Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor - Quirrell

There were screams outside the door, obviously the unlucky vampire had already started to bask in the sun.Although knowing that guy deserved what he deserved, some people still wanted to close the door of the living room, but looking at Quirrell's gloomy face, no one closed the door in the end...

"Carterside." With the screams as the background, Quirrell began to issue orders.

"Yes, lord!" Carterside, whose legs were a little numb, immediately endured the uncomfortable numbness of his legs after hearing Quirrell's voice, and straightened his body as if waiting for orders at any time.

"Tell Fudge, I want to see him, at my manor." Quirrell took a glove from his pocket and handed it to Carterside, which was an inspiring Portkey to the Dark Lord's manor.

"Yes, Lord." Carterside took the gloves with both hands, and stepped back from the living room respectfully.

"Estor."

"Yes, Lord!"

"I want to meet your patriarch." Quirrell handed Estor his other glove, "before nine o'clock." Grindelwald can go out and wander around near noon, it makes no sense that the patriarch of the Estor family is here Couldn't get out in the morning.

"Yes, it will be arranged as soon as possible."

"Belen, inform the newspaper office..."

Lucius looked out from the master bedroom window, watching the death eaters rushing away.

"Lucius." The call sounded behind him, Lucius seemed to be startled, he turned around slowly, and Quirrell looked at him with a wry smile, "I'm going to the manor you prepared for me, I can't think of it, It turned out to be the first time going there under such circumstances. Do you want to get up with me?"

"I should avoid suspicion about this."

"Because you are the father of your children? But, you don't need to take refuge, and now, I need you." Quirrell reached out to Lucius, Lucius hesitated, and put his hand in Quirrell's : "lord..."

"what?"

"If it's an emergency, it's..." Lucius bit his lip, his voice was a little fuzzy, and the circles of his eyes began to turn red, "I understand the importance of miracle light, and the children can still have it."

"Don't try, Lucius." A smile finally appeared on Quirrell's face—a bitter and tired smile, because he knew that the Platinum Aristocrat's words were of course not true. For him, family is the most important thing. He can even betray Quirrell when the safety of Rucker and Mikael is necessary, let alone just a recipe?From the voluntary abandonment at the beginning to the "statement of position" just now, it is actually the great nobles' retreat. If Quirrell really makes him avoid suspicion, or reveals that he even wants to give up Drake, then Lucius turns around. Will be the successor to Severus.After Snape, the highest-ranking traitor within the Death Eaters.

"Lord, I am sincere to you!" Lucius wanted to refute something, but was hugged by Quirrell: "I love you, and I love our children. Those who do evil will be punished. Our children And we'll get home safely..."

"Avada is too kind to them." Lucius was no longer the tragic look of "sacrificing his life for righteousness" just now, his blue-gray eyes looked at Quirrell almost fiercely.

"I know that Malfoy's family has a complete book of curses, and many of the curses in it are 'interesting', so we will have a group of test materials that pass the quality test. Those blood races will regret their strong vitality." Quirrell kissed Lu The corner of Hughes' lips, the current Lucius is the real him.

It was the cell that was transformed from an unknown cellar. His Majesty Grindelwald expressed regret to Drake that there were no diapers in it, but he generously pulled out his suitcase from under the bed—he couldn’t do it if he wasn’t generous. , The smell of those unknown objects made by Mikael's children is getting stronger and stronger. As long as those things can disappear as soon as possible, why don't you be reluctant to donate a few clothes?

And Draco was a Malfoy, he had a good eye for choosing clothes, even for diapers.He chose Grindelwald's favorite pajamas, none of them. Although the style of the clothes is not beautiful or trendy, the texture is soft, breathable and sweat-absorbent.Because Grindelwald also forgot where he bought this pajamas, he couldn't find it when he wanted to buy it again, so now there is only this one.

"Mr. Grindelwald, can I just choose a piece of pajamas?" Drake's pronunciation focused on "one", and he stretched out his fingers pitifully, making a "one".Grindelwald, who originally wanted Drake to change, swallowed his words abruptly. Could he still be reluctant to part with "one piece" of pajamas?Even if that's his favorite...

Draco walked away with a smile on his pajamas, and made a grimace as soon as he turned around. Does this mean that he defeated the former Dark Lord? It's so cool.

Grindelwald originally thought that the episode would be over. He sat back in the chair and read the book, but after turning three pages, the smell still lingered in his nose.Grindelwald looked up and saw Mr. Malfoy, who was still extremely shrewd just now, holding his poor pajamas in the same way that a Spanish bullfighter in the Muggle world held his cloak.And the other little Mr. Malfoy was still lying...in it, and the younger one was obviously impatient, but he didn't cry like the other children, but started kicking vigorously.As a result, his little ass and the poop on his legs were thrown everywhere with his movements.

"Mr. Malfoy, what are you doing?" Apart from appearance, Grindelwald knew that his heart was old.If he encountered such a situation when he was young, he would definitely be furious, but up to now, no matter whether he was "calculated" by Drake, or after Mikael polluted the air and polluted the residence, what he feels is only funny.It's like how ordinary old men feel when they see children making fools of themselves.

"Change the diaper." Drake swallowed, trying to avoid another wave of attacks from his brother.

"Really?" Grindelwald's voice was terrified.

Draco gritted his teeth, he really wanted to refute it, but he knew that he could never change Mikael's diaper by himself - obviously he saw his father and Professor Quirrell do it, why did they do it so easily, and did it by himself It's so difficult—and the current state is not good for Mikael, so for the sake of his brother, Draco can only bow his head: "Mr. Grindelwald, can you help?"

"Of course." Grindelwald put down the book with a smile.

15 minutes later

"You said you would, Mr. Grindelwald."

"No, I didn't say I would. Just answer 'of course' when asking for a favor."

"..."

The chubby Mikael was held by two big hands, and he was wrapped in a white shirt from the waist down, which was obviously not the pajamas that Draco had chosen in the first place.The owner of the big hand is naturally Gellert.Grindelwald, his undisturbed blond hair is now in a messy bird's nest, his beige shirt is wet and chunky, and two small pale yellow footprints can be seen near his lower abdomen.Next to him, the platinum prince Drake is obviously in no better condition than Grindelwald.

As for the bed where Draco and Mikael woke up, two clothes can be seen lying on it. The specific tragedy... It is better to put a Marseille card on it to prevent the people who see it from having psychological shadows.

"Merlin, a little baby, how can there be so much excrement?" Grindelwald regretted many things in his life, but he never thought that he would regret for a little baby who couldn't walk yet.

"Wow, wow!" Grindelwald's voice hadn't finished yet. Mikael, who hadn't cried no matter how hard the two of them tossed him, suddenly writhed his body and burst into tears. Toss away.

"What about him?!"

"He's hungry and Mikael only cries when he's hungry."

"So... I suddenly thought of a question, why don't we call the cell service?"

"Cell service?" Draco had only heard of room service, and this was the first time that he had cell service.

"Of course~"