Harry Potter and the Temple of Tales

"What?"

Hermione couldn't believe what she heard. The book in her hand slipped from her fingertips, and her mouth opened wide enough to fit an egg.

"Impossible, how could Dumbledore let a student become a professor?"

"We don't quite believe it, but this is what Professor Dumbledore said himself."

Ron spread his hands. No one would believe this, but it was that man's decision.

Dumbledore has more than a hundred years of life experience, and any decision he makes has his own reasons to a certain extent, and will be effective one day in the future.

Including his own death, it was all planned by him, with the purpose of defeating Voldemort.

"But Dumbledore must be joking. Louis is only in his second year, so he can't be."

Louis knew what Hermione was going to say. After all, not to mention the friends around him, even Louis was not sure about this matter at all.

But the deal was already done, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

Hogwarts was discussing those two incidents, which once again pushed Louis to the forefront. Over the past two years, Louis' popularity has continued to rise, and he has long become a star figure in the school.

This time, it is unprecedented for students to take classes as teachers, albeit only as substitute teachers.

Fred and George often joked that Gryffindor was a house full of talents, a Boy Who Lived, and a potions teacher appointed by the headmaster.

Of course, as a teacher at Hogwarts, Louis can enjoy the rights he should enjoy. In addition to a separate office, there are other teacher bathrooms, specific lounges, and the privileges of the restricted book area of ​​the library.

It cannot be left behind.

After breakfast the next day, Louis had his first class. Unfortunately, he had to face a group of fourth-grade veterans.

As a fourth-year student, you don't have to worry about O.W.L.s, and after four years of Hogwarts career, you have already figured out the routines of class.

Moreover, they would definitely not be convinced by a second-year student teaching them potions. Especially those from Slytherin House.

Dumbledore specifically exempted Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class so that Louis could take this class well.

Lewis rushed to the dungeon classroom. He was obviously not prepared to say anything. As soon as he opened the door and entered, the originally noisy classroom suddenly became quiet.

He saw that two groups of people were sitting in the classroom, Ravenclaw and Slytherin. Everyone looked arrogant, but they wanted to see what these students who were two years younger than them were capable of.

Louis saw a girl with long hair in the crowd, blinked at him, and sat in the first row with a curious look on her face.

Qiu Zhang became more and more interested in this Gryffindor junior. When she first saw him next to the bathroom of Mrs. Puddieff's teahouse, she felt that Louis was extremely mysterious.

From his novel Quidditch skills to his exquisite potion making, everything demonstrates the boy's excellence. He seems to be the kind of knight who suddenly awakens, and his fame has already overshadowed Harry Potter, who is one year older than him.

special.

As a goddess-level figure in Ravenclaw, she was pursued by countless men. Even Cedric, who was one year above her, fell under her. But she didn't see anything like other men in Louis' eyes.

Emotions.

Pure and flawless, it seems that she really just regards her as a senior, which is also what Qiu Zhang is curious about.

Lewis slapped the book on the table, his eyes extremely serious.

"I know what you are thinking. Professor Dumbledore gave me this task. I was also surprised. But since it was his decision, it has its own reasons. If you are not convinced, feel free to question me. If one of you

If your potion skills are higher than mine, then I will voluntarily give up my position."

A 12- or 13-year-old kid was on stage lecturing a group of 14- or 15-year-old teenagers. The scene was particularly funny.

No one spoke, but it didn't mean that Louis had suppressed the group. On the contrary, it made them more emboldened, and some even raised their feet on the back of the chair in front of them.

"What you mean by this is that your potion skills are higher than ours, Professor Wiggins?"

The person who spoke was a fourth-year Slytherin student, Mike Will, who looked like a cynical second-generation ancestor. A typical young master from a pure-blood family.

He bit out the last few words very hard, as if he was mocking them, causing several Slytherin students in the back row to cover their mouths and snicker.

"What do you think, Mike Will?" Louis tilted his head and smiled, then waved his little hand, and three bottles of liquid appeared out of thin air.

"I don't need you to be able to mix these three bottles of magic potion. As long as you recognize one of them, I will consider you to have passed."

The students below stared with big eyes. These three bottles of potions looked extremely familiar. He seemed to have talked about them in Snape's class. However, due to their protective nature, even the students in Slytherin House did not listen carefully to his lectures.

Knowledge points.

On the other hand, Qiu Zhang in the front row raised her hand calmly. Louis looked around and was about to let her answer when McIver suddenly said loudly:

"I'm afraid you didn't randomly adjust this to scare us."

Idiot! Qiu Zhang looked at the pushy Slytherin student and couldn't help but shook his head. Then he stood up from his position in full view of everyone.

"I think the first bottle is a sobriety agent, which is specially used to treat unconscious wizards. The second bottle is a demulcent agent, which is mostly used as a buffering ingredient for making high-level potions. As for the third bottle..."

She looked at the pink foamy potion and frowned, as if she felt a familiar aura.

"Love potion, love potion!" the girls next to Qiu Zhang rushed to say. As soon as she finished speaking, she found that the eyes of the whole class were focused on her, and she immediately sat down with embarrassment and blushed.

"That's right, the third bottle is a love potion. This is already part of the S exam. I don't think you need to know about it for the time being. I just want you to know how poor your knowledge reserve is."

"Twenty points to Ravenclaw because they answered questions in class. As for Slytherin, fifty points are deducted because of your ignorance and conflict in class. I really don't know how Professor Snape taught you before?

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"Why, what qualifications do you have!"

"Why?" Lewis smiled, "I solved the secret room incident last year, and I helped Professor Lupine develop the magic wolf potion."

"That's just your luck, and who knows if your potion is useful or not." McWill still didn't believe it.

"Oh, really?" Louis said calmly, "Then let's have a test, classmate McWill."