Chapter 306: Quirrell's Fantastic Beasts Lesson

"Classmates." Quirrell looked at the students in the classroom as if he were his own child, "Welcome to my Fantastic Beasts class." ”

"During this time, due to the influence of the outside, I believe everyone is very tired."

Quirrell looked distressed, and continued, "So, I thought of a way to make everyone feel relaxed. ”

"For this reason, I specifically asked Headmaster Dumbledore to assign me a special teaching assistant."

Quirrell clapped his hands, and a small giant nearly four meters tall with a waist-high beard walked up to him.

"Rubeus Hagrid, a half-blood giant, of course, I think he's a Master Fantastic Beast."

Hagrid's face was full of excitement, and there was nowhere to put his big rough hands.

He was in the classroom for the first time since being expelled from Hogwarts.

In this place that haunts him, every breath of air is sweet.

"Assistant Teacher Hagrid was able to safely navigate the Forbidden Forest, you should know about the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts, right? There are countless dangerous magical beasts there, and even Dumbledore has to be very careful when entering. ”

The little wizards couldn't help but marvel, and even Hagrid's dirty beard became a story.

Hagrid rubbed the fingers of his hands together, his nose spurted, and the hot breath he exhaled almost set his surroundings on fire.

"Don't be shy, Assistant Teacher Hagrid. I've seen what you're capable of, and you're worthy of the title of Master of Fantastic Beasts. Quirrell patted Hagrid's thigh and motioned for him to relax.

"I, I really don't know what to say, Professor Quirrell." Hagrid muffled, "You're a good man, I'm sure I'll be your teaching assistant." ”

"I believe in you." Quirrell smiled, then turned to look at the young wizards and said, "Now, let's have a unique lesson." ”

"Let's go to Assistant Teacher Hagrid's cabin, outside the castle at Hogwarts, and at the edge of the Forbidden Forest."

"Hagrid, you can take the students first, I'll be there in a moment."

"No problem, Professor. Everyone, follow me! Hagrid waved his hand and strode out of the classroom.

The little wizards followed with nervous excitement, discussing what kind of magical beasts they would encounter.

Quirrell frowned and beckoned to Harry, motioning for him to come to him.

"Potter, did you see Malfoy-san?"

"No, Professor." Harry looked at Quirrell, his pupils fluttering, "Professor, I feel like you're not the same as you used to be. ”

"Really? Can you feel it? Quirrell looked at Harry in surprise, then laughed at himself, "In the past, I always had some dark thoughts. ”

"But yesterday, while taking care of Fantastic Beasts with Hagrid, I suddenly understood a truth-"

"From birth, a person is meant to do good."

"The wisdom of human beings, only when it is used to do good deeds, is the existence that distinguishes it from the wisdom of beasts."

Quirrell looked at Harry like a flame, and said, "Potter, Professor McGonagall asked you to substitute for you in Transfiguration class. ”

"I want to ask you for something-"

"Help me bring a Fantastic Beasts class too."

The corners of Harry's mouth twitched, and he always felt that he had come to Hogwarts not to have a class, but to be a trainee teacher.

"Professor, I-"

"You're the best student in your first year, and more importantly, you have a kind heart, I can tell."

Quirrell whispered in Harry's ear, "I did a wrong thing before, I wanted Malfoy-san to help me eliminate a dangerous thing. ”

"I need to make amends, and hopefully it's still too late."

Harry waved at Ron and Hermione, motioning for them to follow the young wizards and Hagrid first.

He looked at Quirrell and wondered, "What would you do if I promised you?" ”

"I'm going to stop Malfoy." Quirrell said seriously, "He's still a child, and such a dangerous thing should be left to an adult like me to do." ”

"I'd like to come with you, Professor Quirrell."

"It's-" Quirrell hesitated, then asked, "And this Fantastic Beasts lesson?" ”

"I think you can trust Assistant Hagrid, he's going to be a very responsible teacher." Harry smiled and asked rhetorically, "Don't you believe him?" ”

"Of course I believe in Assistant Hagrid." Quirrell thought for a moment, and then immediately decided, "But I still can't let you go with you, Potter, that thing is dangerous." ”

"I'll hide." Harry pulled out his wand and cast a disillusionment spell on himself.

The next moment, Harry was like a chameleon, and the color and texture of his body became exactly the same as his surroundings.

"Oh my God." Quirrell was dumbfounded, "I think Dumbledore is a far underestimate of your talent. ”

"Please keep it a secret, Professor. Otherwise, Headmaster Dumbledore would have sent me another assignment. ”

"No problem, Potter." Quirrell patted his chest and said, "Speaking of which, I don't agree with Mr. Dumbledore's letting you protect Slytherin. ”

"You are obviously at the age of studying hard, how can you bear such a heavy responsibility? Shouldn't we adults have to work hard for such things? ”

"Even if you drink sobering pills every day, you should have a good learning environment."

Quirrell's face was full of indignation, and as he walked towards the door, he complained, "If I were the headmaster of Hogwarts, I wouldn't be like Mr. Dumbledore." ”

"By the way, even if you have a good spell, you have to stand behind me."

"If you don't go now, you'll sneak along, right? At your age, this is the time when curiosity is high. ”

"I'll hide, Professor. Mr. Hagrid was right, you are such a nice person. ”

"I love your compliments, Potter. Still, again, you've got to hide behind me. ”

"Understood, Professor."

The soul is truly amazing.

Harry couldn't see a trace of Voldemort in Quirrell.

Perhaps, injecting soul fragments into Malfoy's body was Voldemort's last struggle.

Quirrell, who was in a hurry, suddenly stopped.

He saw Malfoy, and pulled out his wand.

"Mr. Malfoy!" Quirrell's eyes looked straight at the crown in Malfoy's hand, "Please give me what you have in your hand, okay?" ”

"Professor?" Malfoy raised the crown in his hand, his face blank.

"Except for your weapons!" Quirrell cast a spell, and a red light struck Malfoy.

Malfoy let out a cry of pain, and the crown in his hand came out of his hand and slammed it to the ground.

Quirrell waved his wand again, and a long rope slipped through his sleeve, binding the crown and pulling it back into his hand.

"I'm sorry, Malfoy-san." Quirrell felt a faint connection coming from the crown, and he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Malfoy apologetically.

"Professor, why are you attacking me!? I'm going to tell my dad! Malfoy shouted angrily.

"I'm sorry, I have a reason why I had to." Quirrell said with a sincere face, "I will personally apologize to your father in the future." ”

"Hmph, no need for later." Malfoy rubbed his wrist and raised his chin at the side, "My father is here." ”

"Father, I'm here!"

On the other side, Malfoy's father, Lucius Malfoy, was walking in a hurry, and when he heard Malfoy's scream, he immediately stopped.

A smile appeared on Harry's lips, hidden in the shadows.

Voldemort's acting skills are really good, and the performance just now can be said to be very in line with Malfoy's image.

I don't know what Lucius Malfoy's expression will be when he knows that he is Voldemort's father.

Nope

(End of chapter)