Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor - Quirrell

After the happy vacation, all the students returned to school, and then, the students soon discovered that their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor had a "little" transformation.

"What's that?" Hermione looked at Quirrell's head in surprise.

"Obviously, those are two horns." Ron answered absent-mindedly as he kept opening and closing the textbook.

"Of course I know it's horns! But, I mean, how could the professor have horns?"

"It's the bloodline awakening." Draco replied with his chin raised, he finally found a problem that Hermione Granger didn't know, "The professor has the characteristics of some magical creatures, but because of the bloodline In the early stages of awakening, these characteristics are not yet obvious."

"A pair of horns grew out of a wizard's head, and it's still not obvious?" Hermione rolled her eyes, "And as far as I know, the last wizard whose blood awakened died three centuries ago, counting this wizard For your own age, you must know that bloodline awakeners tend to have a very long lifespan, which means that there have been no awakened people in the world for at least five centuries!"

"Then we're lucky to see one today, and he's still our professor." Draco shrugged, and Hermione's hysterical look of disbelief obviously entertained him.

"But according to the book, it's impossible..."

"Hermione, do you have any questions?" Quirrell temporarily put the textbook on the podium.The news of his bloodline awakening has been spread through Lucius, and a professor with bloodline awakening is obviously more attractive than any studies.That also meant that if he wanted to restore order in the classroom, he had better be able to resolve the doubts of these little things first.

Being called out in class made Hermione's face flush instantly, but soon she realized that this was indeed a good opportunity to solve his doubts: "Professor Quirrell, is your current situation really the awakening of your bloodline?"

"Yes." Quirrell touched the horns on his head.

"But I read from the book that there are many curses and disease spells in the wizarding world. I, I am not saying that you are cursed or sick, but..."

"I see what you mean, Hermione." Quirrell smiled and waved his hands, "Don't be nervous. In fact, I also thought about whether I was cursed or sick, but first of all, what happened to me was not serious. Not only this, but also the changes in the magic power in my body and the tests of some potions and spells-even though the awakening of bloodlines has almost disappeared from this world, but the related spells and potion production methods It didn't go away. So, are there any other problems?"

"Professor, what magical creature does your awakened bloodline belong to?" A Slytherin raised his hand.

"It should be the devil type. I don't have to worry about dressing up every Halloween every year. I just need to take a steel fork~" Quirrell shrugged.

The children laughed, and a little Gryffindor raised his hand: "Professor, are the devils in the wizarding world the same as the devils in our legends? Aren't devils evil?"

"..." The laughter disappeared in an instant. Gryffindor, who asked the question, really didn't have any malicious intentions.

"Actually, from the documents I have read that record the age of magic, the devil is indeed evil." Just before the impulsive child wanted to withdraw his question, Quirrell had returned to him, "The devil is a kind of Pleasure-loving and selfish creatures, they have no morals, no restraints, they do whatever makes them happy. And using some bloody means to affect human beings is what they like best.”

Quirrell's tone was gloomy, and the children felt chills down their backs, and the little guy with body temperature couldn't help swallowing.

"But don't worry, the awakening of the wizard's bloodline refers to the awakening of power, and the personality and soul of the wizard will not be affected."

As soon as the words fell, Quirrell heard the voice of the children let out a sigh of relief~ "Professor Quirrell." A Hufflepuff raised his hand a little timidly.

"Excuse me."

"May I ask a question that has nothing to do with your current situation?"

"It's time for questions, of course." Quirrell looked at the time, and it was almost the end of get out of class now. He obviously couldn't say anything more, so he simply opened up the time for the children to ask questions.

"I want to ask why, wizards have Christmas too? I asked my father, my mother, Professor Binns, and many others, but their faces told me it was a stupid question, and I shouldn't ask it. But, I really don't know." The little badger slumped his shoulders in frustration, and the other little animals also made expressions of "this is a stupid question" at first, but after the little badger finished speaking, the expression "this is stupid" appeared on their faces. It quickly turned into "I wonder too."

"Christmas more than 1000 years ago did not have Santa Claus, Christmas trees and shrubs. People celebrated Christmas just because it was Christmas. At that time, Christmas celebrations were just Christians gathering in churches and getting up on Christmas Eve. A midnight mass or a party, and a big meal afterwards. And 1000 years ago, it was the time when Christianity was growing and wizards were being expelled and killed..."

"How do Muggles banish wizards?" A Slytherin spoke a little louder.

"Then children, do you think the wizarding world occupies the most land, or the Muggles occupy the most land? Then, the stronger party occupies more land and more resources, do you agree?"

The first point, whether it is a child from a mosaic family or a wizard, can easily answer - although the wizarding world is isolated from the world, they still have seen the world map.And the second point is the same as the survival of the fittest in natural selection, which makes it impossible to refute.

Therefore, those who were born with a bloody seed, especially the little wizards with a seedy seed in Gryffindor, subconsciously raised their chins.The pure bloods, especially the Slytherins, were obviously hit hard.

"So now let's go back to the question just now. At that time, wizards were persecuted and fled, but it is impossible for wizards to only know how to flee. Many of them also have to resist and take revenge! And the best time is Christmas, everyone Gathered in the church, celebrating, praying, laughing and defenseless. At this point all the wizards have to do is take out the sentry - probably there is no sentry at all, lock the door of the church, and set the fire. The result is 'boom 'sound!"

"Ah!" A girl screamed, and the faces of all the students turned blue.

"Muggles burn wizards to death, and wizards burn Muggles to death." Quirrell sighed, "That's revenge, and it's also a wizard's carnival. Therefore, Muggles gather for festivals, and wizards gather for festivals, just defined by Muggles. It's a little different. Then the magic world was established, and the wizards lived in their own world, and those who survived needed peace. With the rise of Santa Claus, Christmas cards, and Christmas trees, the meaning of Christmas has also changed. So, you are very happy Luckily, we live in peacetime. Also, I'm going to tell you that there will be a quiz next class. Now, dismiss class."

back from christmas

The first class of Defense Against the Dark Arts was a blow to the little animals in the first grade.Merry Christmas has such a bloody history, and the independent wizarding world is not to protect Muggles, but to protect wizards!

Many pure-blood nobles wrote home to ask their parents the truth, even though they already knew the correct answer in their hearts, they just didn't want to believe it...

"Why doesn't Professor Quirrell be our History of Magic professor?" On the way out of the classroom, Hermione said sullenly holding her schoolbag.

"Why do you think that?" Everyone else was thinking about their own thoughts, only Harry turned to talk to her.

"Because Professor Binns only tells us what is in the books, but Professor Quirrell tells us the real history. To be honest, I always feel that the history of the wizarding world is like a fairy tale, even the goblin war is like a child's. Play house. It is a history without killing and blood." Hermione flipped through her schoolbag and took out the brick-like book of history of magic. It is brilliant, and there will always be dirt behind the strong."

"Hermione, I didn't expect you to say such philosophical things."

"What do you mean, Harry?" Hermione held up the brick "History of Magic", her eyes were obviously asking "Are you looking for a shot?".

"Okay, I'm hungry, let's go eat." Draco called us.

Quirrell returned to his office, but before he had lunch, the routine visitor at noon knocked on the door-more and more little guys came to ask various questions these days, Quirrell felt that Dumbledore Time to give him a raise...

Opening the door, he saw Ron standing outside the door with a puppy in his arms.

"Professor Quirrell, I have come to apologize and return the dog to you."

"Why? It was your Christmas present. You don't like it?"

"No, no, I like it very much." Ron lowered his head, his hand subconsciously stroked the puppy's back, and the puppy's dark eyes looked at him with trust and attachment, "Professor Quirrell, I'm sorry. I Leaked about being your assistant, and even some information about your research. Because I wanted to show off to my parents, I wanted them to think I was strong. However, my mother wrote to Headmaster Dumbledore... ..."