chsdbacks Chapter 59 Professor McGonagall: Quirrell, is this the punishment you were talking about?
Chapter 59 Professor McGonagall: Quirrell, is this the punishment you were talking about?
Ethan turned his head, his cobalt blue eyes calmly fixed on Quirrell.
In the other person's feigned ignorance, Ethan sensed a fleeting hint of hatred.
Ya-le ya-le.
Have we forgotten the charm of his paintings?
Ethan curled the corners of his lips slightly, opened his palm, and iridescent colors, distorted like soap bubbles, emerged from it.
Ethan didn't think Quirrell would dare to lay a hand on him in front of Professor Dumbledore—
Then we must strike first!
In full view of everyone.
Quirrell then lifted his foot and staggered toward Ethan.
The stiff, awkward movements resembled those of a zombie or a puppet controlled by strings.
"Well!"
Harry suddenly clutched his forehead; for some reason, the lightning bolt-shaped scar suddenly began to throb with pain.
No...no...!
Harry stared at Quirrell with difficulty, instinctively not wanting him to get close to Ethan.
Just then.
"Whoosh—"
A dark door suddenly opened in front of Professor Quirrell.
The distance was so close that Quirrell didn't even have time to react before stepping right in.
Then, he fell out in front of Ethan.
With a thud, he knelt down.
"..."
Quirrell looked up, staring blankly at Ethan's innocent little face.
"You're welcome to save me a few steps, Professor Quirrell," Ethan smiled.
In the auditorium, everyone stared wide-eyed at the scene in disbelief.
Even the professors were dumbfounded.
Harry: "..."
The scar on my forehead suddenly stopped hurting.
Indeed, it's better to worry about the people Ethan has his eye on than Ethan!
After a two-second silence, a heated discussion suddenly broke out in the auditorium!
The buzzing of conversation created a lively atmosphere that instantly made the atmosphere more exciting!
—Why did the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor kneel before his students?!
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—[Professor Quirrell's first act upon returning to his post was to kneel before Ethan! The real reason will leave men speechless and women in tears.]
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Professor McGonagall stood up abruptly.
She looked at Quirrell with worry and anger, wanting to go and help.
But seeing that Headmaster Dumbledore remained motionless, he could only suppress his anger for the time being.
...Never mind, let's see how Professor Quirrell punishes the inherently evil painter brat.
"..."
Quirrell's lips twitched, and his entire face looked like a mask about to crack open.
In his entire life, he had never knelt before anyone except his master!
This is an utter disgrace!
Quirrell wished he could shoot Ethan right then and there with Avada Kedavra.
Now he suspects that if the Mirror of Erised were to reappear, he would see not the Philosopher's Stone, but the brat's corpse.
However, the master's orders cannot be disobeyed.
After a few throat bobs, under the watchful eyes of countless onlookers, Quirrell forced out the words through clenched teeth:
"Mr. Vincent! Would you...would you be willing to let me be your mentor?"
"I swear! I will definitely teach you well!"
His sharp, hoarse voice echoed through the auditorium.
Even Professor Dumbledore raised his eyebrows in surprise.
The students looked at each other in bewilderment.
"What did I just hear?" Ron looked around in surprise, then scoffed, "Professor Quirrell wants to be Ethan's mentor? Him?"
"...Maybe he's trying to get revenge on Ethan by lowering his IQ," Harry joked, pushing up his glasses.
Hermione clasped her hands together anxiously, saying, "That's too cruel!"
Harry: "..."
Sister, you are the most innocent and pure one.
With a bang!
Professor McGonagall stared wide-eyed in astonishment, as if struck by lightning.
Looking at Quirrell kneeling before Ethan with a pleading expression, the scene seemed too surreal.
It was so surreal that even she, the professor of Transfiguration at Hogwarts, found it hard to accept.
Quirrell asks Ethan to let him be his mentor?!
Is this your way of punishing people?!
What... what's wrong with this world...?
In any case, the plan to punish the evil brats has completely failed.
...Just how many good fathers does Ethan have?
Is Ethan Quirrell's father?
Professor McGonagall felt dizzy and slumped into her seat, her eyes vacant.
Reach out, sip the hot milk, and pretend it's a butterbeer.
the other side.
"Click."
Professor Snape gripped the cup tightly, making a dangerous sound.
Quirrell...
You think you can steal my apprentice?!
Snape stared at Quirrell with a dark expression, several curses on his lips, ready to be unleashed.
No.
He had already hinted to Ethan that he could come and further his studies with him...
Ethan's potions grades are so good, he wouldn't choose Quirrell, who can only stutter.
Suddenly, Snape realized that Ethan wasn't just excelling in potions; he was a top student in every other subject as well.
Only the "know-it-all" Miss Granger could rival her.
No, although Quirrell is a bit strange, in Ethan's eyes, he should just be a stuttering, incompetent professor.
Anyone with a sound mind wouldn't choose him...
and many more!
Ethan's mentally unstable!
Snape suddenly felt uncertain.
He stared intently at the silent Ethan, awaiting his answer.
It wasn't just Snape.
All the professors and students held their breath, waiting for Ethan's answer.
Even Headmaster Dumbledore leaned forward with great interest.
Ethan: "Oh, okay. I'll choose you then."
Ethan realized immediately that Quirrell was acting on Voldemort's orders, which was why he was actively trying to please and get close to him.
It's most likely for his own painting magic.
As it happens, Professor Quirrell is actually a powerful dark wizard who can break into Gringotts and escape unscathed.
There was also Voldemort behind his head.
Dual teaching methods.
She has an open mind and speaks very well.
It will definitely help my research on living paintings.
Besides—since they've come to us willingly, why wouldn't we take advantage of it?
Ethan smiled, his eyes crinkling into a smile, and extended his hand to the stunned Quirrell.
All teachers and students: "..."
"Snap!"
Professor Snape crushed the cup in his hand, demonstrating the arm strength he usually displayed when stirring crucibles.
Such a simple sentence was met with a devastating blow from the entire school!
"puff!"
Ron spat out the pumpkin juice in his mouth, and even though it landed on Hermione's plate, she didn't notice.
"Blood Mother Hell..." Ron muttered, pumpkin juice dripping from the corner of his mouth. "Ethan really agreed..."
Harry was puzzled: "Why did Ethan agree? Is it because he's kind? But Professor Quirrell is a complete idiot; what can he teach?"
Hermione clenched her fist and said firmly, "Ethan must have his reasons for doing this!"
Harry & Ron: "..."
Ethan's spiritual pollution is terrifying.