There's something wrong with this Hogwarts

Quirrell sneezed hard.

The weather hasn't gotten colder, and I haven't caught a cold, why do I keep sneezing today?

"Professor Quirrell, your body is too weak." Madam Pomfrey said with a worried face, "You are not very old, you can't go on like this!"

virtual?

Who is wrong?

Quirrell laughed, how could I be hypocritical, I was just too deeply affected by the negative energy of the Dark Lord's remnant soul.

Smiling and laughing, piercing pain filled his body, and Quirrell couldn't help curling up, trembling, and sweating profusely.

He wanted to cry out in pain, but Madam Pomfrey was by his side, so for the dignity of a man, he could only grit his teeth and hold back.

It was all considered false, if a bit of pain was unbearable, Madam Pomfrey casually gossiping with people outside, even Quirrell would not be able to wash himself away by jumping into the Thames River!

As for women, Quirrell has never seen one who doesn't gossip.

In the future, when the Dark Lord is resurrected, he will become one person under one man and above ten thousand people. If the Death Eaters under his command whisper, saying that Quirrell is weak, he can't bear a little pain, unlike men.

How could Quirrell have the face to frighten his younger brothers?

What's the point of being in front of the leader who can't shake the younger brother?

"Heal quickly!" Madam Pomfrey cast a spell, but it was useless.

She raised her eyebrows, fine, man, let you see what I'm really capable of!

After Madam Pomfrey's careful observation, she came to a conclusion.

"Professor Quirrell, did you make an unbreakable oath with someone and then failed to keep it?" Madam Pomfrey asked, "I suggest you complete the content of the oath as soon as possible. It's just a normal pain now, and it will become more and more painful in the future. until it hurts you to death."

Unbreakable oath?No.

Wait... there seems to be.

Quirrell's face turned green.

What the hell, broke into the zodiac last night, made an unbreakable oath with the leader of the dark wizard, and gave him five thousand Galleons after saying it.

However, he was so busy that he was attacking Lucius and attending class, so Quirrell forgot about it!

"Hogwarts is the greatest school of magic in the world, bar none." Madam Pomfrey tried her best to persuade her, "You are a professor at Hogwarts anyway, and you are considered a respectable person, so what do you look like without talking? "

"It will not only embarrass you, but even Hogwarts will lose face."

"Go and fulfill your oath."

Quirrell was kicked out of the medical room, and he drew his stick and looked around in a daze.

Although the world is big, there is no place for me, Qi Luo!

Five thousand Galleons, this amount of money is too huge, why should I keep my promise!

Why?What about the staff?

Quirrell wanted to cry.

The wand was taken away by Harry Potter!

"My salary is forty or fifty galleons a month, and I will pay back the money by my salary. I will work for ten years without eating or drinking!" Quilo's eye muscles twitched. It didn't take ten years. If this rhythm continues, it won't take long for it to cool down!

The unbreakable oath, since its inception, no one can break it.

Those who disobey will die.

"It's impossible to work part-time." Quirrell fell into deep thought. No one is rich without a windfall, and the fastest way to make money is of course no-cost business.

Zero investment, high return.

"When the Dark Lord is resurrected, what is a mere five thousand Galleons? Let alone five thousand, even fifty thousand is not a problem at all!"

Under the fear of death, Qi Luo's eyes flickered fiercely.

He thought of a good idea, but it offended people a little.

However, as long as there is the protection of the Dark Lord, Quirrell is not afraid of anything!

If you offend, you will offend, come and bite me!

Quirrell rubbed his face fiercely with his hands, and walked back to the medical room.

"Professor Quirrell, why are you here again?" Madam Pomfrey didn't want to deal with people who didn't mean anything.

"To tell you the truth!" Quirrell looked up to the sky and sighed, "I've been a little tight recently, can you lend me fifty Galleons and pay you back next month when I get paid."

Madam Pomfrey: "..."

To be honest, she really didn't want to borrow it.

But seeing Quirrell pleading all over his face, and thinking about his colleagues, he refused to affect his relationship. When the news got out, people thought I was stingy.

Let it go, Quirrell has an iron job, Hogwarts pays money on time every month, and never defaults. He has enough financial ability to repay the debt.

Just borrow it, sell him a favor.

Borrowing fifty Galleons from Madam Pomfrey, Quirrell was full of energy.

A good beginning is half the battle!

Quirrell walked out of the medical room. By coincidence, he happened to see the flying professor Huo Qi wandering around.

"Professor Huo Qi, I'm Quirrell, I teach Defense Against the Dark Arts." Quirrell smiled and said awkwardly: "I just became a professor and want to buy something, but I don't have enough money, can you borrow five dollars?" Ten galleons, and it will be paid back after the salary is paid next month."

Hooch: "..."

A dignified Hogwarts professor, a senior talent, is short of money?

The big joke of slipping the world!

Huo Qi took out the money boldly: "Use it first, don't worry."

Quirrell's face was flushed, and his heart was surging.

He pursued the victory and visited all the professors at Hogwarts.

English people generally don't borrow money from others, and they have to grit their teeth when they are poor or in distress.

Quirrell suddenly jumped out to borrow money, and the professors couldn't do it anymore.

The vast majority of professors borrow, given the colleague friendship.

As a Hogwarts professor, the brand is too strong. Everyone is thinking, it's only fifty Galleons, can he still pay it back?

Qi Luoxi, ecstasy.

After living for decades, he never thought it would be so easy to make money.

Buying without money is good!

Borrowing the whole of Hogwarts, Quirrell wants to wander around Hogsmeade village.

There were quite a few people living in that wizarding village, and as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, it shouldn't be difficult to borrow money.

Unfortunately, he was stopped by the janitor Filch.

"Principal Mark just issued an order that all teachers and students are strictly prohibited from going to Hogsmeade."

"Ah? Why?" Quirrell was anxious.

"I heard that the professors are going to give the students a remedial class." Filch said, "It should be that Principal Mark thinks that the young wizards are too poor, and they will embarrass Hogwarts."

Quirrell: "..."

Their level is poor, what am I to be hanged and beaten?

Spicy chicken?

Since Principal Mark has ordered, Quirrell can't do anything about it.

It's just so distressing, I feel like I've lost [-] Galleons!

Forget it, try to earn some mosquito legs.

"Mr. Filch, can you lend me fifty Galleons." Quirrell said, "I will pay you back when I get paid."

Filch: "..."

Your dignified professor borrowed money from a janitor.

Do you want to face?

"Sorry, I don't have any money."

Quirrell doesn't believe it, Hogwarts includes food and lodging, and you don't have a wife. How can you not save money if you can eat enough for yourself and the whole family is not hungry?

Don't borrow, don't borrow, don't lie to me.

"I did not lie to you."

Filch sighed, and he waved, and the cat, Mrs Norris, jumped into his arms.

"Keeping cats is too expensive. Cat food, litter boxes, cats climbed on litter boards, and often broke things and made me lose money. My salary is not high..."

The reason was too real for Quirrell to refute.

Thinking about the money is almost enough, Quirrell walked to the auditorium with a smile on his face, his bad mood disappeared, his appetite improved, and he wanted to reward himself with a big meal!

I am a genius wizard who earns five or six thousand Galleons a day!

what?

borrowed?

Nonsense, obviously earned.

I, Quirrell, borrowed money with my ability, and I don't intend to pay it back!

The Dark Lord will be resurrected soon, and whoever has an opinion at that time, I will bring him to argue in front of the Dark Lord!