Hogwarts: Why do you call me the Demon King?

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With this skill, even if practical experience is lacking, it would be more than enough to be a professor for junior wizards.

Dumbledore hadn't expected Quirrell's combat journey to be more "radical" than he had imagined.

Is it a case of facing the modern-day Dark Lord head-on, fighting with all one's might but being unable to defeat him, and choosing to surrender?

Chapter 27 Tom, open the door, Tom!

Quirinas Quillough's apartment in the Muggle neighborhood of central London.

Quirrell is a half-blood wizard, which means he won't have much wealth in the wizarding world.

More likely, he lived in the Muggle community before enrolling at Hogwarts.

This is true.

As a half-blood wizard who grew up in Muggle society, Quirrell did relatively well among Hogwarts graduates.

He had excellent grades in school and was able to stay on as a teacher after graduation.

Although it was Hogwarts' famously "easy" course, "Muggle Studies," it was still a very respectable job.

Wizards who didn't obtain enough certificates faced unemployment upon graduation.

Over the years, only the most outstanding graduates from Hogwarts have been able to find a decent job.

As for the remaining graduates...

Young wizards born into pure-blood families don't need to worry about their future; they will naturally inherit their family and property when they grow up.

The mixed-race wizarding group is more accepting of wizarding society because one of their parents is also a wizard.

The most tragic ones are actually wizards from Muggle families.

They felt a sense of belonging to Hogwarts, but they felt absolutely no sense of belonging to the wizarding world.

During their seven years at Hogwarts, their friends were young wizards of the same age.

But his family members were all Muggles.

During the era of the Secrets Act, the wizarding world and Muggle society were like two lines that occasionally intersected.

But most of the time, these two lines do not intersect.

The young wizard spent seven years at Hogwarts learning a great deal of magic, but it was completely useless in Muggle society.

They cannot abuse magic, because the British Ministry of Magic will wield the Statute of Secrets to restrict them.

They don't have a clear place in Muggle society.

Seven years is just enough time to finish junior and senior high school. They can't exactly apply to Muggle universities with their Hogwarts diplomas.

In other words, the wizards' productivity was so high that they didn't have to worry about food.

Otherwise, with graduates accumulating year after year, the magical world would have long since descended into chaos.

This state might be acceptable to someone who is content with their lot, but it's unacceptable for someone with ambitions to achieve great things.

Without a doubt, this lifestyle, which is almost "slow suicide," is absolutely unacceptable to them.

Quirrell is that kind of person.

His ability to secure a teaching position at Hogwarts is already proof of his excellence, but that's not enough.

He did not accept the gradual accumulation of knowledge and experience, but instead chose a shortcut.

But the gifts of fate all come with a price tag attached.

During this trip to the Albanian forest, Quirrell earned the opportunity to receive one-on-one personal instruction from a world-renowned master of black magic.

However, he would need to use his own body to contain Voldemort's ghost.

Fair trade, very fair.

Quirrell offered the back of his head to Voldemort, and it was because of this back of his head that Voldemort was unable to return to Hogwarts ahead of schedule.

Neither he nor his new master Voldemort could guarantee that Dumbledore wouldn't see through his disguise.

This year, Harry Potter, the "savior," will enroll in school, and Dumbledore will certainly focus more of his energy on the "savior."

At that time, no one would care about Quirrell's minor flaws.

Quirinus Quirrell never understood why the Dark Lord insisted that he become the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts.

Given their current situation, shouldn't they keep a low profile, keep a low profile, keep a low profile?

Quirinus Quirrell was utterly baffled by Voldemort's audacity in confronting Dumbledore.

It's no use if he doesn't understand.

Once Voldemort became his master, his body was no longer under his own control.

"Master, my master... I'm sorry, I still haven't found any clues about the Philosopher's Stone..."

In the apartment, Quirrell knelt on the carpet, humbly pleading before a mirror.

As he called out intermittently, the purple headscarf on his head fell off out of thin air, revealing a noseless face on the back of his head.

"Useless, idiot, moron! You can't even do this little thing right, I'm going to punish you severely!"

Voldemort, upon waking up, was furious when he heard this upsetting news from Quirrell.

Quirinus Quirrell then felt excruciating pain, which was the Crucifixion Curse cast silently by the Dark Lord without his staff.

It uses Quirrell's body.

This method of possession spellcasting is an invaluable educational tool for wizards.

If Quirrell could now ignore the physical pain and carefully analyze Voldemort's spellcasting method.

There's a real chance they might actually learn Voldemort's Cruciatus Curse, a silent, wandless spell.

With a vicious glare, he silently cast the Heart-Rending Curse. Could there be a more sinister way of casting spells in this world?

Unfortunately, Quirrell was also unable to withstand the pain of the Cruciatus Curse.

He rolled on the ground in agony, howling at the Dark Lord.

“Master, Master! It’s not that I didn’t try my best, it’s just that Nicolas Lemaître spends most of his time in seclusion in France.”

The British magical community isn't getting much useful information at all!

"Master, please forgive me!"

"I have a plan! I've got a plan!"

Suffering has always been a breeding ground for literature, and it can also give rise to quick wit.

Feeling like he was teetering on the brink of death, Quirinas Quiro suddenly had a brilliant idea that would "win the best of both worlds".

Voldemort stopped the Crucifixion spell, intending to listen to his good-for-nothing subordinate's "brilliant idea".

“Master, since we can’t get any information about Nicolas Lemaître in England, why don’t we go to France?”

With a month left before the start of the school year, we should be able to find some useful clues, right?

If all goes well, we might even get the magic stone before school starts!

"You idiot!" Voldemort, standing on the back of Quirrell's head, cursed without hesitation, "You're such an idiot, Quirrell!"

"Do you think Dumbledore is a fool? If you go to France at a time like this, won't he be suspicious?"

Are you trying to kill me?!

"I'm so sorry, Master!" Quirrell began to repent without saying a word and begged Voldemort for forgiveness.

At this point, what Voldemort said was no longer important. Quirrell's most important task now was to apologize as quickly as possible and beg for his master's forgiveness.

Just as Quirrell was anxiously awaiting the next round of punishment, Voldemort on the back of his head suddenly shut his mouth and fell silent.

Voldemort stared at the direction outside the door with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty in his eyes.

"Idiot, hide me right now, someone's outside the door!"

Chapter 28 Voldemort - Dead!

Upon hearing his master's command, Quirrell moved swiftly.

A purple headscarf was quickly wrapped around his head, and then he subconsciously looked towards the door.

Then there was a knock on his door.

"dong dong dong"

The knocking was neither fast nor slow, neither muffled nor loud.

Quirrell's Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed, then he took the wand in his hand.

"Who...who's outside?"

Quirrell didn't originally stutter; if he had, he wouldn't have gotten a teaching position at Hogwarts so easily after graduation.