NOVEL NEXT Moonlight Life at Hogwarts
Chapter 36 Quirrell
Chapter 36 Quirrell
The next morning, the alarm clock that hadn't sounded for a long time woke up Ai Wen. Sitting up, Ai Wen was stunned for a while, shaking his head and laughing.
It was only the second day that he missed something.
No matter when, the years are always high above.
Thousands of years of time flow, overlooking everything in this world,
Like a god.
Birth, old age, sickness and death, war killing.
No matter when, it is always indifferent.
It can heal all wounds and smooth all memories.
It will make people helpless, and it will make people resentful.
For example, Ivan now...
Dress, wash, go to the auditorium, have breakfast.
"Good morning, Hermione." Ivan sat next to Hermione as usual, grabbed a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth... Really tired, he turned his head and ate fruits and vegetables.
"Good morning, Ivan." Hermione replied with a smile.
It will be Professor Quirrell's Defense Against the Dark Arts class in a while. After breakfast, the two walked towards the classroom.
It was still the strong smell of garlic, and it was still the cowardly Professor Quirrell. Ivan sat in the penultimate row of the classroom, feeling the smell of garlic constantly penetrating into his nostrils, and couldn't help frowning He stood up and said loudly, "Professor Quirrell, can you please clean your body before going to class every day, this smell almost makes me spit it out."
As soon as this sentence came out, the little wizards in the classroom immediately looked at Ivan with admiring eyes. To be honest, they couldn't bear it anymore, and finally someone brought it up.
"No...no...my...this is...for...to...defend..." When Quirrell saw a little wizard standing up, his lecture method, which was not smooth at first, stuttered even more, but Before he finished speaking, Ai Wen interrupted him again.
"So what are you trying to say, professor? Does black magic have to be solved by garlic? You know, this is a classroom. If you want to teach, you must at least give us a normal environment. To be honest, professor, I've had enough!"
"But...but..." Quirrell tried to explain again. For the first time, he realized that this little wizard who usually seemed to be falling asleep in class was so slick.
"No, but, forget it, I won't embarrass you, professor." Aiwen said as a matter of course, as if he is the professor, and Quirrell is just a student, "Let's fight a game, the most important thing for Defense Against the Dark Arts is actual combat, right? ?"
"No...this...this is not good, I...I am...professor, and you..." Faced with Ivan's pressing step by step, Professor Quirrell's face became as pale as a pig's liver, and he even Two steps back.
"Hehe." Ivan chuckled, ignored Professor Quirrell's words, and took out his wand and walked towards Professor Quirrell.
As the classroom of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, although there is no fixed location, without exception, the open space in front is basically large enough, which was deliberately vacated for the demonstration of magic, and at this time, Ivan had already left When he reached the side of the open space, he turned around, stood still, and looked directly at Quirrell.
Immediately afterwards, Ivan put his legs together, raised his right hand holding the wand, lightly drew a few circles in the air and put it in front of his chest, bowed and bent down, completely standard ancient aristocratic etiquette, Mrs. Ren Tash came in person Can't fault anything either, except that it should be holding a hat instead of a wand.
"Let's do it, Professor Quirrell." Ivan said lightly.
Quirrell, who had been cornered, had no choice but to hold his wand up in front of him, and then retracted it. Although there was no distinction of seniority in front of this kind of battle, it was not a formal duel, so as a professor, he didn't have to bow.
"Disarm you!" It was Professor Quirrell who took the lead.
"Iron armor protection!" A translucent armor phantom suddenly appeared in front of Ivan. The green light attacked the phantom and was refracted back. Professor Quirrell tilted his head slightly to avoid it. As a professor, the basic skills are of course It was necessary, but just as he wanted to continue attacking, Ivan's second spell had already been issued.
"Double springs gushing!" A very thick water column attacked Professor Quirrell, and Professor Quirrell immediately released an armor body to block it. Unlike the armor body released by Ivan, his armor body was completely It is transparent, but unfortunately, the incoming water flow can be blocked, but the water flow above the head cannot be blocked.
Cold water poured on him, and Quirrell fell into a state of confusion for a while. For a while, he thought that he was once famous for his talent, and also thought of the vampires and witches in the dark forest...Since then, he has been afraid of everything.
timid……
cowardly……
Even afraid of his own students.
Professor Quirrell thought unwillingly.
But Ivan didn't think so much. Seeing that Professor Quirrell was hit by himself, he immediately released the next magic.
"Frost and snow...frozen!"
The moment the sound fell, the water droplets on Professor Quirrell's body quickly began to solidify and freeze. In just a few seconds, ice balls appeared, and the ice balls interacted with each other.
At the same time, the wand in Ivan's hand also changed quietly, turning into a long white blade.
"Stop! Ivan!" Hermione's voice sounded from the back of the classroom. The long blade in Ivan's hand turned back into a wand again, and then turned around and walked out of the classroom. Seeing this, Hermione quickly chased him out, leaving only the All the young wizards looked at each other in blank dismay.
"Do you want to send the professor to the infirmary first?"
"It should... be necessary."
"Do you want to tell the dean?"
"Forehead……"
……
Room of Requirement.
Ivan, who put down his wand, had been hitting a boxing target for half an hour. Not far away, Hermione was sitting there very worried. Of course, she could understand Ivan's state, because she could understand , she couldn't say any words of dissuasion.
Azshara...
Ai Wen, who seemed to have come out last night, has not yet come out.
Moreover, she has never seen Aiwen like this. In the past, Aiwen was lazy, ignorant, and childish, but he was always smiling and rarely got angry. Even if he got angry, he was an outsider.
……
"Enough! Ivan!"
At this time, Hermione saw a trace of blood on Aiwen's fist, and she was worried and ran over to hold Aiwen. When Aiwen, who was punching crazy, was about to continue to fight, Hermione had already hugged him. There was a hint of crying in his voice.
Ivan looked at Hermione's worried face, and was stunned for half a second, then suddenly cupped Hermione's face with both hands, and kissed her.
……
auditorium,
When Aiwen, who had calmed down a lot in his heart, was sitting there eating, suddenly a gust of evil wind hit, and Aiwen looked sideways, and it turned out that it was Senior Penello, who was sitting there looking at him with a smile.
Finished!
The big thing is not good!
"Senior Penello, good evening, have you eaten yet?" Ivan picked up an apple with a smile, and blocked Penello's mouth when he was about to speak.
"Ivan, don't be poor." Penello took the apple from her mouth, and just when she was about to continue, Ivan peeled another orange and stuffed it into her mouth.She chewed it twice and swallowed it.
"This orange is not bad, very sweet, Senior Penello?" Ivan picked up another piece of orange and wanted to stuff it into Penello's mouth.
It's a pity that this time Penello had foreseen it a long time ago, and reached out to block Ivan's oranges, staring at her beautiful eyes, and said, "Ivan, don't you really know what you have committed?"
"Ahem, I didn't make any mistakes. Could it be that I didn't hand in my homework?" Ivan asked tentatively.
"Ivan!" Penelope slapped the table, brows bristling, "Isn't it good enough? Dare to challenge the professor, right? The dean is looking for you, hurry up and go after dinner!"
"Yes, Senior Penelope, I promise to complete the task!" Facing the powerful elder sister, Penelope, Ivan immediately confessed, ate the rest of the food twice, and then ran out with Hermione. , I went to find Dean Flitwick, anyway, Dean Flitwick would not do anything to him, at most he was asked to do some chores in the office.
"Cut, I don't show off my power, I really think I have no temper." Penello looked at Ivan's distant figure, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Don't say it, the oranges peeled by this little bastard are really pretty. Sweet."
Penello sat there and peeled several oranges, but without exception, each one was more sour...
Is it a coincidence?
Penello was lost in thought...
……
……
(End of this chapter)
The next morning, the alarm clock that hadn't sounded for a long time woke up Ai Wen. Sitting up, Ai Wen was stunned for a while, shaking his head and laughing.
It was only the second day that he missed something.
No matter when, the years are always high above.
Thousands of years of time flow, overlooking everything in this world,
Like a god.
Birth, old age, sickness and death, war killing.
No matter when, it is always indifferent.
It can heal all wounds and smooth all memories.
It will make people helpless, and it will make people resentful.
For example, Ivan now...
Dress, wash, go to the auditorium, have breakfast.
"Good morning, Hermione." Ivan sat next to Hermione as usual, grabbed a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth... Really tired, he turned his head and ate fruits and vegetables.
"Good morning, Ivan." Hermione replied with a smile.
It will be Professor Quirrell's Defense Against the Dark Arts class in a while. After breakfast, the two walked towards the classroom.
It was still the strong smell of garlic, and it was still the cowardly Professor Quirrell. Ivan sat in the penultimate row of the classroom, feeling the smell of garlic constantly penetrating into his nostrils, and couldn't help frowning He stood up and said loudly, "Professor Quirrell, can you please clean your body before going to class every day, this smell almost makes me spit it out."
As soon as this sentence came out, the little wizards in the classroom immediately looked at Ivan with admiring eyes. To be honest, they couldn't bear it anymore, and finally someone brought it up.
"No...no...my...this is...for...to...defend..." When Quirrell saw a little wizard standing up, his lecture method, which was not smooth at first, stuttered even more, but Before he finished speaking, Ai Wen interrupted him again.
"So what are you trying to say, professor? Does black magic have to be solved by garlic? You know, this is a classroom. If you want to teach, you must at least give us a normal environment. To be honest, professor, I've had enough!"
"But...but..." Quirrell tried to explain again. For the first time, he realized that this little wizard who usually seemed to be falling asleep in class was so slick.
"No, but, forget it, I won't embarrass you, professor." Aiwen said as a matter of course, as if he is the professor, and Quirrell is just a student, "Let's fight a game, the most important thing for Defense Against the Dark Arts is actual combat, right? ?"
"No...this...this is not good, I...I am...professor, and you..." Faced with Ivan's pressing step by step, Professor Quirrell's face became as pale as a pig's liver, and he even Two steps back.
"Hehe." Ivan chuckled, ignored Professor Quirrell's words, and took out his wand and walked towards Professor Quirrell.
As the classroom of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, although there is no fixed location, without exception, the open space in front is basically large enough, which was deliberately vacated for the demonstration of magic, and at this time, Ivan had already left When he reached the side of the open space, he turned around, stood still, and looked directly at Quirrell.
Immediately afterwards, Ivan put his legs together, raised his right hand holding the wand, lightly drew a few circles in the air and put it in front of his chest, bowed and bent down, completely standard ancient aristocratic etiquette, Mrs. Ren Tash came in person Can't fault anything either, except that it should be holding a hat instead of a wand.
"Let's do it, Professor Quirrell." Ivan said lightly.
Quirrell, who had been cornered, had no choice but to hold his wand up in front of him, and then retracted it. Although there was no distinction of seniority in front of this kind of battle, it was not a formal duel, so as a professor, he didn't have to bow.
"Disarm you!" It was Professor Quirrell who took the lead.
"Iron armor protection!" A translucent armor phantom suddenly appeared in front of Ivan. The green light attacked the phantom and was refracted back. Professor Quirrell tilted his head slightly to avoid it. As a professor, the basic skills are of course It was necessary, but just as he wanted to continue attacking, Ivan's second spell had already been issued.
"Double springs gushing!" A very thick water column attacked Professor Quirrell, and Professor Quirrell immediately released an armor body to block it. Unlike the armor body released by Ivan, his armor body was completely It is transparent, but unfortunately, the incoming water flow can be blocked, but the water flow above the head cannot be blocked.
Cold water poured on him, and Quirrell fell into a state of confusion for a while. For a while, he thought that he was once famous for his talent, and also thought of the vampires and witches in the dark forest...Since then, he has been afraid of everything.
timid……
cowardly……
Even afraid of his own students.
Professor Quirrell thought unwillingly.
But Ivan didn't think so much. Seeing that Professor Quirrell was hit by himself, he immediately released the next magic.
"Frost and snow...frozen!"
The moment the sound fell, the water droplets on Professor Quirrell's body quickly began to solidify and freeze. In just a few seconds, ice balls appeared, and the ice balls interacted with each other.
At the same time, the wand in Ivan's hand also changed quietly, turning into a long white blade.
"Stop! Ivan!" Hermione's voice sounded from the back of the classroom. The long blade in Ivan's hand turned back into a wand again, and then turned around and walked out of the classroom. Seeing this, Hermione quickly chased him out, leaving only the All the young wizards looked at each other in blank dismay.
"Do you want to send the professor to the infirmary first?"
"It should... be necessary."
"Do you want to tell the dean?"
"Forehead……"
……
Room of Requirement.
Ivan, who put down his wand, had been hitting a boxing target for half an hour. Not far away, Hermione was sitting there very worried. Of course, she could understand Ivan's state, because she could understand , she couldn't say any words of dissuasion.
Azshara...
Ai Wen, who seemed to have come out last night, has not yet come out.
Moreover, she has never seen Aiwen like this. In the past, Aiwen was lazy, ignorant, and childish, but he was always smiling and rarely got angry. Even if he got angry, he was an outsider.
……
"Enough! Ivan!"
At this time, Hermione saw a trace of blood on Aiwen's fist, and she was worried and ran over to hold Aiwen. When Aiwen, who was punching crazy, was about to continue to fight, Hermione had already hugged him. There was a hint of crying in his voice.
Ivan looked at Hermione's worried face, and was stunned for half a second, then suddenly cupped Hermione's face with both hands, and kissed her.
……
auditorium,
When Aiwen, who had calmed down a lot in his heart, was sitting there eating, suddenly a gust of evil wind hit, and Aiwen looked sideways, and it turned out that it was Senior Penello, who was sitting there looking at him with a smile.
Finished!
The big thing is not good!
"Senior Penello, good evening, have you eaten yet?" Ivan picked up an apple with a smile, and blocked Penello's mouth when he was about to speak.
"Ivan, don't be poor." Penello took the apple from her mouth, and just when she was about to continue, Ivan peeled another orange and stuffed it into her mouth.She chewed it twice and swallowed it.
"This orange is not bad, very sweet, Senior Penello?" Ivan picked up another piece of orange and wanted to stuff it into Penello's mouth.
It's a pity that this time Penello had foreseen it a long time ago, and reached out to block Ivan's oranges, staring at her beautiful eyes, and said, "Ivan, don't you really know what you have committed?"
"Ahem, I didn't make any mistakes. Could it be that I didn't hand in my homework?" Ivan asked tentatively.
"Ivan!" Penelope slapped the table, brows bristling, "Isn't it good enough? Dare to challenge the professor, right? The dean is looking for you, hurry up and go after dinner!"
"Yes, Senior Penelope, I promise to complete the task!" Facing the powerful elder sister, Penelope, Ivan immediately confessed, ate the rest of the food twice, and then ran out with Hermione. , I went to find Dean Flitwick, anyway, Dean Flitwick would not do anything to him, at most he was asked to do some chores in the office.
"Cut, I don't show off my power, I really think I have no temper." Penello looked at Ivan's distant figure, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Don't say it, the oranges peeled by this little bastard are really pretty. Sweet."
Penello sat there and peeled several oranges, but without exception, each one was more sour...
Is it a coincidence?
Penello was lost in thought...
……
……
(End of this chapter)
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