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    Stepping out of the classroom, Verne thought about the reason why Ms. Gray came to Elana and Hegin. From the response just now, he clearly understood that this was not just a simple reminiscence of old times.

    Verne accidentally caught a glimpse of the sky outside the corridor window, and found that the sky was much brighter at this time, and the snowflakes were as big as fingertips, and they were much sparse.  Hearing the sounds of some students fighting outside, Verne thought for a moment, put the books in his arms into his space leather bag, and decided to take a walk outside the school to sort out his chaotic mood recently.

    As soon as he stepped out of the gate of the castle, Verne heard a familiar burst of laughter. Looking where the sound came from, his relaxed expression changed slightly and he frowned.

    It turned out that the naughty and mischievous Weasley twins actually pinched a few small snowballs and used magic to drive them to chase Quirinas. From time to time, they would sneak attack from behind and hit his turban several times.

    Seeing Quirinas running away in embarrassment, Verne sighed to himself: "Oh, it's too obvious to pretend to be timid and fearful to this point. Why didn't anyone in the original work see anything wrong with it?  ?" At the same time, he drew out his wand and pointed it. Snowball's momentum suddenly stopped, then turned around and attacked, smashing the Weasley twins into pieces.

    “Oops──”

    "Who is it? Yes, um" I don't know if it was George or Fred. He took another mouthful of snow while asking.

    "it's me."

    Hearing these two words, Fred and George shuddered. After hesitating for a long time, they turned around stiffly and saw Verne looking at them with a half-smile.

    "Dear Professor Caedmon─"

    "We definitely didn't do it on purpose─" Fred, who had wiped off the snow on his face and had a few more freckles, said with a smile on his face.

    "We are experimenting with the newly invented flying magic──" George said.

    “In the end, I didn’t find anyone in front─”

    “That’s why I missed──”

    "Causing 'accidental injury'─" Fred deliberately emphasized the word "accidental injury".

    Verne smiled gently and said: "I just happen to be writing a letter to Mrs. Weasley, and maybe I will 'write by mistake' to your 'miss' just now."

    "No──"

    "My mother will be so angry──"

    "Lock us up with the ghouls upstairs!" George said with a sad face.

    "This is really exciting news" Verne's expression turned serious, "Perhaps you will find out by then that even ghouls know how to respect others!"

    Hearing this, Fred and George both lowered their heads pitifully. They knew that Verne was really angry and did not dare to talk any more.

    "Twenty points will be deducted from Gryffindor for your rude behavior" Among the students watching on the sidelines, several people lamented loudly, but Verne immediately glared coldly, and the sighs suddenly stopped,  "Also, go talk to Mr. Filch on Friday night."

    The Weasley twins, who initially had no reaction when they heard that they were being deducted twenty points, heard that they were going to Filch's place to do labor service, and immediately begged loudly: "No Professor, we know we were wrong!"

    "I will never do it again next time──"

    "We promise!" the twins said in unison.

    "Very good." Under the surprised looks of the Weasley twins, Verne nodded with a smile, "Let's do this"

    "I won't send you to Mr. Filch's place as punishment 'next time'!"

    After arguing for a while, Verne impatiently waved away the twins, and he was surprised to find that Quirinas was walking towards him hesitantly.  After all, since the other party was possessed by Voldemort, he walked around Verne almost every time he saw him. If he was really forced to have a direct contact, he would usually leave in a hurry after saying a few words, so Verne  I thought Quirinas had already avoided it while he was punishing the Weasley twins just now.

    Quilinas approached and said: "Thank you, thank you, 'Professor Caedmon', if it weren't for your help, I might" He pulled his hood nervously, "I'd be with the students."  I’m embarrassed and embarrassed in front of you.”

    Verne frowned, "Nothing, 'Professor Quirrell', it's natural for colleagues to help each other, isn't it?"

    Hearing Verne's name, Quirinas's eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment and joy, and he stammered: "To express my gratitude, let me, let me buy you a drink Pig,  How about the Hog’s Head Bar?”

    "A drink?" Verne was surprised for a few seconds, then nodded and agreed: "Of course, I'm veryI miss the smell of burning whiskey there. Thank you very much, Professor Quirrell.  "For Hogwarts professors, it is very common to go to Hogsmeade Village for a short break when there are no classes, and it does not violate the work rules, but most teachers are  Go on a weekend to relax, not a normal day like today, Wednesday.

    "It's weird, but it's good to go and have a look." Verne thought to himself. He had absolute confidence in his own strength and Quirinas' character, so he was not too worried.

    The two walked together through the exclusive passage from Hogwarts to Hogsmeade. Not a single person was seen along the way. Even the wind and snow seemed to be particularly quiet at this time. Quirinas looked anxious and kept thinking.  He adjusted the turban on his head and hesitated to speak, but until the shabby appearance of the Pig's Head Bar came into view, he still did not speak.

    "Hmm" Pushing open the wooden door that was shaking in the wind and making strange noises, Verne saw that the interior of the Pig's Head Bar was narrow and dark. He had carefully tidied up the decoration when he came here in the first half of the semester.  , and returned to the special style favored by Aberforth. The strange statues, distorted decorations, and even the white goat's head hanging on the wall turned into a coal-like color again.

    "It's only been less than two months" Verne shook his head helplessly, walked to the bar, and knocked with his fingers, trying to wake up the man who was sleeping peacefully on his stomach, as if he hadn't heard the harsh push just now.  The bartender at the door.

    "Wake up, guests are coming!" Verne said briskly. Seeing this messy but extremely familiar scene made him feel very happy.

    The bartender lying on the bar had greasy silver-white messy hair, and his robes were stained and stained. After hearing Verne's voice, he subconsciously shook his body, as if he was shaking off the water.  Dirty toilet brush.

    "Ohshut up, the bar doesn't want to open today, get out of here!" The bartender shouted in a muffled voice with his head between his arms.

    Verne poked the bartender's back with his finger again, and then shrugged at Quirinas. At this time, the other person showed his first smile when they met in more than half a year. At the same time, he looked a little nostalgic, as if he was reminiscing.  A few years ago, the two of them came here to celebrate his admission into the "Department of Sociology at Lancaster University"─

    That kind of happy time seems like a lifetime ago

    Thinking of this, Quirinas silently put away his smile.

    Verne didn't notice the change in Quirinas's expression. He looked at the bartender's back and sighed helplessly: "That's it what a pity. I brought the Waggir sheep and Albain with me."  The goat is visiting you, Aberforth."

    "What!" The white-haired bartender suddenly raised his head, his eyes were bright and there was no hint of sleepiness from just waking up. "Where are the two goats?" He turned his head and looked around.

    Verne teased: "You woke up too late, I've already eaten them!" Feeling Aberforth's sudden glance at him, Verne smiled heartily, "Long time no see, Aberforth.  Sitwo glasses of fire whiskey, thank you!"

    After seeing Verne's face clearly, Aberforth's eyes flashed with joy, but he still said with a straight face: "There are no drinks sold to liars here!" After that, he turned around suddenly  He went and took a dark rag and wiped the wine glass. It was obvious that he was still worried about what Verne had just lied to him.

    "Aberforth, don't worry that this 'liar' like me will default on the bill, becauseit's not me who pays the bill today." Verne patted Quirinas on the back, and then pushed him to the bar.  .

    "H-Hello" Quirinas gave Aberforth an awkward and stiff smile.

    "Oh?" Aberforth raised his eyebrows, "It's you, kid. I heard that you have been teaching at Hogwarts for two or three years. Why do you only remember to come here today? Are you afraid that I will blame you?"  The guy you used to cover the minors" He glanced at Verne, "Do you drink fire whiskey? Or you've been going to the Three Broomsticks for the past few years, huh?"

    When he heard Aberforth's cold snort, Quirinas' body trembled suddenly, as if he was about to jump up, "I no, uh" He hesitated for a long time, but couldn't find it.  What suitable reason or excuse? After all, although he naturally did not dare to visit the bar opened by Dumbledore's brother after being possessed by Voldemort, he was also unwilling to visit it before suffering the disaster of possession.  What’s more, coming to such a dirty and chaotic bar──

    Verne, who was using magic to remove oil stains from the table, seemed to have a telepathic connection with Quirinas and casually revealed the other person's true thoughts: "So what if you like to go to the Three Broomsticks? Its owner, Ms. Rosmerta,  She is not a bad old man, but a great beauty who is famous far and wide!"

    "Huh" Aberforth let out a disdainful snort from deep in his nose, "I'm really glad you have this understanding. Verne, you are already twenty-two years old, where is your girlfriend?  Otherwise, I'll take a step back and ask, do you have someone you like?  "

    Verne paused in waving his wand and coughed, "Well, this magic and knowledge are my lovers."

    Aberforth threw down the wine glass he was cleaning and cursed loudly: "Shit! It's bullshit to say such a thing! Verne, these words you said are really familiar to me. It reminds me of someone I am about to say."  A bastard I’ve known for a hundred years!”

    Hearing this, Verne's eyes twitched. As soon as he heard Aberforth's words, he instantly realized that the "bastard" in the other person's mouth was referring to Dumbledore, and he began to doubt whether Aberforth was  He had known about his brother's sexual orientation for a long time, so he used him to satirize people in a roundabout way.

    Although Quirinus didn't know the hidden meaning, he still saw Verne's embarrassment and told him again about the drink he needed: "Uh this, this, sorry, Mr. Aberforth,  Two glasses of fire, fire whiskey, thank you.”

    Aberforth snorted again, turned around suddenly, took down a greasy wine bottle from the cabinet, and struggled with the cork.  It was a bottle of top quality whiskey that he treasured, and even he himself was reluctant to drink it on weekdays.

    At the same time, Quirinas also walked to the table that Verne had cleared, sat down, and looked at Verne awkwardly.  After a long time, he finally found a topic and asked: "Professor Caedmon, are you still used to coming to Hogwarts?"

    Verne smiled slightly: "It's not bad. Although the students are a little naughty, other professors gave me a lot of advice and help, so I can adapt to this teaching environment."

    "I'm really ashamed. I can't take care of myself anymore, so I can't give you advice like other professors. After all, I feel helpless when it comes to naughty students"  At this time, Quirinus looked pale and suddenly burst into hysterical laughter, "Fortunately, fortunately, I found that Professor Dumbledore seems to trust you. He, he must have given you a lot of help, right?"

    Verne tilted his neck slightly, and he faintly noticed that there seemed to be a lot of mysteries hidden in Quirinas' words. It seemed like he was asking for help, but also like he was spying, making Verne unable to discern the other party's true intentions for a while.  , so he didn’t reply immediately, but just showed an ambiguous smile.

    Quirinas’ eyes rolled rapidly, and he suddenly asked: “Professor Caedmon, you should know the restricted areas of the school, right?”

    "Oh, why does Professor Quirrell think so?" Verne was a little surprised that Quirinas would openly ask him about the restricted area.

    "Because, because, I remember at the beginning of last semester, I saw you chatting with Professor Deng and Dumbledore in front of the restricted corridor on the fourth floor, so I" Quirinas stammered in explanation,  "Actually, I have also entered the restricted area. Professor Dumbledore wanted me to set up a checkpoint to guard against unknown enemies. Although, although I don't know the reason for this, but  I still did as I was told. I, I put a 'troll' in, it, it was a great big guy, when, in order to 'catch it', I was so close, ah" He suddenly  He hugged his head, curled up into a ball, and his forehead almost hit the corner of the table.

    Seeing this, Verne's heart tightened and he hurriedly asked: "What's wrong with you?" He cast several healing magic spells on Quirinas, and at the same time, a cold murderous intention flashed in his eyes.

    Verne knew that this was Voldemort punishing Quirinas for talking too much, but he was forced by the fact that Quirinas was now connected to Voldemort's life and did not dare to stop him. He could only use some soothing magic to relieve Quirinas's life.  Sri Lanka's pain.

    "Voldemort, I will return these accounts to you one by one in the future." Verne made a vow secretly, then got up and walked to the bar, and asked Aberforth, who had a look of astonishment on his face, for a clean wet towel.  The towel was handed to Quirinas, whose pain had subsided slightly but was still trembling slightly.

    "Professor Quirrell, are you feeling better?" Verne's concern was palpable.

    "Okay, better" Quirinas replied weakly, "Thank you, Professor Caedmon."

    After that, Quirinas's mouth curved with a trace of bitterness, and he explained without asking: "This, this is an old problem, because, in a previous magic experiment accident, I didn't expect to leave behind  The sequelae, it doesn’t matter" At this moment, he suddenly saw that Aberforth had put two glasses of fire whiskey on the tray, and hurriedly said: "Professor Kaidmon, I, I am very curious"

    Aberforth walked to the table where the two of them were sitting.

    "Deng, Deng??Professor Lido, have you ever been asked to set a level?  "As soon as Quirinas finished speaking, Aberforth also placed the fire whiskey on the table, paused for a moment, but finally left without saying a word.

    Verne keenly discovered this "coincidence" and at the same time observed the fleeting anxiety and fear in Quirinas's eyes.

    Verne thought for a while and said: "Indeed, Professor Dumbledore also asked me to set up defensive measures"

    Hearing these words at this moment, Quirinas showed an indescribable look on his face, which seemed to be both a blessing and a resistance. After a moment, he seemed to grit his teeth and said: "Of course, if you have  I promised Professor Dumbledore to keep it a secret, no, it doesn't matter if I don't tell you."

    Verne frowned. He heard the other party's subtle reminder, but he was worried that if he did not reveal any relevant content, Quirinas would be punished for it. He immediately said: "Actually, it's nothing. Everyone  It’s professor, I don’t think there’s any need to hide it from you… I’ve set a ‘thinking question’ in the restricted area!”

    "Thinking question?" Quirinas, who was annoyed when he heard Verne promised to reveal the content of the level, suddenly felt a little curious again.

    "Yes, that puzzle can make viewers think about the importance of their own lives." Verne smiled lightly, raised his glass, and greeted Quirinas, "Let's not talk about this anymore, cheers!"

    Quirinas, who was chewing on the words "The Importance of Life", was stunned when he saw Verne's gesture of raising a glass to invite him, and then his stiff face softened, revealing a relieved smile.  , said softly: "Yes, cheers!"

    With a clang, the two wine glasses clashed, making a crisp sound!

    Time passed quietly. When the two glasses of fire whiskey gradually bottomed out, the sky outside the window gradually darkened. Quirinas paid the bill and was about to leave with Verne, but was stopped by Aberforth.  Come down.

    Aberforth pointed at Verne and said rudely: "You can leave first, but this boy has to stay with me!" He glared at Quirinas, who was a little stunned. "Why, do you think so too?"  Want me to buy you a drink?"

    Quirinas said a few words of obedience, pushed open the door of the Pig Head Bar in a somewhat embarrassed manner, and headed out into the wind and snow.

    When he heard the door creaking and closing again, Verne retracted his worried gaze at Quirinas' back, looked at Aberforth, and said with a half-smile: "Thank you very much for your kindness, Aberforth."  I think, but my drinking capacity is really not very good, so I"

    "Shut up!" Aberforth waved his hand roughly, almost throwing the dirty wipe in Verne's face. "I thought you were quite smart, Verne, but now I'm starting to  I suspect that you are a stupid badger who graduated from Hufflepuff. Although you are friends, you can't be wary at all. That kid just now was spying on Hogwarts"

    "Quirinas is not spying, but trying to protect Hogwarts. Otherwisehe wouldn't have specifically chosen to ask that question when you were bringing the drinks." Verne leaned his elbows on the bar.  Staring at Aberforth, who looked a little anxious, "Don't worry, although all this is covered in fog, I can see it clearly."

    Seeing that Aberforth still looked unconvinced, Verne sighed secretly and added: "Dumbledore also knows about Quirinus."

    Hearing this, Aberforth put down the heavy stone in his heart and lowered his head again to clean the wine glass.  Although he hated his bastard brother, he had never doubted his shrewdness and ability. Since Dumbledore knew about it and still did not stop it, it meant that everything was under his control.

    Finding that Aberforth ignored him again, Verne smiled slyly and said: "Oh, I suddenly realized that my drunkenness seems to have subsided again. Aberforth, didn't you say you wanted to treat me to a drink"

    "Get out!" The wiping cloth flew towards Verne's face.

    Outside the village of Hogsmeade, the wind was howling, and goose-feather snow was flying all over the sky. Quirinas stepped on the snow with one foot high and one foot low, and staggered forward.

    At this time, amidst the sharp howling of the wind, a cold and stern voice suddenly sounded: "Luring underage students to drink Quirrell, I never knew you had such courage."

    Hearing these words, Quirinas trembled violently, his center of gravity became unstable, and he almost fell on the snowdrift.

    The cold and stern voice spoke again: "It seems that you are quite familiar with that magic literature professor so that you actually wanted to give him a warning regardless of the risk of being discovered by me It's a pity that Professor Caedmon is still stupid.  Click, and all your hard work will be in vain.”

    "Master, master" Quirinas said tremblingly, "I am your most loyal servant, how can I""How is it possible, ah" His body shook violently, and he fell into the snow, curled up into a coiled snake shape, trembling endlessly, as if he was enduring the pain of peeling off his skin.

    "I asked you to find a way to spy on the defenses of Hogwarts, but you specifically chose this 'Pig's Head Bar' to drink. The son of Termen, the son of my most loyal servant, Quirrell.  Why have I never noticed that you have such a little cleverness?" The voice gradually deepened, "This is my fault, it seems that the great Voldemort also made mistakes sometimes"

    "No, no, no, Master, I only met that Caedmon a few times when we were in school. When we drank, we drank in a large group of people. I, we are not, not familiar with each other, otherwise he wouldn't be either.  You will just call me 'Professor Quirrell'!" Quilinas whimpered and defended, his face covered with snow and tears in an embarrassed manner, "And, and, I just think that the people in the Pig Head Bar  It’s just, relatively few, you…”

    "Do you think I misunderstood?" Voldemort's soft but cold voice suddenly entered Quirinas's ears again, and the volume increased from small to loud, "Do you think the great Dark Lord has wronged you? Do you think I have been watching  Don't you want to wear the little trick you are playing?" Before he finished speaking, Quirinus suddenly let out another miserable howl, and amidst the intertwining of wind howling and human shouting, Voldemort's vague words echoed

    "Do you thinkyou don't knowthe Hog's Head Baris openI am the omniscient VoldemortI alwaysknowAberforth is Dunbrotherand, this bar  Still hiding"

    "Deng Buheartthe deepest pain"

    "Weakness"

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