A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

Chapter 457 It smells so good? Very easy teaching task

"I'm going to teach you Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Aaron's eyes widened in shock, "Are you serious?"

The three of them nodded in unison, their nervous expressions filled with affirmation.

"Etc., etc.

You guys sit down first and let me take a moment!

The three of Harry looked at each other and sat at the same table as Aaron.

"Because Umbridge doesn't teach well, you want me to be your teacher?"

"That's understandable.

Although it is a bit sudden, we all agree that you are the most suitable. "

"Haha! I really don't understand how you can say such a thing."

Ron's face flushed slightly, "Is there any problem?"

"It's a big problem." Aaron glanced at him speechlessly, and said angrily: "You are the youngest son of the Weasley family, a pure-blood wizard family, and your talent is enough to be considered outstanding even at Hogwarts. .

Your two brothers are seventh-year wizards who are about to graduate, your best friend Harry Potter can summon a complete Patronus to repel dementors, and Hermione Granger is the top three academics in the school. These Can’t they all be taught together? "

Ron:......

Nothing seems wrong, I just feel a little upset.

"Ahem!" Hermione coughed, "That's not what you said.

Regardless of Ron's talent, his academic performance is obvious to all. If it weren't for Mrs. Weasley's encouragement, he would have let himself go. "

"Hermione." Ron opened his mouth wide and said angrily, "How could you say that?"

This is telling the truth...are you still letting yourself go? Doesn't he want to lose face?

"Sorry, but if you want to copy my homework, just shut up."

Ron's lips twitched and he looked at Harry aggrievedly.

He inexplicably felt like his heart had been stabbed, and it hurt so coldly.

Harry shook his head sympathetically, saying that he was helpless. After all, Ron was not the only one who needed to copy his homework.

"It's true that George and Fred are seventh grade students, but they are busy with their own careers and don't pay much attention to their studies. They only passed three ordinary wizarding exams.

As for Harry and I...we are self-aware, and together we are probably less than half as aware as you are. "

"I understand that you don't want to waste your time on theory, but you and Harry combined are enough to get good grades in the exam without my help."

"Stop pretending to be confused, okay?" Hermione laughed angrily at Aaron's perfunctory attitude, "You know what we want is not test scores, but practical ability.

We had to prepare for the fight against the mysterious man, but we did not expect that the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher would be so irresponsible. "

"Well..." Aaron hesitated for a while, then hesitantly said: "I almost understand the meaning. Your practical ability is not bad, especially Harry, who has fought against Voldemort."

"I can't compare to you. In the third level of the Triwizard Tournament, you..."

Halfway through his words, Harry's voice stopped abruptly.

Because Abe was looking at him with harmless eyes, but his two front paws had revealed sharp claws.

"What's wrong with me?" Aaron said playfully, "You should keep talking!"

Gulu!

Harry swallowed hard.

He didn't think Abe would attack him, but he didn't dare to bet that the lethality of a dragon was much more terrifying than Umbridge's confinement.

"nothing?"

Aaron gave him a "sensible" look, and then said: "It's best not to spread false statements about me, otherwise tomorrow you will find that all Slytherin students will go around declaring that someone has something wrong with their brain."

Harry Potter:…

What is this? Chiguoguo's warning?

"What's wrong with you two?" Hermione looked at the two of them suspiciously, always feeling that they were hiding something from them.

"That's not important." Aaron waved his hand casually.

"Anyway, we need you very much now. You have dealt with Voldemort several times." Hermione said with a sneer and laughed at herself: "I still can't pronounce his name easily after all this time.

You and Harry know You-Know-Who best, you even know him better than Harry, so it is most appropriate for you to teach us Defense Against the Dark Arts. "

“But I’m really busy!

It's okay to give you some guidance occasionally, but systematic teaching is really too much. "

He muddleheadedly added two difficult magic circle courses to himself this year, plus the homework assigned by the teacher, the prefect's tasks... If it wasn't for the Defense Against Dark Arts class, he could freely use his time, even if he had The missing body shares the pressure, and he is also somewhat stretched.

"Can you think about it carefully?" Hermione said patiently, "We came to you with great determination."

"Well... I'll leave if I have something else to do." Aaron didn't give a clear answer, picked up Abe and turned around to leave.

"Does this count as rejection?" Ron asked tentatively.

"probably!"

"What do you know?" Hermione glared at the two of them angrily, "If you don't explicitly refuse, there will be trouble. He will figure it out sooner or later."

...

After returning to the dormitory, Aaron sat on the chair calmly, "Being a prefect is tiring enough, and teaching them Defense Against Dark Arts class is no different from being a donkey.

I understand that they will give up after a while, and if that doesn't work, they will have no choice but to refuse in person.

Even if I starve to death, die outside, or drown in a black lake, I will never become this teacher. "

But this firm determination began to waver after a few days.

[Be a conscientious prefect (from now until the end of this semester);

Completing the mission rewards 1200 magic points, and there is no penalty for mission failure; accepted]

[Teach students who are willing to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts (required to fulfill the teacher's responsibilities);

Completing the mission will reward you with 500 magic points. There will be no penalty for mission failure. Do you want to accept it? 】

Aaron looked at the second system task that finally appeared, and felt an inexplicable toothache.

Damn it! This Flag cannot be set casually.

"System, please translate for me, what does this mean?

I became a prefect. After all, I can accept the salary.

But the teacher... went too far! "

"This is to improve the host's ability." The system said righteously, "Being able to teach others and mastering it yourself are two different levels, and during the teaching process, the host can also review the past and learn the new!"

"Who are you trying to fool?" Aaron curled his lips disdainfully, "It's better to review the past and learn the new. I haven't even learned the new yet, so how can I have time to teach them."

"The host can choose not to accept it."

"Hmph! It's not impossible to accept it, but isn't five hundred magic points too little?"

"The host doesn't have to accept it if he doesn't like it. After all, you can make money back by signing at Hogwarts for fifty days."

Gan!

Fifty days is easy to say, what he lacks now is time.

Aaron secretly complained in his heart and continued: "The prefects have one thousand and two, and the teacher only has five hundred. Isn't this inappropriate?"

"Correction, he is a temporary teacher." The system emphasized, "The host does not need to prepare teaching materials, and the time is decided by himself. The teaching task is dozens of times easier than that of a real teacher."

"Even if you say so..."

"The host can choose not to accept it." The system said again, with a confident voice.

Aaron looked at the mission panel and gritted his teeth helplessly.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat. Five hundred magic points is enough to save him two months of struggle.

"Are there any requirements for the number of students?" Aaron asked in a deep voice.

After all, his energy is limited, and there are definitely not a few students who are willing to take the Defense Against the Dark Arts course. If there are too many students, not to mention five hundred magic points, but one thousand...he will have to hesitate.

"More than one."

"Oh! Humanity, I like it." Aaron raised his eyebrows and breathed a sigh of relief. This task seemed not to be so tiring.

"Is there any age requirement for students?"

"No."

"Accept it, accept it decisively." Aaron said a little eagerly. The number of people, age and even the teaching time are all decided by him. So what is the difference between these five hundred magic points and giving them away for free.

Thinking like this, he excitedly walked out of the dormitory and came to the Slytherin common room.

He dug out the list of Slytherin students from a bookcase and began to look for candidates.

He decisively gave up on the lower-level wizards. These students might not even know the basic levitating spell, and teaching them would simply cause trouble for themselves.

As for senior wizards, they can't do it. They have to be busy with exams and job hunting after graduation, and may not have time to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts. Moreover, they probably don't want to find someone younger than themselves as a teacher.

"Fourth grade, or fifth grade?"

Aaron secretly thought to himself, silently dividing the age line.

In addition to age, the student's character and talent are also important.

He has a gentle temperament and excellent talent, so it doesn't take much effort for him to teach. But if you find someone with poor talent and a bad temper, you will get twice the result with half the effort.

Gradually, he set his sights on fourth-grade student Celine McKeon. This schoolgirl met his requirements very well. She had good talent, good personality, good looks, and was motivated. The most important thing was that she respected him very much. .

"Ci Lin, come here, I need to see you if I need anything."

"What's wrong, senior?"

"What do you think of Defense Against the Dark Arts?"

"This..." Xilin hesitated, a look of confusion flashed across her pretty face.

"Don't worry, just say whatever you want." Aaron said calmly, "I don't take Umbridge seriously yet."

Xilin nodded slightly and whispered: "I really don't think she is worthy of being our teacher. The most important thing about Defense Against the Dark Arts is practice, but she actually let us study theory. Fortunately, our O.W.L.s. exam will be in the next school year. Otherwise, you will never pass this class.”

"Well...that's very correct." Aaron paused and said solemnly: "I plan to teach you Defense Against the Dark Arts. Are you willing to learn it?"

Xilin was stunned for a moment, and her face turned red instantly after she realized what she was doing.

what's the situation?

It was a pie in the sky, and it hit her on the head accurately. This surprise came too suddenly.

Seeing her cheerful look, Aaron shook his head speechlessly, "Are you willing to learn?"

"Yes, of course I do.

Senior, I would like to ask, do you only accept me as a student? "

"At the moment," Aaron said seriously, "After all, I still have very high requirements for my students. Maybe this is the tradition of Slytherin!"

Xilin suddenly smiled even more happily, and her eyes towards Aaron became brighter.

"Then teacher..."

"Just call me senior!"

"Okay, senior, when will we start classes?" Xilin lowered her eyelids and asked, "Where is the class? Senior's dormitory? I heard Malfoy said that your place is a single room..."

"Stop it." There were a few black lines on Aaron's forehead. He knew that this was his little crush, but what he said was too inappropriate.

You are just a fourteen-year-old girl, do you want to be so open-minded?

"Don't think about these things in the future. We are just classmates, nothing more, do you understand?"

Siren blinked in agreement.

The days are long, and she is now the senior's only female student, so she may not have opportunities in the future.

"As for the time, let's set it on Saturday or Sunday. You can come to me when you are free. As for the location... I will inform you in time when I think about it."

"Isn't it the senior's dormitory?"

Aaron's mouth twitched, and his tone became a little more stern, "No, if you have this idea again, I don't mind changing to another student."

"I know." Xilin stuck out her tongue angrily, then ran back to the girls' dormitory holding the book.

"Too much charm is not a good thing." Aaron looked at her cheerful back and couldn't help but sigh secretly. Since the Triwizard Tournament, his feeling has become more and more profound. Boys really have to protect themselves outside.

After dinner on Friday night, as soon as Aaron returned to sit down in the common room, Siren joined him.

She took out a box, opened it and handed it to Abe.

Suck!

Abe looked at the chicken legs in the box, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and then looked at his owner eagerly.

"Eat!" Aaron said helplessly.

Abe immediately beamed, jumped on the table and showed off tonight's supper.

"Senior, when will it be tomorrow?" Xilin asked sheepishly, "Where is the location?"

"After dinner in the morning, the location will be the Potions classroom."

"Will Professor Snape agree?" Siren was a little worried.

"Don't worry." Aaron waved his hand nonchalantly, "Professor Snape is very tolerant of Slytherin. I just need to say hello to him."

...

The next morning, the auditorium.

Xilin sat opposite Aaron with a smile on her face, feeding Abe from time to time.

"You two..." Draco asked curiously, "When did you get along?"

"It's not what you think." Aaron said angrily, "I didn't want to think about this kind of problem at all before I was sixteen."

"Really?" Draco raised his eyebrows playfully, looking meaningfully at Siren who was having a friendly exchange with Abe.

In his impression, apart from Hermione, the only woman who could play well with this dragon was Aaron and his sister. Now that there was suddenly a beautiful Slytherin, it was difficult for him not to be suspicious.

When Aaron saw him like this, he knew that he didn't believe it, but he didn't care. He rolled his eyes and went to the teacher's chair to find Professor Snape.

In fact, due to his relationship with Professor Snape, he didn't need to ask for his permission to use the Potions classroom, but now that there was a senior investigator in the school, following the process could avoid unnecessary complications.