Chapter 73 The Elegant Professor Quirrell

Professor Quirrell is a top student from Ravenclaw. He used to be a teacher of Muggle studies courses, and is now promoted by Dumbledore to be a professor.

It's getting eccentric now, but there's no shortage of knowledge.

"Indeed...indeed it is a rune, child."

Quirrell glanced at the classroom, sighed, and just looked at Anton and started talking.

"This is a variation...variety of ancient magic, we...we...inherited from...ancient...ancient..."

Oh look at the terrible way of speaking.

The quiet classroom clearly echoed Quirrell's stuttering words, and there was another burst of laughter, among which Draco laughed the loudest.

Of course, Gryffindor was most affected by this happy atmosphere, and Harry looked very happy.

Gan!

I finally mustered up the courage to face Voldemort. Is it easy for you to think of me?

is it easy?

Anton stood up, turned his head coldly and looked at everyone.

Although he is not the student leader of Slytherin like Draco, he has always belonged to a unique role that no one dares to bully. Occasionally, a few mischievous Slytherins who think they are proud provoke him, and they are also dealt with. Submissive.

For a moment, the Slytherins fell silent.

Affected by this weird atmosphere, Gryffindor gradually became silent.

"Who else wants to argue?"

"Who else?"

While speaking, the dirt and dust in every corner of the classroom vibrated, making a piercing buzzing sound, and the low-frequency sound from the resonance even shook the dust from the ceiling, scaring all the children into panic.

Professor Quirrell said in a panic behind him, "Student, don't do this, don't do this, get out of class is over, get out of class is over, it's time already."

He thought for a while, "After class...come to my...office, I'll take a good...tell you about the Scarecrow Curse, okay...okay?"

"???"

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Anton struggled for a long time at the corner of the stairs not far from Professor Quirrell's door.

He was considering whether to get himself some potion to make himself look worse, and then stop by on the way to the school hospital to ask a classmate to ask Quirrell for a leave of absence.

After all, if you don't mention Voldemort, Professor Quirrell is still pretty good at talking.

"Hey, Anton." A classmate passed the stairs and greeted him.

Anton twitched the corners of his mouth, letting himself show a polite smile.

"Hey, Anthony." This is usually addressed to senior classmates who met through the twins.

Anton could only continue to smile.

There are many people passing by up and down the stairs from time to time.

There are always people who are too idle to greet him, and he smiles with difficulty, his cheeks are almost sore.

"Hey, cousin!"

Anton took a breath, this is Ron, with Harry and Hermione Neville beside him.

Ron obviously had something to look for him, and a group of people approached excitedly.

Lie down, this is at Voldemort's door, what if it is considered to have a good relationship with Harry.

Anton smiled and nodded kindly as a greeting, and walked quickly to Quirrell's office as if he didn't notice that they wanted to chat.

"Boom boom boom."

"Please come in." Quirrell's voice revealed a trace of elegant tone.

After Anton came in, he closed the door politely and gently, lest Lao Fu would get agitated when he saw Harry outside the door.

"Professor Quirrell, hello."

After Anton said hello, his eyes suddenly widened.

At this time, Quirrell no longer had that timid expression, and sat gracefully on the big armchair, his body stretched naturally, his back straight, with one hand lightly resting on the armrest, and the other shaking a glass of red wine.

He's so cocked with Erlang's legs!

"I like you very much as a student. You are outstanding, confident, unrestrained, and have a strong thirst for knowledge. It always reminds me of my childhood." Quirrell smiled, raised his eyelids to look at Anton, and raised his left hand slightly, signaling him to face him chair, "Sit."

Mom~

Anton's heart suddenly trembled, he swallowed, and sat down.

"Excellent students must always be treated differently. They cannot be allowed to accept some stupid and bad knowledge. This will only waste their precious time and talent."

At this time, Professor Quirrell's tone was natural, and his speech was smooth, and he was no longer the stuttering look.

Great.

Anton was almost crying with excitement.

What the hell is Quirrell, this guy must be Voldemort!

Are you saying that it's not good for you to stay in the hat?

What are you doing running out?

So naughty!

He was sitting upright, like an obedient kid in kindergarten, and he looked extraordinarily well-behaved.

Professor Quirrell was clearly pleased with his intellectual curiosity.

"Tell me, what do you want to learn?"

Ha ha.

I don't want to learn anything now, I want to die, let me go.

Avada eating big melons is also not suitable for me. I finally got rid of the instinctive reaction of releasing the Cruciatus Curse. Is it easy for me?

Professor Quirrell's eyes seem to be able to see through people's hearts, and his eyes are full of jokes.

Day.

Anton came to his senses, this f*ck, like Dumbledore, is also a master of insanity.

Quickly let go of your mind.

Thanks to the strong heart that he developed by following the old wizard in the early days, facing death at any time, Anton's face remained calm, and he exhaled lightly, and he simply felt relieved.

"I want to learn the Scarecrow Charm."

"The Scarecrow Curse? What's so easy to learn?" Professor Quirrell thought for a while, agreed, and nodded slightly, "Okay, I can teach this."

His slender fingers flicked upwards in mid-air, and countless words floated in mid-air, dancing and twisting like blue flames.

"You are very perceptive. This is indeed a rune spell, and it is a stupid transliteration. The transposed Latin can only exert a trace of the power of the original spell."

"The white wizard who made these changes must be very proud. He kept the strange appearance of the transformation, but eliminated all the dangerous and bad negative effects."

"This is a very dangerous ancient magic curse."

"It's also the source of creatures like scarecrows."

"Of course, there are no scarecrow monsters anymore. This kind of creature is too dangerous and has been hunted down by the Ministry of Magic."

Next, Lao Fu... Oh, no, this is Professor Quirrell, yes, it must be Professor Quirrell!

Professor Quirrell explained various spell-casting techniques, countermeasures, value of using the scarecrow spell, as well as methods of counter-curse and potion to solve the spell.

He even explained in detail why such a spell should be pronounced the way it is, why some characters should be accented and others should be elongated.

This is the first time Anton has heard someone explain the principle of spell pronunciation skills.

He listened hungrily.

With all this knowledge in his head, the notepad and ballpoint pen in the messenger bag flew out, floating beside him to quickly record.

Now he doesn't care who is sitting in front of him talking, even a pig.