Harry Potter: The Dragon Lord Comes to Hogwarts

Flame flickering~

Dudley's body stood still, he looked at the corner not far away and remained silent.

In sight, there is only the magic lampshade installed on the wall, the diffuse reflection refracted...

There is no extra "shadow".

"Could it be...

Did I guess wrong?

Didn't that malicious black magic professor Quirrell stay here in advance? "

"call......"

Frowning thoughtfully.

It seems that the other party should be very careful, and did not approach him rashly...

Come to think of it, it's possible...

"Da da!"

Just then Dudley heard behind him.

There was a strange sound of "crack!"

"who is it!?"

Suddenly, Dudley turned his head, and at some point there was a figure standing in front of the wall not far from him.

"how is this possible!?"

Dudley subconsciously took a step back.

The figure faced the wall, with its back to itself.

I didn't realize it!

And the other party's bandaged head is very iconic...  

This is exactly, Quirinus Quirrell.

he....

How the hell did he show up?

Dudley's heart began to beat violently.

Although his face was calm, anyone would react to this kind of "ghost movie" scene.

Conditioned reflex does not belong to the control of subjective consciousness.

And Dudley must have observed the surrounding environment in a state of "vigilance" just now.

With his own naked eyes, he can be sure that just now...

There was absolutely no one here just now!

Quirinaschiro appeared so silently and out of thin air.

"Cough...cough cough..."

A slight cough came out, and Professor Quirrell turned around slowly...

As usual, his expression was a little "cowardly" mixed with inarticulate speech:

"Du...Dudley...you...you...you don't go to Quidditch lessons...why... why are you here?"

Dudley answered subconsciously with a puzzled expression:

"Sorry, Professor Quirrell, the way you speak is a little... I may not be able to hear you clearly!"

Professor Quirrell stretched out his hand and beckoned to Dudley:

"Dudley...you...you come here...old...the teacher has something...I want you...to do it!"

"Good Professor Quirrell!"

Dudley was talking, but his steps seemed to be tripped by something, and he fell to the ground.

Instead Dudley reached out and rubbed his ankle.

With a distressed expression on his face, he said:

"Professor Quirrell...Sorry...there is a 'foreign body' on the ground...I was too careless...."

Dudley leaned back as he spoke!

He was extremely certain in his heart that the current situation was extremely dangerous.

Fortunately, I chose a "witness" early in the morning.

Dudley turned his head and glanced quietly at the oil painting wall beside him.

The oil painting is a slightly fat woman, it is the caretaker of the Gryffindor dormitory [Fat Lady]!

The Fat Lady moved her head on the oil painting, she looked down at Dudley below her.

Fat lady oil painting is very doubtful.....

The kid clearly had nothing behind his feet, how did he trip himself to the ground?

What does Gryffindor's little wizard really mean?

On the other side, Professor Quirrell has fallen into an inexplicable sluggish state since he finished what he just said.

He didn't talk too much, because thoughts and obscure whispers were roaring in his mind.

[Kill him...kill him...kill him! ! !

My new body is in his hands......

He is a "thief"....

"Thief", "Despicable" and "Despicable"!

He is "despicable"! ! !

He's "shameless"...

He actually wants to occupy my body...

Be sure to organize him! !

kill him!

go!

hurry up! ! !

I want you to kill him now and take my body back...

Useless servant!

You stupid trash, give me a hand!Destroy him for me!End his life and take back my body! 】

"irritable"! "destroy"! "eager"!

Quirrell resisted the impulse in his heart, and he tried his best to comfort him in his mind:

"Great and noble master, your humble servant Quirinasquillo, at your service...

But... it's really out of place here, your fancy 'body' is under the watchful eye of the "Fat Lady" in Gryffindor!

If you act rashly..."

【Shut up!

you useless piece of crap....

I've given you the 'chance' and you failed....

It's easy, it's easy!

Well, you kill that damn oil painting all together.

Kill them all, and take back my "body" from the hands of despicable thieves! 】

【kill him!kill him! ! ! 】

Quirrell's body trembled involuntarily, he stretched out his hand tremblingly and touched his arms, his fingers were still clasped at the end of the wand.

There seems to be nothing in Quirrell's murmur:

"Dudley...you're hurt...then let the teacher do it for you..."

Seeing Professor Quirrell's movements, Dudley couldn't help but want to let go of his hand that was always in his pocket.

"Mainful intentions"!

With the intuition of an adult, Dudley can feel the other party's true "smile hides a knife"!

Quirrell is about to make a move...

Dudley could feel the restlessness of his "pet" Totoro!

no!hold on!

But now is not "the time"...

There are people!

If "Qilao" is behind him, then who is the "another" shadow at the corner of the wall that he saw earlier?

At this moment, a voice "faintly" sounded:

"Professor Quirrell, the child is injured.

I think...... the treatment of wounds should be given to me in Potions class, not to you... the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher! "

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