Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor - Quirrell

Ron was sitting in the living room, because he was cramped and nervous, he kept rubbing his knees with his hands, and the little swallowtail dog lay at his feet, rubbing his wet nose against his shoes.

"Haven't you named him yet?"

"No." Ron shook his head, his eyes couldn't help looking at the puppy at his feet, and it was obvious that he liked it very much, "Because I want to return it to you."

For magical creatures, especially those that have been tamed by wizards, naming means belonging and acceptance.Barring exceptional circumstances, magical creatures tend to be more loyal to the first master they are named than to subsequent masters, even though it is likely that all its masters belong to the same family.

"Ron, I'm sorry."

"No. You are not wrong, why do you have to apologize to me?" Ron looked up in confusion, because he was sure that Quirrell would not deliberately sarcastically ridicule him, so he was even more inexplicable.

"No, I did something wrong. Actually, it was you who did nothing wrong, and you shouldn't apologize to me. There is nothing wrong with being a child, a student, telling your parents about your life at school. Your parents, There are different opinions on my research, and the request to the principal is also out of the protection of your safety, and they are not wrong."

According to Muggles, no matter how mature they are, as long as they are underage, children are also incapacitated.They should be protected by adults, and they should be "surveilled" by adults until they come of age.

"Professor, but my parents..."

"Ron, I did not think well about pulling you into my research. And the research content I assigned to you is only what I think is safe, but in fact, it may still cause harm to you. This Something happened to me last Christmas that made me realize how arrogant and self-righteous I have been for a while. Ron, can you forgive me?"

"Professor, I don't think you did anything wrong!" Ron felt dizzy, he was the one who was going to apologize, but how could it be the professor apologizing to him?

"So don't you want to forgive me, Ron?" Quirrell looked at Ron sadly.

"I forgive." Poor child, the freckles on his face have turned pale, he has no idea how things have developed to this stage?

"Thank you."

"..." Should I say no thanks?Ron opened his mouth, feeling his tongue become as stiff as his brain.

"As for this puppy, it is my Christmas gift to you and my Christmas wishes. Since you can accept my apology, you should also be willing to accept my blessings, right? I will formally report to your group in two days Apologize to everyone and post a letter of apology. Before that, can you take my apology to them?"

In 2 minutes, Ron was standing outside Quirrell's office with his swallowtail dog in his arms. It could be seen from his facial expression that he still hadn't recovered from the shock.

"Ron, what's the matter?" Neville came with Ron. He saw Ron standing there without any movement for a long time, so he couldn't help walking over to push his friend.

"Neville, you can't imagine what Professor Quirrell said to me. The professor is apologizing to me! Merlin knows that the professor did nothing wrong!" Neville's push suddenly made Ron "live" again When he came over, his eyes widened, his face flushed, and he quickly talked about what happened in the office - Neville knew for the first time that Ron's speech speed was even faster than Hermione's.

"I kind of understand what the professor means." Neville bit his lower lip, and said uncertainly after Ron finished speaking, "Your parents did this to protect you, so from the starting point, They're not wrong. It's like my grandma, everything she does to me is for my own good."

"Then do you also think the professor is wrong?!" Ron shouted loudly, turned and left angrily, but was held back by Neville.Ron looked at Neville, "Is there anything else you want to say?"

"No, it's not." Neville stammered a little because he was nervous, "I mean... people who think they are right may not necessarily be right, and those who think they are wrong may not necessarily be true." wrong."

"What do you mean?"

"I can't tell. Maybe we should ask Hermione or Draco. After all, they are smarter."

"...You mean I'm stupid?"

"I'm just as stupid." Neville patted Ron on the shoulder and said happily.

"I'm not happy at all, but that also means telling them what I've leaked to my parents?" Ron showed a sad face. At this time, the little boy who had been in his arms The dog suddenly came over and licked his chin affectionately, "Well, I did do something wrong anyway."

Ron sighed, and Neville walked down the hall.

Leaving aside what the children discussed, Quirrell did post copies of the four letters of apology in the common rooms of the four colleges a few days later.And the morning after the apology letter was posted, the students who were eating breakfast experienced a long-awaited owl bombing!

"Look at this! The Knights of Merlin said they would award me a Medal of Honor!" Ron never thought that he would have a day when he would be overwhelmed by gifts, let alone that he would receive a letter from the Knights of Merlin one day. Letters from the Regiment...

"Bang!" Neville, who was sitting next to Ron, had passed out because he had also received the same letter.

"Has April Fool's Day come early?" Hermione was shaking the letter in her hand from the other side of the table.

"No, it's true." Levis Zabini also showed his letter, "The eagle emblem on the envelope has a special magical power, and no one can imitate it."

"So what's going on now? The Knights of Merlin auction?"

"Look at yesterday's Daily Prophet." A senior Ravenclaw student she didn't know handed over a newspaper, "Professor Quirrell published a paper. Although there is only a part of it, it is amazing enough. I heard that the paper The completed version of the paper has been sent to the Council of Elders and the Knights of Merlin, and you are all his assistants on the signature of the paper."

"On: Body, Soul and Magic" - Several small heads crowded together to read the papers in the newspaper. First, Ron lost his battle with dazed eyes, and then Hermione retreated after muttering After coming down, although Levis was still holding the newspaper, his eyes had become extremely dull.Even just excerpted and abridged fragments of papers are still beyond their comprehension.

On the other side, several children on the Slytherin long table also appeared in a similar state.Suddenly, more owls flew in from the window. They brought gifts, exchange letters from local British and even foreign scholars, blessing letters from family members, and... roaring letters. They flew in.

It's a busy morning~

Principal's office

Dumbledore, the four deans, and Quirrell were all crowded here. Dumbledore invited everyone to honey tea as usual, but was rejected by everyone.The other usual "cockroach pile" was not taken out because someone was present.

"Professor Quirrell, we think you'd better remove the names of those children from the assistant's signature column."

"Why, Headmaster Dumbledore?"

"As kids, at this age, having too much glory isn't doing them any good."

"The big and small honors are not determined by age, but by what they have done. They helped me in my research, just like Professor Snape, so I should write in the assistant column Put their names on it, that's what they deserve."

"But this will not help the children's normal life in the future, and it will even put too much pressure on them, causing them trouble and burden."

"That is to say, Principal Dumbledore, you ask me to give a group of children the honor they deserve? You just think this honor will cause them trouble?"

"It's not intimidating, Professor Quirrell, I've read your paper, it's very...excellent."

"Thank you."

"But it is also very profound, and even some places are a bit difficult for me to understand. It is conceivable that those children did not play much role in your research. What you gave them, really Do they deserve it?"

"Principal Dumbledore, I have to admit one thing here. When the children were still my assistants, I was lazy when I was researching. Maybe they don't know advanced theorems and can't brew advanced potions, but A large number of comparison and sorting work in this thesis were done by these children. These tasks do not require advanced theoretical support, lack technical and artistic quality, and are boring and tedious, but they are indeed these children using their spare time, and even squeezed It was done in my own time off. They put in sweat and hard work, and they really are my important assistants."

Although Quirrell was a little exaggerated, he was generally right. Those children really paid a lot.

"Children need protection," Quirrell paused to stop himself from being so excited, "I agree with you on this point. But protecting them doesn't mean we can deprive them of what they should have in the name of love. So, I will not erase their names, erase their efforts."

Like many conversations between Dumbledore and Quirrell in the past, Dumbledore failed to convince the diehard Quirrell.

After that, Quirrell continued to publish his condensed version of the paper in the "Daily Prophet", and the old scholars of the Knights of Merlin heard that because of his theory, there were many heated discussions from language to magic.But what they can discuss is only a small place, a large number of theories and examples, so they have to admit Quirrell's argument.

A wizard's ability to freely use magic power is the product of the superposition of the dual effects of body and soul. The magic power of a wizard comes from the body, but the soul, or the "brand" in the soul is the key!But what exactly is the branding, the public version of the newspaper did not say.

Interestingly, a few days later, at dinner, Quirrell publicly apologized again for letting Harry and Draco join him in his research.The children at that time had very "interesting" faces.

"I wrote a letter to my mother, but my mother didn't reply to me." Ron said suddenly when the group of ten got together to do their homework.

"How did you write your letter?" Draco raised his eyebrows. Don't get me wrong that he was concerned about Ron. He was just happy to see internal conflicts in the red-haired family.

"I asked my mother to apologize to Professor Quirrell."

"That's what you wrote?"

"Ah."

"... Ron, I thought you had a little brain, but now it seems that your brain is only as big as a walnut."

"Draco Malfoy! Believe it or not, I'll turn your head into a walnut with golden hair right now?!" Ron pulled out his wand, ready to fight to protect his brain.

"This is the library! Be quiet!!!"

Mrs. Pince shook the feather duster, and drove these ten rambunctious little guys out of the sacred library...

In fact, the mood of Ron's parents is very contradictory now.Dumbledore once asked Arthur Weasley to check on Quirrell, and said that this person was not safe.He was asked to teach at Hogwarts for close surveillance.And now, this man arranged for his son to study with the sons of the savior and the Death Eater Malfoy, and asked them to help him research some evil issues about souls and magic-in fact, it was because Ron's ability to express himself was not strong, In addition, he himself doesn't know much about what Quirrell is researching, so it's understandable to explain it in a mess.

As the backbone of the Order of the Phoenix, and parents who care about their children, I want to know what the Weasleys will do!

But now, that unsafe dark wizard is likely to bring their son a Merlin Knight Medal of Honor.They don't think they are doing wrong, but the facts tell them that they are doing wrong.The couple didn't know what to do...