The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

Two weeks passed as usual, and Cyrus lived a fairly comfortable life. During the day, he went to class as usual, and the rest of the time he shuttled between the Ravenclaw lounge and the library. By Hermione's side,

Among them, there is good news for Cyrus, that is, his novel has been selected by a university publishing house, and a professor of human linguistics who is in charge of the novel section sent a letter, hoping to pick a good time to come After discussing, he wrote back that he could only come back during this Christmas holiday because of his schooling.

And Professor Binns of the History of Magic also assigned the two of them a dissertation on the history of the magic world that was different from others.

Oh~Of course, their "Hogwarts Mutual Learning Association" was arranged by Professor Flitwick in an abandoned classroom on the eighth floor of the castle, because Dean Ravenclaw is always busy with affairs, and as a theoretical The Quilo classroom he guided was very popular during this period of time. Rather, thanks to him, the association has joined many people during this period, including some senior students.

But one thing is strange, Professor Quirrell will only stay in the classroom from 9:11 to [-] in the evening. He said that only during this time period will his head not hurt; and he will keep everyone quiet during class. If you have any questions, just bring them up with him alone,

Fortunately, the professor seems to be much better at stuttering than at the beginning. Although he still speaks timidly sometimes, at least he has become more confident.

"Look... Watch out for this next Cutting Charm" He turned an object into a dummy model as usual with a superb silent transfiguration spell, "diffindo", a ray of light flew from the alder wand, the dummy His upper body was neatly cut in two, and the little wizards gasped,

"For the theory of the cutting spell, I...we have improved a lot, more...for example, it can be more precise and sharper..." He manipulated the chalk to write the key points on the blackboard after the demonstration, "and no longer It's like... crudely adding mana to boost its power"

"Imagine, when you meet a werewolf, you...you can slit its throat with a precise and sharp cutting spell." He thought for a while, and then continued to add, "Of course, how to make it grow at a high speed?" It is more advantageous in terms of knowledge, which is the part after we have mastered the current knowledge point.”

The professor waved his magic wand skillfully, and used the 'geminocurse (duplication spell)' to copy the "relationship between cutting spell and magic power" he had recorded into dozens of copies, and then cleverly used the floating spell to distribute the copied text to everyone's hands, and then Sit down and continue to organize the content of your class the next day.

"Ah~ I smell the smell of knowledge, it's fresh out of the oven~" Justin chatted with Ravenclaw's Anthony, "If it was just the beginning of school, I definitely don't believe that Professor Quirrell can be so strong."

Hufflepuff had an astronomy class at 11 o'clock, so the number of people was much larger than that of Ravenclaw. Eagle House only had a few scattered senior students and little wizards who couldn't sleep.

Anthony expressed curiosity, "But why does the professor always look so timid? Especially in front of Professor Snape..."

"I heard that the professor was quite timid and neurotic when he was a student." Wayne in front of them turned his head to answer this question, "Maybe that old bat just likes to bully the professor, besides, who wouldn't be afraid to see him?"

"By the way, where did Cyrus go today?" Wayne was a little confused about this, Justin rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Recently, he doesn't know what he's doing in the lounge, he looks sneaky, traitor!"

"Maybe stay in the lounge with Granger, you know, he has been sticking to her since the beginning of school." Anthony flipped through the copied notes in his hand, "Lend me to copy the notes from the day before yesterday, I will take Potions class Thesis change"

And Cyrus, who had just been kicked out of the Ravenclaw lounge by Hermione who was about to sleep, pushed open the door of the classroom, and saw him running quickly to the podium, leaning over and whispering something in Quirrell's ear,

After hearing this, the professor snapped his fingers to restore the dummy to its original shape, and turned on all the lights above the students' heads.

"Everyone!" Cyrus' voice echoed in the empty classroom, "I have a small request, please~"

The people whose thoughts were pulled back looked at him on the podium suspiciously,

"Friday the day after tomorrow, September 9th is the birthday of Hermione Granger, the president of our association, so I have a small request and idea." Cyrus announced things nervously to them, "Maybe we Can we have a little birthday party?"

The 'Hogwarts Mutual Learning Association' has developed rapidly in the past half a month, and it has greatly helped the wizards. Not to mention the two powerful professors, it is just the free transfer and sharing of knowledge is already attractive to them.

For example, if a person obtains approval from a professor to borrow books from the restricted area, the spells and knowledge learned can be exchanged or shared within the association. This is a platform for liberating knowledge.

Therefore, Hermione is a sacred existence that needs to be maintained in the hearts of most non-pure blood wizards in Hogwarts.

Padma and some witches have a "good show" expression,

"No problem! Put it on us, then we'll be in charge of the cake!!" A senior Asian student in Ravenclaw shouted, and the kittens followed behind, "I'm in charge of desserts and snacks!" "I'm in charge of being cute! "

Wayne led the rest of the little badgers and said not to be outdone, "So that's what you've been sneaking around lately, okay!" "Then I'll be in charge of the decorations." Roger Malone and Justin hooked his shoulders and pulled Crowd center, "Then I'll go to the Gryffindor twins for some butterbeer and a salute!"

"What about the presents? Do you have any presents?" Michael Kona was very concerned about this matter, "Gee...gifts, of course I have prepared..." The members of the association were very enthusiastic, and Cyrus, who was surrounded, was a little flustered

"What is what!!" "Let me guess! Should I wear it on my hand?" Cyrus thought for a while, and the hanging ring... really should be worn on his hand

The little witches gradually became excited, "Isn't it shiny?!"

Cyrus thought about it again. In addition to the hanging ring, there was also a glowing star pendant. He nodded with some doubts. Why was he guessed so quickly?

"Then don't reveal the news." Of course, the gift must be kept mysterious, otherwise it will be meaningless

"Oh!!!!" He didn't understand why the little witches cheered suddenly

"Of course, of course we won't say it, hehe." The little wizards looked at him with smiles, and Terry from Ravenclaw gave him a sullen compliment, "Excellent."

When the discussion was almost over, Professor Quirrell raised his hand timidly, "I...I can help you apply for the permanent right to use this classroom as the association," he shrank his neck in embarrassment, Sorry for the sudden intrusion into the topic,

The wizard students took a deep breath, and at this moment an idea was circling in their minds, "Professor Quirrell/senior, you are our god!"

After a while, everyone agreed to leave one after another. At this moment, Quirrell pulled Cyrus and returned the notebook to him, "You...how far has your research on the soul reached?" He asked in a low voice and looked a little serious,

"Some books in the restricted area have very incomplete records on the soul..." Cyrus shook his head, "However, for the time being, my research on the soul is in the category of 'making it leave the body'"

Cyrus’s notebook recorded some incomplete fragments of the dream about the soul, probably: the soul and the body are different but combined into one; the death of the body will not lead to the demise of the soul; disembodied...

Professor Quirrell's pupils narrowed a little, he was a little frightened, paced back and forth, and finally made up his mind, "About the argument of 'separating two intertwined different souls'... Is there any point?"

He shook his head in confusion, "Professor, even if you don't have an answer based on your notes and the knowledge in the restricted area," he thought for a while, "Even if the two fused souls are done using the method of 'destroying the other' Separation, the remaining soul will also be damaged, with amnesia and stupidity to a certain extent."

Quirrell leaned weakly on the chair, looked up at the starry sky outside the window,

"Professor, what happened to you when you asked this question?" Normal people would not think so deeply

"I...I have a friend who is in this...this situation..." The professor pulled the muscles at the corners of his mouth with difficulty, "but he will never bear the consequences, because he...he... .I taught friends in Ravenclaw"

"Is there really no other way?"

"If you have two years, plus teaching you, I'm sure." Although Cyrus didn't believe the excuse of 'friend', he told him honestly,

But the professor just shook his head, "Not enough... not enough time... no more, go, you... you go to class"

Just when Cyrus was about to close the door, Quirrell turned his head and asked him fluently, "What do you think about death?" The trembling legs made the boy feel worried for him.

"Professor, maybe you can ask the door knocker in the mother's lounge?" Cyrus winked at him. "The door knocker always asks these strange questions when I'm looking for Hermione."

Professor Quirrell sat alone in the middle of the classroom, the lights were dimmed, and only the moonlight fell on the ground through the window. He stroked the alder wood, the unicorn hair core, and the nine-inch long magic wand in his hands; he closed his eyes quietly Thinking quietly, only at this time his head will not hurt...

Maybe...he had to make up his mind, the moving clouds blocked the moonlight, and the darkness of the classroom engulfed Quirrell.

"Death...death...does..."

(There will be a 3000-word chapter at around twelve o'clock later)

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About the original Quirrell——I have always been curious about how Quirrell received the boxed lunch. It was too dramatic. In the original text, his proficiency in silent spells was highlighted more than once, and he could snap his fingers to conjure up ropes to tie Harry ; the alder wand is particularly well suited to casting 'silent spells' with it, so it also needs a skilled master to match it; the unicorn hair wand is very difficult to turn to the dark arts, and practically Quirrell is almost useless over black magic;

I have deduced Quirrell more than once. As the most embarrassing death among the bosses in the past, his soul was polluted by the noseless monster with unknown magic.Regarding 'soul pollution', I deduced it through the magical feature of the follow-up original text "Lily's Love", so only Voldemort's completely parasitic and fused soul will be triggered.

Old Honey’s attitude towards Quirrell is definitely not to experience Potter (afterwards, he should follow the trend). According to the official information, Quirrell was normal before accepting the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts. I only went on a trip with experience in magic defense, and it turned out that when I traveled to Albania, I encountered a monster without a nose; therefore, the old bee definitely felt the black magic breath of Quirrell, but he didn't know it was Voldemort;

Quirrell must have been brainwashed by Voldemort (similar to the kind of brainwashing of the mind), otherwise it doesn't make sense for a half-blood wizard who can't use black magic, a former professor of Muggle studies, to join Voldemort's command?vampire?The Noseless Monster is indeed a vampire.

(It’s not a whitewash, because the original book is really inexplicable in the plot of Quirrell, especially the author wrote fairy tales in the first few books, and the logic is messy and normal)