For a student, listening to a teacher's lecture was a very simple matter. However, to find their own doubts and ask the teacher questions was a test of one's thinking and self-knowledge.
When Allen heard Professor Dumbledore's words, he thought for a moment and asked his biggest question of the night, "Professor, why is it that I clearly hit Lord Voldemort, but it didn't have the slightest effect on him?"
Dumbledore adjusted his glasses and his expression became serious. "Although I didn't personally witness the battle between you two, I have some guesses. First of all, although Lord Voldemort has weakened to the point that he has to parasitize Professor Quirrell's body, the magic power he possesses is not something a first-year student can compare to, even if your magic power has already far surpassed that of your peers. Secondly, there might be some defensive magic set up on the scarf behind Professor Quirrell's head. With Lord Voldemort's wisdom, he wouldn't let himself enter the Hogwarts without any protection. Lastly, I think that the curse you cast might not have hit Lord Voldemort, but he successfully dodged it and hit Professor Quirrell. "
Allen nodded thoughtfully. No matter what, studying soul magic was a compulsory course.
"Child, do you have any other questions?" Professor Dumbledore naughtily forked a berry and threw it into his mouth.
"I want to know how Professor Quirrell is. What kind of punishment will he receive?" Allen was somewhat curious. When they returned just now, Professor Dumbledore did not bring Professor Quirrell with him. What if he woke up from the coma curse and ran away?
"Regrettably, although Quirrell regained consciousness twice in between, after Voldemort took over his body, he would still try to resist from time to time. Thus, in the struggle with the incomparably powerful and evil soul in his body, his soul energy was almost completely exhausted. In addition, when he came into contact with the protection magic on Harry's body, he was severely burned. Even if Poppy (Madam Pomfrey) tried her best to save him, she would not be able to save him. His injuries were too severe, and his body was too weak. It wouldn't be long before he died from exhaustion. Of course, Professor Snape will be there to send him off. "Allen could hear the regret in Professor Dumbledore's voice.
"Professor, you seem a little sad!" Allen pointed out. He suddenly wanted to know how Professor Dumbledore viewed Professor Quirrell. Professor Dumbledore was willing to accept Professor Snape, a former Death Eater. If Professor Quirrell could recover, he would be forgiven! The passing of a life would always bring about countless emotions. After knowing the situation and ending that Professor Quirrell might have to face, Allen recalled the scene of Quirrell teaching the young Magi in the Defense Against Black Magic class. He actually felt a little sad.
In fact, Professor Quirrell was indeed a very good teacher. Although his willpower was weak and he was completely unable to resist the temptation of the Lord Voldemort, it was undeniable that he was proficient in the theory of defense against magic, and the content he taught in the class was very solid.
"Professor Quirrell was once a rather talented but weak boy." During his school career, he had received a lot of mockery because of his shyness and nervousness. Because of this, he was dissatisfied with himself and wanted to prove himself. Perhaps it was because of this that he traveled all over, deliberately training his defensive practice ability. The naive Quirrell was probably the same as those who felt that they were insignificant or even laughable. He had a latent desire for the whole world to look at him with new eyes. It was because I saw his talent and hard work that I hired him as your Defense Against Black Magic class. It's really a pity. If it wasn't for the Lord Voldemort, he would have been a very competent professor. " Professor Dumbledore said a lot in one breath. Allen could tell that he was feeling sorry for Quirrell from the bottom of his heart.
Seeing Dumbledore drinking honey lemonade so frequently, Allen felt that it was time for him to leave. However, he still had a little doubt. "Professor, why were the chess pieces in a complete state when we passed by the giant chessboard formation, as if they had never experienced any battle? In that case, how did Professor Quirrell pass this stage? "
"Allen, have you played Wizard Chess before?" Allen shook his head. Dumbledore smiled, and said, "Just like normal Wizard Chess, Professor Mag's giant chessboard will automatically return to its original state after a round is completed. Professor Mag is really a very capable and creative professor. Her giant chessboard formation is very powerful, and the layout is very brilliant. It's very difficult to win this game! "
"That little friend of yours, Ron, is a smart person. He was able to break Professor Mag's chessboard formation, which proves that he is a very brilliant chess player." After taking another sip of his drink, Professor Dumbledore reluctantly put down his fork and drink cup.
Allen immediately understood, and tactfully bade farewell. After rushing back to Ravenclaw's dormitory, Allen looked at Edward, who had already fallen asleep. Sleepiness and tiredness spread all over his body. He didn't have the mood to sort out his gains and feelings today, and fell into a deep sleep.
What Allen didn't know was that not long after he left, Professor Dumbledore changed into pajamas with bright red azaleas patterns, and expressed his opinion of him in front of the portraits of the past principals in the principal's office. "What a smart boy. He's very talented. However, he's kind-hearted, has a bottom line in his actions, knows when to advance and retreat, and knows his limits. He didn't even ask us what we were going to do with the magic stone. "
Phineas? Nigellus said with a disdainful smile, "You once said that this person is the smartest and most talented student you have ever seen. Now that there's another student who has received a similar evaluation from you, I suddenly have a deep concern for the magic world! "
"Just as Allen said, he is him. His experiences and emotions are unique. Not everyone will choose darkness. I can see that in addition to having a smart brain, outstanding talent, heroic spirit, and a soft heart. For example, his friendship with Harry, and his pity for Quirrell. The softness of the heart is wider than the sea, more boundless than the sky, and more free than the clouds. I'm optimistic about his future. "
Allen, who was already immersed in his sleep, naturally didn't know about Professor Dumbledore's evaluation of him, nor did he know that he had become the model of a good student in Professor Dumbledore's heart.
Perhaps he was too tired, but in the uncontrollable dream, he lost his magic and had an extremely strange experience.
He dreamed that he had become a Muggle, holding a small baby boy, playing in an amusement park from an unknown era.
In a huge super bowl, he slid into a bottomless abyss with the boy in his arms, and instantly found himself on a spinning spiral conveyor belt. A huge iron clamp clamped his head, and as the conveyor belt went up, the clamp became tighter and tighter. Allen fell into a deep fear, afraid that his head would be crushed.
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