Archdruid of Hogwarts

To say that Quirrell is really pitiful now.

Troubled by nightmares, he did not connect the cause with the wooden thorn that pricked his feet, but thought it was the sequelae caused by Voldemort sharing his body with him for a long time.

To be more specific, it is a psychological illness in the context of some kind of neurasthenia.

If you are sick, you must treat it.

Qiluo understood the truth, but he didn't dare. With Voldemort parasitizing on him, how could he dare to go to the hospital for examination?

Fortunately, as a traveler, Quirrell also has some skills to take care of himself, including some folk remedies with voodoo characteristics.

Wizards have also gone through a process of progress from primitive barbarism in the early days to technology being king in the later stages.

Modern wizards are actually more appropriately called blood mages.

Bloodline is the threshold, and technology is the means to improve the relevant level.

From this perspective, voodoo is more inclined to chaos theory and can be called the idealism of the mind.

The fact that it has been able to last to this day without completely dying out means that it still has certain merits at the technical level.

Quirrell used voodoo methods to treat himself, which did have some effect at first.

At the same time, he also learned some tricks of his own.

He found that as long as he avoided random thoughts and tried not to let distracting thoughts breed, the situation would get better.

Under this premise, Quirrell even achieved the effect of rest to a certain extent through meditation and false sleep.

However, once night falls, his theory will be greatly challenged, especially at midnight and on the eve of dawn. In any case, falling asleep at these two times will definitely cause problems.

In desperation, he could only adjust his schedule and even his teaching methods.

In the evening, prepare lessons and make teaching props.

During the day, catch up on sleep once you have more time to relax.

During class, try to arrange artifact teaching and self-study as much as possible, with less interaction between him and the little wizard, including lectures.

He persisted like this for another week. Quirrell thought that the nightmare had gradually gotten rid of him, but on this day, the nightmare broke out again.

It’s really not Ernie’s fault. In fact, Ernie and Quirrell are in the same boat.

It's just that Ernie seems to be staying in a high-level ward, pretending to be sick but actually having a lot of fun.

Quirrell, on the other hand, was as if he was sick in a prison cell, trapped internally and externally. It didn't take long for the child to be tortured to the point of becoming inhuman, and he felt as if his vitality had been exhausted in advance.

It was so bad that both Harry and Ron were a little distressed. Harry even said at a party lunch: "Even if Quirrell was the one who wanted to kill me, I never thought of making him so miserable!"

Hermione even asked Ernie if he was manipulating it, so he should let Quirrell go. It was really too bad.

Ernie told the truth: "I admit that I did it in the beginning, but he brought it all on himself in the end. The antidote has always been deep in his heart. He can't let himself go, and I can't help it."

Although this is true, it seems to be excusing.

The nightmare is a spiritual version of rheumatoid arthritis, bone hyperplasia, chronic pharyngitis, and gout.

Anyone who can get these diseases means that their living conditions and habits basically have no possibility of cure.

With Quirrell's temperament, which clearly offends thinking more than drinking and lust, Voldemort's words can persuade him to obey his orders, so how can he possibly get rid of the entanglement of nightmares?

The tiger's bench-like periodic increase in weight made Quirrell a life-sufferer who couldn't sleep every day.

He has super panda eyes, his face is pale and bloodless, his skin is dull and lusterless, he steps on the clouds, he walks swaying, and he is always in a trance.

That haggardness will make anyone with a little kindness feel heartbroken.

Ernie actually felt that it was quite miserable for Quirrell to be tortured like this.

But there are two things that make him different from other young wizards and even professors.

1. Ideology, he hates European and American white leftism.

What is the source of suffering? Isn’t there any clue?

After years of collecting wool, and then giving out a trivial amount to engage in charity, and intoxicating yourself, this is not called great love, this is called hypocritical benevolence and righteousness.

The most ridiculous thing is that the people below were successfully converted into patients with Stockholm syndrome, and they actually followed suit and advocated charity.

This group of people is really incompetent. I don’t know the essence behind my own superior life and the welfare payment of my own country.

And still very innocent, like flowers in a greenhouse.

In twenty or thirty years, when refugees from the Middle East teach me how to behave and feel the pain, I will feel better.

All in all, Ernie felt that he was more aware of the bad nature of human beings and the true face of human civilization, instead of just being intoxicated in the brilliance of civilization and unable to extricate himself.

Some people say that your soul is a little dark.

No way, he didn't grow in a greenhouse.

At best, he was born in sorrow and died in happiness.

He believes that at least in his generation, wealth can last forever because he has a sense of urgency and will not commit suicide.

2. He refuses to give superficial mercy and kindness, thinking that it is just a kind of self-impression.

Many people thought Quirrell was pitiful, but how many people actually reached out to help him?

Also, does Quirrell need more sympathy and pity than others?

Ernie didn't think so.

Ernie believed that other people's expressions of sympathy were a great irony for Quirrell.

It seems to be saying: Look at how miserable you are, you idiot. Professor Tangtang already needs sympathy from underage children.

Real help does not come from looking at the other person like a wounded squirrel.

What's more, Quirrell doesn't deserve sympathy.

And Ernie deeply felt that he had given Quirrell suffering, but he had also given him salvation.

Quirrell's vitality lies in how he finally solves the nightmare problem.

Become a dog to Voldemort and die without a burial place.

The righteous side will not forgive Voldemort's most loyal minion.

Voldemort would not tolerate anyone who had seen him at his weakest and miserable side.

Therefore, the original historical Quirrell must have died in an ugly way.

But giving him Ernie as a dog would give him a chance to get a not bad ending.

Because when he started his business, he was eager for talents. Even if it is a piece of toilet paper, it can be licked early enough to make people remember its goodness.

Ernie had been paying attention to Quirrell's performance.

He found that Quirrell, who entered the new stage, did not have the problem of suddenly losing control of his emotions in the first stage.

From a pathological point of view, this is a terminal illness.

The previous one was like a person feeling pain after being injured, with characteristics of resistance. Now I have no feeling at all. It’s up to the doctor to decide whether it’s time to amputate...

From this perspective, not dying is the truly terrifying thing about nightmares.

The horrors of the Old Ones are like this. Death is a kind of relief, especially a quick death. It can be said to be the luckiest ending for offending the old ones.

To be more serious, Quirrell can no longer be said to be alive now.

At least he is getting further and further away from the person he used to be who loved to travel, had pursuits, and had no lack of ambition.

The nightmare distorted Quirrell's mind, and the world in his eyes began to become strange.

It's like being under an illusion and all normal people turn into hideous monsters, but in reality it's not that serious.

The vivid description is similar to looking at the person on his front legs and looking at him secretly, only to find centipedes coming out of his eyes and entering his nostrils. This kind of thing!

It's so weird and has a horror style that Quirrell can't accurately judge what the other person is hiding under his normal skin.

Everyone within sight is the enemy!

Quirrell feels that he is the only normal person living in a strange country, and he lives cautiously every day, walking on thin ice.

At the same time, Jiu Bao has become a bitch, and Quirrell has begun to embrace nightmares to a certain extent.

The nightmare still tortured him to the point of death, but afterward, he found that his magic power seemed to have improved, his mental power had become stronger, and his control over magic power had significantly improved!

Secretly happy! for this unexpected gain.

pride! For his tenacious quality.

But in the eyes of an extraordinary person like Dumbledore who has keen perception and rich experience, Quirrell has obviously embarked on a very bad path, a deep, gloomy, mysterious depravity. Something is wrong and bad. I can’t say it specifically.

Dumbledore had never seen anything like this before Quirrell.

So he naturally thought of two situations.

1. Voldemort’s sinister methods.

2. The weird darkness that Ernie felt at the entrance to Eton Park.