There's something wrong with this Hogwarts

Chapter 141
Quirrell looked around and saw that from Lucius to Snape, from McGonagall to Flitwick, the eyes of all the professors were wandering and thoughtful.

Who is Harry Potter?

Savior!

Most importantly, he is still a child.

What evil can a child have?
Harry's words are very credible.

There is also the Muggle-born Hermione Granger, she is smart, clever, and a natural academic master. She has won unanimous praise from Hogwarts professors within a few days of school.

Professors like good students.

What's more, she has no grievances with Chilo, so there is no need to lie and frame her.

Professor McGonagall pushed up his glasses.

there is only one truth!
Big... At night, Quirrell only felt cold sweat and cold hands and feet.

What's wrong with this world?
Why is everyone pushing me?

You suspect that I am a dark wizard, I admit it, after all Avery is fanning the flames, it is normal for some people to doubt.

But you can't doubt that I'm a shit stirrer!
There are many strange gentlemen in this land.

But more normal people like me!
"Quirrell, hold on!" Voldemort's eyes lit up, and he thought of a good way to break the situation.

"Admit this, and everything you do will be explained!"

Voldemort said excitedly: "For Draco, you fight to the death with the dark wizard. For Draco, your wand points to Lucius. For Draco, you kill Avery to avenge him."

"Because you love him."

"Back then, Dumbledore told me that love is the most powerful force in the world, bar none."

"In the past, I don't believe it."

"Ten years ago, Harry's mother cast an extremely ancient consecration spell on him. I failed to cast Avada Kedavra and was rebounded. I was seriously injured and dying, and had to linger in the Albanian forest."

"I learned from the pain, carefully pondered the flaws in the action, and finally realized that Dumbledore was right."

"Love, in a sense, really is the most powerful force."

Voldemort laughed: "As long as you admit that you love Draco, then everything can be explained!"

Love is unreasonable.

You said that what I did was wrong and unreasonable?
Then what do you want to say?
I love Draco, and it's normal for me to do anything abnormal.

"Love has the most amazing power in the world, it can turn black into white, white into black, good into evil, fat into thin, selfish people into giving , the timid person becomes brave and fearless..."

Voldemort said with emotion: "If you show your love, no one can refute you."

"It's just a small sacrifice that needs to be made."

"It's not a big problem."

Voldemort comforted: "Anyway, those dozens of little wizards and the professors in front of them are determined to treat you as that kind of person. Whether you admit it or not will not affect their perception of you."

Quirrell: "..."

Master, I can't answer what you said.

"Actually, it's okay not to admit it." Voldemort suddenly changed his tone: "I'm sorry to admit it, it's normal, they think you are shy, but they believe it even more."

Quirrell was silent.

Co-authoring me is completely regarded as that kind of person by you, right?
Dozens of people looked at Quirrell with mysterious, curious, clear, understanding and admiring eyes. Quirrell's two thumbs were shaking wildly in the shoes, digging out a four-bedroom and one living room.

This is so hard.

Quirrell looked down at the ground, wishing there was a crack in the ground for him to crawl into.

Even today, his body can go out alive, but his soul is also dead.

The magic world is small, and when the professors heard about it, they would tell their relatives and friends as a joke after dinner.

Got onychomycosis... What Quirrell meant was that when a wizard told his friends about it as a joke, the momentum was overwhelming.

What's more, Quirrell looked at Professor McGonagall.

There are women!
Old women spread news countless times faster than men!
Gender talent cannot be forced.

Lucius opened his mouth and watched Quirrell hesitate to speak, he hesitated to speak, with an angry face, he waved his hand, but finally did not speak.

Come on, this evil fate.

Lucius' body trembled, as if he had aged ten years.

Fortunately, it doesn't matter if Quirrell is perverted, and Draco is innocent.

Lucius didn't want to deal with these nonsense things, he just wanted to save his son, and then cross the ocean and leave this country.

Regardless of the war between shit stirrers and black and white wizards, Lucius is unwilling to intervene.

In order to get away, he was even willing to contribute his family wealth to Hogwarts in exchange for Mark's support.

"Mr. Principal, please." Lucius asked Mark for help.

With the support of the Malfoy family's wealth, Lucius' face is not insignificant.

Mark nodded and waved his wand.

"Malfoy is coming!"

In an instant, Lucius flew up with Draco, and they collided.

Lucius burst into tears, my son is fine!
"As for Avery..." Mark originally wanted to teach the Hogwarts students a good lesson in Gaunt's old house, letting them fight a large number of dark wizards and experience the feeling of the battlefield.

Unexpectedly, the black wizard is going to die, and there will be nothing left before he fights.

More than 200 dark wizards were defeated by dozens of Hogwarts students, which made Mark dumbfounded.

The original sharpening plan failed, but the plan can not be completed, and the black wizard must die.

That is the evil wizard that Simpson and his friends picked out after thousands of choices. It really fits the three words of black wizard.

It's not a petty theft, it's not a last resort, it's not trying to ride a wall to get one's way, but a real and decisive villain who treats human life like nothing!

What?You said that Hogwarts students also kill without blinking an eye?

Mark laughed.

That's right.

Good people must be more vicious and vicious than bad people in order to punish those villains!
Mark pointed with his wand.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The dark green brilliance fell on Avery overwhelmingly.

When an ordinary wizard uses Avada Kedavra, the power is closely related to their own magic power and the killing intent in their hearts. Every Avada is powerful, but it is not a death curse.

Only by successfully killing four targets and doubling the power of Avada Kedavra, can he claim to kill even the gods.

However, in this world, there is no God.

Only legendary wizards.

Mark cast Avada Kedavra himself, which was very powerful, but a magic fell on Avery, and Avery couldn't resist, fell limply to the ground, and his consciousness collapsed.

In Avery's arms, Tom applauded fiercely and cheered for Mark.

Good kill!

This shameless person who gave the Dark Lord the Cruciatus Curse and shouted long live the Dark Lord should have died long ago!

One or two is fine, and I will give it at every turn, Tom can't bear it!

Avery's death, Tom said, he was happy to hear it, he was very happy, the whole world celebrated, and he rushed to tell the story.

It is called Xida Puben for short.

Mark put his eyes on Quirrell, how to solve him?What a headache.

"As the principal of the greatest magic school, I have always treated all teachers and students in a fair, just and open manner."

Mark is righteous.

"Professor Quirrell's words are incredible and inexplicable. I don't know whether to believe him or not."

"After all, I'm not a sage, I'm just an ordinary person, I will eat, sleep and go to the toilet by myself, and I will be deceived and even make mistakes."

"Next we vote openly, and the minority obeys the majority."

"Professors present, make a choice for Quirrell."

Mark looked merciful.

"Let me make a statement first. I am abstaining. Tell me your thoughts."

Snape's face was gloomy, as if he had jade disease.

Are you fair and just?

You raised and lowered your stick when you killed Avery, but you didn't discuss it with us!
Playing democracy now, right?

Snape understood what Mark meant in seconds.

At Hogwarts, those who don't understand the meaning of the headmaster can only be ordinary professors.

Their four principals are not only highly skilled in magic, but the key is to be human.

"Mr. Headmaster, you know me." Snape raised his head, looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, and there seemed to be a glimmer of light in the corner of his eyes.

"Now I am successful and famous, master of potions, head of Slytherin, attracting worldwide attention."

"However, there is only one love word in my life that I can't bear."

"So, I am still single and lonely."

Snape whispered: "Quirrell's love is not normal, but it is real."

"I can't bear it."

Snape knew very well that Mark was very particular about face.

Whoever doesn't give him face, he will make everyone lose face in the future.

Mark asked everyone to speak freely, and the minority obeyed the majority, so he had to make up a reason.

The other three deans are equally wise and understanding.

Professor McGonagall raised his hand and wiped the corner of his eye.

"People are too old to listen to these sensational things, principal, I beg you, let him go."

Professor Sprout also said softly: "We women are soft-hearted and can't bear love. What Quirrell did is wrong, but the crime is not deadly."

Flitwick stroked his bald head.

What the hell, Snape centered on love, and the older professors knew the wound in his heart.McGonagall and Sprout have irrefutable gender advantages, so what excuse should I use... the reason?

Flitwick was sweating, unable to figure it out.

Hogwarts is headed by Mark, followed by Dumbledore.

Although he has retired to become a librarian, the threat of death is still there, let alone a legendary wizard?
The core of wizards is mana, and their positions are all jokes. There is no such thing as a cold tea... unless someone is cold, no one will be recruited.

Below are the four principals.

Now, after the three deans had finished speaking, all eyes were on Flitwick.

Flitwick didn't speak, and other professors had no right to speak.

Flitwick was so anxious that he narrowed his eyes and searched carefully.

Finally, he found the answer from Snape.

Snape clenched his hands into fists, index fingers outstretched.

Flitvier is to the soul, I understand!

"Sir, you know, I've been single all my life." Professor Flitwick recalled his own sadness.

"What blocks love is not identity, economy, family, age, gender, but body shape."

"My body shape basically bid farewell to love."

Flitwick's voice was full of emotion: "But I am full of longing for love, I hope you can forgive Professor Quirrell once... for the sake of love."

The word love is too heavy.

After the four deans had finished their speeches, the professors below were scrambling one by one.

They are scruples about the four deans, but not their colleagues.

"Moving Qi Deai!"

mark:"……"

If anyone thought of this, it would be better to sing Qi Delong Dongqiang.

"Mom, I believe in love again!"

The corners of Mark's eyes twitched. Even if the relationship between Quirrell and Draco was true, it was a shit-stirring thing, and it had nothing to do with love.

Oh, the female professor shouted, it's all right.

"Quirrell can't die. He still owes me fifty Galleons. If he's dead, who will I ask for my debt?"

I don't know who spoke with a smell of copper, Mark shook his head, a dignified Hogwarts professor, only fifty Galleons, what a big deal, and it deserves to be taken to heart?

It's a pity that Hogwarts has a lot of professors who smell like copper.

After the first professor made a loud noise, someone followed immediately.

"What? Quirrell asked you to borrow money too? I also borrowed him fifty Galleons!"

"And me and me. I think everyone is a colleague. Although fifty Galleons is a lot, it's only a month's salary, so it's hard to get away with it."

"Damn it, how many people did he borrow money from!"

"Bastard Qilo is not a human being. He cheated and cheated us into hundreds of Galleons and ran away. You pay me back my hard-earned money!"

"Hahahaha, it's a good thing I was short of cash and couldn't borrow it, otherwise it would be miserable now."

"Hundreds of Galleons? There must be more than that. There are only a few dozen of us, and the total is nearly a thousand. There are still a lot of professors outside. Since Quirrell borrowed money from us, it is impossible to let them go!"

Just now, when the four principals spoke with tenderness, it was as if the love of heaven and earth was rippling in a secret room.

Later, a professor mentioned that Quirrell had borrowed fifty Galleons, and the furious ordinary professors immediately drove Ai away with the smell of copper.

In front of money, feelings are nothing!

Fifty Galleons, the professors worked hard for a month to earn, which is a lot of money.

All the professors stared at Quirrell, they needed Quirrell to give an explanation.

Quirrell: "..."

Don't look at me, look at what I do, look at me, I have no money.

The money was given to the leader of the dark wizards, and Quirrell could not return the money to the professors because of the unbreakable oath.

Otherwise, the unbreakable oath will be violated, and the only way to die is.

If you pay back the money, you will die, if you don't pay back the money...it doesn't matter if you don't pay back the money.

"The one who owes the money is the uncle." Voldemort laughed loudly: "You are curious about Luo, no one will kill you now."

"Only when people are alive, can they repay the money."

"People are dead, and they can't get a nat!"

Quirrell never expected that the debts he owed at the beginning helped him build an indestructible golden body.

None of the creditors wanted Quirrell dead.

"It seems that you have come to a conclusion." Mark said, "I am a very democratic person. Whatever conclusion you come to, we will come here."

"Quirrell is exempt from capital punishment, but there is a problem that must be satisfied."

Mark pointed at Draco.

"Workplace romance, you know, there can only be one of the two parties."

"Draco is still young and needs to study at Hogwarts, so..."

"Qiluo, submit a resignation application, and I will approve it immediately."

Quirrell nodded quickly, as long as he didn't die, let alone a resignation letter, he would be happy even if he didn't need money to work at Hogwarts.

"Second, you borrowed a lot of Galleons from your colleagues as a Hogwarts professor, and the money must be returned."

"IOUs are useless, let's make an unbreakable oath and promise to pay back the money within a month."

"It's only right and proper to pay off debts."

When Mark said this, the professors gave thumbs up and praised.

As expected of our good principal, he worried that we would be wronged and asked for the bill for us!
Quirrell swallowed.

What can he do?

He is also very desperate!

Dozens of professors have a murderous look on their faces, and you look like you can't leave without taking an oath, and Quirrell can only swear in tears.

"Master, you must help me."

"Without your help, where would I get five thousand Galleons!"

This time the money must be paid back.

bound by a magical contract.

If you don't pay back, you will die.

(End of this chapter)