Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor - Quirrell

Back at Malfoy Manor, the first thing Quirrell and Lucius did was of course to take a shower.

Quirrell, who was roughly wrapped in a pajamas, looked at the blood-stained clothes on the ground, and his face, which was a little red from the steam, looked more and more helpless—although he had already seen it once when he took off his clothes before taking a bath, But my heart is still very uncomfortable.Those were all the blood on Lucius' body. Although he was angry at that guy for acting without authorization and then for his cruel tricks, how could he be angry in the face of these genuine bloodstains?

With a sigh, Quirrell picked up the towel and wiped his hair while walking out of the bathroom—although there are some spells that can dry quickly, but frequent use of those spells will make the hair dry and wilted, although Quirrell is not very persistent Because of his appearance, but he didn't want to go to class with yellow hair like a weed when he was in his 30s and [-]s.In the process of wiping his head, Quirrell felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find it when he searched carefully.In the end, he simply gave up and waited until tomorrow morning. He hadn't eaten dinner yet, so he was really hungry now.

Opening the bathroom door, Quirrell was taken aback for a moment.The owner of the manor, his first confidant, Mr. Lucius Malfoy, was wearing a translucent silk nightgown, reading a book in a chair facing the bathroom door in the living room of the guest room.But what he was reading would definitely not be some precious high-quality book, because he had obviously just finished taking a bath, and the flush on his cheeks after the bath was still there, and it had turned into an attractive pale pink color, and his blue-gray eyes were also soaked in water vapor And become wet.The platinum-blonde hair was also damp, dripping transparent water droplets slipped into the neckline of the nightgown bit by bit along the smooth forehead, beautiful chin and fair neck.

The nightgown, which was originally made of translucent material, became more...transparent after being soaked!Quirrell could even clearly see two pretty coin-sized pink spots on his chest.

Quirrell felt that his mouth began to secrete saliva, but it was not because of the hunger in his stomach. In fact, his stomach, which was still rumbling just now, no longer felt hungry at all. It was his stomach that was churning and disobedient at the moment. Another lower organ.Fortunately, this bathrobe is loose enough, otherwise it would be a big embarrassment!

He bit his tongue lightly to calm himself down, he was absolutely sure that Lucius was trying to seduce him.The contradiction in Quirrell's heart is still there. He still doesn't know whether Lucius did this out of true feelings or for falsehood?The heart of a Malfoy is always elusive.Especially, when you're not Lucius Malfoy's family.But even if Lucius still compromised to protect the family and his family this time, Quirrell knew he couldn't refuse.

It doesn't matter if you say he is mean and shameless, or you say he bullies others, if he is seduced by the person he loves several times, if he can still sit still, then it is not Liu Xiahui, but Eunuch Qi.

"My... lord... do you need anything else?" The aria way of speaking has always been a magnificent feature of Malfoy, and for this short sentence, Lucius still used the aria, but it was more enticing if there were more. A gorgeous vibrato.

To be honest, if in the previous life, uh, this life should also be added, except for Lucius Malfoy, regardless of men or women, if there is a second person who speaks to Quirrell in this tone.His reaction was absolutely chilling, and then he either ran as far as he could, or gave the other party a faint.But at this moment, the voice he heard from Lucius gave him a tingling electric sensation from the back of his head to his toes—this man is a goblin!Veela!Succubus!And definitely the best of them all!

"You're wet, don't you feel cold?" Quirrell asked in a slightly hoarse voice than usual. As soon as the words came out, Quirrell wanted to slap himself.He originally wanted to say something casually, so as to cool down the increasingly hot atmosphere.After all, although he decided to eat, for the first brother in two lifetimes, he was still quite nervous when things came to an end.

Lucius had stood up from the chair now, and he threw the book on the ground.He put his hands on Quirrell's shoulders, and the tips of their noses were almost touching: "You will make me hot from the inside out, won't you, my master?"

"Boom!" There was an explosion in Quirrell's head, and all the rationality, restraint, hesitation, integrity and other things were blown away in an instant!

Quirrell hugged Lucius' waist instantly. He bit Lucius' lip, licked his teeth and gums, and stuck his tongue into his mouth, probing for the snake that was looking for him, entangled and plundered. with his breath and saliva.Quirrell thought that Lucius' wet body should be slightly cold, but when the two of them stuck together and he controlled everything about him, he realized that they were both equally hot!

Although the silk pajamas were only a thin layer, they were quickly pulled off by the impatient Quirrell and turned into a few rags on the ground.

They didn't even have time to get back to the bedroom, the two of them were like entangled beasts, and Quirrell's last realization was that he pinned Lucius from behind on the living room sofa.Feeling his heat and shaking, listening to his moans and gasps, entering, possessing, filling him...

When the sunlight awakened Quirrell from his deep sleep, he found that he had returned to the bedroom and checked the time. It was only past six o'clock in the morning.Being able to easily return to his own office from the fireplace in Malfoy Manor, Quirrell, who was not in a hurry, lay on his side, resting his head on his arms, watching Lucius sleeping next to him intently.It was the first time he saw him with disheveled hair and a defenseless appearance - there were two eyeballs at the corners of his eyes, although for most people, Lucius' current appearance could never be compared with his carefully groomed appearance, but However, Quirrell prefers him now.Because at this moment, he is real and innocent!

"You look like this, even Draco has never seen it before?" Quirrell said to himself with a smile, and gently brushed the naughty strands of hair on Lucius' forehead back.He believed that it was absolutely impossible for Lucius' good father, Malfoy, to show such a "not gorgeous" side of him in front of his son.

Quirrell, who was arranging Lucius' hair, suddenly paused with his fingers, and his face became serious.He let down his platinum-blond hair, and covered Lucius' forehead with his palm. He confirmed one thing, the platinum nobleman had a fever!The next moment, Quirrell jumped up from the bed naked, and he remembered three serious things: 30. He, who has been a virgin for more than [-] years, had a violent outburst of passion yesterday, or an outburst of bestiality. It is because he is full of desires and loses his mind. He doesn't know what restraint is at all. Second, although Lucius has prepared himself before, even if Lucius didn't say anything, Quirrell still knows the narrow passage of the great nobles. Yesterday was definitely the first time he was occupied by someone, and Quirrell was rich in theoretical knowledge at best. If he really "practices himself", he has to say that he is almost only reckless except for his better stamina; They were all so tired that they fell asleep, or one of them passed out. Lucius definitely didn't do anything about it!

Quirrell didn't even have time to put on his clothes. Of course, there were no clothes in the bedroom. The clothes of both of them were scattered in the living room at this moment. The man who had a good night was covered in bruises all over his body, and the space between his legs was even more messy.

Quirrell immediately broke out in a hot sweat. He felt that he was forced to be reborn in Quirrell's body. When watching those horror movies, he never panicked like today.Taking two deep breaths, Quirrell forced himself to calm down.Then wrapped Lucius back in the blanket and floated him into the bathroom—it was ugly, but Lucius felt the least pain.

The person was put into a smaller bathtub, and the moderately hot water made Lucius, who seemed to be in a coma, let out a small moan of satisfaction.Quirrell threw a few healing spells on him, added a fixed-position spell, and ran out in a hurry.

The Snake King didn't have class this morning, because he stayed up late yesterday, the day before yesterday, and the day before yesterday to cook the potion, so he decided to take a little slack and sleep late today, but...

"Severus!" The magic alarm that used the fireplace was triggered, of course, this kind of alarm will not flash and scream like Muggle alarms, but will transmit the message "someone is coming" to the alarm at the first time Arranger.And the vigilant double-faced agent potion master jumped up from the bed in an instant, and he was sure that the person was the Dark Lord's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor who was also his boss and colleague.

Before Snape could change his clothes, his bedroom door was forced open from the other side with a "bang".The image of someone standing outside the door almost made Snape, known for his facial paralysis, scream—Quirinus Dark Lord Quirrell, naked to the waist, bare feet, with some ashes from the fireplace on his body , and the only two unnatural products on his body, one is the torn robe wrapped around his waist, and the other is the wand in his hand.

"Severus, you take my class this morning, and my lesson plan is on the desk in the study. Also, I asked you to borrow some potions." Quirrell spoke very fast, in fact he In the middle of the speech, he didn't stand at the door of Snape's bedroom, but rushed into the laboratory of the Snake King. When he finished speaking, Snape who walked out of the bedroom only saw him with a sheet of paper looking at him. Some familiar rags, wrapped in a large pile of bottles and jars, rushed into the fireplace.

Snape pressed his dizzy forehead due to lack of sleep, secretly wondering if he was dreaming?So much so that he saw this ridiculous hallucination?

It was almost lunch time when Lucius woke up from the coma, the sun was shining outside the house, and two little birds were making out on the branch outside the window.Looking at the two small balls rubbing against each other, Lucius smiled lightly, and suddenly felt a little lost again.After all, at this time, the Dark Lord has returned to Hogwarts, right?

"Is there anything uncomfortable?" The sudden voice from behind made Lucius startled. It turned out that when he woke up, he saw the window on the left, and he didn't realize that the person he was thinking of was sitting there. The head of the bed on his right guarded him, "lord?!"

"Hmm." Quirrell stood up, looked at Lucius with a face of self-blame, and pressed his hand on Lucius' forehead. Although he had no fever a few hours ago, he was still worried. "You have a fever, and you're bleeding a lot. If you're not feeling well, why didn't you tell me then?"

Quirrell's words made Lucius, who had just woken up and was still a little fuzzy, think for a long time before he understood.Fever, bleeding and discomfort are all caused by the combination of the two of them. Asking and blaming yourself is that not only have you been hurt, but you have not enjoyed it?The loss of just waking up disappeared in an instant, replaced by deep satisfaction and pride.Moreover, when he was suffering, he was in a coma, and he didn't know the pain at all.Now, he is awake, and his body is not in the slightest discomfort, but he is full of energy.Combined with what Quirrell just said, it is obvious that he is being carefully cared for.

To be honest, even if Lucius knew that the Dark Lord was special to him, he never thought that such specialness would be so cherished and loved... No one else has ever gotten this kind of love from him, right?

"Lord~" Lucius grabbed Quirrell's hand that had just dropped from his forehead, kissed his fingers, and rubbed his cheek against the back of his hand, "Last night was a wild and wonderful night." Yewang, maybe I was hurt a little, but I didn't feel pain at that time, I was indeed happy."

Quirrell sat beside Lucius, hugged him, kissed his forehead and the tip of his nose lightly, and then the two hugged each other and sat on the bed...

I happily had lunch with Lucius, although the things they talked about during the meal were no different from what they talked about before they were united last night.And it's not as sweet as a male and female lover, but the feeling between the two is completely different from the past.It's just a vague look in the eyes and an ordinary movement, which can reveal a different kind of intimacy.

After dinner, they sat together and read a book for a while, and then one of them was going to Hogwarts and the other was going to the Ministry of Magic.After all, no matter what happens, their work cannot be left behind.

However, before approaching the fireplace, Quirrell suddenly gave Lucius a light kiss, and by the way, he stuffed a gorgeous snake-shaped pendant studded with gems in his hand: "If you give it to someone else, then next time I will give it to you." Just get one that can be buckled on your body and you can't take it off."

This gorgeous pendant is very suitable for the aesthetics of Slytherin and Malfoy. Lucius hung it on his neck in front of Quirrell, and asked with his gorgeous aria: "Where is the buckle?" ?My master?"

Quirrell subconsciously glanced at Lucius' lower body. In fact, what he meant was the anklet. Even if a special spell that couldn't be removed was cast, it was inconspicuous and out of the ordinary.But compared to the pure Qi Luo, the well-informed nobleman obviously misunderstood him. His back felt a little chilled instantly, and he subconsciously covered his crotch.There are indeed many nobles who like to add decorations to their pets, and that place is no exception, but it is definitely not a comfortable thing to be done like that.

A Lord is a Lord after all, I must know how to measure.Lucius warned himself that there was a glimmer of gloom in his originally clear and cloudless heart...

Quirrell didn't feel anything wrong with Lucius. After saying goodbye, he turned and rushed into the fireplace.

Lucius, with mixed feelings, returned to work at the Ministry of Magic. Although he and Arthur Weasley were both employees of the Ministry of Magic in name, in fact, if Mr. Weasley did not go to work for a long time for no reason, then welcome him It must be the boss's scolding.But Lucius Malfoy didn't go to work for half a day, but what he got was the condolences full of infinite care from his superiors and colleagues.So, people are never created equal.

While correcting the report, Lucius had already started planning in his mind how to hold the werewolf in his hands.But he was interrupted in the middle of his official business. The secretary came in and told him that there was a visitor. When Lucius heard the names of the two guests, he couldn't help but froze.Because they are Sirius Black and Headmaster Dumbledore of Hogwarts.

What are they doing here?Are you bored?

When the fourth grade students walked into the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom and saw that the person standing on the podium was Professor Quirrell, they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief—the morning class was temporarily replaced by the King of Snakes, it was definitely a treat In a catastrophe, the gemstones in the Gryffindor hourglass became the most black gemstones in the four houses...

Quirrell happily lectures the students. The courses that were unfamiliar a year ago can now be easily grasped by him.

"Have you noticed that Professor Quirrell is a little different today?" A Ravenclaw girl frowned at Quirrell. She felt something was wrong when she first started class, but no matter how hard she searched, she couldn't find what was wrong. Where is it, I can only turn to my classmates for help.

"I also feel a little different, but I can't tell you exactly what is different." A boy from Hufflepuff nodded quickly to show his sympathy.

"Ah! The horns on the professor's head have gotten bigger, and the color seems to be a bit lighter?" Another Ravenclaw girl clapped her hands and exclaimed.

"Is there anything you don't understand, Sonia?" Quirrell looked at the screaming girl.

"No, no, I'm just amazed at how well you speak, Professor." Sonia waved her hands hastily.

"Thank you." Quirrell nodded at her, then turned to continue his lecture.But his heart was not as calm as it appeared on the surface. When he took a shower yesterday, he also felt that he was a little different, but he couldn't find it.It turns out that his horn has grown bigger and changed color?That shows that his bloodline awakening that has been standing still has finally responded.However, what caused the change in bloodline awakening?Was it just a coincidence that the change happened exactly yesterday, or did something yesterday cause the change?

One problem was not solved, and another problem surfaced again, but these problems were closely related to his survival, and being the Dark Lord really couldn't be idle!

Argus Filch is the caretaker of Hogwarts. His job includes night watch, cleaning, managing certain teaching materials and many other chores.Quirrell felt that although Filch was not a kind person, which displeased many students, he was definitely one of the most conscientious people in Hogwarts other than elves.Because Quirrell is an adult who has formed a mature concept of right and wrong, compared to some people who are popular but neglect their duties, Quirrell prefers and respects the unpopular Filch.

Although Filch's personality is violent and weird, he is also very sensitive at the same time. He can feel the respect that Quirrell has for him—in this huge castle, Quirrell is the only person who respects him.Even Snape or other professors would only treat him with equality and even pity.

So, when Quirrell knocked on Filch's door today, the administrator quickly invited him into the room with a smile, and Mrs. Norris also rubbed Quirrell's ankle affectionately.

"Mr. Filch, I would like to ask you to do me a favor."

"If you need anything, just say it, Professor Quirrell!" Filch laughed hoarsely, which distorted his dirty and ugly face, so the smile could be described as ferocious.

"You know, I'm doing a study."

"Yes, I read it from the Daily Prophet." Filch nodded, although he didn't understand anything about it.

"Actually, after further research..." Quirrell pondered for a while, "I think I have found a way to regain the magic power of some squibs, and I need a willing experimenter." Quirrell's pondering is because he I was thinking about whether to be tactful, but the result of the consideration was that the tact would probably only cause Filch to fail to understand, so it was better to be straightforward.

"You, you mean!" Because of the excitement, Filch's breath became short of breath, he kept rubbing his two hands, and his whole body even trembled - Filch was a squib. Growing up, whether it is his parents or himself, they have searched for countless ways, but the results have been disappointing time and time again.It stands to reason that Filch, who has been disappointed so many times, shouldn't be so excited, but although he couldn't understand the theories published by Quirrell last year, he knew that it should be great knowledge, just like not all Muggles Understand what relativity means, but they know that relativity is a great theory as well.Moreover, although he has only known Quirrell for a year, he knows that he is not a person who likes to talk empty words. Unless there are special circumstances, he will not do things without more than 80.00% certainty.Therefore, he believed in Quirrell, and believed that he was about to get rid of his identity as a squib!

"Would you like to be one of my subjects, Mr. Filch?"

"Of course! Of course I would, Professor Quirrell!" Filch almost screamed, his hunchback seemed to be healed instantly, and he straightened up...