Archdruid of Hogwarts

Even ordinary people know that compared to staying up late, smoking and drinking, emotions have a greater impact on the body. There is a saying in the East: the cause of disease is Qi, and the disease enters through the mouth.

But now, Quirrell, who has faith, needs to manage his mood and his mouth.

nightmare? I have the favor of the Lord of the Void, and the nightmare is just a test for me by the Lord, a whetstone on my road to success. Without the sharpening of the soul, how can I transform from a soul to a divine soul?

As Quirrell accepted and embraced the Nightmare, he found that he began to master this special power.

And as he became more pious, more successful (perceived staged growth) and more confident, Quirrell's self-movation and self-encouragement gradually became on par with those legendary ascetic monks.

He became an astonishing glutton, eating more meals than Hagrid and ordering extra midnight snacks from the kitchen.

Fortunately, Dumbledore is rich now, otherwise just the increase in Quirrell's food money would make the headmaster miserable for a while, mainly because the school board would find it difficult to believe that Quirrell is a big eater. What's the stomach from another dimension? Eat so much?

Not only can Quirrell eat, but he has also gone from being occasionally crazy some time ago to being frequently crazy now.

People can always see him dancing. He himself says it is for digestion and fitness, but it is hard for everyone to believe that this is a normal behavior.

But when it comes to teaching, Quirrell has changed his past style.

Even George and Fred were forced to talk. Quirrell's teaching was sharp and rigorous now. The two of them were severely punished for being naughty not long ago, which was enough to remember them for half a year.

So the evil fire needed to be vented, so it was passed on to Draco.

The two agreed to Ron's request, and after receiving a favor, they reluctantly accepted Harry's thirty gold galleons research and development fee in order to teach Draco Malfoy an unforgettable lesson.

Entering April, Quirrell has become even thinner. To use a common saying, he is even thinner and out of shape.

Coupled with his fierce teaching style that is very different from the past and can almost rival the crazy Moody disguised by Barty in the original history, the little witches gave Quirrell the nickname "Skinned Skeleton".

Dumbledore also reminded everyone during a dinner to prohibit the spread of such nicknames and behaviors that humiliate professors on campus.

Quirrell is exactly what Ernie said, with such a strong sense of mission that his character is distorted.

Just smile generously at the matter and forget about it.

He now has a higher pursuit, is armed with a strong and sacred sense of mission, and sees himself as a saint who overcomes obstacles and overcomes obstacles.

Not to mention it's just a nickname, as long as it's necessary, you can be humiliated under the crotch, that's all.

And now, his skin is no longer nirvana, but dark blue, so he doesn't need makeup to play the role of an old corpse.

But even if the old corpse had eyes, they were empty. His eyes were unusually sharp and bright.

Especially at night, a red light the size of a pinhead shines in the core, which changes his temperament drastically and makes him look sinister and sinister.

Snape was startled by Quirrell like this.

In the past, he always pretended to be in front of Quirrell, grabbed Quirrell by the collar, or pushed him against the corner, and then said harsh words: "Don't think I don't know what you want to do, I can make it clear. I’m telling you, you don’t deserve to covet that treasure!”

The arrogant Slytherins are basically the same dick, and even their tone of voice is often the same.

On this day, it was another chance encounter at night. Snape once again pushed Quilob into the corner. Just as he was about to spray poison, he saw a ghostly face!

Quirrell lowered his chin and glanced up, staring at him with a half-smile.

The hairs on Snape's body suddenly stood up.

He quickly retreated and pointed his wand at Quirrell. And he shouted righteously in a low voice: "I suspect that you are possessed by an evil spirit!"

Quirrell was still smiling, and said leisurely: "Evil spirits? Although those kind of things are only worthy of being my food, they are smarter than you. They can at least detect me from a distance. Not easy to mess with."

Saying that, Quirrell stretched out his hand and squeezed it gently, ‘Crack! ’ The air was crushed, and the airflow formed by the energy impact swirled around, causing his clothes to swell and make a hunting sound, and a strange coercion escaped from him.

At that moment, Snape lost consciousness on the spot. He actually had a sense of déjà vu facing the high-spirited Voldemort...

Casting spells without a wand, extraordinary explosive energy. Quirrell flexed his muscles, causing Snape to lose sleep that night.

Snape thought that he was the leader among the pillars of the British wizarding community today. Whether it was potions or combat power, he could overlook the wizards of the next ten years, let alone those of the same year.

Now, Quirrell, a junior who is a few years younger than him, has successfully played the trick of "separating for three days and treating him with admiration".

"Power, the power of darkness!" Snape once turned to Voldemort's representative of the Snake House in order to pursue the power of darkness and a sense of identity.

But now, Quirrell's remarkable progress made him excited about the dangerous forbidden power again.

He admitted that love gave him wonderful feelings, but it also hurt his heart deeply.

More importantly, love makes him weak and timid, and he can only indulge in tricks and tricks.

Moreover, he is now just a loser who is addicted to the afterglow of love. He is lost, depressed, heartbroken, and his ending is destined not to be bright and beautiful...

So, what is he still holding on to? What are you afraid of again?

Quirrell naturally ignored Snape's unbalanced mentality. He was now full of subjective initiative. He even felt that his life in the past few decades had been in vain.

"The only thing worthy of recognition is that certain actions led to the encounter with my Lord."

On the night when Snape left in embarrassment, when Quirrell stood in front of Lu Wei again after more than half a month, he found that Lu Wei was trembling.

"How ironic. I used to rack my brains to crack this barrier. Now, when I have little interest in it, it opens for me as easily as my cousin's thigh."

There was a sneer on Quirrell's lips, and he left without looking back, and walked out with a step that was even more disowning than Snape's billowing black robe...

Quirrell was growing up rapidly, and so was Ernie.

However, Dumbledore's vision is rather sophisticated, or in other words, his words are poisonous and his words come true. Ernie's progress in attacking and damaging with spells is appalling.

The power of nightmares, which is quite good, turned into a character-testing power similar to the 'Tao Heart Demon Seed' in Ernie's hands.

Ernixin said: "Fortunately, I have a foundation in the Druid combat skill system. Otherwise, if I can't even learn the Shen Feng Wu Ying after so long, wouldn't I be laughed at by others?"

That's right, the textbook signed Half-Blood Prince in the bookcase of the Potions classroom has been obtained and copied by Ernie, and the spellcasting essentials of Shen Feng Wu Ying are naturally among them.

I have to say Ernie quite likes this technique.

He feels that this spell is one of the few HP-based spells that is not so girly and has refreshing, straightforward, and sharp attack characteristics. It is like wind blade cutting, but the power is changed from the wind element to magic.

However, he felt that he knew this technique very well, but he didn't understand this technique. If he couldn't learn it, he just couldn't learn it.

For this reason, Hermione also became his teacher, preaching: "You lack the understanding of the flexibility characteristics of this technique."

Flexibility, you shovel, I want to be more rigid. If you talk to me about flexibility, doesn't this mean that my understanding and the principles of the technique are completely different? Ben Xiong expressed dissatisfaction!

Nightmare Power has similar characteristics.

The power of distortion and destruction. He failed to grasp the essence of this nightmare power commonly used by N'zoth and Xavius, but derived the ability to create dreams from it.

Dreaming is not dreaming.

You can’t help but dream, and even if many of the scenes in the dream seem familiar or appear repeatedly, you still cannot escape the fate of fragmentation in the end.

Dreaming, or building a dream, is controlled by oneself. It has a routine and a systematic way to create a dream.

This dream is a weaving of memory information and spiritual power, which can be a complete world.

As its details continue to be improved, and as its system gradually takes shape, it is becoming another existence that keeps pace with the Heart Universe, the Dream Universe.

What's so valuable about it is that it's built in the subconscious...