Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor - Quirrell

Dobby was picked up by the neck like a rag doll. He trembled like a quail in the cold wind. Running away, unable to even utter a decent scream, only a "cluck" from the throat...

"Bang!" Dobby was thrown out, his big head hit the wall, then bounced to the ground, and bounced on the ground twice before he finally stopped moving.But he didn't die, he just fainted.

Lucius had stood up from the ground, but he didn't walk towards Quirrell, but stood there in fear and guard, watching the man who walked out of the wine-red liquid at the moment the cauldron exploded.Except that the hair is still black, Lucius can't find a trace of "Qiluo" from him, scarlet eyes, a nose that is not exaggerated but straight enough, slightly pale pink lips, and a black goat. The long horns became thicker, the red wings became wider, and the red scales almost covered his entire upper body, so the smooth and pale hands without scales became more conspicuous, I don't know if it was an illusion , a certain murder weapon sleeping in the grass seemed to be a little bigger, a thick tail full of red scales swayed around his calf that seemed to be covered with two red scale knee pads.

The changes in his body did not make Lucius care. After all, there were no more grotesque ancestors than Quirrell in the Secret Realm. What frightened him was Quirrell's scarlet eyes, which looked at him. It's like watching prey...

Lucius stood there with his wand hanging down to the ground. He only knew the general effect of Quirrell's potions, but he didn't know whether Quirrell succeeded. After all, he didn't come out by himself, but was thrown out by Dobby of.But Lucius didn't dare to ask, and didn't even dare to move, he was afraid that any slight movement and sound would make him suffer the same or even worse fate as Dobby.

Suddenly, a bang sounded, and Kaka, the elf who managed the secret environment and was also Dobby's boss, jumped out with a bloody head: "Master Malfoy! Dobby... ah!!"

Before he finished speaking, Quirrell, who moved quickly, had already kicked Kaka away, and the landing position was beside Dobby.But Quirrell, who kicked the elf away, didn't stop, he still rushed towards Lucius!Fortunately, he didn't pinch Lucius' neck, but just squeezed his shoulders with both hands, quickly pushed him to the corner, and pressed him against the wall.

Lucius' shoulders ached from being pinched by him, and he couldn't help closing his eyes and moaning due to the huge impact.When he opened his eyes, what he saw was Quirrell's enlarged face at close range. He didn't talk about temperament, but only said that the original appearance of Quirrell could only be regarded as "average handsome", but now his face is already a well-deserved "devil king". "Are.At such a close distance, even the platinum nobles who knew they were in danger could not help but lose their minds because of his face.Of course, it was only for a short moment, and soon his serious intoxication was replaced by bitterness, because at this moment, he was more willing to return to the former lord.

Lucius, who was ready to be beaten, suddenly realized that this was not the case. After pressing him against the wall, Quirrell did not beat him, but first sniffed him with a confused face, and then simply Hold him directly in your arms, rubbing against him suggestively.Lucius suspected for a moment that Quirrell was joking with him, but when he saw Quirrell's eyes, he finally understood what was going on with Quirrell - there was only desire there, like a beast in heat.And Quirrell is now a beast dominated by instinct!

Dobby broke the crucible ahead of time, but only his body dominated by instinct woke up because he felt the danger. Quirrell's soul was still sleeping deep in the spirit, and it was still unknown when he would wake up.Worst case scenario, may never wake up...

Lucius didn't know what smell on his body stimulated him to go into heat, but since the situation had already happened, running away or resisting would only irritate the other party and lead to cruel treatment, so it was better to choose to cooperate and protect himself and his child better.

Quirrell's head was still dizzy, and his body was filled with a violent heat that was eager to vent, which made him subconsciously move his waist twice, but he still couldn't find the entrance.The irritability finally escalated into anger, Quirrell roared, lowered his body and opened his eyes, and then he saw Lucius who was frowning, trembling and moaning!

"Merlin..." All the strength in his body disappeared in an instant, and Quirrell felt the arms supporting his body soften, and he fell to one side dangerously, so as not to press Lucius.

"Lord?" Lucius looked at him sideways for 2 minutes before calling out softly.

"Yeah." Quirrell opened his eyes, gently hugged Lucius into his arms, grabbed the nearest and largest piece of rag, and covered Lucius' back, "Did I go in?" ?”

"No."

"Sorry, sorry." Quirrell kissed Lucius' forehead and cheek, and kept saying his apology.

Lucius closed his eyes and didn't say "it doesn't matter". Although Quirrell was also Quirrell physically, in essence, Lucius was only one step away from being raped by a strange beast.Anyway, the current Dark Lord will tolerate all his willfulness, so let's take all your anger on him!Hugging Quirrell with his backhand, Lucius gently lifted a scale on his back. Quirrell trembled in pain, but seeing Lucius closed his eyes with aggrieved expression, he could only swallow his groans into his stomach. While concentrating on consoling his lover, he relaxed the strength on his body so that Lucius could easily remove the dragon scale...

Of course, although the hard scales were not so easy to peel off, when Lucius finally let Quirrell go half an hour later, the position on his waist also became bloody.As a result, Quirrell felt that he deserved what he deserved, but Lucius felt distressed. Regardless of Quirrell's obstruction, he retrieved his snake staff and cast about a dozen healing spells on Quirrell's wound until he couldn't even see a trace of blood. give up.

"What to do with them?" Quirrell brought the two elves over after Lucius was finally satisfied not to cast healing spells on him.

Lucius woke Kaka up, and the weeping elf's punishment was a week's ban from work—the most painful punishment for a house-elf compared to roasting his own head in the oven.Keeping elves from working is like keeping fish from swimming in water.

Kaka knew that he had committed a felony, so although his tears and nose kept flowing, he still accepted the task.As for the other, Lucius was less merciful.Lucius gave the elf a magic spell, and then floated it above the lava, and Dobby woke up at this time.

"Master Malfoy, Dobby is a bad elf, Dobby knows his mistake, Dobby admits it!" Because the spell Dobby can only use his eyes and mouth freely, so he confessed his mistake to Lucius, but his eyes were fixed on Is it the Dark Lord—in addition to fear, hatred, and fear, he also has firmness and fearlessness?

"Dobby, why do you want to kill me so much?" Knowing that Lucius would not let Dobby go, Quirrell wanted to satisfy his curiosity before Lucius "sentenced".

"Answer, Dobby." Dobby could ignore Quirrell's orders, but he couldn't resist Lucius's.

His mouth was twisted and opened wide, it seemed that he was fighting against the power of nature and contract, but in the end the fight failed, and Dobby howled in a shrill elf voice: "Because the mysterious man hurt the old master! Even if In the face of death, the old master will always smile, but every time after being received by the mysterious man, the old master will hide in the study and cry! The mysterious man should die! Damn! Damn! I want to get a piece of clothing! Leave the family and kill the mysterious man !" Dobby had served three generations of the Malfoy family, and he was Abraxas' elf nanny.

In the messy secret room, the screams of the elves were extremely ear-piercing. If there is regret medicine in this world, Quirrell must drink it for himself, and then Lucius will deal with Dobby as he wants, and he will not say a word .But even in the magical world, there is no regret medicine...

Dobby's final fate was to walk into the magma under the order of Lucius.But his hysteria did not disappear from the minds of Lucius and Quirrell.

Although he knows that Quirrell's feelings for him are true, but every time he thinks that Quirrell had a relationship with his father, Lucius still occasionally has bad associations——Quirrell's true love is for himself, Or is it just an empathy?While it was a law that couples who loved each other had offspring, there was no law in the world that would not be broken if the Dark Lord wanted it.

And after Quirrell knew the relationship between Voldemort and Abraxas, he really couldn't continue to leave Abraxas alone—not that he wanted to take both father and son, let alone Abraxas. Dead, even if not dead, Quirrell is really not that powerful.He just felt that since he inherited everything from Voldemort, he should give him and Abraxas an end.Even if Voldemort is gone now, even if all that remains of Abraxas is a portrait with memory and magic power, and he himself needs peace of mind...

"Lucius, take me to see a portrait of your father."

"Yes, Lord."

Using two slightly larger pieces of cloth into two robes, Quirrell and Lucius walked out of the lava chamber, and as soon as they went out, they opened the room on the right.The still life here is a feasting hall, a couple of men and women and men are dancing on the dance floor, or eating food at a long table full of rich food, while talking about interesting topics, obviously the portraits of the ancestors of the Malfoy family All kinds of entertainment facilities are complete.

The arrival of the current head of the Malfoy family and the current Dark Lord made all the people in the painting stop their movements.They are all good at observing words and expressions, so of course they know that there is something wrong with the faces of these two people.

"Where is my father?"

"Wait a moment." A Malfoy said as a representative, and then all the men and women in costumes left the huge portrait quietly, and at the same time as the last person exited, a door opened, and Abraxas Mal Foo walked in with the unique graceful steps of the Malfoy family. He walked all the way to the nearest place and stopped when he changed from a full-length portrait to a bust. At this time, he was already a full-length portrait of the same size as an ordinary person.

"Lucius." Abraxas nodded to his son, pursed his lips lightly, bent down and saluted Quirrell, "mylord."

Quirrell's body visibly shook, and his heart throbbed in an instant, but it wasn't him who really hurt.Quirrell sighed softly, he felt very weird now, half of his soul was deeply trapped in the pain of missing emotions, but the other half was just a sentimental spectator, although he was sad for the other half, it was impossible to be personally on the scene.However, in the current situation, rational spectators cannot end the previous relationship, so Quirrell decided to delegate power and let the parties involved resolve it.

"Lucius, don't leave." Quirrell knew that the following conversation would cause Lucius a lot of misunderstandings, but what caused him to leave now was not a misunderstanding, but a rift, so Quirrell would rather let Lucius be fair to attend.Taking a deep breath, the red eyes that had just returned to black not long ago were filled with pain, remorse and affection, but the words that came out of her mouth were not gentle words of love, but cold questioning: "I'm like a fool, everyone We all know that you have been sick for three years, and only I know the truth after your death...Since you have that confidence that I will take care of your son after receiving that letter, why don't you have the confidence that you are alive, we still have a chance When will you tell me the truth?"

"Is it useful?" Abraxas asked softly.

The Dark Lord's eyes seemed to be bleeding instantly, and his roar was suppressed and low, Lucius, who had been standing beside him, had to take two steps back and stand behind him: "Abraxas Malfoy! "

"When you received my gift, you should still think that I am still alive? Then please recall, how did you consider the relationship between me and you at that time?" Abraxas's voice was slightly trembling, Because after he asked, he clearly saw that the other party who had been questioning him confidently was suffocating. Although he had guessed it a long time ago, but now he got the side confirmation from his expression, and he was still very sad.

He knew Tom, and even when he became Voldemort, he was still Tom.That proud boy is tolerant to strangers and subordinates, but he is more harsh on the closer he is. One betrayal will not be forgiven forever—unless he dies.

"Then, why didn't you tell me the truth at the very beginning?" The Dark Lord was not as aggressive as before, and his tone seemed to be dying.

"Are you really so obsessed with the truth? But no matter what the truth is, the ending is unique. Following father's order and choosing a marriage that is beneficial to the family is already doomed."

The Dark Lord gasped for breath. He wanted to find something to deny Abraxas's words, but in the end he failed. He couldn't even find a single word that could be used to refute... In the end, he just He could stare at the other party, but the previous aura had disappeared without a trace. At this moment, His Majesty the Demon King is like a wronged child.

"So, are we wrong from the beginning?" Dumbledore said that he didn't know love, and no one had ever loved him.He scoffs at the notion of Dumbledore's love, but deep down, he's always cherished the one and only love of his life.

"Yes, the heir to a famous family and a poor boy with no money... If I were willing to give up everything, then maybe we would have ordinary happiness. But for Malfoy, family is above all else."

The conversation of Abraxas shocked the two (three) people present. No one expected that Abraxas would deny it so decisively. Quirrell was even horrified to find that Voldemort, who was swallowed by him, showed signs of backlash , while secretly thinking that good people are not rewarded, Quirrell is about to regain the initiative.

Abraxas continued: "But I never regret it, I love you, whether you are my Tom or Voldemort, I love you very much."

Tears of blood dripped from the blood-colored eyes. The Dark Lord stood in front of the portrait and raised his head. Abraxas smiled, and white tears dripped from the cheeks of the portrait.Two doomed lovers exchanged their last kiss—a kiss full of oil paint.

"Goodbye, my Tom."

"goodbye……"

Back in the corridor again, Lucius tentatively called, "Lord?"

"Hmm." Quirrell held his hand tightly, "It's not Tom, and it's not Voldemort."

The Malfoys are all smart and cunning guys, and Quirrell must have seen something, both him and Abraxas, but because they are smart enough, this secret will still be buried in their stomachs forever.

Sure enough, Lucius also clenched his hand. Just when Quirrell was full of joy and thought that Lucius had really identified him, the platinum nobleman suddenly fell into his arms.But it's not a seductive embrace, but...

"Lord, Saint Mungo, I seem to be giving birth."

Quirrell was shocked, and sent Lucius to St. Mungo's at the fastest speed. Of course, a man had a caesarean section to give birth. After two bottles of potions, the platinum noble's belly was completely gone. In Luo's arms, there was an egg about the size of an ostrich egg.Seeing that Lucius had exhausted a lot of energy and fell into a coma after all, Quirrell, who was finally relieved, began to think again, what did Lucius really notice about the sound of lord in the corridor?Or did he ask him for help because he already felt something was wrong?

However, no matter what the reason was, he couldn't ask, and even if he asked, Lucius wouldn't answer him—it's really not easy to be Malfoy's lover, Quirrell frowned while holding the egg.