Mr. Quirrell has been having a hard time lately.
Although he no longer has to worry about children teasing him in class after starting his final exams, for the humanoid Defense Against the Dark Arts Curse Absorber, good luck on one side often means more misfortunes are on the way.
Professors always tell little wizards not to resist taking exams, which can tell them how much they have learned and serve as a mirror that reflects their learning.
However, as far as first-year students are concerned, Hermione is the only one who has clearly shown that she loves exams.
There are also professors who have a strong aversion to exams.
Take Miss Sybill Trelawney, for example. Students are used to letting their imagination run wild to pass her exams, but OWLs are not so easy to fool, and not many NEWTs students choose divination.
Hogwarts professors enjoy a special subsidy from qualifying exams, and although most professors are wealthy, Miss Trelawney is obviously not one of them.
For many years, she has been at the bottom in terms of income from this bonus, which is why our divination class professor does not like the qualifying exam.
In particular, the examiners always sneered at her. Trelawney thought they didn't know the greatness of divination at all.
"It's those stupid common people who don't know the greatness of the master. Please, master, please don't punish me." In the office, Quirrell kept pleading, hating why there is such a thing as an exam.
It is well known that the Defense Against the Dark Arts course at Hogwarts is a tough one, and even the examiners are lenient and use "British standards" to evaluate whether students can obtain certificates.
The problem is that Tofty has no idea what's going on at Hogwarts this year.
The fifth grade Defense Against the Dark Arts OWLs results were a mess, and even if they were unconscionable, it would be difficult to give them the same pass rate as in previous years.
When facing Quirrell, the OWLs examiner did not modify his words too much and expressed his views on the Defense Against the Dark Arts course sincerely.
The furious Dark Lord taught us that sometimes it is the truth that hurts the most.
"Idiot, waste, rubbish that even flies don't want to fly on you, you let me down so much, Quirrell." Voldemort suppressed the anger in his heart, it's almost, it's almost, there is only one day left for him to die again No need to live in this idiot's head.
Defense Against the Dark Arts class has a special meaning to him.
The Dark Lord was rarely rejected after graduation, at least there was nothing that caused him to be rejected twice——
He will deal with the person who might reject him again.
Therefore, the matter of applying for a job as a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor bothered him and had become an obsession.
After possessing Quirrell and returning to Hogwarts last year, he thought he could achieve his wish in disguise, which would be his self-fulfillment.
The incompetent maggot on the ground screwed it up, and he won't be able to taunt Dumbledore with it someday.
"Oh~ my dear professor, although you have rejected me, everything the Dark Lord wants to do will be achieved."
He had even thought about the tone of his words before, but now he was ashamed to say that he was now a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts in disguise.
In Voldemort's rage, Quirrell prostrated humbly, trying his best to control himself not to think about what he just said.
Even flies despise yourself?
Who is the one who insists on sticking it to his body for free?
Quirrell was afraid that these two sentences would appear in his mind, so he could only bite his lips and force himself to recall those words that praised Voldemort.
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In the past half month, the little wizards always felt that the sky was gloomy and heavy, making them breathless.
After a long exam week, the little wizards who walked out of the last exam room felt that the sky was so clear. Maybe there would not be such beautiful weather this year.
Hermione was still reliving the exam process, and Ron kept talking to her. The boy had experienced a lot this year. Although Hermione's nagging was really annoying, he still suppressed it and turned around and ran away. impulse.
After realizing that there were no omissions, Hermione ended the review, only to realize that Ron was not paying attention to what she was saying.
Following his gaze, the little witch also focused her attention on Harry, who was a little abnormal at the side.
"Hey Harry, how are you?"
"Of course, I'm fine." Harry frowned in distress, "But it seems that I forgot something. It should be something very important, but I can't remember it at all."
"The exams are over. The only important thing now is playing." Ron put his arm around his friend's shoulders and said in a cheerful tone.
"How about we go out for a walk? Or go back to the common room and play a game of wizard's chess? I can put you and Hermione together, come on, mate."
"Wait a minute, Ron. I feel like I'm going to remember it soon, give me a little more time." Faced with his friend's invitation, Harry was a little tempted. If there was no external interference, he would definitely put aside his doubts and go play.
"Is this really good? Mr. Principal." Aini looked at the trio below through the window. Today is the last day of exams. Both Dumbledore and Voldemort are about to take action.
"Well, I think in order to achieve the final result, some small means are harmless." Dumbledore pushed up his glasses. It seems that our little savior is not too concerned about the Sorcerer's Stone, even under his hint. I couldn't immediately think of any related questions.
"I still insist on my opinion, Albus. It's too risky for them to get involved, or are you going to keep an eye on it?" Ani knew about the Horcruxes. Although he couldn't express it, he actually understood it very well. Dumbledore deliberately arranged for Harry to confront Voldemort.
And until Harry came of age, his life was not in danger when he was one-on-one with Lao Fu.
Quirrell can't harm Harry now. Their strange symbiotic state will be regarded as one, and neither of them can physically harm Harry.
However, Ron and Hermione did not have special protection, so it was hard to say whether they would be in danger. A year had already allowed Ani to truly assume the role of professor, and he could not ignore the safety of his students.
"I have to leave Hogwarts. He can sense if I'm still there through part of his Slytherin powers. It's hard to say what Tom will do if I don't leave."
"But it's too dangerous."
"This is not dangerous, Ani. For you now, Quirrell is not enough evidence. Even if Tom has any preparations, I believe that with what Newt has given you, it will be more than enough to cope with it."
"Me?" Aini was a little confused. Bad old man, are you going to throw the blame away?
"Yes, I will leave everything to you after I leave." After saying that, Dumbledore turned and left.
"Hey, don't you have anything else to explain?"
"There is nothing more to say. You have never let me down." The old principal said and walked towards the school gate.
Harry had already run towards Hagrid's hut, followed closely by Hermione and Ron. He no longer needed to wait here.
