to faint - sure enough, he did something that was not aristocratic, it was a shame for him.But Quirrell didn't give him a cleansing spell, he just unbuttoned the first three buttons of the platinum aristocratic wizard's robe and shirt, and after thinking about it, he pulled off two of them.Then, he lifted Lucius' chin, then lowered his head, and put his lips on Lucius' fair neck...

Lucius' eyes widened suddenly, but soon turned into a wet mist, his breathing became rapid, a few whimpers came from his throat, and he fell limply behind his back because his legs lost control On the wall—he's not a chick, but as long as he thinks about who is kissing him now, he can't help but become a chick!

But soon, Quirrell left, he looked at Lucius, then stretched out his right hand, and stroked Lucius' lips with his fingers.

"Boom!" The snake stick fell to the ground, Lucius reached out and hugged Quirrell's neck, he opened his lips slightly trembling, and licked Quirrell's warm and slender fingers playfully with his pale pink tongue, but Quirrell escaped.

"No, no, if you're hungry, I think Lily would be honored to serve you."

"Lord..." Lucius' voice was extremely hoarse, like a thirsty traveler in the desert, but Quirrell closed his eyes and still shook his head to reject him, "You should leave, Lucius."

"...Yes, Lord..." Lucius nodded, he didn't know whether it was because of grievance or because of the strong desire to tighten his lips—his lips had become red and swollen from Quirrell's rubbing, and he The movement of his lips made this "abnormal" state of his lips more obvious.

The color of Quirrell's eyes became a little darker, but he didn't do anything unnecessary, but quietly sent Lucius out.Along the way, I met a few students in grades [-] and [-]. These students who were old enough looked at the platinum nobleman with deep meaning.And Lucius just squinted and gave the little ones a... Malfoy smile.These students blushed immediately and ran away in a hurry.

And looking at these little things running away, Lucius, who felt a little depressed after being rejected, finally felt better, at least it showed that he was still attractive.But Quirrell felt that his stomach acid was secreting rapidly, and his mouth was sore and uncomfortable, and he was seriously thinking about what homework he should prepare for the little guys in the graduating class during the Christmas holiday~ After all, you can't be idle during the holidays, right?