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"Alexander! It's really him!!"

"Oh my god, I told you he's not just a genius! He's a genius! I'd believe it if the professor wrote it himself!"

"It's unbelievable, he's only a freshman, and with this answer, did he memorize "Encountering Faceless Monsters" and "Dark Powers: A Guide to Self-Defense"?"

All the students were shocked by Deveraux's perfect answer.

Just now they were questioning whether Deveraux had written it randomly and submitted it.

Now with Quirrell's endorsement and the genuine answer in front of them.

They finally understood.

Deveraux can not only take classes with them.

He can even teach them directly!

"How is that possible!?"

A loud roar.

Everyone was shocked and stopped discussing.

Wells once again became the focus of everyone's attention.

Everyone looked at him silently.

They thought he was going to question whether Deveraux cheated again.

It's understandable.

After all, he is the best test taker in this year's Ravenclaw.

This time, he was beaten by a kid.

No wonder he was a little bit broken.

But I didn't expect it.

He actually looked up and glared at the person who just said it and shouted.

"How could he only memorize those two books!!!"

Everyone was confused by his words.

What does it mean?

Wells turned his head and looked at Deveraux.

Staring at him intently.

"I have seen the opinions he wrote in many books. I am afraid he has memorized all the books on Defense Against the Dark Arts in the library except the restricted books area!"

After saying that, Wells sat back in his chair dejectedly.

He shook his head sadly and murmured.

"This is a true genius..."

Everyone felt numb after hearing this.

This Deveraux really deserves what Professor Quirrell said just now.

"He is the best student they have ever seen in Hogwarts!"

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Deveraux smiled slightly in response to Quirrell's praise.

He was quite surprised that Quirrell would say such a thing.

He is the best student.

Aren't you afraid that someone without a nose will hear it?

Deveraux smiled bitterly and shook his head.

The only explanation is that the Cruciatus Curse directly destroyed Quirrell's self-consciousness.

This class is the last class in the morning.

Deveraux overslept today and missed Professor Sprawni's Herbology.

But judging from Quirrell's reaction just now, Snape has probably asked for leave for him.

No need to worry about anything.

The students around him got up and crowded towards the door.

Most of them wanted to go to the cafeteria to eat early.

For Deveraux, lunch is different from breakfast.

Breakfast must be eaten before 8 o'clock before the owl adds ingredients to the food.

And lunch must be eaten after most people have finished eating.

The reason for going late at noon is that the food at Hogwarts is really good.

After a bowl of porridge is finished.

It will be automatically filled and always warm.

No need to worry about having to eat leftovers and cold dishes if you arrive late.

So Deveraux sat quietly in his seat.

He waited comfortably for the crowd to leave the classroom.

Many people looked at him with admiration or worship.

After all, everyone just watched Deveraux's test paper together.

This directly raised Deveraux's status in their minds from a genius kid to a professor-level knowledge reserve.

Some people even came forward to shake hands with Deveraux.

Oh my god.

Deveraux also experienced Harry's feelings.

This is really... extremely embarrassing...

Deveraux could only smile and shake hands with everyone who passed by him.

His face was almost stiff in less than two minutes.

In the end, only one person stretched out his hand to Deveraux.

Deveraux half-shaked it to cope with it.

He looked up and didn't expect it to be Wells who had just been talking bad about him in the back!

To be honest, Deveraux actually heard all the bad words Wells said about him.

But he didn't care much.

After all, he was really capable.

So let others say whatever they wanted.

But what he didn't expect was that this person actually came to shake hands with him after class.

Wells didn't say much during the process.

Deveraux felt so embarrassed.

After letting go of his hand.

Wells nodded slightly at him.

"Learn from you."

Then he turned around and walked out.

Deveraux looked at the man's back and his mouth twitched.

"What a weird guy."

He closed the textbook he borrowed from Quirrell.

He planned to return it to Quirrell now.

At this time, the two girls sitting behind Deveraux also stood up.

They should also think the same as Deveraux that they can eat later without squeezing or anything..

They chatted as they walked.

"Oh, this class is quite interesting. As for the Imperius Curse, hehe, I really want to learn it. I really want Mimi to do a tap dance."

Deveraux agreed with him and wanted to see Al tap dance.

"Yes, but the Cruciatus Curse was really scary. I couldn't bear to watch it at that time. It was too scary."

"Yes, yes, but overall, it's much better than the pure lecture last week, and the smell is gone this week. I feel much more comfortable in this class."

They walked out of the classroom while chatting.

Deveraux stood up and stretched.

"Well, yes, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class without the smell of garlic has successfully made Potions the most undesirable class."

Picking up the textbook, Deveraux walked up to the podium.

He smiled and handed the book to Quirrell.

After all, Quirrell was about to be sent to prison.

Let's say goodbye with a smile.

"Thank you, Professor. I'll go eat first."

Quirrell took the book and nodded with a smile.

Then he gently moved the big scarf wrapped around his head with his hand.

The garlic smell on it was already very light.

At this time, Deveraux's movement of turning around suddenly froze.

Garlic smell?

Lightened?

Deveraux's brain began to work rapidly!

Why did Quirrell wear a scarf and use a lot of garlic?

Isn't it just to keep Voldemort's existence from being discovered?

So what's the situation now?

Deveraux looked back stiffly.

When his eyes were locked on Quirrell.

His expression became extremely shocked!

Quirrell sorted out the test papers and put them in a paper bag.

He looked up and saw Deveraux looking at him in surprise.

He asked with a smile.

"What's wrong, Alexander? Is there any problem?"

Deveraux's body trembled violently.

Blinked his eyes continuously.

Waved his hands quickly.

"I... I'm fine, professor. I'm leaving first."

Then he turned around and ran out of the classroom.

Quirrell looked at Deveraux's back as he ran out.

He frowned in confusion.

Then he shook his head.

He picked up Deveraux's test paper again and looked at the parchment carefully as if he was appreciating a painting.

"Oh my god, he is so talented."

And Marcus on the side was busy helping Quirrell pack up the teaching aids and papers.

Without saying a word.

——

Hu! Hu! Hu!

Deveraux ran out of the classroom quickly.

He stopped slowly when he came to the corridor where there were more people.

Panting crazily.

At this time, his expression was also accompanied by a little fear.

Because he only saw Quirrell's own panel on Quirrell just now.

And he didn't see... Voldemort!

Deveraux muttered with an ugly face.

"He's gone!"