[Captain America+HP] The Shield Throwing Professor

Quirrell had all kinds of bad luck, lying on the bed covered with bags, his consciousness controlled by the Dark Lord began to struggle, and he was able to possess Quirrell, except that Quirrell was the most suitable candidate he found in the Albanian forest. The second is that he has planned for a long time and stored his magic power for a long time to launch an attack at the most suitable time, not only allowing him to possess Quirrell, but also controlling Quirrell's thoughts so that Quirrell thinks that he is his master.

Originally, what Quirrell pursued was to trace the traces of ancient magical creatures and find ancient magical creatures. Where there is any ambition to conquer the magic world, where would he listen to the Dark Lord's theory of pursuing power.This Quirrell is only interested in non-human creatures, just look at him holding his strange lizard, and because of this, when Quirrell saw the Dark Lord possessed by a python, Quirrell thought he had found it. The ever-sought creature.Who knew that this suspected ancient magical creature was actually a low-intelligence python possessed by Voldemort. The high-intelligence it exhibited was purely an act of reason that Voldemort had only.

Quirrell, who had been cheated of his mind, was finally cheated of his body. Quirrell, who had been under the control of Voldemort all this time, suffered a series of recent unfortunate injuries. His body suffered all kinds of damage, and his reason began to recover under the pain.

The voldemort version of Quirrell lying on the bed was lying on his side. Voldemort was cursing in extremely vicious words. He hated those brats to death. During the days when he was lying in bed, he kept thinking about what happened in the auditorium, and what happened to him afterwards. The torture he suffered after being sent back to his room.All of this was definitely done by those lawless little bastards who were spoiled by the damn old man Dumbledore. It must have been a prank arranged by them, so that he could get along peacefully in class The weakness of pretending from time to time, I hate the shabby festivals like Halloween the most.This group of bullying little bastards, after he recovers, must let them have an unforgettable Defense Against the Dark Arts class!

When he was thinking about how to intimidate the students in class after he recovered, suddenly his body twitched uncontrollably, Voldemort's consciousness began to blur, and he felt a very familiar voice calling, he was so uncomfortable that he finally thought of this. Isn't that the voice of Quirrell?The pain made him feel that his whole body was about to collapse, it was not easy to recognize this voice, and the countermeasure to solve this pain.He couldn't spare a sliver of reason to think at all.

[Leave...Leave...] Another soul in his body called out intermittently, his sanity was suppressed by Voldemort's magic power for a long time, such calls were unconscious.

Compared to Quirrell, it was just Voldemort's resistance after being relaxed and suppressed. After enduring the pain, Voldemort quickly took corresponding measures.The dark and broken soul of Voldemort in Quirrell's body had a pair of red eyes. He looked fiercely at the weak soul that belonged to Quirrell, and flew towards it without saying a word.

[Damn it, you were teased by a bunch of brats outside, you trash still dare to resist me now? ! ] Flying over to press down on Quirrell's bewildered soul, the dark aura on his body rolled towards Quirrell's soul, and Quirrell, who could still speak a few words, returned to his chaotic state soon after. state.

Suppressing Quirrell's soul, Voldemort regained consciousness while letting out a breath, his body stopped twitching, and he lay flat on the bed.Voldemort regained the control and controlled Quirrell, and Quirrell became the obedient and cowardly servant of the Dark Lord again. Quirrell propped up his painful body amidst Voldemort's curses, and looked around. There were no house elves. Appear.

The trembling Quirrell reported the situation to Voldemort who was still cursing endlessly. Voldemort stopped cursing and ordered Quirrell to take off his hood. He wanted to see the real condition of his body. He had been looked after by the house-elves since the Potions, not so much by Dumbledore as by Dumbledore.Voldemort couldn't believe that there was no house-elf guarding him today. Could this be a trap set by Dumbledore, why suddenly there were no house-elves around.

"Master, master, this may be..." The bewildered Quirrell hesitated, only remembering the pain in his own body just now, and he had no memory of other things, and regarded it as his great master's incompetence to him punishment.

Quirrell is still afraid now, for fear of being punished for saying the wrong thing.He didn't know that what happened just now was actually his own heroic resistance to Voldemort's occupation and control.

"Say something quickly!" Voldemort's attitude towards Quirrell is absolutely impossible to be good. After the violent incident just now, he already has the heart to eliminate Quirrell's soul and directly replace it.Reluctantly, his strength has not yet recovered, and the resistance of repressing Quirrell's soul just now consumed a little bit of mana. Voldemort had no choice but to continue to endure, to be patient with Quirrell, who was extremely obtrusive in his eyes.

"Today is Halloween, so the house-elves probably...probably serve the party." Voldemort was already crazy and irritable, and he stayed in the room for an unknown amount of time, but even if Chiquillo was controlled, he still didn't care much. More or less has the characteristics of Ravenclaw, carefulness is one of them.

It's a pity that Voldemort, who has already hated Quirrell, is not interested in these characteristics at all. Anyway, he will be eliminated sooner or later. They are just pawns that are just used and thrown away. There is nothing to care about or praise at all.At this time, Voldemort was only thinking of how to take advantage of Halloween, when Dumbledore was busy sharing sweet candies with his group of disgusting babies, to find a way to quickly recover his magic power.

Quirrell, who sat up, was uneasy. Voldemort on the back of his head had no time to care about him. He was planning how to choose the fastest and most suitable method to recover his magic power in Hogwarts, which had sufficient resources.The Forbidden Forest is a nice place, with a horde of unicorns in it, but Quirrell's an idiot going that far is bound to go wrong, and he's had enough bad luck lately.

Wait, isn't there a unicorn in Hogwarts?And it's still a little cub, not very vigilant, and likes to follow people like an idiot. Tonight's party is so lively, those little ghosts have no time to pay attention to this follower, he is waiting in the secret passage, and will be alone. it grabs. [Kate, who is feeling the sweet enthusiasm of everyone in the lounge, sneezes] [You: Are you sure you are talking about the popular Kate?not yourself?He always loves to follow Harry, often alone, and his vigilance is eaten up by other Horcruxes. 】

Don't dare to do anything, Voldemort decided to capture Kate tonight, and Quirrell, who has provoked Voldemort everywhere recently, can only agree with him.How can I say that this person has lived in Hogwarts for seven years and became a professor this year. They all know the procedure of the Halloween party at Hogwarts. Voldemort calculated the time. It should be the end of the party now. The professors probably left early or got a little drunk. The students were probably leaving one after another. Now is a good time.

Voldemort asked Quirrell to tidy up his clothes and wrap his head with the long turban. This time, no mistakes could be made, and the stupid lizard was absolutely not allowed to follow.Pushing open the office door, Quirrell looked left and right for a round of inspection. Voldemort also ordered Quirrell to pay special attention to the corridor leading to Dumbledore's office. The entire third floor was silent at this moment. Voldemort urged Quirrell to go to the side of the armor, and Quirrell hurriedly walked over, during which Voldemort scolded Quirrell and moved lightly.

There was a secret passage next to the armor, which could only be entered by using Parseltongue. This was accidentally discovered by Voldemort when he was in school. He had spent countless spare time on this third floor.At that time, Dumbledore was not the headmaster. The previous headmaster was a gentle old man. He was quite good for the studious and hard-working Voldemort. Voldemort often used the excuse of asking for advice, and often went from the cellar to the third floor. In fact, he was looking for his ancestors. The secret passage left by Slytherin and the legendary Slytherin's pet.

There was no time to recall the past now, and Voldemort never did such a thing that he thought was extremely stupid, only the weak would recall the past and indulge in their own memories.Walking into the secret passage, Quirrell was a little afraid of the dark aisle. He stretched out his hand and groped around the wall, hoping to find something like a candlestick. The flames were blazing, and the candles were lit, illuminating the dilapidated secret passage.

"Go ahead." Voldemort urged, he asked Quirrell to catch the unicorn cubs, not to take the idiots for sightseeing.

"Yes... yes, Master." Quirrell's pace was obviously quickened by Voldemort's impatient urging.

This secret passage can lead to the door of the auditorium, and Quirrell is waiting at the intersection. Voldemort believes that the unicorn cub will definitely follow Harry Potter and the Malfoy boy to the party, and now it has begun to end. Soon people began to leave the auditorium, and they waited patiently on the necessary road.Quirrell stood and waited according to Voldemort's arrangement, but his illness was still not healed, and he felt uncomfortable standing at the entrance of the secret passage. Quirrell, who had not recovered his physical strength, had some physical problems just now. At this time, his consciousness was actually very confused. , listening to Voldemort's instructions step by step in a daze.

Voldemort doesn't care about Quirrell's current state, he only thinks about how to taste the blood of the unicorn cub after he catches it, and how to devour Quirrell's soul after recovering his magic power, completely occupying his body .Voldemort, who was excitedly thinking about the future and dreaming, didn't notice at all, and he was almost fainting while supporting Quirrell.He only saw unicorn cubs coming out of the auditorium without any human companions.

"Hurry up, Quirrell!" It was a great opportunity, how could Voldemort miss it.He hurriedly ordered to do it, this idiot Quirrell moved too slowly!