Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

Sherlock had no objections to Dumbledore's decision.

He was indeed somewhat interested in the creature that came from Germany and was causing trouble in the British wizarding world.

After chatting with Dumbledore for a while, Sherlock left the principal's office.

He came to the fifth floor and learned from Dumbledore that Silk, the silent man from the German Ministry of Magic, lived in a lounge here.

Sherlock knocked on the door, but no one responded, but the door suddenly opened a crack.

He hesitated for a moment, then finally opened the door and walked in.

The room was very dark. Although it was cloudy today, it was not dark enough to light a lamp in the room.

It was obvious that the owner of the room had drawn all the curtains to create such a dark atmosphere deliberately.

The only bright place in the whole room was the table in the middle, with a candlestick placed on it. The weak candlelight could only illuminate less than half a meter of nearby space.

The witch named Hilke sat quietly in front of the candlestick, with a light blue teacup placed in front of her.

Sherlock frowned and walked in. Before he could speak, Silk spoke softly.

"Please close the door."

He turned around and closed the door, and the whole room fell into silence and darkness again. Only the candlelight on the wooden table illuminated Hilke's white and smooth chin.

Even in such an environment inside the house, she still put the hood of her robe on her head, with only the lower third of her face exposed.

Sherlock walked to the wooden table and sat down opposite her.

"Why don't you open the curtains."

"When it's dark, you can see clearly."

Sherlock noticed that there was no tea in the cup in front of her, only a layer of fine tea residues covering the bottom.

Tea leaf divination.

One of the most widespread and convenient divination techniques in the wizarding world, it is also a required part of the divination class at Hogwarts.

This woman is obviously a fortune teller, but her speech does not have the sense of a normal fortune teller. Instead, she is straightforward. She can express a sentence in two words and never use three words.

Sherlock stared at the tea residue in her cup for a long time, without any clue.

It's not that he has no knowledge of divination, but he has no talent at all in it. The so-called laws of fate and the trajectory of the world are just messy things in his opinion.

"What are you divining?"

"Its purpose."

Sherlock narrowed his eyes.

"May I know what this is?"

Hilke seemed to raise her head slightly. Sherlock could clearly only see the tip of her straight and white nose, and above that was the darkness under the wide hood, but he inexplicably felt someone's eyes watching him. Own.

"Are you Dumbledore's watcher?"

Her words were so straightforward that Sherlock couldn't help but cough twice.

"Ahem, you misunderstood. I am an escort to help you move around more easily at Hogwarts."

Silke lowered his head again and continued to look at the tea residue at the bottom of the cup. Sherlock also felt the disappearance of that gaze.

"It relies on emotions to accumulate strength." Silk's voice was cold and ethereal.

"I can't spread information about it, but if you are Dumbledore's watcher, you can follow me when I look for it and learn about it yourself."

There was no pretentiousness, she spoke very straightforwardly and made the reasons very clear.

This caught Sherlock off guard and at the same time he couldn't help but relax.

He also doesn't like playing riddles with others. Since the other woman is so direct, he won't continue to hide her.

"Okay, if you have anything to do or find out anything about it, come to the professor's office on the third floor and see me."

Silk nodded slightly.

The brief exchange between the two ended, and Sherlock turned and left the room.

After he left, Hilke still stared at the tea residue at the bottom of the cup silently, motionless, like a sculpture cast in cement in the dark.

...

In the evening, it started to rain heavily.

Various decorations have been arranged in the auditorium, and the professors are basically sitting on the high platform, waiting for the arrival of the students before starting the opening dinner.

Next to Sherlock sat Hagrid. His big face, which was covered by a thick beard, could clearly be seen rosy with excitement and excitement.

This year’s Care of Magical Creatures professor, Professor Sylvanus Kettleburn, has peacefully retired from the school this year.

He is indeed old enough, and his legs and feet are disabled. When Sherlock first entered Hogwarts, he couldn't bear to see such a disabled old man still teaching.

His replacement was none other than Rubeus Hagrid.

But to be honest, Sherlock had reservations about whether he was qualified for this position.

Hagrid is certainly a generous, kind, and enthusiastic person, and he can also be the most loyal of your friends.

In terms of professional knowledge, he also has expert insights and experience in magical animals.

None of this is wrong.

But his understanding of certain magical animals is obviously completely different from others.

Due to his special physique, some highly dangerous magical creatures would appear less dangerous in front of him, which made him subconsciously think that this was the same for everyone.

Just like last semester, he asked Harry and Ron to find Aragog in the Forbidden Forest to learn the truth about the past.

He thought Aragog would treat them the same way he treated Harry now that he knew he was his friend.

But the reality is that if Sherlock hadn't been there, Harry and the others would most likely have died there and become food for spiders.

However, Dumbledore was willing to give him a chance to try, and Sherlock also felt that maybe Hagrid would understand this and change after becoming a professor.

Soon all the students except the first grade came to the auditorium. They arrived a little later than normal, and all of them looked shocked.

As the train approached Hogwarts, a dementor boarded the train to inspect it.

These guys were obviously not very honest during the inspection, and they would inevitably touch the students.

Fortunately, Sherlock's deputy this year, Defense Against the Dark Arts assistant teacher Remus Lupine, was also in the car.

He used the Patronus Charm to drive away the Dementors, preventing the students from suffering much harm.

But when the students arrived at school, Madam Pomfrey, who had received the news, hurried over and brought chocolates to the students who were most seriously affected.

After being affected by a dementor, eating something sweet is the easiest way to relieve the discomfort.

Harry passed out again on the train.

This was the second time he had fainted after seeing these ghosts.

The key point was that this time he was in front of so many students in the carriage, which made him feel extremely humiliated.

Before he even got off the train, Malfoy was already teasing him about it.

So in the school infirmary, he refused Madam Pomfrey's kindness to let him lie here all night, and insisted on going back to the Great Hall for the dinner.

After finally confirming that there was really nothing wrong with him, Professor McGonagall agreed to his request and allowed him to return to the auditorium to eat.

When Harry returned to the auditorium, this year's Sorting Ceremony had ended, and before the banquet began, he announced something.

The first thing is of course that at the beginning of this semester, dementors will guard all the exits of the school to stop students from trying to escape, even if they are wearing invisibility cloaks.

The second thing is to introduce the two new professors.

"Because your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Forrest, will be distracted by other things this year, the school hired a teaching assistant for him to share his teaching pressure. Professor Lupin graciously agreed to assist. Forrest teaches, and starting from this semester, he will teach Defense Against the Dark Arts classes for grades one to four, while Professor Forrest will continue to lead students in grades five to seven to sprint for the next wizard level exam."

Lupine's appearance looked very shabby compared with other well-dressed professors.

When Dumbledore introduced him, there was sparse applause in the auditorium. These were the students he had protected on the train.

Harry and the three of them also applauded, but Harry frowned and said curiously.

"What will happen to Professor Forrest this year? Why does the school need to hire a separate teaching assistant for him?"

Hermione shook her head, looking troubled.

"Professor Forrest actually stopped teaching us this year. His class is the best class I have ever taken. I don't know how good the new Professor Lupin is. I hope we can learn from him. Something real.”

Ron was very confident about this.

"Based on Professor Lupine's behavior on the train, he will definitely not be like first-year Quirrell, a idiot who can only read from textbooks."

While they were chatting, Dumbledore also announced the second new professor, Hagrid.

Harry and the others were happy for Hagrid, because Hagrid had always wanted to be a teacher at Hogwarts.

After the incident in the Chamber of Secrets last semester, his charges were cleared. Now he can use magic openly and become a teacher at Hogwarts.

After Dumbledore's brief introduction, the dinner officially began.

At the teacher's seat on the high platform, Sherlock had contact with Remus Lupine, his assistant teacher this year, for the first time.

"First meeting, hello, Professor Lupin."

Sherlock raised his glass and clinked it with Lupine.

From the appearance, Lu Ping is a down-and-out middle-aged man. His body seems to be in some bad shape, and his face is abnormally pale.

But it can be seen from the smile on his face and his words that he is a gentle-tempered person.

"This is not the first time Sherlock. I should be able to call you that. Although you were very young when we last met and you probably don't remember it, this should be the second time we meet."