Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor - Quirrell

At the beginning of the Christmas holiday, the headline on the front page of the "Daily Prophet" was Mrs. Longbottom's awakening, but on the last day of the Christmas holiday, in the same position, the front page headline was Mr. Longbottom's awakening and a family of four weeping with joy. picture.Moreover, unlike Mrs. Longbottom's situation, Mr. Longbottom actually clearly retained the memory of the brutal torture, and told reporters that he would testify against the Lestranges in court.

In the living room, Quirrell sat on the couch and read a newspaper, frowning.

"Lord, what's the matter?" Lucius was wearing velvet pajamas, a pair of plush slippers on his feet, and a pure white nightcap on his head - the first time he saw such an image of a platinum nobleman, Quirrell almost laughed Even now, whenever he sees Lucius dressed up like this, Quirrell's mood will suddenly improve.It's not just the cute-funny contrast of the outfit, it's a sense of pride and warmth.After all, it is impossible for anyone to be perfect, and that imperfect side will always be left to the closest people.Therefore, in some cases, perfection represents alienation, while flaws represent closeness and familiarity.

Quiro's eyebrows widened in an instant, and he stretched out his hand to Lucius. Lucius took his hand naturally, sat next to him, and took the newspaper.Although Quirrell didn't say it himself, and Lucius didn't ask, but Quirrell knew that Lucius must know that this matter was related to him.Sure enough, Lucius only glanced at the news on the front page before turning to the back.This doesn't mean that he doesn't care about this matter, but he knows that since Quirrell intervened without telling anyone, he should avoid it.

Platinum nobles are proud, even arrogant, but when necessary, they know how to advance and retreat.

Quirrell put his arm around Lucius' waist from behind, resting his head on his shoulder.Quirrell suddenly discovered a problem. He thought he was the third in Lucius's heart, but in fact he should be the fourth.Ahead of him are family, son, and the Dark Lord!Although he appears to be the Dark Lord on the surface, in fact, in Lucius' eyes, he will always be the Dark Lord first...

"Lord?" Although Quirrell lived in Malfoy Manor these days and lived in the same room with him, Quirrell didn't touch him.After all, Lucius is relatively old, and he is still in the early stages of pregnancy, so he must be careful.Although Lucius absolutely did not admit that he was old, he actually agreed in his heart, so he honestly didn't do anything to stir up trouble these days.But now it seems that the lord can't bear it anymore?

It's no wonder that Lucius always associates Quirrell's actions with colored behaviors. After all, the original Voldemort was a "playful" person, and Quirrell's body is young now.But the reality is that it is very likely that he only meets Lucius a few times a month, and as for the two of them staying overnight, it may not be once a month.As a man who was normal in every way, or more correctly, supernormal, how could he bear it?Lucius seduced Quirrell when he found an opportunity before, because he was afraid that he would find someone else because his desire could not be satisfied.

But now he can't even seduce, and he will be like this for the next six months. From Lucius' point of view, it would be hell if Quirrell didn't cheat.

Lucius' expression was complicated, he was making a difficult decision in his brain.But before he could make up his mind, Quirrell spoke.

"That Mr. Longbottom is lying."

"Huh?" Lucius, who was suddenly interrupted from thinking, couldn't hear what Quirrell was saying clearly.

"I once secretly visited the Longbottoms. Although their souls were damaged, the damage was so slight that it could be ignored, and it was not enough to turn people into idiots." What Quirrell didn't say was that Voldemort's main soul was only The rest of the scum still caused chaos, "They actually closed their hearts because they were too stimulated, which is a kind of mental illness. I gave Neville a bottle of potion and a ring. The potion can Erase their most painful memory, and the ring can allow Neville to wake them up. Therefore, the price for their successful awakening is to lose the memory of the most painful period."

This method is very simple, but because the doctors of St. Mungo's have been obsessed with the so-called broken soul, the Longbottoms have been in a coma until now.

Quirrell didn't tell Lucius about this before, on the one hand because he did it from the standpoint of a professor to help his students, on the other hand because he felt guilty and guilty, after all, this incident really hurt interests of the Death Eaters.After all, the Longbottoms and the Potters, as the two Gryffindor pure-blood families, also have certain influence, and the awakening of the Longbottoms will inevitably add two more generals to the Order of the Phoenix.

And now Frank Longbottom is not considered perjury in a sense, after all, he has indeed experienced the things he wants to prove, but he himself forgot.However, this time Dumbledore was able to get a forgotten Longbottom to testify, thus keeping the Lestranges in Azkaban forever.Who knew if he would take advantage of this and let more people who "forgot" testify, thus throwing other Death Eaters outside into Azkaban?Perhaps Quirrell is a little bit of a villain's heart, but Dumbledore is not a gentleman.

"Let Longbottom drink the confession potion in court, that will counteract the effect of the amnesia potion." Quirrell still hugged Lucius and whispered in his ear.

"Won't that bring Longbottom back to normal?"

"It's possible, but it's also possible that he fell into a coma again after a short testimonial. When the matter has a result, we will proceed to the next step." If Longbottom recovers, as the Dark Lord, Quirrell must give the Longbottom family a lesson.Of course he won't be like Voldemort, waving his wand and breaking into other people's homes in the middle of the night.You must know that the Death Eaters control the economic lifeline of the entire wizarding world, and Gringotts is now slowly being brought into the hands of Quirrell. In that way, the price of all the items purchased by the Longbottom family will only need to be increased by ten times, and it will not take long. The family is going bankrupt.

And if the situation is the latter, then becoming a living dead forever is his greatest punishment - after using the amnesia drug once, it becomes resistant to it. This is not Quirrell's intention, but the fact.Even if Professor Quirrell still wants to help his students, there is nothing he can do.

"Yes, lord. Can you let me go then?" Lucius patted his hand on his belly.

"Sorry, did I use too much force?" Quirrell was taken aback, and after letting go, he examined Lucius carefully.

Lucius turned around and put his hands on Quirrell's thighs. Whether it was intentional or not, his fingers just touched "something" lightly.Quirrell froze for a moment, and his face became a little abnormal.He is about the same age as Lucius in mental age, so he is not the kind of little guy who can't control himself, but people's physical needs are indeed not easy to control in many cases, or very difficult to control.

Lucius tore off his nightcap, and his long platinum-blond hair fell over his shoulders, so Quirrell's face was not only weird, it was already stiff.

"Lucius, it's not suitable now..."

"Shh~" Lucius raised a hand to Quirrell's lips, "some things don't work, but we can try others."

Quirrell watched Lucius open his mouth, and the pink tongue licked his own plump lips. Then, Lucius moved closer and closer, and the wet lips were printed on his chin, Adam's apple, collarbone, and then all the way to Down……

Quirrell felt dizzy, and when Lucius' head rested on his lower abdomen, Quirrell finally knew what he was going to do!Merlin!use your mouth? !He had only seen it in certain "scientific" films in the past.

"Lucius! Wait!" As a very traditional person, although Quirrell wanted to taste this kind of taste in his heart, he always felt sorry for Lucius.So, Quirrell forced his mind to go back, and put his hand on Lucius's head that was about to... "I want to use myself to satisfy your desire, and I don't want you to go to someone else." Lucius raised his head very seriously Speak to Quirrell.

Quirrell opened his mouth, wanting to say that he would not be such an impatient person, but he knew that Lucius was not someone who could be persuaded with a few words, and he preferred his actions to prevent problems before they happened.Rejecting now will not make Lucius feel better, but will make him uneasy.But enjoying it with peace of mind like this is not what Quirrell is like.He raised Lucius' chin and nibbled the tip of his nose: "Do you want it too?"

"Ok?"

"We can each other..." Quirrell's words stopped short, but Quirrell's hand had already reached into the pajamas of the platinum nobleman.

Lucius shuddered and gave Quirrell a satisfied and blurred wink, and he obviously agreed.

"Cough! Cough!" Just as the two of them were about to roll from the sofa to the carpet, the sound of coughing came to mind.

Quirrell instantly showed the power of his instant magic and wandless magic. The tattered newspaper he grabbed was turned into a long blanket by him, wrapping the half-naked nobleman from head to toe.

"Severus?" Fortunately, not Draco.

"Lord, Nagini is looking for you."

"Nagini?" It's a little strange why the snake girl is not lingering in the basilisk's den in winter, but ran to Hogwarts, but for Quirrell now, the big nobles are more important.So, Quirrell hugged Lucius who was wrapped in a blanket—the thing he was most satisfied with about the awakening of the bloodline was that now his power could easily hug the princess of the noble family.

"Severus, you can go back with me later." Quirrell can more or less guess why Snape, who doesn't want to be nosy, came to him. Now the shock brought by the snake girl's figure is not something ordinary people can bear of.Holding Lucius in his arms, Quirrell went upstairs briskly...