v2 Chapter 95： Quirrell died so wrongly

In a previous life, William once saw such a job advertisement:

The Syrian war zone is recruiting summer workers, part-time jobs are available, 8,000 a day, and the end of the day.

It is no different from eating chicken at ordinary times, and provides guns and bazookas. There are four off-road trucks in the front, four in the rear, and eight in the back.

With such superior conditions, William was moved at that time. He is a little expert at eating chickens, and he is an old man.

It's a pity that William is not old enough, otherwise he would definitely sign up.

Regardless of whether the bidding advertisement is true or false, people at least know one thing: high risk and high reward.

Correspondingly, the corpse-carrying staff in crematoriums have high wages:

After all, in this position, there is a very high possibility of encountering strange and supernatural events, perhaps being scratched by a fingernail, and you may become a ghost...

So the question is, what about the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts?

Little money, a lot of things, a lot of pressure, and an unruly boss...

Wait, these few descriptors seem to apply to most positions.

Then add another sentence: the mortality rate is high!

For three consecutive years, two professors died, and one was imprisoned in Azkaban... This is only the number that William knows at present, what he doesn't know, isn't there more?

For a time, the cursed campus legend of Defense Against the Dark Arts... once again became a buzz.

What was Quirrell's cause of death?

The majority of students naturally cleaned up their suspicions immediately.

Everyone believes that Quirrell's death was caused by the pressure of teaching at Hogwarts.

Of the seven grades in total, Quirrell was the only Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. He woke up earlier than Hagrid and slept later than Filch, and he was full of classes during the day, all day long.

The iron body also has to be boiled down!

Didn't Professor Binns die of stress? Even if he dies, he must continue to serve the evil Hogwarts.

As for the usual pranks, it's just to relieve the pressure on Professor Quirrell.

It sounds so reasonable, but William is speechless!

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Restricted area on the fourth floor.

Dumbledore stood in front of Quirrell's body, speechless.

Snape's face was ugly. He looked at the poison that was drunk on the table and felt very uncomfortable.

Not because of Quirrell's death, but because of himself.

No matter how much damage Quirrell suffered, the most critical cause of death was drinking poison, which couldn't be changed.

Are you going to Azkaban again?

Come on, Asi!

You shouldn't have listened to Dumbledore's words, and if you were foolish enough to boil so many poisons, you should put some cough syrup and the like to pretend to be poisons.

"Don't worry, Severus." Dumbledore said calmly.

"Look at the back of Quirrell's head."

Snape stepped forward curiously, and he turned Quirrell over.

His head was bald, and on the back of his head, there was an obvious depression, as if something had been put there, but now it was gone.

"This is……"

"A black magic, very deep, evil black magic.

It allows a wizard to live in another wizard and use the host's body to a certain extent.

Of course, the price is that the life of the host will be greatly attenuated. ' Dumbledore explained.

"Who's attached to the back of Quirrell's head?" Snape's voice trembled.

"You know who it is, Severus." Dumbledore stared at Quirrell's body.

Snape's face was extremely ugly, and he said in a strange tone, "You already knew that that person... is on the back of Quirrell's head?"

"Yes, the first time I saw Quirrell, I felt a strange aura. Although he was well hidden, it was difficult for ordinary people to find him, but I happened to be much more careful than ordinary people."

Dumbledore's tone was calm, not much pride.

"After the Gringotts incident, I am more certain of my guess."

"You knew that man was on Quirrell, yet let him be at school?" Snape stared at Dumbledore angrily.

"Principal, are you full of troll snot in your head?!

So many students are in school, and Potter... He is impulsive, arrogant, arrogant, ignorant... That person can't wait to kill him!

Are you not afraid? "

"Severus, the choices Harry will face in the future are probably much more severe than they are now!" Dumbledore's voice was deep and calm.

"This is a test and a test, he is very important! If I can't stand even these, I have to change my plan in advance."

"Also, I keep an eye on Quirrell."

"So, what about Quirrell's death? Was it your expectation?" Snape sneered.

Silence, terrible silence.

Dumbledore was indeed wrong.

In his original plan, Harry should, under various guidance, find out that Quirrell has a problem step by step, and finally take the initiative to enter the restricted area on the fourth floor.

In the restricted area, Harry, with the help of his friends, went through various levels, and finally bravely faced Voldemort and defeated him with the power left by Lily!

This is the flow of the whole story.

But the plan couldn't keep up with the changes.

Dumbledore did not expect that last night, Voldemort would start a killing spree in the Forbidden Forest, consuming Quirrell's life recklessly;

He didn't even expect that after the battle, he would come to the restricted area to steal the Philosopher's Stone.

The most surprising thing is that Quirrell, the tool man, died before the end of the story.

He also has some headaches now.

"What are you going to do with this restricted area?" Snape asked. "And the Philosopher's Stone?"

"Keep it." Dumbledore sighed, "I know Voldemort, even better than he himself.

I'm pretty sure Voldemort didn't leave, he just left without coming back, he must be hiding somewhere in the school. "

"Where would he hide?" Snape frowned.

Dumbledore thought for a moment, then said softly, "There are many, I will check them one by one, but I'm afraid he is hiding somewhere I don't know."

"Is there anything you don't know about this school?" Snape sneered.

"Severus, Hogwarts has many secrets, and even I can't know them all.

Now there is such a place, I know it exists, but after a long investigation, I haven't found the specific location. "

Snape looked at Dumbledore suspiciously, as if to tell if he was telling the truth.

After a while, Snape asked again, "What about Quirrell?

He, a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, died at the school without a clue, and the Ministry of Magic will investigate. How do you explain? "

Dumbledore had already prepared his speech, and he said calmly: "It was Quirrell who attacked Gringotts, he is the dark wizard lurking in the school.

I think Connelly would love to see such a criminal arrested, even if it's just a corpse! "

"What about the evidence, will the Ministry of Magic believe it?" Snape asked.

"My words are the evidence. He didn't stay in his room in the middle of the night, but appeared in the restricted area. Naturally, he was trying to steal the Philosopher's Stone."

Dumbledore pointed to Quirrell's body, "You saw that too, he's lying here."

"Maybe he's just curious... the evidence isn't that strong," Snape retorted.

"William is my witness. I will let him be questioned by the Aurors and tell them that he is sure that Quirrell is... the black-robed wizard who attacked Gringotts."

"Isn't that bad?" Snape shook his head. "Stark is the only witness. In order to close the case, the Ministry of Magic will definitely disclose his testimony for the public to see."

Snape used an exaggerated tone and exaggerated sarcasm:

"How will the newspaper report it? Ha! The youngest recipient of the Merlin Medal once again resisted the Dark Wizard and protected Gringotts!

How will the public evaluate it? Will excessive praise affect the child's growth? "

"William is more mature than you think."

Snape shrugged noncommittally.

Although he doesn't like Stark, he doesn't want him to be like Potter!

Speaking of which...why doesn't Harry's character resemble Lily at all?

Snape sighed regretfully.

If Harry was Harry, he would adopt her even if he tried his best!

Dumbledore waved his wand, and Quirrell's body floated up, wrapped in a huge box.

Dumbledore picked up the parchment on the table again, and glanced at the potion number four that had been drunk on the table.

He was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help asking: "By the way, Severus, what is the answer you calculated?"

Snape said strangely:

"What's the matter? Don't you know? The answer is obvious. The number in 'Dumbledore' is 2, and the number in 'Snape' is 8."

"..."

"What's wrong?" Snape looked bewildered. "Am I wrong? Impossible... You must be wrong, Headmaster!"

Snape emphatically refused to admit that he was wrong.

Dumbledore didn't speak, he suddenly felt that Quirrell died... a bit wrong.

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