The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts Chapter 73

Professor Quirrell is a Ravenclaw-born scholar who used to be a teacher of Muggle studies courses, and is now promoted to professor by Dumbledore.

Although it has become eccentric now, it does not lack any knowledge reserve.

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

Quirrell glanced at the class, sighed, and simply watched Anton speak.

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

Oh, look at the bad way of speaking.

Quirrell's stammering words echoed clearly in the quiet classroom, and laughter erupted again, among which Draco laughed the loudest.

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

Gan!

I finally mustered up the courage to face Voldemort, is it easy for you to be me?

Is it easy?

Anton stood up and turned to look at everyone coldly.

Although he did not become the head of Slytherin's students like Draco, he has always belonged to a unique role that no one dared to bully. Occasionally, a few naughty and proud Slytherins provoked him and were cleaned up. Obedient.

For a moment, the Slytherin side was quiet.

Affected by this strange atmosphere, no one spoke from Gryffindor.

"Who else is going to quarrel?"

"Who else?"

During the conversation, the dirt and dust in every corner of the classroom vibrated, making a harsh buzzing sound, and the low-frequency sound from the resonance even shook the dust from the ceiling, causing all the children to look terrified.

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

He thought for a while, "after class... come to my office... office, I'll be fine... tell you about the scarecrow spell, okay... okay?"

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 on the way to the school hospital, he asked a classmate to ask Quirrell to take a leave of absence.

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

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

Anton twitched the corners of his mouth and let himself show a polite smile.

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

Anton could only continue to smile.

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

There are always some people who are too busy to greet him. He smiles with difficulty, and his cheeks are almost sore.

"Hey, cousin!"

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

Ron was obviously looking for him for something, and a group of people were eager to come over.

Lying down, this is at Voldemort's door, what if this is considered a good relationship with Harry.

Anton smiled and nodded kindly as a greeting. As if he didn't notice their desire to chat, he walked quickly to Quirrell's office.

"Dong dong dong."

"Come in." Quirrell's voice revealed a hint of elegance.

After Anton came in, he politely closed the door gently, so that Lao Fu and the others would not be excited when they saw Harry outside the door.

"Hello, Professor Quirrell."

After Anton said hello, his eyes suddenly widened.

At this time, Quirrell no longer had that timid expression. He leaned back gracefully on the large armchair, his body stretched naturally, his back was straight, one hand rested lightly on the armrest, and the other shook with a glass of red wine.

Even with Erlang's legs crossed!

"I like you very much as a student. You are excellent, confident, unruly, and eager to learn. It always reminds me of my childhood." Quirrell smiled, raised his eyelids to look at Anton, and raised his left hand slightly to signal him to be opposite. chair, "sit."

Mommy~

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

"Excellent students always have to be treated differently. They cannot be allowed to accept some stupid and bad knowledge, which will only make them waste their precious time and talents."

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

Great.

Anton was so excited that he cried.

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

You said that you can stay in the hat well, right?

What are you running out for?

So naughty!

He sat upright and upright, like an obedient child in kindergarten, and looked extraordinarily well-behaved.

Professor Quirrell was clearly satisfied 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, so let me go.

Arvada is also not suitable for me. I managed to get rid of the instinctive reaction of releasing the Cruciatus. Is it easy for me?

Professor Quirrell's eyes seemed to be able to read people's hearts, and his eyes were full of jokes.

Day.

Anton came to his senses. Like Dumbledore, he was also a master of Demention.

Quickly let go of your thoughts.

Thanks to the strong heart that faced death at any time, which he cultivated by following the old wizard in the early days, An Dong's face remained calm.

"I want to learn the Scarecrow spell."

"The Scarecrow spell? What's there to learn?" Professor Quirrell thought for a while, and then nodded lightly, "Okay, I can teach it."

His slender fingers twitched upwards in the air, and countless words floated in the air like blue flames, beating and twisting.

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

"The white wizard who made this change must be very proud, retaining the strange appearance of transformation, but eliminating all those dangerous and bad negative effects."

"This is a very dangerous ancient magic curse."

"It's also the source of the scarecrow monster."

"Of course, the scarecrow is no longer to be found. This kind of creature is too dangerous and has been killed by the Ministry of Magic."

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

Professor Quirrell explained the various spellcasting techniques of the Scarecrow Curse, the countermeasures, the value of using it, and the anti-curse and potion-resolving methods.

He even explained in detail why such a spell should be pronounced like this, and why some bytes should be accented and some bytes should be lengthened.

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

He heard it hungrily.

Filled with this knowledge, the notepad and ballpoint pen in the messenger bag flew out, floating beside him, making quick records.

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

Chapter end