Professor of Gemology at Hogwarts

The next day, it was rainy and continuous. This is the weather in England - gray and cold. In the rain and fog, this ancient castle also looked very indifferent.

Gray felt that he still needed to remind Hagrid, so he came to Hagrid's hut. Hagrid was wearing a moleskin coat, with some rain falling on his shoulders. He was standing in the open space behind the hut.

"Good afternoon, Hagrid!" Gray said, "I'm here to sit with you and congratulate you on being successfully hired as a professor!"

"Thank you, Gray!" Hagrid waved, "Just in time, I have to go to the paddock!"

They walked around the edge of the woods. The grass and soil became soft and muddy due to the moisture of the rain. Five minutes later, they came to the outside of a small paddock.

"I'm preparing the magical animals we need for class. Let me show you." Hagrid went into the Forbidden Forest. After a while, he came back with a Hippogriff.

It has the body, hind legs and tail of a horse, but its front legs, wings and head are like those of an eagle. Its sharp beak is the color of steel, its big bright eyes are orange, and the eagle talons on its front legs are half an inch long. Long and intimidating looking.

"..." Gray took a step back, "Is this what you prepared for class? Hagrid."

"Yes! Hippogriff." Hagrid grabbed the chain with his big hands, "How beautiful, isn't it?"

"It's beautiful."

Gray looked at the shiny fur, which looked even more beautiful after being wetted by the rain.

Hagrid was even happier, and he gently stroked the Hippogriff.

But Gray was about to say something disappointing, and he didn't know how to say it tactfully. After all, this was a sentence to attack Hagrid. Hagrid had just been cleared of the crime of being in the secret room 50 years ago, and he had just gotten the position he was looking forward to. This is when encouragement is needed.

"Uh, Hagrid, but... I mean... do you think there's a little bit of danger in using a hippogriff to teach?"

"Danger?" Hagrid's eyes widened. "No, they can be tamed. Wizards can even ride on them and fly. Look, what a docile and good baby."

Hagrid patted its beak lovingly a few times, and the hippogriff lazily closed its eyes, seeming to like it very much.

"It is classified as Level [-] by the British Ministry of Magic. Hagrid..." Gray was a little embarrassed. He didn't want to see Hagrid depressed, but he had to say, "The book clearly states that they can be tamed, but they should be tamed by experts." Go try it instead of a bunch of kids.”

"But..." Hagrid hesitated, "But you see, you just need to keep eye contact with it and bow. If it bows back, it means you can approach it without any danger, just like I am now..."

"I understand your idea. You want to teach the students this in class. As long as they follow your steps and approach the Hippogriff, there will be no danger..." Gray said, "But, we can't Make sure every student is obedient and will do what the teachers ask, Hagrid, this is what a professor needs to consider when preparing lessons."

"I...I have considered that I will watch over them." Hagrid hesitated.

"It does need to be guarded. That's great, Hagrid. I'm glad you can consider this issue." Gray kept encouraging him, "But I also want to make a suggestion. Maybe you can start with some low-risk ones." The animals began to explain..."

Hagrid listened attentively, and it was obvious that he really wanted to do a good job in the lesson.

"For example, Flobber armyworm? Hawklap?" Gray scratched his head, "Well, after all, the students have just started taking the Care of Magical Creatures class. You don't know the temperament of those students yet, and many creatures are dangerous to them. You don’t even realize it. So I think you should first control accidents within your control, right?”

"Yes... Gray, what you said makes sense." Hagrid lowered his head, stroking the hippogriff's fur while thinking about something, "Gray, I was too naive. It's okay. You reminded me in time."

Gray relaxed and smiled. Hagrid had figured it out. It seemed that the Buckbeak matter was solved so smoothly. It was very good. Malfoy would not be injured. He was lucky to escape.

Due to the cloudy and rainy weather, the sky turned dark early, and the clock tower bell rang. The sound of the rain making the bell muffled, Hagrid glanced towards the clock tower.

"I have to go to Hogsmeade Station, Gray. The students are arriving soon." Hagrid was a little depressed, obviously not as high as when Gray first met him.

"Hagrid, I understand that you want to take every class well and be a good professor." Gray said, "Now adjust your emotions. You are a professor. The principal will announce this in front of all the students at the dinner. , this is a good thing, Harry and the others will definitely be happy for you!"

Hagrid patted Gray's shoulder gratefully, and Gray felt like his bones were about to fall apart: "Thank you, Gray, thank you for reminding me in time."

……

"Good afternoon, Gray," McGonagall said.

After Gray and Hagrid parted ways, they returned to the castle. Not long after he left, he bumped into Magna. She seemed to be in a hurry.

"Good afternoon, Professor McGonagall, is...what happened?"

"Lupin sent an owl," McGonagall said. "The dementors checked the train. Potter fainted when he faced the dementors. Now the students are about to arrive at the station. I have to take a look." . I just informed Madam Pomfrey that I will check on the student’s health later.”

"Oh -" Gray was not surprised, but he found that Mag was a little surprised by his reaction.

"Wait...dementors?" he continued.

"Yes, dementors are wandering around the school and even harassed this train." McGonagall pursed her lips, a little dissatisfied, "Gray, help me inform Professor Flitwick that he will hold the sorting ceremony on my behalf. , I think it’s too late to get the Sorting Hat.”

"No problem, Professor McGonagall, leave it to me."

……

Flitwick came to the auditorium holding the Sorting Hat, and students came in one after another. The auditorium was now like a sea of ​​pointed black hats. There were some empty seats on each long table, waiting for the new students to take their seats.

Gray sat on the teacher's seat and glanced at the enchanted ceiling - tonight it was a dark sky covered with dark clouds.The seat next to him was still vacant, but he knew that Lupine would come at the last moment before the banquet started.

As soon as he thought of this, Gray felt a dark figure beside him. He turned his head. The man's light brown hair was already a little gray, and he was wearing a tattered wizard's robe, which had been patched in many places.

"Hello, congratulations on your appointment, Professor Lupin." Gray recognized him at a glance, "I am Professor of Spar Science, Gray Morris."

"Hello, I'm Remus Lupin," Lupine smiled, "You can call me Remus."

"You can also call me Gray, Remus."

Gray saw Snape looking at Lupine with a hateful expression, and Lupine noticed it, but he still turned around and greeted Snape gently.

"Long time no see, Severus."

"Long time no see, I hope you can fulfill your duties..." Snape responded to him, but there was no indication from his expression that he was just greeting. He said coldly, "And adapt to teaching life as soon as possible. "

"Thank you for your concern, I will."

Lupine put a tattered small box tied with many ropes at his feet, sat in a regular position, supported his head with his hands, and looked a little tired.

Gray glanced at Lupine and felt that this man exuded a melancholy and lonely temperament. His identity as a werewolf had made him feel inferior since he was a child. He had always been regarded as an existence that others avoided in life, and he had accepted this. Facts, and understanding that it is impossible for him to get married and have children. Under such circumstances, his friends who can accept his identity are more important to him than anyone else.

Voldemort's fall was a source of joy in the wizarding world, but it marked the beginning of a long period of loneliness and sadness for Lupine - Lily and James were killed, and one of his best friends murdered another. Friend, now sent to Azkaban, has become a traitor to the Order of the Phoenix and Lily and James.

That year, within 24 hours, he lost all his friends.

Students from other grades in the college were sitting around four long tables. Thousands of candles floating in the air above the tables illuminated the auditorium.

After a while, the group of freshmen came to the auditorium, and everyone's eyes moved to them. Expressions of surprise and astonishment appeared on the faces of the freshmen. They had never seen such a gorgeous and magical auditorium, and they couldn't even see it. , looked around, and finally walked to the other side of the auditorium, stood in a row along the staff table, stopped, and faced the entire school.

Flitwick stood next to a three-legged stool that was much taller than him. On the stool was the Sorting Hat, and the Sorting Ceremony was about to begin.