The Krab King Boss at Hogwarts

If nothing else, an accident is about to happen.

Just like a female driver stepping on the accelerator nervously, she will just scream with her eyes closed in a critical moment.

Neville was too nervous and lost control of his broom. Not knowing what to do, he rushed into the sky one step at a time, swinging wildly in the air.

It flew around in the air for a moment, going up and down, turning in a 360-degree circle.

The broomstick threw Neville off, and he fell to the ground hard, rolling over on the ground more than ten times.

Everything happened so quickly that no one could react and only had time to pay attention.

The incident happened suddenly, and Ms. Huo Qi was startled. She didn't have time to catch Neville who fell, and hurriedly went up to check.

"The wrist is broken, and the right leg is broken too! It must be treated immediately!"

She rushed to the infirmary with the injured Neville and warned the little wizards present.

"No one is allowed to control a broomstick privately, unless you want to be kicked out of Hogwarts!"

As soon as Ms. Huo Qi left, ridicule came from the Slytherin team: "Did you see how stupid that guy was scared just now? It's so ridiculous~"

The classmates in their own college were laughed at, but the little lions were still united, and they immediately started arguing with the little snakes.

At this moment Malfoy discovered something and picked up a small glass ball on the grass: "It belongs to that fool Neville!"

Natasha took a step forward, stretched out her hand, and shouted softly: "Bring it here!"

Natasha didn't have a good impression of the little wizard in the Snake Yard.

Dixon Foley, the fifth-grade student who once provoked Richard, made her a little hostile to the Snake Yard.

Neville was her little brother, just like Harry.

Now that my little brother's important things were taken away by someone he hated, as the eldest sister, Natasha naturally stood up without hesitation.

Only in this way can the prestige of the eldest sister be established and the younger brothers will always be obedient.

"Ha ha!"

Malfoy smiled nonchalantly, not caring about Natasha's words at all. Instead, he said provocatively: "I won't give it to you, just a country bumpkin from Muggle society!"

Malfoy's words not only despised Natasha's Muggle identity, but also mocked Natasha from a national level.

In the eyes of the wizards of the British Empire, the beautiful country with a history of just 200 years is nothing more than an upstart country with no foundation.

"Hmph! You're looking for a fight!"

Natasha snorted coldly, stepped forward quickly, clenched her little hands into fists, and her white and thin arms were unexpectedly strong.

With everyone looking at him in surprise, he punched Malfoy hard on the eye socket, creating a panda eye.

"Oh hello!"

Malfoy screamed in pain after suffering a sudden blow.

Covering his eyes, he took a few steps back, hiding behind the other little Slytherin wizards, and looked at Natasha with a little fear.

"Barbarian! Damn Muggle, Mudblood!"

Malfoy, who was hurt by the beating, was not to be outdone, and he said three quick words in succession.

Natasha was angry and wanted to punch again. Malfoy picked up the broomstick beside him in fear and rushed into the sky as if to escape, still holding Neville's memory ball in his hand.

Harry immediately caught up and rode his broom into the sky.

He remembered Draco throwing the Krabby Patty on the ground, and had been looking for an opportunity to teach Draco a lesson to make him understand the importance of food.

Hermione hurriedly stopped, trying to stop Harry who was disobeying the teacher, but Harry failed to stop him, and Natasha flew away from her into the sky.

Natasha shouted angrily: "I'm going to knock out your teeth!"

Mudblood!

She is not a novice and knows what this word means.

It is a very vicious insult that is contemptuous of Muggle wizards!

Richard once said very seriously: "If anyone dares to say such things to you, give me a hard beating. If you can't beat me, tell me!"

…………

In front of Professor Quirrell's office, Richard made a temporary appearance as a food delivery boy, carrying a box of Krabby Patties and a bucket of Coke knocking on the door.

Professor Quirrell opened the door, a smile on his round face.

Richard put down his things and looked at the other person's face, secretly thinking that the Krabby Patties were really nutritious!

Quirrell's originally thin cheeks became chubby, a double chin appeared, and he was visibly fatter.

This was only about ten days, and he became as fat as a balloon. This was due to Quirrell's huge appetite!

Three meals a day, three boxes of Krabby Patties, and three buckets of Coke!

In addition to being inactive, I have been staying in the office to gain weight.

Apart from doing no exercise at all in class, Richard watched Quirrell expand in a short period of time!

During this period of time, Quirrell has become the Krusty Krab’s biggest customer and received meal delivery service from the boss Richard himself.

The main reason is that this guy is too dangerous, I don’t know what he wants to do, and I don’t trust other people to come into close contact with him.

Professor Quirrell took a box of Krabby Patties, couldn't wait to unpack it, and ate it with big mouthfuls.

He wolfed down the food as if he hadn't eaten in a year. In fact, Quirrell had just eaten a box of Krabby Patties five hours ago.

It may not be fully digested and may still be fermented in the stomach.

"Professor Quirrell, have a Coke!"

Richard thoughtfully poured a cup from the Coke bucket he brought, and Quirrell took it and drank it in a generous gulp.

This large bucket of Coke is prepared for Quirrell alone, and it may not be enough for him to drink!

"Hiccup~~"

Quirrell rolled his eyes while choking, swallowed the food in his mouth, let out a long burp, and then picked up a Coke bucket and drank heavily.

After a while, I drank enough Coke and ate my hamburger.

Chiros stuck out his tongue and licked the sauce at the corner of his mouth, held his stomach with difficulty, and wanted to get up and take a walk.

Richard didn't want to let him go yet, so he silently took out a Krabby Patty and slowly pushed it towards the other person to test whether he would still eat it.

"..."

Quirrell was stunned for a moment, with a look of struggle on his face, obviously a little resistant.

Suddenly, for some reason, he changed his attention. He picked up the Krabby Patty and ate it. Then he pinched his neck to prevent the food that was pouring into his throat from spitting out.

"Professor, have another Coke and squeeze it down!"

Richard handed him a cup of Coke to help him digest food, just like fattening a pig. Professor Quirrell would never refuse.

"Professor Quirrell, you ate a total of 52 Krabby Patties, a bucket of Coke~ plus some chicken rolls, and consumed two liters of ketchup and salad dressing."

"Including my delivery fee, I will charge you a total of 19 gold galleons. Do you want to pay it now or on account?"

Big customers naturally have the treatment of big customers. Professor Quirrell can spend more than 50 gold galleons a day, so he naturally has some privileges.

"Hang... hang..."

The Crab Crab Burger reached his throat, Professor Quirrell was speechless, and Richard was considerate and wrote down something in his account book.

A certain month, a certain day, noon.

Chilo's credit is 19 gold galleons, the handling fee is 1 gold galleons, and the late payment fee for one day's delay is 5 copper nauts.

Satisfied, he showed a professional smile, grinning with eight white teeth, and posted a menu of Homiz on the door of Quirrell's office with a smile.

He didn't know why Quirrell was eating so hard, but he could tell that the other party was not willing, and it must have something to do with Voldemort.

He doesn't care about this, as long as Quirrell pays, he will sell as much as he eats.

As a restaurateur, he cannot refuse customers who like his food, and will offer one to any hungry person who comes to him.

In the office, Quirrell drank a tube of potion, and his bulging belly became smaller visibly.

The food in the stomach is quickly digested in a short period of time, turning the abundant nutrients into fat, which is stored in various parts of the body.

Get something real, weight!

After Quirrell had eaten, Richard sat upright and began to teach in confinement.

Quirrell put his hands on the table, stretched his neck, and stammered.

He was very sure that the person he was talking to now was not Quirrell, but the Dark Lord himself!

Mr. Fu is worthy of being Mr. Fu. He is a being who can become the Demon King. He has many brushes.

Richard was truly impressed by his profound knowledge.

Some people are great at teaching, but that doesn't mean they are great at teaching.

Some people are not great themselves, but their teaching ability is great. Teacher Fu is different, his strength and coaching are top-notch.

The lectures are from shallow to deep, and are linked together!

The content of the lecture was very interesting, the atmosphere was harmonious, and he also said some cute witticisms from time to time.

He imparted knowledge without any scruples, and dared to talk about anything that was against the law or discipline.

"How many steps are needed to kill an adult wizard?"

There is no need for Richard to think, Teacher Fu asks and answers by himself, it only takes one step!

"Avada~burp~~"

Quirrell hiccupped and cast the Unforgivable Curse on a dark moth in the office.

A burst of dazzling green light flashed, illuminating Quilo's bloated cheeks. The fine lines on his chubby face disappeared, and his face became rosy and shiny.

Under the power of the Death Curse, the moth burped in a second and turned into a puddle of ashes. The damage can be imagined!

"Clap clap clap!"

Seeing Teacher Fu who suddenly lost his temper, Richard was shocked. He immediately adjusted his mood and clapped his hands with "admiration" in his eyes.

"Professor Quirrell, you are so amazing!"

Quirrell paused for a moment, delayed 2 seconds on his face, showed a satisfied expression, and repeated the words in his mind: "Although it is said that the person who succeeds will die, it still depends on who casts it and who endures it!"

"If an ordinary little wizard used it on me, I would be slightly injured at most!"

"When faced with the Death Curse, don't panic, don't be overwhelmed, face it calmly!"

"The Death Curse is difficult to defend against, but it can be avoided! Keep an eye on the enemy's wrist and observe the subtle angle at which the opponent releases the Death Curse. Before it is released, it is very easy to dodge as long as you seize the opportunity!"

Teacher Fu taught conscientiously, and Richard nodded frequently like a little chicken pecking at rice, looking like a good student.

One teaches well and the other learns quickly.

Teacher Fu fulfilled his wish to be a teacher, and Richard gained knowledge that was difficult to learn elsewhere.

The teacher is "compassionate" and the apprentice is "filial". They are happy and happy, and the air is full of joy.

Teacher Fu kept talking and became addicted to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. He finally seized an opportunity and handed Teacher Fu a glass of Coke to soothe his throat.

"Professor Quirrell..."

Richard hesitated for a moment, and a hint of darkness flashed across his eyes: "Do you know anything about souls?"

He has been busy making Benming Homiz recently and has some ideas, but he cannot make perfect Homiz by himself.

You must be careful when touching your soul.

The number of Honming Homiz that can be produced is limited, and each one must be perfect and must be successful the first time!

Richard doesn't like ordinary items such as homies or animals, so he's going to go straight to the higher difficulty level!

Charlotte Lingling's Zeus and Prometheus are natural elements, and Homiz can give life to energy bodies.

What about the curse?

Can Homiz make the curse gain consciousness and soul and become a living existence?

The possibility of this made Richard itchy, but on his own, he would not be able to achieve this possibility in a short time.

At this time, the advantages of an academic like Richard can be reflected. It is normal for students to ask teachers for help when they encounter problems!

There are a lot of brilliant wizards in the school, many of them world-class, but there are only a handful of professors who can possibly answer his questions.

When it comes to who knows the soul best in Hogwarts, Teacher Fu is definitely the one!

Moreover, Teacher Fu is not taboo about meat and vegetables and is a conscientious bad guy. There is no pressure at all to talk about evil topics such as his soul. If Richard dares to go to Professor McGonagall, he will immediately receive ideological and moral education.

Richard could tell that Teacher Fu was attracted to him.

If Teacher Fu wants to make a comeback, he needs the support of qualified Death Eaters.

What teacher wouldn't be jealous of such an outstanding little wizard?

Sure enough, as expected by Richard, Teacher Fu became more energetic and said, "Homiz?"

Homiz is no secret. Homiz menus are posted at the entrances of the four college lounges, which once aroused the curiosity of the little wizards.

Ordinary little wizards can't see anything unusual, but knowledgeable wizards can detect that Homiz is different from those portraits.

There are many movable objects in the magic world, but objects that can speak, have consciousness, and have souls are very rare!

As far as Richard knew, except for the Sorting Hat, he had never seen other items similar to Homicide.

What is the Sorting Hat?

Created by four legendary wizards, how many things similar to the Sorting Hat have been created over the years?

A menu used to order food can have a soul. How could this not interest Teacher Fu!

The creation of Horcruxes is nothing more than dividing one's own soul and attaching it to items in a special way, so as to achieve the effect that the Horcruxes are not destroyed and the main soul is immortal.

Well now, a menu can also have a soul...

Teacher Fu possesses Quirrell, and in order to prepare for his comeback, he plans to abduct a few young wizards in Hogwarts to serve as a backup force for Death Eaters.

She fell in love with Richard from the beginning, and now she is even more interested. She has been looking for opportunities to talk to Richard about Homiz.

"Well, yes, it's Homiz..."

Richard nodded and casually stuffed his soul into a book.

I saw the book open automatically, and the pages on both sides were used as legs and feet, trotting and jumping crookedly on the ground.

Teacher Fu curiously picked up the anthropomorphic book and studied it with a focused expression. He clicked Homiz with his wand, and the magic power invaded it.

Teacher Fu frowned from time to time and his eyes were closed. He was worthy of being a former god of learning. When he was serious, he was not disturbed by the outside world at all.

Richard was bored. At this moment, two figures outside the window caught his attention. He saw the figure riding a broom, hovering between the towers of Hogwarts Castle.

"Harry? Draco?" Richard leaned against the window sill, smiling like an aunt.

"He chases, he escapes, he can't fly! It's so good to be young, to play chasing games in broad daylight!"