Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor - Quirrell

The inside of the crack was dark and damp, and the strong salty smell in the air made him nauseous. The rough ground under his feet made it impossible for even Lucius to maintain his noble steps.Soon, the gap turned into a narrow passage, but this did not improve the situation, the smell of damp became heavier, and there were no steps in this natural upward passage, in order to follow Quirrell's footsteps, Lucius had to hold his white-gloved hand against a wall covered in seaweed, moss, or something else—it felt awful.

"We came at a good time, because after six o'clock in the evening, the sea water will rise, and at least half of the entrance will be submerged. Although it is cold and humid at this time, at least we will not let us get wet." Quirrell noticed Lucius' situation , he didn't expect to come to this place in person, it was much worse than what he saw in memory.But since he has already entered, it would be too contrived to go back on his word.

Lucius shuddered at the thought that he might have jumped into the icy water in his velvet robe on an autumn night.Compared with swimming, the current situation is indeed much better.However, is this the Dark Lord comforting him?Lucius was a little uncertain. In fact, ever since he knew the existence of Quirinus Quirrell, whether it was Professor Quirrell, who was suspected of being a Death Eater, or the current Dark Lord Quirrell, he would take it seriously. not allowed.

He may, indeed, have returned...

Quirrell clicked his wand, and seven clusters of fist-sized fluorescent lights emerged from the tip of the wand one after another, surrounding him and Lucius, illuminating their dark feet, and making the air around them dry and warm stand up.

"If you still feel cold, you can hold one." Quirrell lit one of the light clusters with his wand.

Lucius' face was a little hot, he was already a 36-year-old man, but it felt like the Dark Lord still treated him like a 17-year-old boy, even a boy as old as Draco.Could it be that the Dark Lord not only regained his sanity, but also only restored his memory to when he was in his 40s?

However, Lucius didn't hate this feeling, after all, no one would hate being pampered.But how long can this warmth last?The Dark Lord who went crazy once, wouldn't he go crazy a second time?

Lucius sounded the alarm for himself. He is not one of those little guys who can't hold himself back after a little warmth. No matter what the purpose of the Dark Lord's current behavior is, he needs to always keep in mind the identities of both parties—he He is a believer, follower, subordinate and servant of the Dark Lord, and he must do what he should do...

The two continued to move forward in silence, and Quirrell often needed to stop and wait for Lucius—although the great nobleman was well maintained, he obviously lacked exercise.It took about 10 minutes, and finally a little artificial trace appeared in front of their eyes, which were a few steps.

Through the steps, they came to a huge cave.

Quirrell walked to the center of the cave and stopped. While trying to find his memory, he felt the subtle fluctuations of magic in the cave.Finally, he confirmed a direction, walked towards the bare cave wall that looked no different to Lucius, waved his wand, and the outline of an arch appeared on the cave wall, but it only flashed for a moment, and then the outline disappeared. Immediately disappeared.

Quirrell froze for a moment. He confirmed that the correct magic had just been used, and the entrance should be open for him, but it didn't now!Is it because of his soul relationship?But since he can activate the Dark Mark that only responds to Voldemort, and Harry's soul protection spell also repels him, it means that his soul has inherited everything from Voldemort except madness.

So... the flesh?Or, is it blood?After all, the name of this body is Quirrell, but if there is a problem with the blood, why can he use the Parseltongue that marks the inheritance of the Slytherin blood?By the way, Harry can also speak Parseltongue, if this is the effect of soul infection.So... the Slytherin rumors are wrong!It's not that all Slytherin's blood is Parseltongue, but it should be the other way around, because for some unknown reason, all Parseltongues were born in Slytherin!

Soul and blood, what exactly is the source of magic power?

Because of a magic failure, Quirrell stood there and fell into very serious thinking about magic theory.

On the other side, Lucius didn't know what happened at all, so he could only stand there in this gloomy place, not daring to speak, not making any big moves, not even putting a warming spell on himself—here It was too cold, and the seven light clusters gradually became useless.

Therefore, when Quirrell also regained consciousness due to the cold, it was already two hours later. At this time, the nobleman could no longer care about his image, and was trembling while hugging his shoulders.

This temperature is not so unbearable for a grown man if it is outdoors.But in this damp subterranean cavern, it won't take long for the cold moisture to penetrate into the bones...

Fortunately, they were wizards, otherwise Quirrell was not sure whether he and Lucius would suffer from rheumatism or something like this because of this trip to the cave.Dozens of spells were thrown on him and Lucius by Quirrell. Slowly, the body temperature began to rise, and the joints gradually regained control.

"Please forgive my incompetence. I still need your protection at this time, Lord." Lucius saluted, and Quirrell raised his eyebrows. He didn't understand why he just walked through a passage. The estrangement in his heart became deeper, should he speak more clearly?

"With me, you don't have to be so cautious."

Lucius felt his heart pounding, not because of joy but because of surprise - Malfoy represents the beauty passed down from generation to generation, and the huge wealth accumulated from generation to generation, these two points are very important to any wizard. The powerful attraction is obviously the same for the returning Dark Lord. After all, his former wealth has now been confiscated by the Ministry of Magic...

So, is this the purpose of the Dark Lord?

Although it was painful for Lucius to sell his body for the sake of his relatives and family, it was not difficult to accept.But the question is that he is 36 years old now, would the devil be interested in a 36-year-old man?Then, "obviously" the Dark Lord has only one purpose - the huge wealth of the Malfoy family.

With a bitter smile in his heart, the expression on Lucius's face was extremely honored, even flattering, and he saluted gracefully: "Great Lord, your servant is flattered by your kindness, and I would like to repay it with all I have." Your favor."

Quirrell, this...what the hell happened?Why did he try so hard to get close to Lucius, but the result was that he ran farther and farther away?

With a helpless sigh, Quirrell turned around and continued to deal with the door.

The space behind the door is hidden, even if the stone wall in front of you is broken, you can only see more rocks.Therefore, to unlock the magic, Quirrell can only use the most barbaric method he has ever left behind-blood.

Lucius watched Quirrell suddenly raised his left arm, and then swung the wand of his right hand down, but nothing happened?

"He didn't want to hurt me." Quirrell looked at his nanmu wand dumbfoundedly, then stretched his left arm towards Lucius, "Give me a cutting curse, or some other spell."

Without further ado, Lucius cut... his own left arm.

"If it is possible, let your lowly servant bleed for you." Whatever the purpose, Lucius couldn't raise his wand to the Dark Lord, so all he could do was to bleed himself.

"..." Quirrell felt that this date had a wonderful start, but after that it became less and less wonderful!

Lucius' blood spilled on the rock wall, and bright red blood beads covered the place where the arch appeared.And then the arch, blindingly white, reappeared, clear and steady.But Quirrell wasn't looking at the arch. He was looking at Lucius' arm, making sure that it was still white and smooth, without a single scar.

"I don't want you to bleed, I..." Quirrell looked at Lucius, but he found that the result of his opening was to make the other party lower his head in panic. Quirrell was at a loss, and he finally realized vaguely that the two The current situation is because of his identity, but how to explain the difference between him and the Dark Lord now?Quirrell was struggling, and then he suddenly thought that since it is a magical world, it cannot be expressed in ordinary sentences, only spells!

"Well, it looks like we're going to get this done as soon as possible, and then go to Malfoy Manor, and it's best to call Severus, I need his help with something."

Then, Quirrell strode into the arch. When Quirrell mentioned Malfoy Manor, Lucius' heart tightened instantly, but he could only bow his head and respectfully accept the order, and followed Quirrell. Entered the arch.

The world inside the arch is a black lake, an extremely wide black lake. Lucius is sure that the area of ​​this lake is not much smaller than the lake in Hogwarts where the giant octopus lives.

"Follow me, don't step into the water." Quirrell began to walk forward along the narrow lake that only accommodated one person, and Lucius followed up obediently of course—in fact, Quirrell still hoped that he would not Be honest, after all, he was too honest along the way...

Lucius was a little breathless under the heavy black magic breath. He knew that he had only walked for a few minutes, but it felt like he had trekked for hours. Compared with here, the slippery passage outside was even cuter. a little.

Quirrell stopped suddenly, and Lucius, who was following him, almost bumped into him.

Quirrell's left hand clutched something invisible in mid-air, and the wand of his right hand pointed towards the lake.next moment!A thick green copper chain came out of the lake with dripping lake water!That not-so-small momentum startled Lucius. If it wasn't for the small light clusters still surrounding them to illuminate the situation clearly, he would be sure that his attack magic had already been released.

The copper chain passed through Quirrell's fist raised in the air, and fell to the ground clangingly, and coiled into a pile.As more and more water came out of the copper chain, something was pulled up from the lake—it was a small boat made of copper, which was also green, and it floated towards them with almost no ripples.

Quirrell looked at the boat—it was a one-person boat, and Voldemort once cast a powerful protective magic on the entire cave, so that only one wizard could pass through at a time, and the other side of the lake could not call out the boat Yes, or the enthusiastic fellows down the lake will drag you into their company.

"Lucius, wait here, once I come back, take me away immediately." Quirrell took a deep breath, and he was asked to taste the evil fruit that Voldemort planted...

Lucius' face turned almost blue under the reflection of the lake water, and he nodded stiffly.And Quirrell set foot on the boat alone.

Lucius could only see Quirrell's boat sailing towards a little green light in the middle of the lake, but he couldn't see what happened on the road anyway. The Dark Lord left him, saying that he didn't want him to know what happened on the island , so Lucius did not dare to use any kind of detection magic.He could only lean against the wall and wait alone in this oppressive and terrifying place, dazed by the way.

"Crash!" The sound of water suddenly sounded, Lucius thought that Quirrell was back, he raised his head respectfully, but what happened in front of him made him want to scream!

The lake is boiling, not because of the temperature, but because countless Yin corpses are emerging from the water!These dead but still active monsters are the most terrifying and filthy black magic "creatures"!

Lucius trembled. He knew he'd better run now, but the Dark Lord's order echoed in his mind with unmistakable clarity—in some ways, the Dark Lord was more terrifying than Inferi.

Fortunately, these ghosts didn't attack him, they all rushed in one direction.Unfortunately, Lucius was sure that they rushed in the direction of the island in the middle of the lake!

Lucius could imagine that it wouldn't be long before the Dark Lord would return from the island in the middle of the lake with a large group of corpses.Or has he been pulled into the Black Lake now?go, or stay?Lucius wavered.But soon, he didn't need to be shaken, because a little fire drove away the Inferi, and was approaching him.

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up." Lucius urged anxiously, he took a step forward, his toes were almost touching the edge of the lake.The speed of the boat was actually not slow, but for Lucius who was surrounded by corpses, it was absolutely astonishingly slow.

As the ship got closer, Lucius waved his wand, and the firelight from his wand merged with the circle of fire around the people on board.The Inferi hid farther away, but they did not give up, but gathered around the periphery of the fire and waited for their chance.

When the boat docked, Lucius rushed up and pulled Quirrell up, who seemed to have fallen into a semi-comatose state. The circle of fire protecting him did not come from his wand, but from a magic item. Protecting the magic circle, but that item did not prevent Lucius from seeing it.So he was able to lift Quirrell from the boat as fast as he could and run to the exit arch.

The yin corpses were still closely behind them. Because of the overcrowding, some yin corpses were squeezed into the fire ring, making a sizzling sound, and at the same time weakening the power of the flames.

The arch had disappeared into the wall again, and Lucius didn't hesitate to cut his wrist again, but Quirrell grabbed his left arm.

Originally thought that letting Lucius wait here was just a layer of insurance, but now it seems to be the right addition.Although he has already prepared the antidote for the potion in the stone basin, the magic solidified on the stone basin cannot be eliminated, so he can only drink the potion. As a result, the antidote works slowly, and he can struggle to get the potion under it. The locket, the activating amulet, and climbing aboard the ship was a marvel.Sure enough, people can always burst out with huge potential at the juncture of life and death.

The shrunken fire circle burned vigorously again in an instant, Quirrell shook his head, he still felt dizzy and thirsty, but his mind was clear and his body regained control.

Quirrell pulled a small silver pendant from Lucius' robes, turned it into a knife, and slit his own wrist with it.The blood was spilled, the arch reappeared...

When the two stumbled out of the crack, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon, and it was the sunniest time of the day.But the two powerful adult wizards were disheveled, staggered, entangled with each other and fell on the beach, panting heavily.

It was warm on the beach, although a little flustered, but very comfortable, squinting, Quirrell secretly looked at Lucius lying beside him.

In fact, he was already fine at the arch, but how could he give up the opportunity to get in close contact with Lucius?That's hooking shoulders and shoulders, rubbing ears and temples together!Therefore, Quirrell continued to pretend to be weak very unkindly.However, Lucius was obviously really tired, not only physically, but also mentally, not to mention that he barely slept yesterday.Suddenly relaxed, coupled with the sun shining on him, even though the Dark Lord was lying next to him, he was a little drowsy.

Therefore, what Quirrell saw was Lucius half-closed his eyes, with a trance-like and gentle face—the sun shone from above him obliquely, making his whole body glow, and the long platinum-gold eyelashes lightly trembling, the blue-gray eyes are blurred and lazy, the straight nose is slightly wrinkled, and the pink lips are... alluring...

So, Quirrell leaned over naturally, and he said to himself, just touching the corner of that alluring lip is enough.He is not greedy, and he cannot make people who are already terrified even more frightened.So, his lips touched the corners of Lucius' lips, and the tip of his nose touched Lucius' cheek.

Lucius' brain was a little confused now, he just felt something gentle approaching, so Lucius turned his head!

Quirrell was startled, but... the food delivered to the door is unreasonable before sending it out, right?As a result, the lips of the two were close together, and Quirrell slowly moistened Lucius' lips with his own, then parted his lips, pried open his teeth, and began to explore more and more deeply into his unknown domain... …