Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

Life as a professor at Hogwarts is very busy.

Seventh grade classes and homework took up almost all of Sherlock's time, from waking up at 7:00 in the morning until 11:00 in the evening without necessarily taking a break.

At the same time, he must also take part of the time every day to study and enrich himself, and try to make himself reach the original master's original magic level as soon as possible.

After all, only the improvement of one's own strength can make people feel the most at ease.

Saturday of the first week of school.

In the morning, Sherlock rarely had no homework to correct. He also got away from the complicated knowledge of magic and had a moment of leisure in his office.

Just as he was holding a book of fables and stories that was well-known in the magic world, "The Story of Bedouin the Poet", which he had borrowed from the library, he had just read the "Wizard's Hairy Heart (Note that was very interesting. When it comes to educational stories.

Suddenly there was a soft knock on the door outside the office.

Sherlock closed the book of fables and put it in the drawer of the desk before speaking.

"Please come in."

The person who pushed in the door was not the student Sherlock had guessed to ask the question, but the head of Gryffindor, Professor McGonagall.

"Do you have time, Sherlock? Every Saturday, a few of our teachers who are free will make an appointment to go to Hogsmeade for a drink."

Sherlock subconsciously wanted to refuse, but Professor McGonagall hadn't finished speaking.

"Slughorn is with us today. You haven't seen each other since your mother's funeral."

Hearing the name Slughorn, Sherlock was stunned for a moment.

This name is very unfamiliar to him, but he vaguely feels that this person seems to have appeared in the original book.

Seeing Sherlock's expression, Professor McGonagall explained.

"You may have forgotten him, but when Slughorn was head of Slytherin at Hogwarts, your mother Sally was his favorite protégé."

"When you were born, Sally and your father even planned to ask him to take you as a godson, and he was very happy, but then for some other reasons. But Sally and him had a good relationship until Sally died, He attended her funeral when you were three years old."

"After that, he went into seclusion. No one knows where he lives. I heard that you came to Hogwarts as a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts not long ago. Today he made a special trip to Hogsmeade to see you."

Professor McGonagall's expression was serious.

"I think you should meet him Sherlock. He seems to have something very important to tell you about your parents."

Sherlock hesitated.

He didn't want to participate in this teachers' assembly at first, but it wasn't because he was afraid of exposing himself. He had already understood it clearly during the week at Hogwarts.

There are actually only three and a half professors in this castle who are familiar with Sherlock.

Not to mention Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore, there is also Professor Flitwick, the dean of the original master's student days, and the other half is Snape.

The reason why Snape is said to be half is because Sherlock didn't know exactly what Snape's attitude towards him was.

According to the original book, Snape has always been eager for the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, so it stands to reason that he is hostile to every defense professor.

But when Sherlock met him in the castle, he did not show such obvious disgust and hostility.

On the contrary... Sherlock even read a trace of guilt from the complicated look in his eyes!

That kind of feeling is too strange. Sometimes Sherlock wonders if his brain is broken. How could he see guilt in the eyes of someone like Snape.

Because he couldn't figure it out, Snape could only count as half.

Even the three and a half professors who were familiar with him in the castle basically didn't know the original owner's true thoughts.

The original owner of his school days was like a vigilant hedgehog, protecting himself with the thorns of indifference. Except for his adoration for Dumbledore, no one knew what he was thinking.

So if something is exposed, unless Sherlock kills himself, there can be no problem.

Mainly, he really seldom took a long rest today, and he didn't want to spend more energy on socializing.

It's just that after Professor McGonagall mentioned Slughorn and said that he wanted to see that he was related to the original owner's mother, Sherlock felt that he should go.

The original owner's biggest secret came from his mother. Even if it was the inexplicable crescent-shaped birthmark on his left arm, Sherlock had a hunch that it had something to do with that crazy mother.

If he wants to find out about these things, he has to deal with these people.

So after he had an idea in his mind, Sherlock nodded to Professor McGonagall.

"I'll be there."

Hearing that he agreed, Professor McGonagall showed a relieved expression on his face.

"At 10 o'clock in the morning, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is in the three broomstick bars in Hogsmeade. Me, Filius and Hagrid will also be there. We will meet later."

Professor McGonagall left the office after speaking. Sherlock looked at the time. It was already 9 am, and there was only one hour left before the professors' appointment.

He took out a few books that he had borrowed from the castle library from the drawer, and planned to use this one hour to return the books.

Due to Sherlock's test-oriented education plan for seniors this semester, the library was already full before the end of the semester.

And the students who came here for self-study are almost all studying the entrance examination papers of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Because last year's defense class professor was Quirrell, basically everyone's grades on the entrance exam were not satisfactory, and Sherlock deliberately made the questions a little deeper.

This caused some frustration among all the seniors who took the test.

Students who place more importance on grades can't wait to rot the test paper in the library, and to understand all the questions above.

Seeing that the learning atmosphere at Hogwarts has improved significantly, Sherlock was very pleased after returning the book.

He left Hogwarts Castle and wandered around the Black Lake before going to Hogsmeade. He heard that there was a giant squid in the lake, so he wanted to try his luck to see if he could meet it.

In the end, Sherlock came to take advantage of it, but the squid did not give face.

Just when he was disappointed to leave Hogwarts and head to Hogsmeade, a sudden commotion from the Quidditch pitch caught his attention.

Gryffindor's team and Slytherin's team got together as if they were arguing over something.

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