Quirrell Faints
In a secluded church, Quirrell was giving a halting lecture.
His mind wasn't on the lesson at all; he was casually reading from his hastily prepared slides and his mind was wandering.
Harry Potter, according to the Dark Lord, was just a lucky brat, a fortunate child who survived thanks to his mother's protective charm.
Quirrell nodded in agreement, but still harbored a sliver of doubt.
It must be said that Quirrell was a truly outstanding wizard. His skillful Occlumency allowed him to barely thwart Voldemort's mind-reading ability, and even convinced Voldemort to spare his life and possess him, trusting that he could keep the secret from Dumbledore.
This prevented Voldemort from suspecting his unusual thoughts and strange behavior; he simply thought Quirrell was too cowardly and had poor mental fortitude.
Recently, a peculiar phenomenon has caused Quirrell, who had originally decided to follow Voldemort, to waver again.
Peeves, that ancient Poltergeist, didn't dare come near Harry Potter even a step.
After much deliberation, Quirrell decided to try it again in his own classroom.
"Everyone, did you all learn about the Red Spark that we discussed in this lesson?"
"I'll repeat it again, its spell is Periculum, and when you chant it, remember to point to the sky. It's the best way for a young wizard to summon nearby wizards and ask for help when they encounter danger in the wild."
"Mr. Pott, you—come and give it a try." Quirrell stammered through a long speech before inviting Harry to come up on stage and demonstrate.
"Periculum!" Harry stood at the front of the stage, pointing his wand to the sky with his right hand.
Then, something astonishing happened: the red beam of light shooting from the tip of the wand suddenly bloomed in mid-air like fireworks, and then—"Ah!!!!!! What is this?!" The blooming fireworks scattered everywhere, and the flying Spark caused Quirrell was in front of Harry, to suddenly collapse, and all the skin that came into contact with him became red and swollen.
He stopped stammering, lost his grip on the wand, and fainted from the pain.
Hermione and the others in the front row, after being splashed, had their swollen, sour faces relax, and the surrounding air became fresh, like a meadow after a rain.
"What's going on?" Harry was completely bewildered.
"Harry, what you just did..." Ron stood up and looked at Harry with an admiring expression.
"Professor Quirrell, how could this be? Isn't this quite comfortable?" Hermione had also been splashed, looked puzzled, her rat teeth showing the same great confusion.
"I'm alive again. Have you noticed that the air is much better?" Neville took a deep breath.
"Really? Great!" Padma Patil smiled, a smile she hadn't shown in a long time.
"Harry, how did you use this spell? How does it repel the stench?" Hermione asked, completely forgetting Professor Quirrell standing beside her.
In the time that followed, the young Ravenclaw wizards made many guesses and discussed the idea of purifying the air.
"Could it be that Professor Quirrell was under some kind of curse, Harry's spell has a purifying power, which is why he's suffering so much?" Hermione wondered.
"Oh no! Professor Quirrell!" Ron suddenly shouted, and Professor Quirrell on the podium groaned in response, but did not wake up.
"What's wrong with Professor Quirrell? Don't distract me, Ron." Hermione rubbed her forehead and continued thinking.
"No, I feel like I've forgotten something, something's missing?"
"Stinky? Stinky? Garlic? Professor Quirrell! Professor Quirrell is right here on the podium!" Hermione stood up as well.
"I'll go get Madam Pomfrey!" Harry remembered the teacher he had forgotten and hurriedly headed out.
"I'll come too. What floor is Madam Pomfrey on?" the dark-skinned Michael asked enthusiastically.
"Which floor? I don't know?" Harry suddenly stopped in his tracks.
"I know, it's on the map that Senior Penelope sent out. I specifically memorized it; it's at the end of the second-floor corridor!"
"Michael, Terry, let's carry Professor Quirrell over together." Anthony Goldstein was quick-witted and soon came up with a solution. He was also very proactive, which explains why he was chosen Prefect in the original timeline.
"No need, Mr. Anthony. It's just that the vampire's curse has relapsed. I'll just go back to the Staff Room and rest."
"Mr. Pott, Ravenclaw 5 points, dismissed." Quirrell woke up at just the right moment, his face swollen and red, and he twitched as he went to the first-floor lounge alone.
"Harry, Professor Quirrell has gone mad." Ron stared in disbelief.
"I think my guess was right. Harry's spell cleansed Professor Quirrell's curse," Hermione said, tilting her head slightly.
Ryan smiled but remained silent, concealing his achievements and fame.
Harry himself probably thought he was responsible for all of this, and he should have felt the unusual power within him when casting the spell.
This contrasts sharply with his experience using the Red Spark again later in life.
This magical phenomenon is mainly composed of three forces.
Firstly, there was the dormant power of love within Harry, a powerful spell that Lily Evans had imprinted on her son after sacrificing herself. Ryan used his own love magic, which originated from Harry, to activate it, signaling that the enemy was ahead.
Secondly, it had already lost its mind, possessing the power of a fragment of Voldemort's soul. It could sense the presence of the main soul, especially at such close range.
Thirdly, Harry himself was using a spell and was nearly fainting from the smell. His aversion to Quirrell's Harry smell caused the garlic smell on Quirrell to mysteriously disappear, and even the air in the whole room became fresh.
Even if Dumbledore knew about this incident, he would only assume that Quirrell's malice caused the activation of the protective charm on Harry.
Even if he arrived at the scene and observed the remaining traces of magic, he would only be able to detect the three types of power mentioned above, while Ryan, whose presence was weak, would naturally go unnoticed.
Moreover, in this way, Quirrell, after being attacked, will temporarily fall asleep, giving him time to confess to Dumbledore Voldemort, save his life, and break free from Voldemort's control.
Although Quirrell is annoying, Ryan believes he is still worth saving.
In the original timeline, at the Quidditch Pitch, he almost openly and directly used his malevolent glare at Harry, just to make Harry drop his broom.
He seemed to want to take Harry's life, but in reality, he was just trying to expose himself; he was just a coward with a bit of ambition and a bit of conscience.
Unfortunately, perhaps due to Voldemort's curse on the Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor, Quirrell lost his life by sheer chance.
In fact, once he was possessed by Voldemort, there was no turning back. He could only rely on himself, which is why Dumbledore, who was willing to give everyone a chance, did not give him one.
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