Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor - Quirrell

"Mr. Malfoy, can I have a word with Harry first?" Before the conversation between Harry and Lucius officially started, Professor McGonagall walked over. Normally more tense, she was obviously on guard when facing Lucius.

"Of course, Professor McGonagall, I'm not in a hurry." Lucius nodded gracefully and stepped aside.Draco was standing nearby, and Lucius was clearly willing to spend the spare time talking to his son.

"Harry." Professor McGonagall pulled Harry into an empty classroom next to him, "You are a student of Hogwarts, as long as you are in school, you will be under my protection, so, no one can force you Do what you don't want, understand?"

If Harry had been a Gryffindor, he might have been moved by Professor McGonagall's words.But he's a Slytherin, and Lucius Malfoy is his best friend's father, so Professor McGonagall's words are completely counterproductive.But also because Harry is a Slytherin, even if he is not very qualified~ So Harry tried his best to pull out a smile, nodded at Professor McGonagall: "Thank you for reminding me, I will take care of myself, McGonagall professor."

Professor McGonagall nodded: "You are a sensible child, Harry."

Harry made a grimace in his heart, and followed Professor McGonagall out of the classroom. He saw Drake, Mr. Malfoy, and Dean Snape talking. Mr. Malfoy put his hand on Drake's shoulder. The platinum prince who raised his head proudly, now lowers his head shyly, like a shy girl.Mr. Malfoy smiled, and Harry could clearly see the pride and happiness in his smile, and that Dean Snape, who was finally a cold black storm, even raised the corners of his mouth slightly, Harry was sure that he Laughing!

Harry's footsteps paused, it was a beautiful sight - father and son, best friend, godfather and son, blood-related and non-blood-related three people were maintained because of their feelings into a whole that outsiders could not enter...

"So, can I talk to Harry, Professor McGonagall?" Seeing them coming back, Lucius let go of Drake and walked towards them slowly.

"Yes, Mr. Malfoy."

"So, Harry, what I want to tell you is a bit complicated, so, to make sure we can explain it clearly, I borrowed Professor McGonagall's office, and we can sit down and talk slowly."

"Okay, Mr. Malfoy, but is the dean going? I mean Dean Snape, the dean of Slytherin." Harry was very strange, he was a student of Slytherin, who asked him He can't talk to his own dean's office, but must go to Professor McGonagall's office?And, didn't he say that Mr. Malfoy was waiting for him in the headmaster's office at the beginning?

McGonagall and Lucius looked at Snape at the same time, and Snape was staring at Harry, with almost vicious eyes that would definitely stun any normal small animal.But the savior was obviously not in the normal category, the blue-eyed kitten looked at Snape calmly while blinking.

"My lord, Head Slytherin, I think there are enough chairs in Professor McGonagall's office."

Snape pursed his lips and nodded stiffly.

Lucius said goodbye to his son reluctantly, and the three moved into Professor McGonagall's office.

"Harry, this matter starts with the tragedy that happened in your house ten years ago." Harry's muscles tensed instantly, and the platinum nobleman obviously understood the skills of conversation, so he didn't rush down said, but patted Harry on the shoulder, and waited for the child to calm down slowly.

"My parents were killed by that..." Harry wasn't afraid to say the name "Voldemort" bluntly, but he knew that now was not the time to show himself to be different, rich and courageous, "by that mysterious man, and I was After reading the newspapers for a few days, the Sirius Black who committed suicide was the secret keeper who betrayed my parents. You came to me because something happened to Sirius Black?" This was the only thing Harry could find a connection with.

"You're very smart, Harry." Lucius nodded, "Then we'll save a lot of time explaining, what I want to tell you is that new evidence appeared not long ago, and it's very likely that it wasn't Black who betrayed your parents. In fact, Sirius Black is still your godfather. You know that he committed suicide, and his condition has suddenly deteriorated these days, and the doctor in St. Mungo said that it is best to find some relatives of his family to see him."

"So, you thought of me?"

"You're the only family member who can see him."

"Mr. Malfoy, may I think about it?"

"Of course, 24 hours is all right?"

"can."

"Then, I'll come back tomorrow."

Lucius left, and Harry declined Professor McGonagall's proposal to give him "a quiet space to think about", and followed his "own" dean on the way back to the cellar.Harry felt that the dean's steps were getting bigger, and he had to run fast to keep up, but how could his short stunted legs keep up with the long legs of the 1.9-meter-tall dean?

In desperation, Harry grabbed Snape's fluttering black robe, and felt that Snape stopped suddenly after being pulled!For a moment, Harry, who was being watched closely, felt like a rabbit being stared at by a giant python - there was nothing he could do except to be stupid.

"lay down."

Harry didn't know whether the current dean was in a good mood or a bad mood, because he did such a thing, but Snape didn't spray the venom on him, but just spit out a word coldly.

Harry's hand trembled, and he let go quickly.But as soon as Snape turned, he grabbed his robes again.

"Harry, the great savior Potter, you can give me an explanation." The low and gentle voice like a cello made Harry feel cold from head to toe, but he persisted and did not let go.

"Dean, you have heard what Mr. Malfoy told me just now, I hope you can give me some advice, some advice from an adult elder."

Harry was sure that the instant he had finished speaking, behind Snape there was an almost physical cloud, the lightning-tinged kind.

"Arrogant boy, do you think I'm your elder?"

"You are my dean, my respected dean." Harry said with difficulty, he almost bit his tongue.

"Respect? You respect me?" Snape repeated, and then laughed at himself, he thought of Lily, that stupid dog and rat caused Lily's death, but he was the culprit! So, Lily's son, respect kill The prisoner who killed his mother?!

Snape's breathing began to become short, his body was trembling almost convulsively, and the expression on his face was distorted in pain.This obviously startled Harry, who didn't know what was going on.Did he make his dean so angry that he had a heart attack?Then he would rather the dean continue to spray him with poison...

"Dean, what's wrong with you?! I'm going to find someone to help.

"Shut your mouth and don't scream like a girl".Snape grabbed Harry's arm before Harry was about to let go, and Harry felt his face paler, his expression not so much calmed down, but as dead ashes tired, " Sirius Black is indeed a good friend of your parents and your godfather." After saying this, Snape pushed Harry away and left.

He hated the dog, but Harry needed a home, loved ones, and Sirius Black was a better bastard than his wizard-hating Muggle kin.

Quirrell was looking at the materials he had compiled in a daze, because he had a Chinese flesh, and he didn't pay much attention to Christmas.However, after Christmas comes the New Year, and after the New Year comes the Lunar New Year.His parents died early, originally because he was the only one no matter how reunited, so the Chinese New Year was just a slightly longer vacation for him.But now that he was reborn, and two months before the Lunar New Year, he suddenly felt nostalgic for some reason.

"Professor Quirrell, your students are looking for you." The iron knight at the gate yelled loudly, waking Quirrell out of his thoughts.

"What time is it now?" It's almost time for the access control, and Quirrell can't think of any other little guy who will come to him at this time, but as a teacher, he can't leave the child outside the door, or at least he can send him back to the door. to his dormitory.

"Harry?"

"Professor Quirrell, I can't think of anyone else I can ask other than you."

"Come in, Harry." Of course Quirrell knew that Lucius had come today and why he came.Regarding the matter of Sirius Black, Quirrell did not ask Lucius to save his life. Even the doctor said that medicine can not kill people, and the other party is still a member of the Order of the Phoenix. Since Dumbledore doesn't care, Black Why does the Demon King want to be troublesome?Black died, and it just let things go back to the original track-continue to let Lucius seize the inheritance of the Black family.

Therefore, today should be Lucius' last effort to save Black's life. If Harry is unwilling to go, or if Harry goes but it doesn't work, then Black can only die as he wished. .

But Quirrell didn't expect that what happened to Black seemed to have caused Harry a lot of trouble?Quirrell asked Lily to prepare a glass of milk and some sandwiches for Harry, because the little guy didn't seem to have eaten yet.

"You can talk about your affairs slowly, eat first, and I will send you to the cellar after the conversation, Harry." Quirrell patted Harry on the head, and the blue-eyed kitten finally relaxed, with a relaxed expression on his face eating his late dinner.

Half an hour later, Harry held his milk and started talking face to face with Quirrell.

"Professor, today I know that I have a godfather, but I'm not happy at all." The heat of the quilt made Harry's hand feel comfortable. An adult melancholy.

Quirrell didn't say much, because he could feel that what this child needs more at this stage is a listener.

"I heard about that person before. When he was caught, he didn't justify himself. Even if he was wronged, he entered Azkaban voluntarily. But at that time he already knew that I still Alive..." Even though Harry is only 11 years old now, according to the available information, it is not difficult for him and his group of precocious Slytherin nobles to guess the general truth.And the truth is that Harry was abandoned by his godfather!

"Professor, I am very grateful for what you told me about Dean Snape last time. The dean really doesn't hate me, and in fact the dean treats me very well." Harry thought of Snape's incident today attitude, and what he said to him at the end.It was clear that Snape loathed or hated Sirius Black, but either out of his Headmaster duties or something else, he ended up only telling Harry that Black was his kin.

In fact, the reason why Harry ran from the cellar to the third floor to talk to Quirrell was not simply Harry's annoyance with Black, but more because of the contrast between Black and Snape's behavior, which made him disappointed and distressed.

"It would be nice if the dean was my godfather. In comparison, I would rather wash socks, cook breakfast, and do housework for the dean than for my aunt and Dali."

"Pfft! Cough cough cough! Hahahaha" Quirrell choked on his own saliva and almost accidentally broke his teacup.Merlin, Harry is such a pistachio.

"Is it so ridiculous, Professor Quirrell?" Harry wrinkled his face depressedly.

"It's a pity that Professor Snape is not here now." Quirrell didn't answer directly...