Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor
Chapter 137 That werewolf is me
Two days later, Sherlock, who felt his mood had returned to normal, finally returned to class.
As soon as he arrived in the classroom, before he could speak, a group of sixth grade students complained.
"He forced us to be like werewolves! Professor."
Sherlock knocked on his forehead.
"Didn't you tell him that I have told you everything I can about werewolves?"
"We asked the professor, but he insisted and said that you don't understand werewolves at all. He will tell us how to identify werewolves and kill them!"
"He still doesn't let us answer questions. Even if he asks a question, he doesn't let us answer it. He has to take the trouble to tell us the knowledge that we have memorized over and over again!"
"We told him that this class is a practical class, and we have basically learned the theoretical stuff, but Professor Snape just doesn't listen!"
"He also gave us two volumes of parchment papers on werewolves! We have to do test papers during our usual time, so we don't have time to write this!"
In the past two days, in all the Defense Against the Dark Arts classes taught by Snape, the students were basically made to complain.
He completely ignored the normal teaching progress. Even in the first grade class, he insisted on explaining how to kill werewolves to the children who had just learned the levitation spell.
If there weren't any weirdness here, Sherlock could have taken his own head off and used it as the Golden Snitch.
Combined with his weird energy when he and Lupine went to Snape to help teach them, he must be trying to imply something by taking these Defense Against the Dark Arts lessons.
But Sherlock still had to clean up the mess he had made. If he had known this, it would be better to let the students study by themselves from the beginning, so that they could still use one class time to write the test papers.
He shook his head and said.
"Okay, originally I wanted to teach you about the summer exam papers in this class. Looking at it this way, it's better to make up for the practical lessons that you didn't complete in the last class."
There was a burst of cheers in the classroom, but there were still students who hadn't forgotten.
"Two rolls of parchment for the werewolf homework, Professor, two rolls of parchment for the werewolf homework..."
Sherlock waved his hand and led them to the practical classroom.
"You don't have to do the homework that Snape has given you. I'll tell him."
The students' cheers couldn't help but get even louder.
The practical classes of the sixth grade are not as fast as those of the seventh grade. Sherlock's most important thing in this class is to teach them the application of some spells, rather than one-on-one duels.
For example, the advanced usage of universal curse removal, the advanced usage of Iron Armor Curse, etc.
On the same day that Sherlock returned to class, Harry also came out of the school hospital.
Madam Pomfrey forced him to lie in the ward for so many days, but in fact, after he woke up on the first day, nothing happened to his body.
But what made Harry sad was that when he fell, his broomstick was blown by the wind and hit the Whomping Willow, and was torn to pieces by the violent tree.
This hurt him more than losing a Quidditch match.
The Nimbus 2000 was not only a broomstick that had accompanied him for three school years, it was also a gift given to him by Professor McGonagall after he joined the Gryffindor Quidditch team.
Back in class, this time Professor Lupine was finally back. This was the only thing that could make Harry feel a little better.
In this class, Lupine also canceled the homework assigned to them by Snape, and continued their previous teaching progress, talking about the dark magical creatures living in the water-Xinkopunk.
After Snape left, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class was very comfortable for all the students in the castle, and his good intentions seemed to be in vain.
Except for Sherlock, no other student doubted why he insisted on teaching werewolf knowledge in class.
After the Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson ended, Lupine left Harry alone and cared about his Quidditch match.
Lupine didn't go to watch that game, so he didn't know what happened until afterwards.
He told Harry about the Dementors' abilities, reassuring him that it was not his problem to be afraid of Dementors, it was just that Harry had experienced more fear than others.
Harry was clearly brooding over the incident, because just before he passed out on the pitch, the sound of his mother's murder by Voldemort appeared in his mind.
"You used a spell on the train to make the Dementor retreat," Harry said suddenly.
"There are certain defenses one can apply," Lupine said, "but there was only one of those guys on the train. The more there are of them, the harder it is to defend against them."
"What kind of defense?" Harry asked immediately, "Can you teach me?"
Lupine looked at him and shook his head and laughed.
"To be honest Harry, I'm not actually an expert in Defense Against the Dark Arts, and I'm not good at dealing with dementors."
"But only if I master the method to deal with them will I no longer be afraid of them!" Harry said firmly.
Lupine looked at him, hesitated for a moment, and then gave him some advice.
"If you really want to learn, I suggest you go to Sherlock. He is the expert in this field. Before I came to Hogwarts to teach, I also read the book he wrote about dark magical creatures. Books, his knowledge of dementors is top-notch in the entire magical world."
Harry was stunned.
"Professor Forrester?"
"Yes, Sherlock. He is indeed talented. He is at the forefront of the wizarding world in the study of Defense Against the Dark Arts. And I have something to do before Christmas. Being sick is not the right time."
It's not that Harry doesn't want to study with Sherlock, because of the experience of traveling together during the summer vacation, it can be said that the teacher Harry is closest to in the castle is Sherlock.
But it was because of his close relationship with Harry that he knew better that if there was nothing too important, generally don't lean towards him all the time, otherwise you would always encounter some bad "blessings" in inexplicable places.
But this time Harry really wanted to learn the magic that could deal with Dementors. After hearing Lupin's recommendation, Harry finally decided to follow his advice and find Sherlock.
When Harry came to the office, Sherlock was grading fifth grade homework.
He heard Harry's request and looked up at him in confusion.
"How did you know you wanted to learn from me?"
"Professor Lupine told me. He said you were an expert in Defense Against the Dark Arts. I asked him to teach me before, but he said he was not good at dealing with dementors, and he had other things to be busy with."
Sherlock didn't pay attention to the previous compliments. Instead, he noticed Harry's last sentence.
"Lupine said he had other things?" he asked, touching his chin.
Harry didn't know why Sherlock asked this, he nodded honestly.
"Yes, Professor Lupin said he fell ill at the wrong time."
Sherlock thought for a moment, then stared at Harry and asked.
"Is he pale and looks weak?"
Harry followed his words and recalled the way he saw Lupine.
"Professor, he seems to be very weak and his face has always been pale."
Sherlock muttered to himself.
"It looks very similar, but it can't be true..."
"What is it?" Harry asked confused.
"Nothing." Sherlock changed the topic, "Since you want to learn it, I won't refuse. However, the Patronus Charm is not a simple defensive spell. It is difficult to learn. You must be prepared to study for a long time. ”
Harry's gaze was firm.
"I'm not a halfway professor."
"Then follow me and learn hard. From today on, come to my office every Saturday and weekend night. I will teach you how to use this spell alone."
Sherlock and Harry made an appointment, sat in the office and thought for a long time, and finally decided that instead of thinking about it here, it was better to go and ask directly.
As lunch time approached, Sherlock left the office and found Lupine, who looked significantly less energetic than before.
"Would you like to go to the auditorium to have something to eat together?" Sherlock asked, leaning against the doorframe.
Lupine smiled and refused.
"You'd better go on your own, I haven't finished some things yet."
"Actually, I have something I just want to ask you."
Lupine was startled when he heard Sherlock's words, and then he seemed to know something. The smile on his face turned slightly bitter, and he sighed and stood up from the chair.
"Okay, let's talk while we eat."
They walked to the auditorium. Neither of them spoke on the way. There were not many people in the auditorium. It wasn't the real meal time yet. It would take half an hour before there would be more students.
There was no one at the professor's table on the high platform.
Not all professors were accustomed to coming to the Great Hall for lunch; more often than not, they had house elves deliver lunch to their offices.
Sherlock and Lupine sat together, with no one around them.
"Snape taught a lot about werewolves when he was a substitute teacher. The students complained, saying that he seemed to have a werewolf as his enemy. "
While Sherlock was talking, Lupine was calmly drinking pumpkin porridge.
"You told me before that you did something sorry for Snape, so are you his enemy?"
The scene suddenly became quiet. After a long time, Lu Ping, who was holding pumpkin porridge, spoke softly.
"I didn't expect you to ask so directly."
Sherlock shrugged.
"I actually don't like roundabout conversations. Generally, if I have any questions, I will ask them directly if I feel it is appropriate. If it is not appropriate, I will wait until the right time to ask."
"Indeed, since there are some doubts, it is the best way to ask directly." Lu Ping took a deep breath and nodded.
"Snape's hint was correct. There is indeed a werewolf in Hogwarts now, and that person is me."
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