Chapter 77

despair! despair! despair!

The sound of horse hooves echoed in the castle.

Devereaux came running.

She was still wearing slippers from the school doctor's office.

In other words, Devereux is galloping at the moment!

He was riding on the pony that had been animated in the chamber.

He ran towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom at full speed.

"Brother, faster, faster!"

Devereaux crouched on his horse.

He kept muttering in his mouth.

He dared to say that the running speed of the foal at this time was already comparable to Sweeping Seven Stars (of course not that fast, Sweeping Seven Stars' fastest speed can reach 112KM/H).

But at least it's much faster than Devereaux himself.

"Avada eats the big melon!"

As these words fell.

A beam of stunning green light suddenly shot in from the window.

The students in the classroom immediately screamed in horror.

Oops!

Just as Devereaux burst into the classroom on his pony.

All he saw was a shocked Professor Quirrell, a dead toad on the podium, and a large group of sixth-grade seniors staring at him and the foal in surprise.

Devereaux couldn't help but slap his forehead.

"Damn it! I still missed it!"

"Alexander, are you here? Professor Snape and I have already asked for leave for you. I thought you would continue to rest."

Came Quirrell's sharp voice.

Devereux could only sigh.

Then he patted the foal and let it run out of the castle on its own.

despair! despair! despair!

The sound of horse hooves faded away.

"Professor, I'm fine. I can attend class normally. Uh... just how far are we?"

Devereux prayed in his heart at this time that all the Unforgivable Curses had been displayed.

Then he immediately turned around and went directly to the school doctor's office to lie down.

"Oh, you came just in time, haha. We have already displayed the most terrifying death curse. Below are the other two unforgivable curses. We are just showing them. Please sit down, Alexander."

Quirrell smiled friendly.

Devereaux was relieved to hear there were two more left to show.

Quickly run and sit down.

Still muttering in my heart.

"The scariest? The most attractive! Damn it, it's a pity that I didn't see it!"

See Devereux sit down in the classroom.

The seniors and seniors immediately started whispering among themselves.

"Hey, this kid looks like he's only in first grade. Why is he sitting here?"

"Yes, but I heard the professor just called him Alexander, and looking at his blond hair, he wouldn't..."

"Yes, yes, that's right, he is Devero Alexander who helped Professor Quirrell drive away the dark wizard from the Owlery!"

"Oh my God, it's him! He's actually in the first grade. It's incredible!"

"And he can actually ride a horse in school! I heard from Gryffindor friends that those knights running around outside were caused by Alexander!"

"Yes, he must be so good at actual combat that he joined us in class directly. He's so awesome!"

On the one hand Devereux himself was in Slytherin.

And his friends are mainly Gryffindors.

Present now were Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw.

Not much is really known about Devereux.

It’s not surprising that he didn’t recognize it.

But it's clear that some people are quite disdainful of Devereaux's reputation.

"Haha, what kind of defensive skills can a first-year person know? Maybe he can shoot sparks from a wand. What you are talking about must be just rumors. The one who really defeated the dark wizard must be Professor Quirrell."

The speaker was a Ravenclaw student.

The hair is light brown.

Groomed neatly.

The eyes are light blue.

There was an expression of intelligence but a bit of contempt.

He was dressed in a neat college uniform.

The whole person looks polite and a little arrogant.

Hear what he said.

The few people who were bragging about Devereaux's abilities just now stopped.

Most of them nodded in agreement with this person's point of view.

"Indeed, as a child, how can he have the defense skills to compete with a dark wizard?"

"Well, Wells is right. Professor Quirrell must have rescued him."

However, there are still objections.

"But if that's the case, why is Alexander still sitting here listening to our lectures?"

for this question.

Wells, the boy wearing glasses, was suddenly speechless.

I can't think of any words to rebut.

Even though it's a few tables away.

But Devereux still heard what this man said.

Of course, Devereaux was so excited that he wanted to give him a high-five.

The name of driving away the dark wizard has annoyed Devero to death in the past two days.

Everyone has to ask about the scene of the fierce battle with the dark wizard.

Devereaux could only tell them again and again.

The Dark Wizard was already dead when he entered the Owlery.

So Devereaux turned his head and looked directly at the Ravenclaw wearing glasses.

The man saw Devereaux turning to look at him.

A raised eyebrow.

Obviously some provocation.

But unexpectedly, Devereaux smiled and gave himself a thumbs up.

What is he doing?

Are you provoking yourself?

Wells' expression suddenly darkened.

"Kid! Humph, you are so arrogant, you are worthy of being a Slytherin!"

Thinking of Devereaux, he had already turned his head.

Staring at the back of Deveraux's head.

Wells thought angrily.

"If this kid is also in the sixth grade, I will beat him up in the duel club and see if he is still arrogant. What a pity!"

Deveraux looked around.

He immediately saw Marcus in the corner of the classroom!

He immediately waved to him with a smile.

However, Marcus's reaction made him feel depressed.

Marcus just raised his eyelids slightly.

He gave him a forced smile.

Then he quickly looked away.

Then he walked to Professor Quirrell.

This subtle change made Deveraux feel an inexplicable worry.

He couldn't help but frown.

"Well, it seems that the plan to deal with Quirrell should be accelerated."

Dong! Dong! Dong!

The sound of knocking on the blackboard came.

This sound immediately attracted everyone's attention.

It also interrupted Deveraux's thoughts.

The discussion about Deveraux in the class stopped immediately.

"Okay, everyone, let's move on to the next spell demonstration today."

Quirrell asked Marcus to put the dead toad on the table into a cage.

Deveraux could see three toads in it.

It was probably the prop for demonstrating the Unforgivable Curse in this class.

Deveraux regretted it a little.

Why didn't he bring Al with him?

Hehe, for Al, this is a horror movie, right?

As Professor Quirrell took another toad out of the cage.

Deveraux watched Professor Quirrell's movements intently.

This time he wanted to observe everything without missing a single detail!

However.

Just as he was about to devote himself to it.

An indescribable feeling came over him again.

He couldn't help but frown.

"I always feel that something important is missing from today's class..."

Deveraux thought to himself.

He tried to recall what key information he had missed.

But I just couldn't think of it for a moment.