Every now and then a cloudy wind blew from between the trees, and Quirrell shrunk in fear as he wrapped his robes tightly and shrunk in fear.

"Lord, master, Dumbledoken must have found out that there is something wrong with me, how can I get the magic and magic stones?"

Quirrell shuddered and whispered.

Voldemort suppressed his anger and was silent for a long time, and Quirrell spoke weakly:

"Master, isn't Snape also your servant? But, you can try to ask him for help......"

Quirrell's eyes changed abruptly, he squinted slightly, and the red light flashed with coldness.

"Quirinas ...... Look at what I've left now, a weak geist? ”

"I have been wandering like a ghost in Albania for ten years, and none of my faithful servants have come to me...... Not a single one. ”

"As for Snape...... I killed that woman, and he should have fallen completely to Dumbledore's side. You asked me to ask him for help? ”

Quirrell choked up, tugging at the robe on his chest and said:

"But I'm too weak to play your strength...... Even Davis, a sophomore, can't beat ......"

Voldemort's voice was a little more gloomy, and he said angrily, "I didn't expect that woman Yaxley to have a son so difficult...... Let's find a way to get the Philosopher's Stone and restore my body. ”

"However, I have already been discovered by Dumbledore......"

Quirrell dodged his eyes and said hesitantly.

Voldemort's voice suddenly became cold and piercing, and he said coldly:

"You're tired of me, aren't you, Quirinus? Serving my broken spirit? ”

"Do you want Dumbledore to confess and deliver me into his hands?"

Quirrell shuddered in fright, and said in a panic, "No, I didn't, master......"

"Don't lie to me!"

Voldemort's roar interrupted him, "You question me in your heart, you regret your allegiance to me......"

His voice softened suddenly, "But soon you'll find out that allegiance to me is the best decision you've ever made in your life." Just get the Philosopher's Stone and let my flesh be reforged ......"

"At that time, you will be rewarded by the Dark Lord...... Eternal life. ”

Voldemort's voice had a seductive power, and Quirrell's eyes unconsciously reappeared with longing. Voldemort sneered in his heart and said in a soft tone:

"Now, help me get the blood of some high-level creatures...... The best unicorn blood, that quickly compensates for the power I consumed......"

"Okay, master...... I'm going to look for the unicorns, and I'll have to avoid the pesky centaurs......"

Quirrell smiled a little stupidly and muttered, "But master, what about the three-headed dog?" ”

Voldemort smiled sympathetically and said:

"That's Hagrid's animal, and he's not very smart in his head, and we can easily get a word from him...... I really didn't expect that after decades, Hagrid would still come in handy......"

"Speaking of Hagrid, I don't know what happened to that little pet...... Dumbledore, I hope you will enjoy this gift. ”

Voldemort whispered to himself Quirrell's body walked into the depths of the Forbidden Forest and began to search for the unicorn.

……

The Christmas holidays passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was a pleasant Monday school time.

As soon as Norin stepped into the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom, he saw the young wizards in the second year all chattering and looking at the door from time to time.

After Quirrell disappeared, Professor McGonagall didn't announce the Defence Against the Dark Arts class, and everyone was curious about who the new professor was.

Norlin guessed that Snape should get his wish this time The hapless bat had been planning this profession for more than ten years, and it was his turn to be a godsend.

But he never expected that the figure who walked in turned out to be the familiar Dumbledore in purple robes.

After seeing the professor entering the door, the young wizards in the room rubbed their eyes in disbelief, and then let out a cheer from their hearts.

"It's Dumbledore! I haven't seen him do it yet! ”

George excitedly slapped the table and exclaimed, "We all grew up listening to his stories!" ”

"I didn't expect Dumbledore to be our Defence Against the Dark Arts professor...... Charlie must have died of envy! Let him graduate so early! ”

Fred was shocked and gloated.

Norlin was equally delighted, but inevitably a little worried. Wasn't Dumbledore afraid of that weird curse?

Or is it ...... Quirrell has already taken away this year's share of the curse?

Dumbledore smiled, raised his right hand and the hum in the classroom disappeared.

He looked around the classroom and said with a smile:

"As you must all know, Professor Quirrell had to leave the school early for some reason. So, this semester's Defence Against the Dark Arts class will be taught by me. ”

The cheers rang out again. It was just a guess, and now Dumbledore himself has confirmed that the enthusiasm of the young wizards has reached its peak.

"The last time I gave a lecture was more than a decade ago. You know, I've been very busy, drinking tea and eating candy and reading the newspaper in the office every day, and I really don't have time to go to class. ”

The little wizards all laughed. Naturally, they didn't believe Dumbledore, and he ran outside the school every three days, and it was the norm not to be in the office.

"It's just that the professor's manpower has been a little tight recently, so I can only drag this old bone and stand on the podium for half a semester."

"When I take over this course, I need you to think hard about one thing before I start the course."

"What are we going to learn from this class."

The little wizards gradually quieted down. One of the Slytherins blurted out:

"Isn't it Defence Against the Dark Arts?"

Dumbledore bowed slightly, and said with a slight appreciation, "Very well, Mr. Carlo." The literal meaning is undoubtedly this. ”

He dragged his long purple robes and walked through the empty classroom, and the old voice echoed in the ears of the young wizards:

"As you may all know, dark magic is very powerful and can cause great harm. Every dark magic needs to be based on the negative emotions in the caster's heart, and the darker the heart, the stronger the magic. Among them, the three unforgivable mantras are the most. ”

The little wizards looked at each other, and these last semester's professors had already told them.

However, it is inevitable that each of us has negative emotions in our hearts to a greater or lesser extent. Of course, I'm no exception. ”

Dumbledore raised his voice and said in a deep voice, "How to deal with these negative emotions is the biggest difference between wizards and dark wizards. ”

"So, for the next half semester, I just want you to do one thing:

Face the darkness deep within you and overcome it. ”