Chapter 81

"Alexander! It's really him!!"

"Oh my gosh, I'm telling you he didn't live up to his reputation! He is a real genius! I believe it was written by the professor himself!"

"It's unbelievable. He's only in the first grade. To answer this question, did he memorize all of "Encountering the Faceless Monster" and "Dark Powers: A Guide to Self-Defense"?

All the students were shocked by Devereux's perfect answer.

Just now, they questioned whether Devereux had scrawled what he handed in.

Now I have Quirrell's endorsement and the genuine answer sheet in front of me.

They finally understood.

Devereaux doesn't just get to take classes with them.

He can even teach them directly!

"How is that possible!?"

A loud roar.

Everyone stopped the discussion in shock.

Wells is once again the center of attention.

Everyone looked at him silently.

Thought he was going to question whether Devereaux was cheating again.

I can understand that too.

After all, he is the best at taking exams among this Ravenclaw class.

This time I was beaten by a child.

No wonder some defenses were broken.

But I didn't expect it.

He actually raised his head and shouted at the person he just spoke to.

"How can I only memorize those two books!!!"

As soon as he said this, everyone was confused by him.

What does it mean?

Wells turned to look at Devereux.

Stare at him.

"I've seen the views he wrote in many books. I'm afraid I've memorized all the Defense Against the Dark Arts books in the library except for the restricted area!"

After speaking, Wells sat back in his chair slumped.

He shook his head sadly and murmured.

"This is true genius..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone felt like they were numb.

This Devereux is really worthy of what Professor Quirrell just said.

"The best student they've ever seen at Hogwarts!"

——

Devereaux smiled slightly in response to Quirrell's compliment.

He was quite surprised that Quirrell would say such a thing.

Said he was the best student.

Aren't you afraid of being heard by someone without a nose?

Devereux smiled wryly and shook his head.

It can only be explained that the Cruciatus Curse directly knocked out Quirrell's consciousness.

This class is the last class in the morning.

Devereaux overslept today and missed Professor Sprouni's Herbology class.

But judging from Quirrell's reaction just now, Snape probably asked for leave for him.

Nothing to worry about.

The surrounding students stood up and crowded towards the door.

Most of them want to go to the cafeteria early to eat.

Lunch and breakfast are different for Devereux.

Breakfast must be eaten before eight o'clock before the owl adds ingredients to the food.

For lunch, you have to wait until most people have finished eating before Devereaux goes.

The reason why I went there at noon and late is because the food at Hogwarts is really good.

After a bowl of porridge was finished.

It fills up automatically and is always warm.

Don’t worry about eating leftovers and cold cuts if you go late.

So Devereux sat quietly in his seat.

Comfortably waiting for the crowd to walk out of the classroom.

Many people looked at him with admiration or adoration.

After all, everyone just watched the scene where Devereaux took the exam.

This directly elevated Devereaux's status in their minds from a genius kid brother to a professor-level knowledge reserve.

Some even came up to shake Devereux's hand.

Oh my god.

Devereux also experienced Harry's feelings.

This is really... extremely embarrassing...

Devereux could only smile and shake hands with everyone who passed by him.

In less than two minutes, my face was frozen with laughter.

Finally, only one person reached out to Devereaux.

Devereux responded with a half-shake.

When he looked up, he didn't expect that it was Wells who was talking bad things about him crazily from behind just now!

To be honest, Devereaux actually heard everything Wells said about dismissing him.

But he didn't really care.

After all, he is really powerful.

Then say whatever others like.

But what I didn't expect was that this man came to me to shake hands after class.

Wells said nothing during the process.

Devereaux felt terribly embarrassed.

After letting go of your hand.

Wells nodded slightly at him.

"Learn from you."

Then he turned around and walked out.

Devereux looked at the man's back and twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Inexplicable guy."

He said, closing the textbook he borrowed from Quirrell.

Plan to return it to Quirrell now.

At this time, the two girls sitting behind Devereaux also stood up.

They probably thought like Devereaux that they could dine later without having to squeeze in or anything.

They chatted while walking.

"Hey, this class is quite interesting. The Imperius Curse, hey, I really want to learn it. I really want Mimi to do a tap dance."

Devereaux expressed that the hero felt the same way, and he also wanted to see Al tap dance.

"Yes, but the Cruciatus Curse was really scary at the time. I couldn't bear to watch it. It was so scary."

"Yes, yes, but overall, it is much better than the pure lecture last week, and the smell is gone this week. I feel much more comfortable in this class."

They chatted and walked out of the classroom door.

Devereaux stood up and stretched.

"Well, yes, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class without the smell of garlic has successfully made Potions the most undesirable course."

Deverot picked up the textbook and walked up to the podium.

He handed the book to Quirrell with a smile.

After all, Quirrell was about to be sent to prison.

Let's say goodbye with a smile.

"Thank you, professor. I'll go to eat first."

Quirrell took the book and nodded with a smile.

Then he gently moved the big scarf wrapped around his head with his hand.

The garlic smell on it was already very light.

At this time, Deverot's movement of turning around suddenly froze.

Garlic smell?

Light?

Deverot's brain began to work rapidly!

Why did Quirrell wear a scarf and use a lot of garlic?

Isn't it just to prevent Voldemort's existence from being discovered?

What's the situation now?

Deverot looked back stiffly.

When his eyes were fixed on Quirrell.

His expression became extremely shocked!

Quirrell sorted out the test papers and put them in a paper bag.

Looking up, he saw Deveraux looking at him in surprise.

He asked with a smile.

"What's wrong, Alexander? Is there any problem?"

Deveraux's body trembled violently.

He blinked his eyes continuously.

He waved his hands quickly.

"I... I'm fine, professor. I'm leaving first."

Then he turned around and ran out of the classroom.

Quirrell looked at Deveraux's back as he ran out.

He frowned in confusion.

Then he shook his head.

He picked up Deveraux's test paper again and looked at the parchment carefully as if he was appreciating a painting.

"Oh my God, he is so talented."

Marcus on the side was busy helping Quirrell pack up the teaching aids and papers.

He said nothing.

——

Huh! Huh! Huh!

Deveraux ran out of the classroom quickly.

He stopped slowly when he came to the corridor where there were more people.

He panted crazily.

At this time, his expression was also accompanied by a little fear.

Because he only saw Quirrell's own panel on Quirrell just now.

And didn't see...Voldemort!

Devereux muttered with an unpleasant expression.

"He's gone!"