Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor - Quirrell

"They made webs, and the speed is really fast." When they came to the end of the corridor leading to the first floor of the stairs from the cellar, it was already tightly blocked by milky white spider webs.

"They're building a nest! Don't use fire! Their webs are also poisonous, but when you don't have a wound on your body, the poison penetrates very slowly and you can hardly feel it. But if you burn it, then the poison will enter the air with Breathing into our bodies, in a closed place like this, ignition is absolutely fatal!" Williams yelled behind everyone, which stopped Quirrell, who had really decided to burn it.

"Let Miss Williams come over." Quirrell said to the young nobles, and although the young people were unwilling, they still parted ways and let Williams come over.

"I know my performance just now was terrible." Williams rubbed his hands in embarrassment, "I'm a researcher. Before that, most of the acromantulas I saw were dead, even if they were alive, they were eggs. Or else they are small people—the number and size of acromantula are strictly controlled in our base. Quirinus, I..."

"Williams, excuse me for interrupting, can you tell us how to dispose of these silks safely?" Now that Williams is indeed a professional, Quirrell is going to take her back, but they are just fighting side by side, It's not a blind date.

"Cut it off, just cut it off." Williams closed his mouth.

"Thank you." Quirrell ordered four people, "You take turns to do it." It's not that Quirrell is lazy, but at this time the whole of Hogwarts doesn't know how many adult acromantulas there are. If Luo does it himself, he will definitely die of exhaustion.

The young nobles who were pointed out were delighted, and began to use their familiar methods to cut the spider webs with high spirits. Large pieces of spider webs fell on the ground, and occasionally a few spiders with a diameter of about one meter jumped out or sprayed out from behind the webs. Spider silk, but facing groups of adult wizards in the narrow passage, the only thing waiting for them is death.

Although the spider webs were tougher than imagined, and therefore it took more mana to cut them open, the speed at which the wizards advanced still did not slow down much.In about 10 minutes, the last channel was opened. However, this does not mean that the wizards have won.

Inside Hogwarts Castle, there are many forks and countless classrooms. The stairs of Hogwarts like to turn around, and the walls of Hogwarts like to move around.Such a place adds countless fun to the children, but when foreign enemies invade, such as now, there are acromant spiders everywhere, and these spiders don't have much dependence on the stairs, they can fly quickly on the ninety-degree vertical wall. The terrain of Hogwarts is not very interesting in this case, but the wizard side has to rely on the stairs to go up and down.

Before they could walk out of the corridor, a huge spider with a diameter of nearly four meters suddenly fell from the sky!A nobleman who was eager to make a contribution was sprayed straight by its spider silk, and the huge force generated by the spray made him fly backwards, overwhelming the three or four people behind him, and there was a person standing at the back inside. reporter.Its speed was so fast that even Quirrell's spell had only time to cut off its small half of the leg, and then the spider stuck to its tail's spider silk and bounced it to about the third floor of Hogwarts. Dodged the attack of the follow-up spell.

"Don't come out!" When Quirrell ran out of the passage, his face turned pale for an instant.After all, even if he knew he could handle it, the scene of spiders falling all over the sky was still "a little bit" more exciting for normal people.

Quirrell's left hand, which didn't hold a wand, added Lightning Curse, Repelling Curse, and Armor Curse to himself-his ability is enough to cast these three commonly used spells instantly and silently in a wandless state.The magic wand in the right hand shot three red spells at the same time, and the three largest spiders were thrown flying, implicating most of their descendants.

Quirrell leaped backwards, just trying to dodge the silk that the two spiders spewed out, and the lightness spell made him jump high enough, and then...the wings spread!

This sudden situation even made Quirrell involuntarily stiffen for a few seconds in the fierce battle.And this short period of time was enough for the spiders to launch a counterattack. There were still spiders in the sky doing bungee jumping, while the spiders that fell on the ground began to spit spider silk.

Quirrell only had time to split the two spiders, and his moving space was full of spider silk. The space here was too narrow, not only for the spiders, but also for him. He was almost cornered!

I can only hide upwards, I must hide upwards!

Quirrell shouted to himself in his mind, and quickly thought about what spell he should use.But before he could remember, he had already "hidden" upwards, to be precise, he flew...

The mother bird pushes the full-fledged chicks out of the nest because she wants the chicks to stand on their own feet, but also because she knows the chicks won't die.Flying is an instinct for some creatures. As long as there is no disability and the age is sufficient, then its children will definitely be able to fly. It is an instinct, and it is born with it.

For Quirrell, in fact, the day his wings grew, he could already fly.It's just that he, like those little birds that haven't left the nest, won't stretch his wings unless he is forced.Now these spiders helped him!

When Quirrell landed again, there was a thick layer of spider remains on the ground. In fact, there were still spiders hanging on the stairs on the second and third floors, but they were not ordinary low-level spiders after all, but Magical creatures with wisdom, they are afraid...

Quirrell called out the people hiding in the corridor, but he was a little scared by their eyes.Not only those young nobles who were born in Death Eater families, even the two reporters (it was later learned that the two were born in Ravenclaw and Gryffindor) and Miss Williams had the same eyes—— That is a kind of fanatical worship!

"Ahem! We must retake the stairs."

"Yes,...Professor Quirrell." The leading woman, Melissa Parkinson, Pansy's cousin, clasped her fingers on her chest, tremblingly answering like a praying believer.

"The spiders in the cellar have been cleaned up. We are going up, so it is best to control the stairs. You wait here, I will clean up the spiders near the stairs on the first floor, and then I will send you..."

"boom!"

"Dangdang!"

"boom!"

Before Quirrell finished speaking, five "heavyweight" items fell from the third floor. They were three suits of armor and two statues. In the end, he died in the hands of his own "people".

"Hello, Professor Quirrell." The sculpture, whose leg was smashed and unable to stand up again, swung his sword in a salute with difficulty. "It's so strange, those guys don't chase down anymore."

"Of course! Because of Professor Quirrell!"

"Quirinas is the best!"

Parkinson and Williams screamed at the same time, and the other women also screamed in agreement. Although the men were more reserved, their eyes were shining and they couldn't stop nodding.

"Fixing them is still the plan just now. I'm going to the first floor." This kind of personality cult is a good thing for Quirrell, but he can't be happy because Parkinson's eyes remind him of another one in Voldemort's memory. People - Bellatrix Black.He also worshiped a man crazily. For that man, she gave her body, her reason, and the best years of youth in her life.

Quirrell knew he was not Voldemort, but he still couldn't help but tremble with fear.

He flew up to the first floor, standing on the stairs on the first floor, but the spider at the top of the stairs instantly retracted into the corridor on the first floor like a receding tide.Quirrell chased after him, and then the spiders on the second and third floors also joined the attacking team!Although the fear just now has not been eliminated, they must fight for the group.Green blood rained down from the stairs on the first floor...

"I seem to see the wizard from thousands of years ago again. Huh? Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaalye that just been repaired——!" him, and pulled him up to the first floor.

"This is great! Professor Quirrell, if we have time, we can do it again! Enemies of Hogwarts! Look at my sword of justice!"

Downstairs, the wizards and other magic items who were also startled soon heard the shout of the armor again.

In the next half an hour, Quirrell pulled several magic items up to the first floor one after another, and it took another two hours to pull half of the wizards up. It wasn't until three hours later that they finally retreated. All the spiders stood still.At this time, even Quirrell felt a little exhausted.Fortunately, during this time, the second batch of reinforcements organized by the nobles arrived.And one of the reporters also went back with all their films, and brought a bunch of newspapers when he came back, but Quirrell obviously didn't have time to read them.

Now that it was approaching noon, it was time for him to take a rest, and the task of consolidating and expanding the results would be handed over to other wizards.

However, Quirrell's lunch was quickly interrupted.

"Professor Quirrell, after we chopped off the spider webs in front, we found traces of a magic riot..." Lucius was sitting in the rear, and the leader this time was Yvonne Carter, the number three Death Eater at this stage. Seid, he also knew that it was not good to interrupt Quirrell's meal.However, under normal circumstances, magic riots would only happen to minor wizards, which meant that a minor wizard was likely to be in danger, or even died. He couldn't hide such important news.

Sure enough, Quirrell immediately threw away half of the chicken sandwich in his hand - stuffing it into his mouth would not only make him look bad, but he might also choke on it, which would affect the battle, so Quirrell would rather be hungry.

Leaving four people to guard the stairs, Quirrell led the rest of the people to follow the traces of the magic riot, but in the end they found not the underage wizard of the magic riot, but the Hogwarts administrator. Gus Filch hides in the corner of an abandoned classroom with his cat in his arms.The violent magic that surrounded him was already weak, and if the rescuer was too late, he would have died at the spider's mouth.But even if they get rid of the spiders in time, the mana-draining administrators won't last long.

The magic spell of stabilizing magic power, energy potion and magic power recovery potion were poured into Filch, but everyone knew that this could only delay Filch's death time, and he still couldn't avoid death.It's just that the nobles know that Filch is a squib, but they are eager to know what makes a squib regain its magic power!It is absolutely impossible to be a threat from death, a squib is a squib, only a real underage wizard with magical talent can have a magical riot in the face of danger.And these little wizards are all on the list of Hogwarts, but Filch has never been a student of Hogwarts!

"Everyone get out." Although he still wanted to explore, no one dared to object to the Dark Lord's order. Besides, the Dark Lord knew the secret, and wouldn't the Death Eaters be the ones who benefited?Therefore, the nobles retreated obediently.

"Professor Quirrell, thank you for making me die like a wizard." Filch smiled at Quirrell, and he said to Quirrell with difficulty. At this moment, even breathing is already a kind of torture for him , "Please...help me take care of Mrs. Loris..."

"Okay, I'll take care of her." Mrs. Loris didn't jump out of Filch's arms, even though anyone could see that Filch should be holding her hard.

Filch smiled gratified and satisfied, and slowly stopped breathing...

Quirrell looked at the administrator of Hogwarts, showing an expression of crying or laughing: "Argus Filch, I lied to you."