Chapter 109

Snape's hand movements paused.

Watching Erwin's leaving figure.

Wei Wei was a little distracted.

With a wave of his hand, a dusty mirror buried somewhere flew to him from a corner.

Snape looked at himself in the mirror.

He murmured: "Under the sun?"

Snape had forgotten how long it had been since he smiled.

It seemed that ever since Lily died, ever since Erwin's parents died, he had never smiled again.

The last time he laughed was in front of Erwin's father. They talked a lot that day. Even in such a turbulent situation, Snape could still laugh. That was the happiest time for him. Unfortunately, now that he is gone Never return.

Snape snapped his fingers.

The mirror in front of him shattered.

"I have no chance under the sun! However, your children will stand under the sun and accept everyone's attention. I promise! Even if you pay for it with your life!"

Snape's face turned grim again.

Continue to work on the potion in your hand.

Erwin leaned against the door of Snape's office.

Listen to the sound of the mirror breaking inside.

Sighed.

Under the sun? Is he really worthy of standing in the sun?

If one day his true nature is revealed to everyone, there will probably be no place for him even in the shadows.

With an uncontrollable desire to kill in his body, how could he be qualified to stand in the sun?

Looking at his hands, they were already dripping with blood.

Let’s talk about being under the sun.

However, Erwin will not regret, he never knows what regret is.

Everything he did was to stay alive and to keep the Cavendi family ahead of everyone.

As long as he can do this, even if one day he is disgusted by the light and abandoned by the shadow, he is still worth it.

As for Snape's desire to let him stand under the sun, if such a day comes, then he will be bathed in the sun with Snape standing beside him. This is Erwin's promise.

It had nothing to do with anything else, just because of Erwin's gratitude towards Professor Snape.

Erwin knew how kind Snape was to him after he came to Hogwarts.

Erwin straightened his clothes.

The corners of his mouth curled up in that ever-present smile.

Unlike Snape, Erwin was born to laugh.

Although, this smile does not come from the heart.

But he will always have a smile on his face. Only in this way will others get close to him and not put him on guard.

Smile is really a good thing. It can bring two people closer without knowing it.

Even if an executioner has blood on his hands, when his smile becomes natural, others will think that he is a good person.

Erwin has always been committed to this.

Next, it was time for him to meet his other personal trainer.

Mr. Socket, here I come!

After the dark corridor, a touch of silver stood out in the darkness.

Under the dim light, the silver hair complemented the moonlight.

The door to Professor Quirrell's office.

Erwin raised his hand and knocked on the door of Quirrell's office.

Soon, there was a rush of footsteps inside.

Professor Quirrell opened the door.

"Erwin, you're here!"

Erwin bowed slightly: "Good evening, Professor Quirrell!"

Professor Quirrell smiled and said: "Come in quickly!"

Erwin nodded.

Walk directly into the office.

The loose robe blocked the pistol in Erwin's waist and the wand in his hand.

Professor Quirrell said: "Sit down for a while first! What would you like to drink? Is black tea okay?"

Erwin said: "Forget it, drink some water! If you drink tea, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night!"

Professor Quirrell nodded: "You're right, I didn't think about it!"

Professor Quirrell said and turned around to pour water for Erwin.

Professor Quirrell is very enthusiastic about Erwin.

He couldn't wait to bring out the best tea to serve Erwin.

Too bad Erwin wasn't going to drink tea.

At this moment.

An old and weak voice came: "Okay! Let me do it!"

Professor Quirrell paused suddenly.

"Master, let me pour water for Erwin first!"

Voldemort said coldly: "I said, let me do it!"

Erwin came to Professor Quirrell and took the water glass from Professor Quirrell's hand!

"Professor Quirrell! I can do it myself. You need to take a rest first! Let my teacher come out!"

Professor Quirrell nodded.

Then he took off the scarf on his head.

Voldemort's disgusting-looking face was revealed.

"My student, are you okay?"

Erwin bowed: "Of course, teacher! I haven't seen you for a day, and you seem to be more energetic! This is really good news!"

Voldemort said: "I know my situation myself, and you should know that at my level, these flatteries are no longer useful!"

Erwin felt disdainful.

What level?

Is it the level of humans and ghosts?

Of course, Erwin wouldn't say that.

"Sorry, teacher! I was offended. In fact, I didn't mean to be flattery. That's what I meant!"

In fact, Voldemort still took advantage of Erwin's words.

Voldemort said: "Okay! Stop talking nonsense and tell me, what do you want to learn from me? Dark magic? Or, I can teach you to defend against dark magic! In fact, if it weren't for that blind old man Dumbledore, Thing, I should be the greatest Defense Against the Dark Arts professor ever at Hogwarts!"

Erwin understood.

It seems that Voldemort's obsession with the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is indeed true.

This guy really wants to be a teacher and educate people.

Think of Voldemort becoming the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.

From now on, the little wizards will discuss each other every day.

Start chewing a big melon?

Hey guys, it seems like there are no death indicators in Hogwarts.

It seems that Dumbledore is still wise.

Didn't make this lunatic the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Otherwise, the word "defense" can be removed.

Erwin said: "Teacher, your erudition, I think everything you teach me will be enough for me throughout my life! However, if possible, I want to learn attack methods! After all, the best attack is defense, right?"

Voldemort said: "That's very good! In that case, I also know your qualifications! I will directly teach you my best spell, the Death Curse. Do you dare to learn it?"

Erwin's pupils shrank slightly.

Sure enough, the socket had no good intentions. Why he came up to teach him the Death Curse was very simple.

Because as long as Erwin learns the Death Curse, it will give Voldemort a handle.

As long as Erwin learns this, Voldemort can threaten him with Azkaban at any time.

Tsk tsk tsk, socket, life is full of calculations.

However, Erwin accepted everyone who came.

As the only outrageous person in the magic world who can practice the Death Curse to the point of being silent and without a wand, Erwin believes that he will gain something!