In which Luffy has always been suspicious of Professor Quirrel.
Yes, Luffy is good with Occlumency.
Eyes narrowing in observation, Luffy watched in intense concentration as he felt magic float around the head of his friend; Harry Potter. From time to time, he flinches and grabs his forehead... The scar. He notes.
Professor Quirrel kept stuttering through the lesson and the others just dozed off or read on their own pace, he'd just ask Sabo to tutor him. Ace said he's always been good at D.A.D.A. he should trust his brother's word.
The Professor never broke his line of sight from Harry, despite stuttering all the way...
Is he... HOW DARE HE! Luffy snarled silently; this man... Was forcing himself in Harry's mind! No, he must keep himself contained; no matter how much he hurts at the chains of restraint. He must. This wasn't just about freedom anymore; this wasn't about protecting his nakama from an enemy as a— as a what?
... He doesn't know but he's still angry.
After class, he will give a warning sign. That'll be enough, sure he'd get detention for attacking a professor but who gives two-shits? It's just a warning sign, a warning sign, no...
A promise.
Class ends, he gets left behind. "A- ah! M- Mr. Mo- Monkey, wo- wou- would yo- you li- like t- t- to stay f-f for e- extra cla- class- classes?" Taking out his wand, Merry he called her. The Professor immediately shrieked and recoiled.
"What were you doing?" He inquired— no, Demanded. Behind his head, inside the turban; He-who-must-not-be-named shivered at the powerful presence, this boy would become a worthy ally if he could sway him to the darkside!
"I- I- wha- what ar- are y- you ta- talk-ing ab- about?" Quirrel felt genuinely terrified at an eleven-year-old; Master had shaken, this boy's presence was also a threat!
"What were you thinking?!" Luffy raised his voice, like a King demanding an answer to a sudden subordinates tipping. Luffy stood his ground, his cold gaze staring down the Professor who was supposed to have years of experience ahead of him.
"The next time you try to force yourself in Harry's mind; it's a fist to the face you're getting." Don't forget who I am and how I was raised, bastard.
Luffy stormed out the garlic-filled classroom.
Professor Quirrel never realized he was sitting on the ground; he had fallen to the ground. He couldn't help it, that boy... That boy was just too horrifying.
"Ma- master, we- we must eliminate him!"
"No, Quirrel! Do you see what he has done to us?! He will become great ally if we somehow persuade him!"
"Bu- but, ma- master!"
"No 'buts' Quirrel! This boy not only has the Voice Of All Things, it gets even better! He has the skill with Occlumency that would surpass even Dumbledor!"
Yes.
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