Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor - Quirrell

Quirrell took Harry's hand, and the two walked slowly towards the ballroom in the dark night.

Harry was almost 12 years old. If it was another child of this age, he would definitely not like an adult to treat him like a child and walk hand in hand, let alone in such a quiet and even gloomy place?But Harry was different. No one had ever held his hand in his memory, because the hand held told him that he was not alone in this world...

Harry's footsteps even began to bounce unconsciously, and he grinned almost to the ears, with a silly expression no matter how you look at it.

Suddenly, their surroundings changed from darkness to light.Before Harry realized what happened, a person rushed over and grabbed Harry's arm: "Harry! Where did they take you?!"

"Godfather." Harry saw the person holding his arm clearly, and his originally high spirits instantly languished, because it meant that he had returned to reality, and because he was still a little guilty of making small movements behind Sirius' back, "because Couldn't dance, so I took a break somewhere else, and then I ran into Professor Quirrell."

In fact, Harry's feelings for Sirius are very complicated. Sirius is his godfather and his relative, and he is not a relative who abused him like the Dursleys.Although some of Sirius' actions made Harry uncomfortable, he still wanted to get along well with this relative.But helplessly, Sirius didn't want to get along well with Slytherin, but most of Harry's friends and teachers were Slytherin, which was obviously an irreconcilable contradiction.

And Quirrell was looking at the situation in the rose garden at this time. The music had stopped, and the men and women formed a large circle far away. As for the inner circle, Sirius, Lucius, and Drake standing behind Lucius.Draco's robe was a little messy, with the top pearl button missing, and his hair was a little messy.

Obviously, Sirius put on a "good show" just now.

"Quirrell?" Sirius inspected Harry from head to toe and found that his godson was indeed intact before noticing the man who brought Harry.To Sirius, this person can be regarded as thunderous!And Dumbledore also told him cryptically that he suspected that Quirrell had something to do with Voldemort.

Sirius stood up straight, raised his head and asked, "Are you Quirinus Quirrell?"

A subtle smile appeared on Quirrell's face—Although Sirius Black was a Gryffindor, he was a Black after all, and his childhood aristocratic etiquette and etiquette were deeply imprinted in his bones.What is the difference between his current appearance and those proud children of noble families?

He said that he had separated from Black, from that corrupt and dark family.But now he lives in the house of the Black family, spends the Garen of the Black family, and even he himself is still a Black.He was still the rebellious and stubborn child in his memory, and the years in Azkaban did not make him mature.

The smile on Quirrell's face and his long silence made Sirius unhappy. He took a sudden step forward, and while reaching out to grab Quirrell's collar, he raised his voice and said, "I'm asking you something!"

"Sirris Black, have you abandoned your family, and now even the basic etiquette?" Sirius' outstretched hand was hit hard by a delicate and gorgeous snake-headed cane!Lucius Malfoy stood up and stood in front of Quirrell.

"Woo..." Sirius obviously didn't expect Lucius to hit him with the cane so directly, and the severe pain from his right wrist almost made him cry out in pain.Seeing his godfather grinning, Harry couldn't help shrinking his neck.He is very conflicted now, just now the godfather grabbed the professor's collar, which made him feel that the godfather was rude, but now his cousin-in-law taught the godfather, but it made him feel sorry for the godfather-why is there a dispute between this faction and that faction in the magic world?How good would it be if we were all together?

Harry thought silently, and moved closer to Sirius, looking at his bruised arm.

"Malfoy!" Sirius bared his teeth and called Lucius, and immediately lowered his head and patted Harry's head emotionally. This was the first time Harry had been so close to him in a while. He couldn't help but be grateful for this scar, of course he would never thank someone who gave him this scar!

Before Lucius could speak, Quirrell raised his hand, and the platinum noble stepped back, allowing Quirrell to face Sirius again.Sirius may be impulsive and irritable, but he is not a fool. The interaction between Quirrell and Lucius made his vigilance against Quirrell suddenly rise.Obviously, Quirrell's status is higher than that of Lucius!

"Let the banquet start again, Lucius." Quirrell glanced at Sirius again, then turned and left.

Although Lucius was still annoyed, he didn't say much. He just gave Sirius a cold look, and left with his son.Of course, Harry also noticed Drake's situation, he was a little embarrassed and wanted to thank Drake for the take-out and apologize.But he was caught by the godfather: "Harry, your sudden disappearance frightened me."

"Sorry, I just want to play alone with my friends for a while."

"Friend? Who? Malfoy?"

"Correct."

Sirius sighed in bewilderment, he knew that unless Harry was taught a lesson, he would not give up his Slytherin friends, but when Harry was taught a lesson, it would be over.Sirius pulled Harry and sat casually on a bench for others to rest: "Merlin! You are a Potter and a Gryffindor, how could you..."

"Godfather, you're a Black. Why can the Black family have a Gryffindor, but the Potter family can't have a Slytherin? Besides, is it really that important whether I'm a Slytherin or a Gryffindor? We all have classes at Hogwarts, we are taught by the same professors, we sit in the same hall and eat the same food." Harry looked at the children dancing happily on the other side, and was seriously considering whether to start school Time to let Draco teach them to dance?

"The only difference between us is where we sleep and the color of our school uniform. Godfather, you said that the Dark Lord discriminates against hemp-born wizards, so is your attitude also discrimination against pure-bloods? I admit that Slytherin is not the most Good house, but like I said before, I love Slytherin as much as you love Gryffindor. If you continue to attack my house, friends and professors, then I do not give up my right to learn from you. "

"Learn from me?"

"You gave up a lot for your house and your friends," Harry pursed his lips.

"!" Sirius' eyes widened instantly.He felt aggrieved, angry, painful, and helpless, but also felt... Guilty!

At the age of 11, he met his best friends in this life on the train. He hated Slytherin and everything his parents arranged for him.He joined Gryffindor, but when his mother's yelling letter arrived, amidst the comforting voices of his friends, while he yelled that he didn't care, he really didn't feel guilty or regretful at all ever?

"Maybe you want to say, your choice is righteous, so you can give up. But my choice is evil, so I can't give up. But, for your mother, Mrs. Black, your choice at that time is not so What about evil?"

"Are you threatening me and teaching me, Harry?!" Sirius' face was so pale that it was almost transparent, and Harry could clearly see the pain on his godfather's face.

"I'm explaining the facts." Harry lowered his head, saying these words is already his limit, if he wants to continue to live with the godfather, then it is necessary to explain his position, "I'm a little hungry, I want to go Get some food, excuse me, Godfather."

Harry left, and Sirius sat there alone, staring at his fingers in a daze.In fact, Harry was wrong. He entered Gryffindor not because of any justice or injustice, but because that was what his parents hated the most!And as it happened, his friends were all Gryffindors, too.And just joining Gryffindor cut him off from his family, allowing him to live a happy life of his own—at least at first, it was indeed a happy life, until James and Lily were killed...

Covering his face with his hands, Sirius originally thought that the rest of his life would be to take care of Harry and continue to fight against the Death Eaters.But now it seems that Harry doesn't need him as Dumbledore said and as he imagined.

"Godfather, would you like something to eat?" While Sirius was complaining, Harry returned with two plates.

Sirius wiped his face sharply, then raised his head: "Thank you Harry." Although he didn't want to eat, he still took the plate.

"Godfather, you will always be my godfather, the protector and guardian chosen by my parents for me." Harry also sat beside Sirius with a plate, and he borrowed what Ron once said to him to express own closeness.Although the godfather discriminated against Slytherins and was disrespectful to his own mother, these days Harry could feel that he did love him.

Maybe Harry was a little greedy, at least Harry didn't want to lose the person who loved him until the day it became irreversible.

And Sirius certainly didn't want to lose his godson, the only blood of his friend, so would he compromise?

Just as he was watching Harry hesitate, he suddenly noticed that Harry's eyes lit up, and he was craned his neck to look at the other side of the rose garden.Sirius followed his gaze, and his face instantly turned from white to black—although he was far away, the tall black-haired man standing opposite them was not the current head of Slytherin, Severus Severus. Who else could Nep be?

"Can I go and say hello to the dean, godfather?" Harry the kitten lost his aggression just now and looked at Sirius expectantly.

Sirius' face darkened even more, and he really wanted to rush over to have a duel with Snape!But he knew that no matter whether he wins or loses, he will lose Harry...

"Go." He choked out a sentence with difficulty, then Sirius lowered his head and fiercely poked his own plate with a fork!He, Sirius Black, has never been so useless in his life, giving in!

Harry put his plate on the seat and ran happily towards Snape.

Snape was forced to attend the banquet. He only had two beloved dancing partners in his life, one was Lily Evans and the other was his cauldron.The former has been buried in the ground with her husband, and the latter has no legs.But the order of the Dark Lord had no choice but to wash his hair, change his clothes, and come here to waste time.

But obviously, most people's attention is now focused on Quirrell, so the potions professor is about to drink the glass of champagne in his hand, and immediately returns to his laboratory.

"Dean!" But Snape's sweet dream was obviously about to be shattered, and some little troll ran over blinking his shiny green eyes~ Quirrell was sitting on a soft chair with a glass of red wine in his hand .From time to time, Lucius and Carterside led nobles in twos and threes to come to him. Everyone said a few nonsense, and the nobles retreated respectfully, and then the next group of nobles came.

Basically, the nobles brought by these two people are also the characters in their faction.Obviously, the nobles of the Carterside faction are obviously weaker than the Lucius faction.

Quirrell stared at the scarlet wine in the glass, on the surface he was still calm, but in fact he was very irritable.He is a Chinese teacher, the so-called literature and history are not separated, and he himself likes history.As for scheming, although he has never personally experienced it, looking at the 5000-year history of civilization, there are many examples in front of him-for the superior, it is most taboo for the subordinates to dominate!

This is why Quirrell was divided into two factions to support him at the beginning, and the two outsiders and one faction he supported, Carterside, still had a grudge against Lucius.

If he wasn't the Dark Lord, but a simple suitor of Lucius, he would be very happy that his lover had such power that day.But he is indeed the Dark Lord, and Lucius is not a subordinate who is selfless and dedicated to the public. The ambition and ability of the platinum noble cannot be underestimated!

Looking at Lucius, who was talking and laughing freely among the nobles, Quirrell realized how wrong he was at this moment.As long as he is the Dark Lord, let alone Lucius Malfoy, even with anyone else, there will never be an equal love that does not mix with others.And if he's not the Dark Lord... Now that things have developed, is this kind of scenario still possible?

All he can choose now is to abandon Lucius, suppress Malfoy's faction, and rebuild the balance among the Death Eaters.Still accept Lucius, but still suppress Malfoy's faction and rebuild the balance among the Death Eaters!

Quirrell tapped his forehead with his fingers, or is it easy to be a foolish king, but difficult to be a wise one?

"Mr. Carterside." Quirrell greeted suddenly.

Carterside immediately leaned over and bowed cautiously: "Yes, Mr. Quirrell."

Quirrell's orders in public, they no longer call Quirrell master, but sir.

"Follow me." Quirrell stood up and took Carterside to the side. While the nobles were discussing, they also turned their realization to Lucius, but it was difficult for them to start from Platinum who still maintained an elegant smile. What can be seen on the face of the nobleman.

Quirrell and Carterside didn't talk for long, and soon, Quirrell went to the other side to drink alone, while Carterside left with his wife and children excitedly.

This time, the nobles whispered louder, and Lucius's expression finally changed - he became stiff.

"Turn around! Potter! Your guardian is opposite you! Aren't four eyes enough for you to see what you should see?!"

"I'm not lost, Dean. I came here to say hello to you, I miss you, Dean." Harry smirked, staring straight at his Dean with green eyes.

And Snape was stiff all over. He put down the champagne blanket, grabbed Harry's shoulders, pulled the poor kitten forward, and walked quickly towards Black.At this moment, Harry was really like a kitten caught by its neck, unable to resist in the slightest, and was dragged in front of Sirius by Snape in a daze.

"Watch out for the Potter pup, stupid dog!" Snape pushed Harry over, of course, the force he used was so clever that the kitten bumped into Sirius.

"You ungrateful snot!" Sirius had endured enough this night, and now that Snape himself ran up to him and provoked him, he didn't think he had to endure it anymore!

"Fire roasted hot and spicy!"

"Except your weapons!"

"what--!"

The ball at Malfoy's house ended with the "performance" of two men fighting each other and the screams of countless ladies...

Quirrell was sorting out the papers, which had "must" be handled by himself since the prom was over.But why Lucius was able to represent these documents before, but now he is needed?If it's cute, Lucius is tempering, but if it's realistic, he's testing.

Quirrell was playing with the quill, and he himself knew that it was not good to hang Lucius like this all the time. Whether to let go or hold him tight, it was best to decide as soon as possible.

"Knock knock."

"Come in." Thinking it was Lucius, Quirrell couldn't help but put down the quill and straightened his waist, but it was little Malfoy who came in, "What's the matter, little dragon?"

"Professor Quirrell, won't you teach us next school year?"

"Yes, because of my mistakes in the last school year, Principal Dumbledore thought I was not suitable for teaching students who were too young. But when you are promoted to the fourth grade, I will be able to teach you again." Quirrell laughed The reason why I didn't tell them last school year was to prevent unnecessary troubles, but now it's no longer necessary to hide it, "Your book list is here? Can I have a look? I'm still very fond of your new professor." curious."

"For our new professor...professor, don't expect too much." Drake nodded, and handed Quirrell his own book list with a depressed face.

"Break with a Banshee, by Gilderoy Lockhart; Traveling with Ghouls, by Gilderoy Lockhart; Vacation with a Hag, by Gilderoy Lockhart Wandering with Trolls, by Gilderoy Lockhart; Sailing with Vampires, by Gilderoy Lockhart; Wandering with Werewolves, by Gilderoy Lockhart; "A Year with the Tibetan Snowman", by Gilderoy Lockhart. Is this the textbook for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class?" Quirrell read the book list from beginning to end, and had to confirm that these books were the Defense Against the Dark Arts class teaching materials.

"It should be." Draco grinned in a less aristocratic manner.

"It seems that I'm ignorant." Quirrell sighed softly, because he had never read any of these books, and he didn't know the author at all. From coming to the wizarding world until now, Quirrell has no spare time at all. He spends all his time on teaching, research, and how to deal with Death Eaters. How could he have read these adventure novels?

However, Quirrell, who didn't know that these books were just adventure novels, naturally classified them as academic books with strange names when he saw them appear on the student's book list.

"Xiaolong, when are you and your father going to buy books?" Quirrell asked Drake, and he planned to go with him to the bookstore to see the latest academic books published by Mr. Gilderoy Lockhart. books.

This morning, Quirrell was still in a good mood because of Drake's arrival, but in the afternoon, when a black bald eagle brought him a letter, Quirrell's good mood disappeared instantly.He sent a letter back to the other party, and the owl of the Malfoy family sent several more letters.In the next two days, the correspondence between letters became more and more frequent. Until two days later, after receiving a letter, Quirrell finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After dinner that night, he knocked on the door of Lucius' study.

"Is there something you need to tell me?" Quirrell sat opposite Lucius, frowning clearly expressing his displeasure.

"Lord?" Lucius looked at Quirrell suspiciously, not understanding why Quirrell asked that question—at least his expression was like that.

"The Ministry of Magic is going to send someone to investigate the dark magic items in Malfoy Manor?" Quirrell said with a gloomy face, "How long do you want to hide it? Did someone from the Ministry of Magic suddenly knock on my bedroom door?"

"Lord, it's just a small matter, and I'll take care of it soon."

"Crack!" An envelope was thrown on Lucius' desk.

Lucius looked at Quirrell's expression, and carefully opened the envelope.Inside was a copy of a Ministry of Magic document announcing the withdrawal of a search warrant for Malfoy Manor.

Lucius moved his lips, but nothing came out.Not long ago he thought he had something to do with the Dark Lord, but the banquet incident and some of the Death Eaters' actions to bypass him recently seemed to have given him a slap in the face.After that, the Dark Lord also acted as if he wanted to slowly distance himself from him.

Lucius didn't know what the Dark Lord was thinking and what he wanted to do.He just thought that the original "I'm special" idea was just his own self-righteousness.Immediately depressed, so he could only follow the other party's wishes and deal with him in a business-like manner. It was even more impossible when he was in trouble, and he didn't dare to ask for help.

"Tomorrow Wednesday, you and I will take Xiaolong to buy books." Quirrell still couldn't do anything with Lucius, leaving only an invitation like an order, got up and left the study.

Lucius looked at the closed door of the study room after Quirrell left, and then looked at the copy on the table. After a few days of bleakness, his face slowly regained the complacency and brilliance of the past——it seems that he didn't think about it. wrong!No, it was a mistake.The Dark Lord's intentions for him were much deeper than he thought...

If the other party just wants to have a misty rain with him and become a bed partner who can talk and listen at any time, then the other party's actions don't have to be so complicated.Just pull him to bed, put on his clothes and leave, his monarch is looking for a way to stay with him for a long time.

This can actually be seen from the way the Dark Lord treated him when he first came back.Many times, he obviously wanted him, but even if he wanted to seduce him on purpose, he held back and let him go.

That's not to say he's unattractive, but respect and love.These facts are actually obvious, but he didn't realize it until this moment, he didn't believe it...

Lucius touched the envelope, he felt his chest was extremely hot, and his heart seemed to jump out of his chest at any time, he was like a young boy who fell in love for the first time!

On Wednesday, Lucius opened his eyes at five o'clock for some reason, and then stared at the ceiling tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.Finally, he simply got up from the bed and began to "dress up".

Eight o'clock is breakfast time at Malfoy Manor.Strangely, the head of the Malfoy family, who usually sat at the dinner table on time, did not show up until quarter past eight.

Today his long hair is tied with a dark blue ribbon, and he wears a sapphire blue robe that is a shade lighter than the ribbon.The robe is designed to be close-fitting, and the beautiful lapel is decorated with silver lace, but no matter how beautiful the pattern is, people's eyes cannot be taken away from the straight collarbone and delicate neck exposed by the collar design...

Facing down are the dazzling six sapphire buttons, and below that is a palm wide belt of the same color as the collar.Quirrell is very strange, why can a man's waist look so thin?It's a pity that the narrow buttocks and slender and straight thighs are covered by the hem of the robe, and unless "someone" lifts the robe, they cannot be seen.

"The peacock with its tail open." Snape muttered in a low voice, but Quirrell felt that what he wanted to talk about was the peacock in heat, but due to the presence of minors and superiors, he couldn't just talk about it.

Quirrell smiled. In fact, he was happy to see Lucius like this. After all, as a Malfoy, besides the Dark Lord, is there another person who can make him estrus?This is the glory of being the Dark Lord!

A family of three, wrong, a family of two, with a Dark Lord, came to Diagon Alley through the Floo network.Xiaolong needs to buy new robes and school supplies. It doesn't mean that the old ones can't be used, but for the extravagant Malfoy, they don't need to "wrong" themselves.In fact, the three of them could have split up, but they all knew that they didn't need to save time for this trip to Diagon Alley today.

So, in the robe shop, Xiaolong stood on the footstool and let the ruler measure the size.And his father and the professor were next to him, hugging each other intimately, holding the latest clothing album, chatting and laughing in low voices.One is gorgeous and elegant platinum, and the other is deep and mysterious jet black. When two men with top-notch temperament and appearance stand together with full charm, I don't know how many people forget what they should do and squeeze into the robes. store to protect eyesight.

Draco looked thoughtfully at his father and the professor who had a good chat, then lowered his head, and continued to obediently let the ruler twist on him.

"Hi, Drake!" A slightly ruffled familiar voice came, and Drake saw Zabini waving at him, and behind him was his beautiful mother, nicknamed the Black Widow.

Women are more beautiful than women, men are more beautiful than men, and men and women are still more beautiful under certain circumstances.

"Mr. Malfoy, hello." Mrs. Zabini smiled, full of charming and dangerous temptations, but she looked at Quirrell with her beautiful maroon eyes, and she stretched out her hand to Quirrell, "Quirrell... …professor?"

"Hello, Mrs. Zabini." Lucius also smiled.Proud and noble, dazzlingly brilliant, he took a step sideways, took Mrs. Zabini's hand, and kissed it lightly.

"Xiaolong has finished measuring the size. I'm sorry that we just met and we are about to say goodbye, Mrs. Zabini." Lucius pulled his son over, saying that he was sorry, but there was no nostalgia in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, but I think we must have a chance to meet again, don't you, Professor Quirrell?" Mrs. Zabini giggled and gave Quirrell a wink.

It's a pity that Quirrell is a standard bender.No matter how beautiful Mrs. Zabini was, she couldn't make him feel any impulse.He smiled back politely, said goodbye politely, and looked back at Lucius' dark eyes full of tenderness and love.As a result, Lucius, who had erected a defensive barb because of Mrs. Zabini's appearance, immediately softened.

The family of three left the gown shop and walked towards Lihen Bookstore talking and laughing all the way. However, why are there so many people in Lihen Bookstore today?Soon, they noticed a large banner hanging at the door of the bookstore: Gilderoy Lockhart signed the autobiography "I Can Be Magical" for sale, 12:30-4:30 pm today

"I really didn't expect that we could meet Mr. Lockhart here." Quirrell, who always thought someone was a scholar, said happily.

"Are you very interested in this Lockhart?" Lucius froze for a moment, and looked at Quirrell strangely.

"He should be a well-known scholar, right?" Quirrell was observing the crowd, and he was surprised to find that most of the people waiting in line to sign were women.

"I think he's a known liar."

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"Professor Quirrell! Mr. Malfoy! Drake!" Before Quirrell had time to ask, the voices of the children sounded not far away.

Harry and Hermione ran over excitedly, and not far behind them was the embarrassed Weasley couple.Hermione's Muggle parents followed her daughter curiously.