Harry Potter and the Necromancer

After all, Regulus Black still did not refine the juice of this bottle of 'Captive Fruit' into a small amulet or something.

After all, even if this is the fruit of a very rare potion plant, it is not a magic item with special properties.

Although the small amulets produced will have extreme properties.

This is just like Voldemort looking for suitable Horcrux props. Not everything is suitable for making magic props. Although it can be made from any item, portkeys are such junk magic props. The Ministry of Magic just picks up some junk and makes them directly. door key.

For people like Regulus Black and Voldemort, using garbage to make magic props is definitely a classless thing. Every magic prop embodies the hard work of the maker. Who would want to do it themselves? Is your hard work made from garbage?

It was another ordinary day, but at the end of the day's classes, there was a disturbance in the Hogwarts professorship due to Dumbledore's request.

Just after dinner, the students went back to their dormitories under the leadership of their prefects, but the deans of the four houses, as well as Quirrell and Regulus Black, were left behind by Dumbledore.

"Dumbledore! I don't think you have any appetite for more. Keep eating more food. If you have anything to say, please tell me."

Snape had a look of disgust on his face. When there were students, he would still treat the Headmaster a little less, but now that the students have left, what a shame! Haha... There's no need to give it. Who among the professors here doesn't know how two people interact?

Snape believed that Dumbledore was partly responsible for Lily's death.

"Regulus recommended Quirrell as Harry Potter's special tutor. He needs to teach little Harry a few spells."

Dumbledore pushed Regulus Black out with just one word. This was giving him an aura of ridicule!

Snape immediately turned around and stared at Regulus Black fiercely, as if the other party would pounce on him and tear him apart if he didn't have a reasonable explanation.

Since you are unkind, old man, then don't blame me for being unjust.

Regulus Black's movements were still graceful, he turned a blind eye to Snape's eyes next to him, and wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin.

"It was the principal who said that all the four deans' work arrangements were full, so you asked me to take up this special tutoring position. But I also said that I am not a professor yet, just a teaching assistant, so I recommended the most suitable one. The candidate. Professor Quirrell from the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, I believe there is no problem in teaching Harry Potter a few magic spells.”

As he spoke, he reached out and patted Quirrell's shoulder next to him. This made Quirrell, who was already dull and timid, shake his body as if frightened, and then smiled awkwardly.

Snape originally felt bad about seeing Regulus Black and Quirrell staying, but when he heard that Quirrell was going to give Harry Potter a private lesson, he almost jumped up and objected.

In Snape's perception, Quirrell is too dangerous. Although it is still unclear where this feeling of danger comes from, it is absolutely not okay to leave Quirrell and Harry Potter alone for private special tutoring!

"I object, although I don't know why Potter should be taught alone. Dumbledore, don't you think your pampering of Potter is a bit too much?"

Snape could not directly express his opinion on Quirrell, so he could only put the blame on Dumbledore again.

"And even if you have to teach Potter a few little spells, one upperclassman is enough."

Snape stood up from the table, his obvious anger threatening to turn into flailing black tentacles.

The headmasters of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff were trembling! This matter has nothing to do with them!

Even Professor McGonagall, the head of Gryffindor who was slightly related, was a little afraid to interrupt. However, he had to find Dumbledore afterwards to find out why Harry Potter was being tutored individually and why the professor was designated to do this. matter.

"Professor Snape, please trust my judgment. Professor Quirrell is the best candidate."

Regulus Black really wanted to see the meeting scene between Voldemort and Harry Potter, but how to explain Quirrell being controlled by Voldemort afterwards might have to find a suitable reason.

Snape glared at Regulus Black, but still couldn't shake someone's good mood to watch the show.

"This matter has been decided. Professor Quirrell will give Harry Potter some private tutoring, but Regulus you need to be there to accompany him."

Dumbledore still didn't want to let Regulus Black go, after all, it was all caused by him.

"Dumbledore, I'm just an assistant."

"You will eventually have the opportunity to become a professor in the future, so there is nothing wrong with accumulating more teaching experience."

Finally, the blame was put back on Regulus Black. Dumbledore was in a particularly good mood, and his old face turned into a smile.

Snape couldn't object to anything. Although he didn't like Regulus Black, compared to the danger of Quirrell, this was not a problem, and now Harry Potter was given to Quirrell for independent tutoring. , although there is danger, but coupled with our teaching assistant, things have that strange sense of balance.

And as long as Snape is free, he can check the post at any time. I believe Professor Quirrell will not object to having one more onlooker.

After Professor Snape confirmed his thoughts, he snorted coldly at the two of them before turning around and leaving.

The other three deans followed Dumbledore out of the hall, leaving Quirrell and Regulus Black behind.

"Sorry! Professor Quirrell, it was my responsibility, but I dragged you in, and I couldn't get rid of this burden."

Regulus Black raised his hand and pressed Quirrell, who wanted to leave, to stay. There were not many opportunities to tease Voldemort up close, not to mention that he hadn't finished talking yet!

"Okay! I need a schedule of your classes. I will bring Harry Potter to you when you and I are both free."

In fact, any teacher, whether a professor at Hogwarts or a professor in the Muggle world, is not a very idle group of people.

There are not many spare time to spare for classes and homework corrections. As a person, you still need some time to rest, so even if you only give Harry Potter a small class, you have to arrange and coordinate the time gaps, otherwise it will be chaotic.

"Okay...Okay! But what do I need to know about the professor's content? Dumbledore didn't seem to mention it just now."

At this time, there were only Regulus Black and Quirrell in the entire hall. Although the empty hall was brightly lit, there was an abnormal cold feeling. The two people felt this feeling differently.

I don't know how Quirrell felt. Regulus Black must have been alone with Quirrell, because that was no different from being alone with Voldemort.

But before everything was exposed, it was destined to be hidden under the table. This was true for Regulus Black, Quirrell and Voldemort.

"A spell to eliminate sound and smell, a spell that can enable night vision, and a spell that creates an illusion to make others ignore a change."

If he stayed any longer, he might not be able to control himself and took out his wand. Regulus Black's face was gloomy, and he patted Quirrell's shoulder again, and then left the hall.

"Master! What should I do? Should I take this opportunity to kill Harry Potter?"

Quillo's face was distorted and he said something that the professor shouldn't say. It was hard to tell whether his expression was painful or depressed.

"Harry Potter must die in my hands. You just need to do your own thing."

Gray-black mist emerged from Quirrell's turban, and Quirrell's expression became more distorted, as if his vitality had been drained away.

"The last unicorn has been snatched away by the Black kid, which has made me weaker recently. You should think more about how to hunt unicorns again."

The black mist condensed into a skull-like head, and then slowly turned into a blurred human face.

"As for Harry Potter, how could I miss such an opportunity to teach him personally."

All the lights suddenly went out, leaving only Quirrell to leave the hall in the dark, and the black mist just now seemed to blend into the environment.