Chapter 79

"Quack——"

Almost ten seconds have passed.

Not only did the voice not weaken.

Instead, it became bigger and more miserable.

It's like a wail deep in the soul.

Creepy.

But Quirrell didn't look like he wanted to let it go.

His expression grew more enjoyable.

Devereux can feel the power of this Cruciatus Curse gradually increasing!

He is learning more and more things!

One girl looked pale.

Clench your hands into fists.

Nails dig deep into palms.

Her eyes were full of fear and sympathy.

But he didn't dare to step forward to stop him.

I can only watch this scene helplessly.

Most of her classmates also reacted like her.

Just then.

Wells suddenly stood up abruptly.

Eyes filled with rage.

Scream loudly with all your strength.

"stop!"

He then threw the thick textbook in his hand at Quirrell.

Try to interrupt him from casting a spell.

However, the book just flew into the air.

Bang!

It was shattered into pieces by a swift spell.

Confetti flew everywhere.

Everyone turned their heads in shock.

See Marcus - Quirrell's assistant coach.

Is holding a wand.

Staring at Wells coldly.

At this time, the toad's screams stopped.

Quirrell finally stopped the Cruciatus Curse.

Turn around leisurely.

A sneer appeared on his face.

But in an instant he became amiable.

It was as if the cruel scene just now had never happened.

at this time.

【bite! 】

[New spells have been added to the inventory! 】

Devereaux's lips curled up.

The Cruciatus Curse is obtained!

But he didn't have time to take a closer look.

He was attracted by Quirrell's weird words and deeds.

Quirrell leaned slightly on the podium.

Watch everyone.

There was a faint sense of oppression in his eyes.

He seemed to be enjoying everyone's fearful expressions.

It's completely unlike anything Quirrell would do!

"How about it, classmates, do you see clearly?"

Quirrell asked gently.

There was no emotion in the voice.

Not even as sharp as usual.

It's like explaining the most common magic course.

With a gentle wave of his wand.

The scraps of paper scattered on the ground were gathered together and stitched together.

In an instant, the thick textbook returned to its original state.

Slowly floated back to Wells' hands.

Wells took the book in both hands.

His lips turned white.

But he said nothing more.

Quirrell then reached out and pressed down Marcus's still outstretched arm.

"Relax, Marcus, your new wand looks like a perfect fit."

Marcus nodded slightly and stepped back from the podium.

Devereux was shocked when he heard this.

Yes! Wasn't Marcus' wand taken away by Professor Flitwick?

So where did the wand Marcus was holding in front of him come from?

And Quirrell is behaving very strangely now.

Devereaux looked up at Quirrell.

He narrowed his eyes slightly at this time.

The corners of his mouth turned up.

Showing a row of neat teeth.

Like a fox that has just caught its prey.

He straightened his back.

Shoulders spread back.

The whole person looked particularly upright.

It seemed as if he had grown a few centimeters in an instant.

This performance is too confident, not like the timid Quirrell at all?

Could it be that the Cruciatus Curse just now made him regain some of the feeling of being a Death Eater?

And right now.

Quirrell still looked at every student in the classroom with the same look.

Suddenly he looked out the window.

His expression suddenly changed.

The neck immediately tightened.

His expression also became restrained.

The back that had been straightened just now hunched down again.

He hurriedly opened the textbook in his hand.

"Um, big... Everyone, open the book to page...seventy-four, yes, that's right, page seventy-four."

While saying this, his eyes kept glancing out the window.

How could Devereaux not see such an obvious move.

He also looked out the window sharply.

But except for a few owls flying by quickly.

Nothing.

Back to class.

Quirrell started his boring theory class teaching again.

As the [King of Exams], Devereaux had already memorized the contents of the textbook "Encountering the Faceless Monster" that he was going to use this time as early as last week.

It was really torture for him to continue to listen to Quirrell's lessons.

Even Devereaux felt that his lectures were much better than Quirrell's timid lecture method.

The confident look just now seemed like an illusion.

There was no shadow at all on the Quirrell in front of him.

Therefore, after a while, the students' attitude towards Quirrell returned to what it was at the beginning.

At this time, someone dared to tap Wells on the shoulder.

Express admiration for his bravery.

Wells was naturally very useful.

The whole class was held high.

But fortunately, Quirrell made a few predictions.

within the next few weeks.

They will talk about the Inferi, ways to resist the Imperius Curse and Dementors respectively.

As soon as Devereaux heard about ways to ward off the Dementors.

His eyes lit up.

Isn't that the Patronus Charm?

Heck, this is the spell Devereaux is most looking forward to learning.

He has long wanted to know what his patronus is.

"But don't I plan to report that Quirrell is a Death Eater and brought Voldemort to the school after this class?"

Devero suddenly scratched his head when he thought of this.

When Quirrell just lectured on theory, he also said that he would demonstrate the three unforgivable curses again during the final review.

In other words, Devereaux still has a chance to learn the Death Curse.

Counting the Patronus Charm that you will learn later.

He really wanted to learn these spells.

If he is really caught.

So who's going to take Defense Against the Dark Arts lessons?

Devereux was a little worried that Dumbledore might stop asking the professor later.

Even if you find it.

In accordance with Ministry of Magic regulations.

The learning of the Death Curse was probably in vain.

Just when Devereux was struggling.

Quirrell suddenly turned to Marcus and said.

"Marcus, please bring me the big caliper that I put in the office before. I need to use it here. By the way, bring the paper bag on my desk."

Marcus nodded dully.

Run out the door.

Looking at the back of my friend.

Devereaux took a deep breath.

In the end, he planned to report Quirrell right after this class!

Don't let your friends sink deeper and deeper into the quagmire!

"It's okay. There's plenty of time to study after the spell. I'll stay at this school for another seven years, so don't be in a hurry."

Devereaux, who had determined his next plan, returned his attention to the two Unforgivable Curses he had just obtained.

[Spell Library: Soul-stealing Curse (Introduction), Cruciatus Curse (Introduction)]

Look at the contents of the spell library.

Devereux frowned.

The Imperius Curse was quite convenient for him to practice.

There is Al, hehe.

But Devereaux couldn't bear to try the Cruciatus Curse on Al.

After all, it is a powerful helper for my only storage.

If it was done to Al, he would die early.

There was no place for Devereux to cry.

So Devereaux still has to think carefully about this training target.

Boom! Boom!

Devereaux came to his senses.

It was Quirrell who tapped the blackboard twice.

He pulled out a paper bag from under the podium.

Marcus should have brought it to him just now.

"Dear students, you will take the N.E.W.T.K exam next year, and everyone has come from O.W.Ls. You should know their importance. So starting from this week, we will arrange a test in every class."

Suddenly there was a burst of wailing in the classroom.

Students' aversion to exams is engraved in their bones.

Devereaux was not at all panicked.

After all, there is an entry for [King of Exams].

He can come up with answers to all questions almost instantly.

But the hand speed is limited.

So it takes ten minutes to complete.

And Wells saw Devereux's casual expression.

No feeling of nervousness at all.

He couldn't help but sneer.

Talk to your companion next to you.

"Let me tell you, the kid in this grade can never solve a single question. I just saw him in a daze throughout the class, as if he was impatient with what the teacher said. Haha, I just said that he is very "Water."

Everyone around me nodded and said yes.

They also saw what Devereaux was doing.

Obviously, this legendary little hero who can compete with the dark wizard has been disenchanted.

I don't think he is anything special.

Just like an ordinary first grader.

Forehead.

That is to say, riding a horse into the classroom is indeed more arrogant.

then.

Ten minutes later.

They watched in stunned silence as Devereux put down the smoking quill.

He walked up to the podium with the hot parchment and handed it to Quirrell.