Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

After entering fifth grade, Harry's study life became extremely busy.

At the end of this semester, they will officially take the first exam as students, and it is also the most important exam - the Ordinary Wizarding Level Examination.

The results of this exam will greatly affect their future employment, especially students who want to work in the Ministry of Magic.

However, after the busy study, the Quidditch House Cup, which was suspended for the entire academic year last semester, was also reconvened.

Before Christmas, the first game Gryffindor faced was against Ravenclaw.

As an extremely good seeker, Harry would certainly not be afraid of any other college team, but in fact, from the bottom of his heart, he was very unwilling to compete with Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff teams.

Because Ravenclaw's Seeker is Autumn Chang, and Hufflepuff's Seeker is Cedric.

Quite coincidentally, they are a couple.

It just so happens that Harry actually has a secret crush on Cho Chang.

So whether it was when Cedric was playing against Cho Chang and Cedric was cheering for his girlfriend in the audience, or when Cedric was playing against Cedric and Cho Chang was cheering for her boyfriend below, Harry was in Quidditch. The game was filled with frustration.

Even if they could win against Hufflepuff, Harry would have the feeling of defeat that he had won the game but lost his life.

Ron, who had just become the goalkeeper of the Gryffindor team this year, certainly did not share Harry's sentiments.

After winning the match with Ravenclaw, he excitedly put his arm around Harry's shoulders. Hermione was also followed by them, and the three of them walked to the lounge together.

"Have you seen the few balls I successfully blocked? Harry! To be honest, my hands were shaking with excitement when I came on the court today. Fortunately, I didn't make any fools of myself like I did in the previous training."

Harry's mind was now occupied with the image of Cedric wiping the sweat from Cho Chang's forehead with a handkerchief after the game, while whispering comfort. Regarding Ron's excitement, he just muffled his voice. said.

"Sorry, I've been concentrating on finding the Snitch."

"Of course, without you, even if we catch the snitch, we can't win this game. But, be happy, man, we won today. If uninformed people see you like this, they will probably think that we are The one who lost the game.”

Ron patted Harry's shoulder and comforted him.

This semester has been a blessing in disguise for Ron. Not only did he become the fifth-year prefect of Gryffindor, he also successfully joined the Quidditch team as goalkeeper. Today was another good start.

This made him feel like he was favored by God.

Compared to Ron's carelessness, Hermione was much more sensitive. She could easily see what was causing Harry's bad mood. She had already vaguely seen the problem during the Triwizard Tournament last semester. .

By this semester, Harry's various performances had further confirmed her suspicions.

However, Hermione had never experienced such things as feelings, and she didn't know how to comfort her, so she simply changed the subject.

"Why have you been going to Professor Forrester's office every once in a while since term started, Harry?"

Hermione's words did attract Harry's attention. Sherlock didn't ask him to hide the matter of learning Occlumency, he spoke.

"Professor Forrester taught me a magic called Occlumency in private. Once I learn it, I can protect my brain and prevent other magic from invading my thinking."

Ron looked confused: "Are you at risk of being read mind? Why do you need to learn this?"

Hermione couldn't help but glared at him: "There are many people who want Professor Forrester to teach them, but they haven't been able to learn yet. Harry can have such an opportunity to learn from the professor. If other people knew about it, they would be willing to switch with Harry." Woolen cloth."

Of course Harry himself knew that with Sherlock's current fame and influence, as long as he had the idea of ​​opening after-school small classes, it is estimated that 90% of the students in the entire castle would sign up.

"It is to prevent me from continuing to have dreams related to Voldemort. According to the professor, as long as I learn this, I will never have such dreams again."

Hearing that name from Harry's mouth, Ron shuddered subconsciously.

"Don't, don't mention that name."

"Sorry, I just said it casually and forgot."

Just as they walked into the foyer of the castle while chatting and stepped onto the stairs, a hurried figure passed by them.

Harry was stunned for a moment and stopped in his tracks. Only then did Ron and Hermione notice his strange behavior. They turned to look at him and asked doubtfully.

"What's wrong?"

Harry did not answer them immediately, but looked at the figure who passed them and walked down the stairs towards the entrance hall with a thoughtful look on his face.

"That seemed to be...Malfoy just now?"

After his words, Ron and Hermione reacted.

They all saw that person, but they didn't notice Malfoy's face. The key was that that person was quite different from Malfoy's usual behavior.

Normally, even if Malfoy was not accompanied by his two followers, Goyle and Crabbe, when they saw Harry, they would arrogantly come up with some ugly words and be extremely sarcastic.

Especially since he became the prefect of Slytherin this year, but Harry, who he had always regarded as his nemesis, did not. Instead, Ron, whom he regarded as Harry's subordinate, got on top of Harry.

But just now, he just walked over as if he didn't see them at all. This behavior was not like Malfoy.

Hermione also said strangely.

"Didn't he see us?"

Ron shrugged.

"Isn't this better? Maybe he knows that the mysterious man no longer has the same invincible prestige in the magical world as before, and he also knows that Harry and Professor Forrester have a good relationship, so he feels scared and dare not provoke us anymore. ”

Harry thought something was a little strange.

He noticed that when Malfoy walked over, his expression was a little panicked and pale, which was completely different from his usual arrogant look.

But it was just that something was wrong with his expression. Other than that, Harry couldn't say anything else.

"Come on, Harry, George and Fred are preparing for a celebration party in the lounge. If we are late, they will eat up all the good things."

Ron urged, and Harry didn't think about it any further. He retracted his thoughts and the three of them returned to the Gryffindor lounge together.

The day before Christmas, it snowed heavily.

Gu Jing

The situation in the wizarding world is still chaotic, and the front page of the Daily Prophet is about the battle between Aurors and Death Eaters almost every day.

Judging from the information in the newspaper, except for the day when a large number of Death Eaters escaped from Azkaban, Voldemort led them to victory in the battle with the Aurors, the situation thereafter was always dominated by the Aurors. .

It's just that the Death Eaters basically didn't have any serious head-on conflicts with Aurors.

They just frequently attacked those Muggle wizards and withdrew before the Aurors arrived. There was no direct confrontation and basically no loss of people.

Although the external strife has had some impact on Hogwarts, overall, the campus this semester is much calmer than in previous years.

As Christmas approaches, the castle, which used to become deserted as students go home as the holidays approach, is much busier than usual this year.

Because compared to the chaos outside, leaving the children in Hogwarts, with Dumbledore and Sherlock watching over them, is undoubtedly safer here.

Therefore, except for Slytherin House, nearly two-thirds of the students in the other three houses signed the consent form to stay in school under the instructions of their parents.

Harry and the others are no exception.

Originally, they wanted to spend the holidays at No. 12 Grimmauld Place during Christmas, but Mrs. Weasley wrote them a letter and asked them to stay at the school. The reason was that Sherlock was too busy during Christmas. Neither Dumbledore nor Dumbledore will return to the Order of the Phoenix.

Harry's special status makes it safer for him to stay in Hogwarts.

On Christmas Day, it was still snowing, but this still could not resist the enthusiasm of the students.

There are many students skating on the frozen black lake, and the grassland by the lake has become a new battlefield. Even though they have entered seventh grade, George and Fred are still not mature enough to become adults. Under his leadership, a snowball fight between wizards was taking place.

Looking down from the castle, you can see all kinds of snowballs chasing people around under the power of spells, as if there is an automatic tracking system installed inside.

The three of them stayed in the lounge for a long time. After losing miserably to Ron in five games of wizard chess, they finally decided to go out and take a look.

Although a warm fireplace makes people lazy, going out in such weather can make people happy.

"Snape assigned too many homework during the holidays, twice as much as Professor Forrester. He didn't even want us to have a good holiday in peace." Even after leaving the lounge, Ron Still complaining about this.

"But although Forrest didn't leave much homework, it was difficult to write. Hermione, how much have you finished?"

"Don't ask me! I won't copy it for you again. Professor Forrest already warned me last time, saying that the homeworks of the three of us have too many similarities!" Hermione said dissatisfied.

Harry did not join their discussion. He was secretly praying that he would not run into Cho Chang and Cedric today.

He didn't want to be shown off again in such a festival. He hadn't eaten the Christmas dinner yet, but he had eaten his fill of dog food first.

And just when they had just descended to the third floor, Hermione glanced down the corridor inadvertently and suddenly saw a person.

She grabbed both Harry and Ron's sleeves.

"What?" Ron thought Hermione wanted to lecture him about copying homework, but Hermione just raised her head in the direction where they were looking.

Harry and Ron looked towards where she indicated, and found a familiar figure standing in the corridor, facing an office, as if hesitating about something.

Then he seemed to have made up his mind, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, then opened the door and walked in within a few seconds.

Harry and the three of them withdrew their gazes and looked at each other solemnly.

"I remember, that should be Professor Forrester's office?" Hermione looked at Harry. Among them, he was the most familiar with Sherlock's office because he was learning Occlumency.

Harry nodded: "Yes, that location is Professor Forrester's office."

Ron looked puzzled: "Why is he looking for Professor Forrest?"

"I have never seen him looking for a professor before. This is the first time. Besides, it is still at this period."

Hermione, who was the first to notice the problem, hesitated.

"Maybe we are overthinking it. Maybe he just has some questions about Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Harry and Ron said in unison.

"impossible."

"Do you think if Ron and I had a question in Potions class we would go to Snape and ask the question?"

"This is different. Professor Forrester has never made things difficult for him like Snape has made things difficult for you!"

Ron shrugged.

"Maybe, but I don't think it makes any difference, especially for a guy like him."

While they were arguing, Sherlock, who was sorting out the magic books on his bookshelf in the office, looked at the students who knocked on the door in surprise.

"Malfoy? What do you want from me?"

Draco looked obviously nervous and seemed to be trying to stay calm. His eyes met Sherlock's, and then he quickly turned away and spoke hesitantly.

"Professor, can I ask you something about something I didn't understand in class?"

Sherlock put the books in his hands back on the bookshelf. Looking at the Slytherin student who had grown from a boy to a teenager, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

"Is it about the Iron Armor Curse?"

Hearing Sherlock's voice, which showed no resistance or disgust, Malfoy seemed to have relaxed a little at this time.

"Yes, Professor, there is something I don't understand about the assignment you assigned during the holiday."

To be honest, Sherlock had never had any prejudice against Slytherin students.

It is wrong to summarize a group based on the performance of some people, no matter what.

Especially he is still a teacher. As a teacher, when imparting knowledge, he should teach without distinction and should not add special labels as a distinction. Even though he knew very well that in the current situation, Draco came to him for advice. , most likely there is something else hidden.

Sherlock returned to the chair and at the same time caused a chair to fall behind Draco.

"Sit down first and tell me what you don't understand."