The Late Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

The classroom for the Transfiguration returned to calm once again.

The other young wizards diligently waved their wands, racking their brains to turn the matches into needles.

Unfortunately, by the end of class, apart from Lester, only one Gryffindor girl named Granger had managed to make any changes to the match.

Lester looked over and saw Hermione staring at him with intense fighting spirit.

Clearly, his brilliant performance in Transfiguration class had made Hermione, the academic star, see him as a rival.

Lester scoffed, then turned to Jiedi and whispered, "See that little girl from Gryffindor?"

"After class, you and Kitimiti go and throw her books away for me!"

Jiedi: "???"

He thought his older brother had taken a liking to the brown-haired girl and was just about to use all his charm to help his brother win her over when Lester sent someone to throw her schoolbag away.

Lester nudged Jiedi, who was still in a daze, signaling him to hurry up and act.

Jiedi: "..."

So, ten minutes after the professor left and the other students went out with their textbooks, Jiedi and his two friends stealthily followed Hermione.

"Excuse me, do you need us to help you with your textbooks?"

Jiedi, then a forceful one, appearing very gentlemanly, while Miti and Kitty behind him also looked quite respectable.

Hermione glanced warily at Jiedi and the others, then shook her head, clutching the heavy textbooks, and said, "No need, I can carry them myself."

Ron Weasley, who was also about to leave, saw this scene and made sarcastic remarks to Hermione.

"Oh my, as expected of the knowledgeable young lady of Gryffindor, even Slytherin offered to help her carry books after class."

Hermione was somewhat at a loss and wanted to refute Ron Weasley.

Just then, Jiedi and the others suddenly rushed forward, quickly grabbed the book Hermione was carrying, and then threw it forcefully into the air.

After throwing the projectile, Jiedi and his two companions immediately left the battlefield, not forgetting to issue a threat as they did so.

My older brother's exact words were, "You're staring at me, I'll hurl your book at you every day from now on."

That wasn't all. Jiedi, without consulting anyone, took advantage of the chaos to run over to Ron Weasley and slap Ron Weasley across the face.

The force of the blow made Ron Weasley see stars, and he almost fell to the ground, unable to stand steadily.

Fortunately, Harry reacted quickly and caught Ron Weasley when he almost fell.

Lester watched the scene unfold from a short distance away with a smile, nodding in satisfaction.

As Azkaban's godfather, Hermione had just shown any fighting spirit towards him; he had to be taught a lesson.

As for Jiedi slapping Ron Weasley, Lester pretended not to see it at all; it was all Jiedi's own doing, and had nothing to do with him.

Back in the common room, Lester and his three companions settled comfortably on the Slytherin sofa.

Jiedi vividly imitated Hermione's bewildered expression and Ron Weasley's furious, fire-breathing eyes, making Lester and the others laugh uncontrollably.

Just then, the sound of a door opening rang out, and the air in the lounge froze.

The fifth-year Prefect of Slytherin had a dark expression on his face, holding a letter from home in his hand. His face was frosty, like a raging beast.

Ignoring the others in the lounge, Thompson, accompanied by two henchmen, swaggered up to the Prefect who had met Lester once before.

At that moment, the Prefect was laughing and joking with several girls of the same grade. Noticing Thompson's arrival, the girls stopped laughing and looked at Thompson thoughtfully.

Thompson was no longer the arrogant and domineering man he once was. Due to lack of sleep, his eyes were bloodshot, and his gaunt face looked extremely sickly.

"Colleen McDaniel, is there still no news about Quirrell from your family?"

Upon hearing the name Quirrell, Colleen became serious, shook her head, and said, "My father told me that he only knew Quirrell had previously gone on an adventure in a foreign forest, but as for where he got the inferior potion, we have no idea."

"However, my father reminded me that the four great families of Knockturn Alley have recently gone a bit too far, and the Ministry of Magic is very unhappy with your actions!"

Thompson chuckled, then grinned maliciously, "We've gone too far! You bunch of opportunists' descendants, don't be so arrogant! You're not even nobles, yet you dare to try and control the entire Wizarding World. Don't try to order us around!"

"Without Dumbledore, you bunch of opportunists wouldn't even be worthy of carrying our shoes."

Ignoring Colleen's unpleasant expression, Thompson continued, "Tell your father that the Ministry of Magic had better do everything in their power to help us find Quirrell, or I'll show you opportunists the true strength of our noble family!"

After saying that, Thompson snorted coldly, turned around, and left with his henchmen.

Lester, who had been eavesdropping nearby, seemed to be deep in thought.

He asked where Quirrell, Hogwarts ' Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, was and why he hadn't shown up yet.

So it turns out it was all my own doing!

Meanwhile, in the slums of Knockturn Alley, Quirrell hid under the bed, trembling as he tried to communicate with his master.

"Master, there are more and more wizards coming from outside to Knockturn Alley. Now there are rumors that the Auror are also coming in. Who is trying to harm us?"

Voldemort was completely baffled; he had no idea who had been so bored as to frame Quirrell.

"How much of the Polyjuice Potion do you have left?" Voldemort pondered for a moment before asking Quirrell.

Quirrell looked bitter and muttered, "There are still more than 10 bottles left."

Voldemort was overjoyed and said coldly, "Then what are you waiting for? Quickly disguise yourself as someone else. As long as we get to Hogwarts, those damned guys won't dare to bother us."

When he said those words, Voldemort felt a mix of emotions and was extremely distressed.

Previously, Hogwarts was Dumbledore's stronghold, making it the most dangerous place for him. But now, he actually needs to go to Hogwarts for refuge.

Quirrell shakily pulled out the dozen or so identical bottles of Polyjuice Potion from the Undetectable Extension Bag; the glass bottles were even engraved with Snape's name.

"Master, these Polyjuice Potion were all bought at the Potions market in Knockturn Alley. I dare not drink them!"

Quirrell almost cried when he saw this group of Polyjuice Potion Polyjuice Potion looked exactly like the original, but had ridiculously powerful effects.

Now, in the market of Knockturn Alley, this Polyjuice Potion engraved with Snape's name is rampant.

On the surface, the medicine seemed to be working fine, but they only realized the seriousness of the problem after several strange, inhuman creatures appeared in Knockturn Alley.

Especially as time went on, these counterfeit potions gradually infiltrated the legitimate Potions shops in Diagon Alley from Knockturn Alley's Potions market.

Even the famous Diagon Alley Potions Shop was forced to close for renovations.

The wizarding hospital became overcrowded, with wizards who had taken inferior Potions wailing and howling everywhere.

Therefore, these major forces in the Wizarding World all focused their attention on one person: Quirrell, who was suspected of being a fake medicine dealer!