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Chapter 306 Quirrell’s Magical Creatures Lesson
"Classmates." Quirrell looked at the students in the classroom as if he were his own children, "Welcome to my Magical Creatures class."

"During this period, I believe everyone is very tired due to external influences."

Quirrell showed a distressed expression and continued: "So, I thought of a way to make everyone feel relaxed."

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

Quirrell clapped his hands, and a little giant nearly four meters tall with a beard reaching his waist came to him.

"Rubber Hagrid, a half-giant. Of course, I think he is a master of magical beasts."

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

He came to the classroom for the first time since being expelled from Hogwarts.

This place that haunts him in dreams, every breath of air is sweet.

"Assistant Hagrid can safely travel through the Forbidden Forest. You should know the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts, right? There are countless dangerous magical animals there. Even Dumbledore must be very careful when entering."

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

Hagrid coyly rubbed his fingers together, his nostrils flaring, and the hot breath he exhaled almost ignited the surroundings.

"Don't be shy, Assistant Hagrid. I have seen your abilities, and you are worthy of the title of Master of Magical Beasts." Quirrell patted Hagrid's thigh, signaling him to relax.

"I, I really don't know what to say, Professor Quirrell." Hagrid said in a low voice: "You are a good person, and I will definitely be your teaching assistant."

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

"Let's go to Assistant Hagrid's hut, which is outside the Hogwarts castle and on the edge of the Forbidden Forest."

"Hagrid, please take the students and set off first. I will 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 nervously and excitedly, whispering to each other about what kind of magical animals they would encounter.

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

"Potter, have you seen Mr. Malfoy?"

"No, Professor." Harry looked at Quirrell, his pupils fluctuating, "Professor, I feel that you are different from before."

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

"But yesterday, when I was taking care of magical animals with Hagrid, I suddenly understood a truth——"

"From the moment a person is born, he is meant to do good things."

"Human wisdom is different from the wisdom of beasts only when it is used to do good things."

Quirrell was like a blazing holy fire. He looked at Harry and said, "Classmate Potter, Professor McGonagall asked you to take over the Transfiguration class."

"I want to ask you something-"

"Help me lead a Magical Creatures lesson too."

Harry's mouth twitched. He always felt that he came to Hogwarts not to attend classes, but to become a trainee teacher.

"Professor, I——"

"You are the best student among the first-year students, and more importantly, you have a kind heart, I can see it."

Quirrell whispered in Harry's ear: "I did something wrong before. I actually wanted Malfoy to help me eliminate a dangerous thing."

"I need to make amends, and hopefully it's not too late."

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

He looked at Quirrell and asked curiously: "If I promise you, what will you do?"

"I will stop Malfoy." Quirrell said seriously: "He is still a child. Such dangerous things should be left to adults like me."

"I want to go with you, Professor Quirrell."

"This -" Quirrell hesitated for a moment, then asked: "What about this Magical Creatures class?" "I think you can trust Assistant Professor Hagrid, he will be a very responsible teacher." Harry smiled , asked: "Don't you believe him?"

"Of course I trust Assistant Hagrid." Quirrell thought for a moment and then made a decision immediately, "But I still can't let you follow, Potter, that thing is very dangerous."

"I'll hide." Harry took out his wand and cast the Disillusionment Charm on himself.

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

"Oh my God." Quirrell was dumbfounded, "I think Dumbledore really underestimated your talent."

"Please keep it a secret, Professor. Otherwise, Principal Dumbledore will assign me another task."

"No problem, Potter." Quirrell patted his chest and said, "Speaking of which, I totally disagree with Mr. Dumbledore's decision to ask you to protect Slytherin."

"You are clearly at the age to study hard, how can you shoulder such a heavy responsibility? Shouldn't we adults be the ones to do the hard work for such a thing?"

"Even if you drink sobriety potion every day, you should have a good learning environment."

Quirrell's face was full of indignation. As he walked towards the door, he complained: "If I become the principal of Hogwarts, I will definitely not be like Mr. Dumbledore."

"By the way, even if your magic is outstanding, you still have to stand behind me."

"If I don't let you go now, you will follow me secretly, right? Children of your age are very curious."

"I will hide, Professor. Mr. Hagrid is right, you are such a good person."

"I like your compliments, Potter. But again, you have to hide behind me."

"Understood, Professor."

The soul is truly amazing.

Harry could not see a trace of Voldemort in Quirrell.

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

Quirrell, who was running fast, suddenly stopped.

He saw Malfoy and took out his wand.

"Mr. Malfoy!" Quirrell looked straight at the crown in Malfoy's hand, "Please give me what you are holding, okay?"

"Professor?" Malfoy raised the crown in his hand with a confused look on his face.

"Expelliarmus!" Quirrell cast a spell suddenly, and a red light hit Malfoy.

Malfoy screamed in pain, and the crown fell out of his hand and hit the ground.

Quirrell waved his wand again, and a long rope came out of his sleeve, tied the crown, and pulled it back to his hand.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Malfoy." Quirrell felt the faint connection coming from the crown. He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Malfoy with an apologetic face.

"Professor, why did you attack me!? I want to tell my father!" Malfoy shouted angrily.

"I'm sorry, but I have reasons to do this." Quirrell said sincerely, "I will personally apologize to your father later."

"Humph, it won't be necessary later." Malfoy rubbed his wrist and raised his chin to the side, "My father is already here."

"Father, I'm here!"

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

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

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

I wonder what Lucius Malfoy's expression will be like after he finds out that he is Voldemort's father.

　Death

　　
　
(End of this chapter)