After adding points, Professor "Qi Luo" started his lecture again.
Luke's vigilance and caution did not relax at all until the class was over.
When the bell rang and he followed everyone out of the classroom, he did not look back at the person lecturing above.
Now I don't have the strength in my normal state. If I can stay away, it's better to stay away.
While he was leaving, Professor Quirrell's eyes followed his back until he left the classroom.
Just after the last student walked out of the classroom, the confidence and pride on Professor Quirrell's face disappeared in an instant.
What replaced him was the same timidity, cowardice, and neurosis as before.
As if his butt was burned by something, he immediately jumped up from the chair and looked around in fear, as if something was watching him.
Then he quickly hid in a small door above the classroom in three steps and two steps at a time, which was his office.
With a "bang", the door was closed.
Quirrell threw himself on the sofa, his face full of worry and fear, and his body stooped. He looked extremely tired, like a college student who was dragged to run three thousand meters after staying up all night.
"Master, master, this, isn't this a little too risky? Even if you want to see him, you don't have to go and teach him in person. I, I can keep him after class."
"Ha, idiot."
A cold and arrogant voice sounded in his mind.
"An orphan from the Gaunt family suddenly appeared and said something like that at the opening dinner. Do you think Dumbledore wouldn't keep an eye on this person?"
"If you leave him alone, isn't it obvious that there is something wrong with you?"
Facing Voldemort's shouts and questions, Quirrell could only tremble non-stop.
"But, suddenly I taught a very effective lesson like this..."
"Then I will take all the classes from now on!"
Before Quirrell could finish his words, Voldemort spoke.
These words made Quirrell's already pale face become even more pale, and now he looked like a dead corpse.
"But, but, but, this, this, this is not good for your recovery."
Quirrell even cried when he said this.
"It's not good for your health."
Voldemort sneered again, but the next second, his voice became unusually gentle.
"Don't worry, Quirrell. You are my most loyal servant now. How could I be so cruel to you? We are one now, and using your body to teach is just to avoid that old man Dumbledore." It’s just an observation of something.”
"I care about Luke Gunter very much, because his surname is Gunter, and he is now the heir to the Gunter family. He can become a great servant, and even if he cannot become a servant, he can still become a great body."
"The day he becomes my body, you will be liberated, Quirrell. After my resurrection, I will give you power, give you status, and give you everything you want."
"Because you helped me when I was at my weakest. The Dark Lord never lets his loyal servant down."
Voldemort's words kept echoing in Quirrell's mind, as if they were persuading and imprinting.
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The second class in the morning is the Charms class. This gave Luke a sigh of relief. In this class, he finally didn't have to deal with boredom or danger.
"I hope that the Defense Against Dark Arts class can be held normally in the future..."
Luke also prayed secretly in his heart.
"Luke, why did you stop me just now?"
Taylor followed Luke and asked doubtfully in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
Luke looked at Taylor's innocent and clear eyes, smiled and said, "Don't you believe that I am the savior?"
Taylor nodded, this is what grandma said, of course she believed it.
"Then just listen to me. You don't need to know about this matter for the time being, let alone tell others about it, or use your talents to spy on Professor Quirrell."
Luke warned seriously: "Dumbledore must also know some of the things I know, so don't worry, there won't be any big trouble."
Although Dumbledore seemed indifferent when faced with many things, Luke was still convinced of the old man's control. The current situation most likely did not exceed his expectations.
At least now I don't have to go into battle in person to confront Voldemort head-on.
Luke thought so, but what he didn't know was that something that would force him to confront him head-on would soon happen.
Taylor looked at Luke suspiciously, and a sharp light gradually emerged in her blue eyes. But when she saw Luke's determined look, she gradually calmed down the light and nodded.
She didn't activate her talent. First of all, it was because Luke knew Occlumency. As long as he didn't want to, she wouldn't have the space to see his thoughts.
Secondly, since she chose to believe in Luke, she had to believe it to the end. She firmly believed that her grandma would not harm her.
Luke watched Taylor restrain his talents, and he gritted his teeth tightly.
He had just been prepared for Taylor to read his heart. Luke knew very well that legilimens faced various disadvantages in the world, so when they interacted with others, what they trusted most was their own abilities.
But just now, he didn't feel that he was seen through, which meant that Taylor didn't activate his ability. She chose to believe Luke in the end. This made Luke's heart tighten.
"Let's go, it's time for class."
The two people fell at the end of the crowd in the snake courtyard, and no one paid attention to their movements. After the conversation, the two of them gradually caught up with the large army.
Students swarmed into the Charms classroom.
This classroom is even more special, more like a place for meetings or displaying results, rather than an ordinary classroom.
There are semicircular stepped desks on both sides, and a large circle at the back of the classroom contains desks and blackboards.
A short man stood there, though not even as tall as some of the students. But the smile on his face is natural and confident.
Slytherin students were the early ones again. They had this class with Gryffindor. Compared to little lions, little snakes care more about time.
However, among the carefree little lions, there are also people who care about time and are looking forward to this class.
Because this class was with Slytherin.
Just when Luke found a seat near the front and Tyler sat next to him like he had in the previous two classes.
A suspicious voice suddenly sounded not far away, making him tremble in fright.
"Luke, who is she?"
