Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor - Quirrell

The handling of the acromantula was handed over to the nobles, because he had given too many things to Lucius during this period, so the person in charge was Carterside.Of course he knew that it was impossible for these spiders to make it to Scotland alive.But apart from Hagrid, I believe that even Gryffindor would agree with the nobles' treatment of the spiders, but they didn't say anything.

Four days later, the children finally returned to Hogwarts, but because they did not face the acromantula intuitively, the nearly half-month suspension of classes was just a relatively sudden break for them. holidays only.But when they returned to school, they found that Hogwarts was not as usual.

Filch was gone, died, it was said, in the mouth of a spider—an unlovable fellow, but a man all the children knew.And many of the children have never experienced death, so even though they knew that such a nasty guy had disappeared, many small animals in each academy showed obvious sadness and sadness.

Next to Snape, the snake king, there was a sleek tabby cat, suspected to be Mrs. Norris.It turns out that the combination of Mrs. Norris and Filch has already changed the color of the little animals, and now the combination of Mrs. Norris and the Snake King makes the little animals want to hide in the corner and sob—especially those who like Gryffindor who is traveling at night, think about it, in the past Mrs. Norris was followed by the annoying Filch, but now Mrs. Norris is followed by the big bat Snape, the level of terror has risen sharply!

Gamekeeper Hagrid was gone, and few knew why he left Hogwarts or where he went.Few people cared about him, because there were not many children who knew Hagrid well.And soon, they discovered that the person living in that wooden house was actually a silver centaur? !In this way, there are fewer students who miss the half-giant guard, and a centaur guard is obviously more attractive to the children.

The administrator was replaced by a beautiful and gentle sister, Miss Williams.She doesn't swear at students like Filch, or sneak around with a cat like Filch.Some seventh-grade boys even privately considered Williams their dream girl.

For the little animals in grades one to three, they have a piece of news that they don't know whether it is good or bad.Gilderoy Lockhart, the shiny professor, has fully recovered, and he can return to be their professor again.However, not long ago, several newspapers successively reported Lockhart's ugly face after facing the spider. Although the reports at that time did not clearly state who petrified Lockhart, the children vaguely knew that that person It's Professor Quirrell.While some students still cite the Gilderoy Lockhart and XXX books as evidence that Professor Lockhart was a powerful wizard, many more begin to doubt.And such a person became their professor, and the juniors really didn't know whether it was joy or worry.

"Lord, do you need me to stay with you tonight?" Lucius personally sent the Slytherin children back today, which on the one hand showed his concern and care for the children.More importantly, he has already heard of Miss Parkinson's courtship declaration!And, that Miss Williams was at Hogwarts too!How could he not come to "see" more often?

Quirrell stood up, wrapped his arms around Lucius' waist, and sipped lightly on his lips.

"You are thin, don't think about it, take care of yourself."

Because of the phrase "take care of yourself", the big noble blushed a little, which is a very reassuring shyness. I really didn't expect him to feel this way at this age, but he never felt it when he was young. of.

"Lord~" Lucius hugged Quirrell back, gently bit the lip that Quirrell was trying to avoid, and gently stroked Quirrell's waist with his slender hands.

Facing the extremely proactive platinum nobleman, Quirrell once again determined that he was not a firm-willed person.He bent down suddenly, hugged Lucius horizontally, and rushed into his bedroom in three or two steps—during this period, their lips did not separate at all...

The next day, Harry and Drake knocked on the door of Quirrell's office early in the morning without having breakfast.

The reason was that as soon as Draco heard that his father had gone to Professor Quirrell's office last night, he immediately went back to the bedroom to do what he should do.This made Harry very curious. After all, Mr. Malfoy told Drake that he would come to say goodbye to Drake when he left.You must know that as an outsider, even if he is a school manager, he cannot enter the student lounges of the four colleges.When he uttered his question, Draco looked at him as if he was looking at some rare animal!

"Harry, didn't your godfather give you a noble adult education?"

"What's that?" Harry shook his head in confusion.

"So, do you know how a couple can have a baby?" Draco asked again.

Harry's eyes became more confused... As a boy who grew up in a closet, Harry hardly watched TV; as a boy with a lot of housework every day and no friends, Harry never studied with children his age" Boy’s troubles”; as a boy who has never had pocket money, Harry is even less likely to buy those hot books; as a boy with severe malnutrition and slow growth, Harry’s physiological changes during puberty actually started from this year Started at the beginning of the year.

To sum up, Harry is definitely a pure little boy.

"I really haven't thought about it, Draco, do you know how a child is born?" Facing Harry's innocent eyes full of curiosity, Draco suddenly felt guilty that he was polluting something.

After pondering for a long time, Drake replied to Harry: "That kind of thing is done between lovers, just like my father and Professor Quirrell tonight. And this thing takes a lot of time and energy, so I I don't think my father will leave until tomorrow morning at the earliest."

"Your father and Professor Quirrell? Men and men can also have children? Uh, wait, if men and men can be lovers, why can't they have children? Then why haven't men had children before in the Muggle world? ' Harry murmured from questioning to himself.

Drake couldn't help wiping the sweat from his forehead: "Harry, wizards are different from Muggles. Muggles of the same sex cannot conceive, but wizards of the same sex can, but that's extremely rare. But some Adults would do things even if they were not for the sake of having children. That kind of thing is this... that..."

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"Harry, you should ask Zabini, he has more experience than me!" Draco pulled Zabini who was passing by, turned around and fled.

I don't know what Zabini said to Harry. Harry knocked on the door of Drake's bedroom at five o'clock this morning, and dragged Drake to find Quirrell.

Quirrell had obviously just woken up too. He was not wearing a wizard robe, but only trousers and a white shirt. Instead of leather shoes, he was wearing a pair of black fur slippers. Get up, but spread it over your back.The black eyes squinted at them with a little laziness and doubt.

Seeing Qi Luo like this, the two little snakes blushed for some reason at the same time.

"Is something wrong, Draco, Harry?"

Draco looked at Harry, who was just being pulled to make up the numbers.

"Professor Quirrell..." Harry just called out, and then stood at Quirrell's door in a daze.He just listened to Zabini's adult lectures yesterday, blushing and excited, and stayed up most of the night. After finally falling asleep, he had a vague dream, but today his underwear was wet.Even though Zabini had told him about the possibility, he was still nervous, frightened and helpless, as if he had done something wrong.As a result, he didn't know why he pulled Drake to find Quirrell.

Quirrell looked at Harry patiently, only to see Harry's face getting redder and redder, his bewilderment slowly turning into panic and guilt.Although he didn't know what happened, Quirrell patted Harry on the shoulder: "Come in, let's have breakfast together."

"Yeah!" Harry gave Quirrell a grateful look with his moist green eyes, and followed him through the door.

Then, the two children did see Mr. Malfoy here.

Lucius looked at Draco and frowned. He loved his son very much, but he didn't mean that he wanted his son to destroy his two-person world-these were two concepts!

Looking at his father's slightly dangerous eyes, Draco swallowed a mouthful of saliva, trying to maintain the noble etiquette to the best.On the other hand, Harry, who was naturally slow, had a good time talking with Quirrell.Of course, they weren't talking about what the hell Harry had dreamed last night, or what the hell he'd soiled his underwear with this morning.It's just that Quirrell asked some daily study life, and Harry also answered some daily study life.

Thus, a breakfast ended under strange circumstances.Two people eat happily, two people eat very suffocated!

"They're just looking for my children because they're in trouble." Quirrell patted Lucius on the shoulder and said after seeing off Draco and Harry.Although Harry didn't say why he was bothered by the problem in the end, Quirrell felt that it is not necessary to force the children to speak out. It is not that they have the ability to deal with certain problems on their own. Just being able to relax is enough.Forcing children to be "confidantes" with themselves is just a self-righteous idea of ​​some adults.

Lucius raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, "I'm jealous" was still written on his face!

"Then, it's still very early, so let me express my apology directly with actions~"

Defense Against the Dark Arts

Quirrell was teaching the fifth grade, and because the classes from the first to third grades were transferred to Lockhart, Quirrell added lessons to the two grades who were taking the ordinary wizarding and special wizarding grade exams this year.

This class was a practical class. Quirrell randomly selected two groups, and three students from each group would fight against him. After that, Quirrell would explain the shortcomings.

Quirrell had already explained to the three groups of students after the battle. Just as he was about to call out the fourth group, the door of the classroom opened suddenly, and a second-year Hufflepuff broke in with tattered clothes: "Professor Quirrell !Help!"