Hogwarts: A Thousand Layers of Fluorescence at the Beginning

Chapter 95 Quirrell: I want to be a good person

“White, aren’t you a bit like this?······”

Moody looked at Quirrell, who was in a group with Harry in the distance.

“How about Professor Moody.”

White looked at Quirrell’s emotional value that kept popping up on the panel. Fortunately, he didn’t kill him directly. He finally became a big boss. How much experience did he provide me in total?

About one hundred and forty, which is too cheap.

Tell me. It’s so embarrassing. It’s so good to stand there and keep getting points.

White nodded with satisfaction as he looked at Qi Luo who got 20 points in a blink of an eye.

“Professor Moody, I didn’t do anything. You also saw that Professor Quirrell himself came over and said he wanted to participate.”

White said helplessly.

“If a professor comes to take my advanced class, it would be bad if I refuse. Do you think so?”

“That doesn’t work. What’s wrong with Professor Quirrell?”

White asked curiously. Moody glanced at White’s innocent and ignorant face, and couldn’t bear to tell all the things, which would only increase White’s pressure.

“Nothing���, the professor is a professor after all, he is quite proficient in using magic spells.”

“Their group will be called over later, and their spell practice will be placed in the center for everyone to see.”

After getting along with each other during this period, Moody could see that White’s strength was extraordinary.

It was definitely not at the level of a first-year freshman. Considering that he was able to blow up Diagon Alley before enrolling, his several shots after enrolling were quite powerful. 950 Even Dumbledore praised White a lot.

Moody had unknowingly regarded White as a person of similar strength to him, even if the guy behind Quirrell was there. What big problem will happen?

“sure.”

White nodded.

Moody was relieved to hear White agree.

“Draco!”

White called Draco’s group over as requested by Moody.

“Later, your group will practice magic spells in front of everyone.”

White said and pointed to the couplet beside Moody.

Seamus nodded excitedly. It’s a good place. It fits the little lion’s pushy personality very well.

“This is not good.”

Knowing that he was going to compete with Quirrell, Harry was a little embarrassed for a moment.

Even though everyone was saying that Quirrell’s lessons were not good, he was still an adult wizard and a professor. No matter how he thought about it, Quirrell The professors are much better than me. If I fight against him, I will definitely lose miserably. Is there really some bad professors at Hogwarts?······

“It’s okay, it’s okay.”

White looked at Quirrell

“Quirrell will help good classmates, right?”

Quirrell looked at Harry. There was nothing wrong with him, mainly because of the Voldemort jumping up and down on the back of his head.

“Kill him Quirrell, kill him Quirrell, kill him Quirrell”

“What Harry Potter, the Boy-Who-Lived, kill him.”

Although Voldemort didn’t know what was in the original prophecy ball, there were just a few possibilities. Even if Harry was not the one destined for the prophecy, he deserved to be trapped in this eleven-year predicament.

What about the Boy-Who-Lived? Voldemort really didn’t believe in the Death Curse. Who else could block the Death Curse except that weird guy White?

“Quirrell?”

White squeezed Quirrell’s shoulder.

Although Quirrell was a head taller than White, at this moment in front of White, Quirrell did not dare to resist.

“You will take good care of your classmates, right?”

White said with a smile.

“Because he is a being who can even drive away that mysterious man.”

When Voldemort heard this, he was stunned for a while, and the noisy voice in Quirrell’s mind completely disappeared.

“Do you know how to do it? Quirrell nodded resignedly.

Moody stood aside with a cane, holding the wand in his hand. Seamus and Neville’s spell sparring was ordinary. They just used cleaning spells on each other.

There was no need at all. So nervous.

Finally it’s Harry and Quirrell’s turn.

“Cleansing spell?”

Harry looked at White. White shook his head.

With such a good living target, you use it to practice cleaning spells? I will help you familiarize yourself with the version in advance, so as not to kill my most diligent Professor Snape in the future.

White felt a little uneasy when he thought that Professor Snape locked himself in the basement every day like a black slave picking cotton while you brewed your own vitality tonic.

White said to Moody:”Professor Moody, I heard that one of the subjects in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class is the disarming spell.

Could you please come and demonstrate it for everyone in advance.

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White pointed at the excellent teaching aid standing aside, Quirrell

“Professor Quirrell, you will agree.”

Qi Luo:·······

“Can. Moody glanced at Quirrell and said excitedly. Disarm the Dark Lord?

Does Dumbledore have such a record? No…….

Moody walked up to Quirrell, leaning on his wooden staff.

“Professor Quirrell, thank you very much.”

Voldemort saw Moody’s eager expression through Quirrell’s eyes, secretly yelled something bad, and quickly told Quirrell to be careful.

“Expelliarmus!”

As soon as Moody’s voice fell, the wand in Quirrell’s hand had already flown to Moody’s hand.

“It’s that simple.”

Moody said and looked at White, who didn’t care.

He hasn’t learned this skill yet, and it just appeared on the panel at this moment. Mainly Harry.

Harry thought for a while, and then nodded.

Look, this is the world of Expelliarmus The power of the body can be mastered at a glance, and once used, it lasts for seven years. White smiled and glanced at Quirrell’s angry seven-point emotion value backstage.

“Come on, let’s all try it”

“Professor Moody guides, Professor Quirrell demonstrates, everyone has a share. Quirrell looked at the queue that had formed. He had a strange feeling that they seemed to be prostituted to him for free.

If everyone had to do this again, wouldn’t all the calluses be removed from the place where they hold the wand? Quirrell stood there blankly with a look of shame in his eyes.

Seven years later, when the 91st class of Hogwarts students graduated, the resumes of the entire evil wizard world were written: He once disarmed Voldemort.

As an excellent teaching tool, after finishing the advanced class, Professor Moody personally sent Quirrell, who could no longer hold the wand, back to his Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

Before leaving, Moody stopped. After a while, he looked at Quirrell and said:”By the way, Professor Quirrell, Principal Dumbledore asked you to go to his office tomorrow. White also received the message:”After you go to Principal Dumbledore’s office, don’t forget that you have an advanced class tomorrow night.” Quirrell was lying on the bed in a daze, looking at the scratched tiger’s mouth, and the smell of garlic in the air. Even sleeping was a kind of torture.

If he didn’t sleep, he would have to face Dumbledore tomorrow. Lido has to be used as a teaching tool by White. What a hopeless life!

Quirrell looked at the sealed window and opened the curtains. The stars outside the window were so dazzling that he wanted to cry.

“Tmd, I only agreed to you when I lost my mind.”