Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

Quirrell was both respectful and fearful of Voldemort.

He could not forget that in order to gain practical experience in defense against the dark arts, he went deep into the black forest of Romania and met several vampires and forest witches, and how embarrassed he was forced to be.

It was the master, relying on the body of the remnant soul, instructing him to use a certain lost black magic ritual to destroy those few enemies in one fell swoop.

Since then, he has been threatened with life by Voldemort's side, and is soon overwhelmed by the Dark Lord's vast knowledge.

For the Ravenclaw top student, the Dark Lord's knowledge has an extraordinary charm, both evil and brilliant, a completely new version of him that was completely unavailable at Hogwarts.

That old honey Dumbledore wouldn't tell him these wonderful knowledge at all, he would only say "love", "love", "love", can that thing be eaten as food? Can you help him regain his confidence?

Just because he became the teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Snape's oil-headed monster has been looking for trouble for him. Can Dumbledore's "love" help him solve it?

After all, he still fell into the arms of Voldemort. He wanted to gain the master's appreciation, complete the master's task, gain more knowledge, improve his strength, and prove himself!

And with Quirrell's full-strength spellcasting, the first to suffer was the little fire dragon Norberta.

After all, this little guy has only been born for more than ten days. He has been able to stalemate with Quirrell, an adult wizard, until now, which is already an extraordinary performance.

Now that an attack pattern was used several times, some of her little habits were quickly mastered by Quirrell.

When she walked through the branches and leaves again, ready to go around behind the enemy and breathe fire.

Seven or eight old vines hanging between the branches and leaves suddenly came to life, like a giant python, wrapped around Norberta's body, some tied their wings, some pulled their tails, and some even looked like horses. Like a bridle, it covered her head.

Along with her struggle, the twigs and dead leaves fell like rain, but the vines grew more and more, and the little fire dragon was like a moth caught in a cobweb, seeing that it couldn't break free.

Of course Hagrid, who was beside him, would not sit back and watch this happen, and immediately aimed at Quirrell, and the bow was an arrow.

The sharp arrow rushed like thunder, but as it got closer to the target, the speed became slower and slower.

The air in front of Quirrell seemed to have turned into a pool of sticky glue, rushing forward, blocking the arrows.

An invisible force charged from all directions, up, down, left, and right, repeatedly consuming the powerful force contained in the arrow.

As the saying goes, at the end of a strong arrow, it is impossible to penetrate Lu Yu. When the arrow flew to a distance of less than one meter from Quirrell's chest, it was powerless to advance any further.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The sound of the bowstring vibrating sounded one after another, but these arrows still followed in the footsteps of the previous one. Three or four arrows were imprisoned in the air in front of Quirrell, just like in "The Matrix". The bullet in front of Austria is the same.

And with Quirrell's wave of his hand, those suspended arrows immediately changed direction and flew towards Hagrid at a faster speed.

Facing the arrows that flew upside down, Hagrid hurriedly covered his head with his arms. Those arrows seemed to be powerful, but they all bounced off his long-haired monster coat.

However, the next moment, a majestic force hit his chest and arms heavily.

Like standing in front of the dam's flood outlet and facing the turbulent flood, Hagrid was shot and flew out, smashing a huge tree as thick as his waist, lying on the ground not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Seeing that the two annoying bugs had been dealt with, Quirrell finally breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't care about chasing after the victory, he turned to look at the unicorn, and was ready to continue his master's mission. His time was running out.

"Ah! Who is it! Who did it!"

A shrill cry resounded throughout the Forbidden Forest, which really made the listeners sad and those who heard it wept.

The unicorn that was lying on the edge of the open space and was dying, has disappeared!

Only the traces of the struggle on the open space and the large glistening bloodstains prove that it once existed.

The unicorn just disappeared out of thin air, leaving no trace of any extra drag.

"Crackling."

Quirrell, who was in a hurry, waved his wand wildly. The surrounding quagmire, trees, and land, wherever his wand pointed, saw shavings, splashes, dirt, and twigs and leaves flying all over the sky. The entire open space seemed to have experienced artillery fire. baptism.

In this way, he was still not relieved, and pointed his wand directly at the little fire dragon Norberta hanging in the air.

At this moment, with a "swipe" sound, a dark shadow suddenly flashed past Norberta.

Like a magic weapon descending from the sky, Clark grabbed the activated rope in one hand and the wand in the other, like Tarzan of the ape, wrapped the rope around the branches and swung over.

With the wave of the wand, the sharp rays of light flickered, and the vines that bound the little fire dragon Norberta were disconnected silkily.

Before Quirrell cast the spell, the little guy finally broke free, spread his wings, accompanied Clark crookedly, and fell to Hagrid's side.

The bursting vines sputtered out emerald green juice, which became a gorgeous backdrop behind them. Real men are like this, never looking back at the explosion.

"Where's the unicorn?" Hagrid saw Clark and Norberta who were safe and sound, UU reading www. uukanshu. Com heaving a sigh of relief, resisting the pain in his arms and chest, he stood up and stood in front of them. At the same time, he did not forget to take care of the seriously injured unicorn.

"Do not worry."

Clark stretched out his hand, and the other end of the activated rope wrapped around the branch loosened and retracted back to his arm with a thud.

"It's safe now, but we need to hold this guy for a few more minutes." Clark turned the wand in his hand and said confidently.

"no problem!"

Hagrid gave an affirmative answer. He didn't need to say anything more. He directly picked up the big tree next to him that he had smashed, and charged towards Quirrell as if he was holding a battering ram.

The huge tree canopy obscured the enemy's sight very well. Even if Quirrell's spell was powerful, hitting the tree crown would only blow up the branches and leaves. For that sturdy tree, it was nothing but a drop in the bucket. .

Seeing that the meat shield was already on its way, Clark naturally wasn't far behind.

With the help of the canopy, with a wave of his hand, the activation rope on his left hand suddenly stretched and shot out, wrapped around the tree trunk in Hagrid's hand, and then shrank again, and his whole body slid into the canopy with this pulling force. hid in.

On the side, Norberta, under the command of his psychic link, flew into the air, provided him with Quirrell's dynamics from a height, and used the breath of fire to deter the enemy at any time.

Quirrell was in a state of rage at the moment. The disappearance of the unicorn broke his mind. He would see Hagrid and the others rushing up again like endless goblins. He was always proud and calm. Also a little out of control.

"enough!"

When he waved his wand and was about to cut the entire tree trunk out of it, a sharp voice exploded in his mind.