Hiding in Hogwarts as a professor

By the time Tver came out of the principal’s office, it was completely dark and torches had already been lit in the corridor.

However, compared to before, because the part of analyzing Muggles was reduced, the time for their discussion this time was much shorter.

Otherwise, Tver would not have met Harry, Ron, and Neville.

“Hahaha, boy Potter, I haven’t seen you wandering around the castle at night for a long time. Why, where are you planning to go on an adventure tonight?”

Peeves took the chalk that he didn’t know where it came from, and smashed it at Harry and the three of them, causing them to run away with their heads in their hands.

Ron suddenly puffed up his chest and faced Peeves directly, so powerfully that he even frightened him.

“Peeves, don’t think that no one can stop you now that Bloody Balor is no longer in the castle!”

Harry held his Firebolt and looked at Ron with some confusion.

“Who is there?” Peeves blinked his big eyes blankly.

“Professors!” Ron raised his little head, “Believe it or not, I’m going to find Professor Welfare right now!”

Peeves immediately grinned, leaving a burst of cheerful laughter in the air.

“Haha, the professors have been busy lately, and Professor Welfare has been missing all day!”

Neville also quickly tugged on Ron’s robe.

“The professor has been really busy recently. He hasn’t taught me any lessons since Christmas.”

“You heard it, the idiot Longbottom knows this. It seems that the Weasley boy’s brain is not as good as his!”

Peeves played with the chalk proudly.

Since last year without the restraint of Bloody Barro, it has lived a good life of doing whatever it wants in the castle.

It’s just that recently, because of the precautions against Sirius Black, the professors have been doing more night patrols, which has made it a little more restrained.

But tonight, the professors finally relaxed a bit and allowed it to find a good opportunity to play pranks!

It was just running around in the castle, and it scared away several couples, and even a fat mouse!

Now the mouse is gone, but there are three students in front of me!

It gripped the chalk again.

I didn’t hit their heads just now, this time I must–

“I just heard my name. Is there something wrong?” Tver came out of the corner.

“Professor!”*3

Harry and the others screamed in surprise.

“Ahem, it turns out it’s our handsome welfare professor. He’s still wandering around the castle so late. Has he been pestered by the cute little witch?”

Peeves was a little reserved, but the lawlessness he had experienced during this period had long since made him emboldened.

“Professor Connotation, Peeves, this is not good.” Tver looked at it with a smile.

“I’m just making a reasonable guess, right?” Peeves somersaulted in the air, winking mischievously.

“Then can I conduct a reasonable experiment on you?” Tver raised his right hand.

Even though he didn’t have a wand in his hand, Peeves’ expression changed with fright.

“I’m not–”

“Funny!”

With a “bang”, a cloud of black mist exploded from Peeves’ body, and soon the black mist disappeared into the air.

It also revealed its figure in front of everyone.

“puff–”

“a ha ha ha!”

“Pfft.”

The three Harrys suddenly burst into loud laughter.

Because at this time, Peeves was wearing a set of thick red and green floral clothes. If the Chinese were here, they would definitely recognize the name of this suit – Northeastern cotton-padded jacket!

Tver is very satisfied with the current effect of his magic.

Although there are many principles used in funny spells, it is not something that ordinary wizards can easily do.

But it also proved that he was starting to embark on the path of creating magic.

I just don’t know if I can use this magic to cause damage now?

For example, as Bosted said, conjuring a knife in a person’s heart…

But at this time, Peeves was so ashamed that he had no shame in staying here anymore. He quickly grabbed his clothes and fled from here.

“That’s so cool, Professor!” Ron approached Tver with excitement on his face.

“This is the funny spell that George and the others talked about, right? We have also practiced this spell, so can we cast it on others like you?”

Harry and Neville looked at the professor with equal admiration.

“Obviously not. You can usually practice on a dummy like George, but the principles are very complicated and are not something you can do now.”

He was in a good mood, and Tver patted Neville’s little head comfortingly.

Speaking of which, among the three of them, Neville is the only one with a round head and a round head, so he is the best to touch!

Looking at the three people who were suddenly disappointed, Tver had no choice but to change the subject: “Then what are you doing here? I remember it will be curfew time in a while.

Bar? ”

“Uh… I lost the note with the password on it.” Neville scratched his head in embarrassment.

Tver looked at him helplessly.

Neville’s talent problem has been solved by him, but his memory is too damaged and he will still suffer from forgetfulness.

Under his own care, he could remember some key things very clearly, but some tedious and less urgent things left Neville a little confused.

“What about you two?” Twil turned his attention to Harry and the broomstick in his hand.

“Is this the Firebolt? You finally got it?”

He knew that Harry had been bothering Professor McGonagall recently, trying to get the broom back as soon as possible.

Even after Twil and Lupine inspected it carefully, she still insisted on letting Professor Flitwick check the white magic on it.

This is not unreasonable. After all, Tver is better at black magic. In some extremely partial white magic research, he cannot compare with those veteran professors.

Harry raised the broom excitedly, not knowing that Turville and the others had dismantled it into pieces.

“Yes, I can start training on it starting tomorrow!”

“Next time we compete, we will definitely win!”

But something suddenly occurred to him, and his mood suddenly dropped.

“Um, professor, can you teach me the Patronus Charm?”

Tver frowned.

Wasn’t it Lupine who was teaching him this magic?

“I won’t waste too much of your time, as long as you can give me some guidance, even if it means locking me up with the Dementors!” Harry seemed to have misunderstood Tver’s idea and explained quickly.

“I think you have also realized that Professor Luping’s teaching ability is no worse than mine. Why do you have to ask me to come?” Tver asked curiously.

“The main thing is that both idiots George and Fred can learn it. I think you are better.” Ron flattered him a little.

But Harry showed a hint of worry.

“Mainly, Professor Lupine… is not in good health.”

Turville gave Harry a strange look, looking down at the floor.

He was the one practicing magic, not Lupine. What did it matter whether he was in good health or not?

What’s more, Lupine’s health is much better now than before, how could he still be unable to teach the little Patronus Charm?

“No matter what, Lupine is a very competent professor.”

——”It would be better if you don’t send us test papers.” Ron muttered softly.

“So, it’s not that I don’t want to teach you, it’s just that Professor Lupine is more suitable for you.”

Seeing that the professor had said so, Harry nodded silently.

Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Ron quickly stood up to say hello to Tver and took his friend back to the lounge.

For the first time, Tver felt that he couldn’t understand the protagonist.

And what happened this year seems to be different from the plot in his memory. It seems that he needs to take good care of his good students…