The taste of male gods is very unique

Talking nonsense, Irina felt that Quirrell was unreliable, and it seemed that she had saved money for roasting sweet potatoes.

Just after class, Quirrell went down to challenge Snape, surrounded by everyone's enthusiasm!

Professor Quirrell came to Slytherin's office familiarly, and he tapped the door three times with his index finger very gracefully.

However, the snake girl on the stone door ignored him, and Snape didn't open the door. The students in the back row began to boo and laugh at Professor Quirrell.

Professor Quirrell blushed and hesitated in place, when the crowd exclaimed, "Professor Snape is here!"

Irina looked back and saw that Professor Snape's sallow face was full of impatience, and the frown between his brows formed a Sichuan character, which was terrible.

The worst thing to say is Professor Quirrell, he bent down the moment he saw Professor Snape, hiding behind Irina was really... useless.

Snape frowned deeply, pursed his mouth lightly and strode over and said, "Ten points will be deducted from Hufflepuff for gathering a crowd to block the door of the professor's office."

The Hufflepuffs hung their heads one by one, and the Ravenclaws didn't come at all, but asked the gossip-loving Hufflepuff to bring some news.

Irina thinks that Hufflepuff is really interesting, like a balloon that rises up when it is happy, and wants to burst when it is down, and wants to shrink back to its original shape when it is down.

Snape's face turned extremely gloomy when he saw the smile on Irina's face.Smiley faces like that shouldn't be given to a bunch of stupid Hufflepuffs.

The timid Professor Quirrell was frightened by Snape's aura, and his body shook like a sieve. Seeing this, Irina helped him up.

It's inexplicable to get a cold look from Professor Snape!Irina stared at him, "Professor Snape, Professor Quirrell is here to challenge you, will you accept it?"

Irina couldn't see that her expression at this time was just like a kitten waiting to be groomed, but Snape's eyes were flat but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Irina panicked from being teased by this laugh, and immediately kept silent, not saying any more.

Snape moved his gaze down to Quirrell who was hugging Irina's thigh, his voice was as cold as ice: "Professor Quirrell, I accept your challenge"

Hufflepuff cheered softly, and fell silent immediately. The atmosphere was momentarily oppressive and breathless. Quirrell stood up slowly, walked up to Snape and hammered her, "I'll wait for you by the Black Lake at three o'clock this afternoon."

However, Quirrell ran away in a grand manner, leaving the classmates who watched the fun looking at each other, with their mouths wide open, obviously unwilling to believe this fact.

Irina felt that this was a bad moment and turned her head to leave, but she pulled Snape hard and dragged him into the office.

"How did you sleep last night?" Snape sat on the sofa and stared at her with dark eyes.

"You have no right to ask." The questioning tone made Irina angry, and her tone became worse than ever.

With a faint light in Snape's eyes, he stretched out his hand to block Irina against the wall, and whispered, "I have no rights? Who has the rights to your little fiancé?"

Irina was so depressed that she opened her mouth and bit Snape's neck hard.

Instead of being angry, Snape smiled, and his deep, sweet laughter echoed wirelessly in her ears.

Irina pushed Snape away sharply and said in an unhappy tone, "Professor Snape, I have a fiance, you should keep a distance from me."

She left with her head held high.

keep distance?What an immature brat, he should have told Avada Kedavra when he faced a stranger just now, instead of reasoning with him.

"May you grow up, my little devil"

Through the gap, golden sunlight sprinkled over the majestic castle of Hallwarts. This ancient castle ushered in a lively scene that was not inferior to that of Quidditch.

The students waiting in the auditorium cheered loudly, and Professor Quirrell, the warrior on the field, bowed his unique big white teeth and said, "Thank you for supporting me."

The students in the auditorium booed and waved their hands to express their refusal, which made Professor Quirrell a little embarrassed.

Professor Snape, on the contrary, stood there as if asleep, motionless.

Irina glanced at him, and Snape suddenly moved. His black hair fluttered in the wind, and he pursed his lips and shouted: "Disarmament!"

Professor Quirrell was at a loss without his wand, right now!Oh my god, Professor Quirrell used his body to suppress Professor Snape, well done!

Hermione covered her ears and leaned towards Ron. Colin Creevey went crazy and kept explaining the professor's duel, occasionally hitting the ground with his fist.

On the field, Snape rolled and suppressed Professor Quirrell, and he called out a Tarantella dance, and Professor Quirrell's waist began to twist continuously.

The audience roared with laughter, the outcome was decided Snape turned and prepared to leave.

Professor Quirrell suddenly rolled over, picked up his wand, and yelled "fainted" to Assistant Professor Alfred, and the audience was in an uproar.

Snape immediately turned his head when he heard the sound, and when the white light of his wand was about to hit Irina, he pushed Irina away.

"Bang bang" Snape fell to the ground, and Irina, who had been watching the excitement, realized that she glared at Quirrell angrily.

Uncontrollable anger rose in Irina's heart in vain, and she put her arms around Snape's head.He took out a wand from his waist, and yelled "Deep Heart" at Professor Quirrell

Quirrell curled up on the ground with a painful expression, his eyes were full of disbelief, he was the winner.

As Snape fell, the audience chirped and discussed.

"Why is Professor Quirrell suddenly so powerful?"

"Hey, Quirrell just took advantage of Senior Irina, who doesn't know that she is Professor Snape's favorite"

"Then how did I hear that my sister's fiancé is Malfoy?"

"Hahaha, a young and rich person and an old, ugly and not stupid person will choose Malfoy"

Irina didn't hear the endless discussions around, and she took Snape away with a levitating spell early on.

Snape's eyes were tightly shut under the Levitation Charm, his wand still clutched in his hand, his cheeks looked like they could fit an apple, and his thin jawbone protruded like a black log.

All the way under the gaze of the students, Irina smiled back calmly, but her steps became faster and faster, and the smile on her face became more and more false.

It was inconceivable that the gossiping Hufflepuff would link him with Snape.

Irina pretended not to hear the gossip, and walked directly around the path, feeling a chill as soon as she entered Slytherin.

Without a password to Snape's office, Irina took him directly to Draco's room, a pale green room with gleaming furniture that made Snape feel out of place.

Irina put Snape on the bed, leaned over and grabbed Snape's big nose, she blocked all the vents with bad intentions, watched the man on the bed blushing, wait... Snape How did you wake up!

Irina smiled awkwardly but politely, her eyes erratically avoiding Snape.

"Why am I here?" Snape looked around, and this place was not his office because of its grandeur.

Looking at his face, Irina breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't seem to notice the stupid thing she did just now, she decided, "This is Draco's bedroom, I don't know your office password, so I have no choice but to take you to to here"

Snape put his hands on the pillow, sat up, and the light and shadow flashed in his eyes. He took out a woolen yarn from his pocket, put it on the gorgeous bed sheet and said, "Does it look good?"

"It doesn't look good," Irina replied without thinking, the green wool was still stained with scarlet, and the combination of red and green was abrupt and ugly.

The atmosphere fell silent for a while, Irina rolled her eyes and patted Snape's shoulder for a moment: "Don't be sad, it's actually quite interesting after watching for a long time."

Snape reached out to move the hand off his shoulder, and the instant he felt it, he knew Irina was doing well.

Seeing Snape staring at her hand, Irina raised it and looked at it for a long time. The white nails on her hand were neat.

"Black-faced God, why are you so dazed?"

Black face god?I haven't seen her in a year and she still likes to give people names like this. Snape suddenly remembered Irina's bird named Black Flutter, and frowned again.

Silence again!Irina really hates the feeling of talking to the air, just now when she handed her the wool, she was gentle like a fool, but when she said it was ugly, she turned into this ghostly look.

Irina obviously forgot her ugly father's respectful teaching, don't be angry and don't get angry, she was so angry at the moment, she directly squeezed Snape's big nose and muttered: "Please forgive me, I will let you go "

"Don't make trouble, Irina"

Snape's deep voice echoed in the empty bedroom.

"Obviously he didn't speak"

"Also said I was making trouble"

"It's unreasonable!"

Whether it's bearable or unbearable, Irina's subdued anger rose again, and this time she aimed at Snape's Adam's apple and bit hard.

Snape let out a muffled snort, half-closed his eyes, and his expressionless face made it hard to guess what he was thinking.

The author has something to say: lose the duel, win the lover haha