Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

Draco really just came to him for advice on Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Even Harry and the others could tell that something was wrong with such a move, let alone Sherlock.

As Harry and Ron said, with the current situation, the teacher-student relationship between Draco and Sherlock, although not as bad as that between Snape and them, is not far behind.

The only difference is that for Harry and others, it was Snape who took the initiative to make things difficult, while for Sherlock, it was Draco's own problem.

Now that he came here specifically to ask Sherlock questions that he didn't understand in class, it was actually as strange as Snape taking the initiative to care about how Harry was doing with his homework and asking if he needed his help.

However, Sherlock did not make things difficult for him, but patiently explained to Draco until all his doubts were resolved.

Draco was a little nervous and anxious at first, but after realizing that Sherlock didn't seem to be sarcastic or making things difficult for him, he focused on the subject.

Putting aside his character and tutoring, in terms of magic learning, Draco was actually better than Harry and Ron, but only slightly inferior to Hermione.

Part of this is naturally due to the magical education given to him by the Malfoy family since childhood, and part is due to Draco himself never relaxing.

He was always provoking Harry at Hogwarts, making fun of Ron, and insulting Hermione, but he never relaxed in his studies.

It wasn't until almost noon that Sherlock explained all the problems to him.

"If you still don't understand anything in the future, you can come to me at any time."

When he said this, Sherlock's words suddenly stopped and he stared into Draco's eyes, which made Draco, who was already a little guilty, subconsciously avoid his eyes.

"However, Malfoy, or if you don't mind, I can just call you Draco. I can fulfill my obligation as a teacher to teach you, so are you willing to also take on the responsibility of a student and help you sometimes?" How can I do a little favor?"

Draco's eyes evaded.

"Wha, what are you busy with?"

Sherlock had already withdrew his gaze at this time, and he said while sorting the information on his desk.

"Don't worry, I'm not trying to make things difficult for you. It's really just a small favor, but not now. If you don't want to do it then, I won't force it."

Draco eventually left Sherlock's office.

Regarding this student's sudden change of character, Sherlock just thought for a moment, then shook his head and walked out of his office.

Christmas is very lively this year.

Before the dinner started, more than half of the students were seated on the long tables of the four houses in the auditorium. Only the long table of Slytherin seemed a little empty, with only a few students sitting on it.

The teachers' seats on the high platform were as full as ever. Few of the professors at Hogwarts were married or married, and almost all of them were single, regardless of gender, so they spent Christmas every year in school.

The Christmas dinner doesn't have as many rules as the back-to-school dinner. The ghosts have just finished their Christmas show, the students are noisy, and there's laughter everywhere.

As the principal, the greatest advantage of Dumbledore is that he never talks so much on such a happy festival. He smiled and told everyone a few funny jokes before announcing the start of the banquet.

A feast far more sumptuous than any usual banquet appeared on every long table,

The already hungry students raised their knives and forks and began to fill their empty stomachs after playing all day.

Harry was very satisfied with the roasted elbow that appeared in front of him. While he was dividing the crispy and tender elbow skin, he happily chatted with Ron and Hermione about the training arrangements for the Quidditch team next semester after Christmas.

However, when his eyes inadvertently glanced at the long Hufflepuff table and saw the intimate figures of Cedric and Cho Chang, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

He did not show this loss. After all, Harry was not a very sentimental person. Although Qiu Zhang was his first crush, this kind of feeling that had not even begun, after knowing that it would not be possible, he I also let go of a lot.

Even Ron, who was closest to him, didn't notice anything wrong. Only Hermione, who was attentive and thoughtful, noticed something.

This is enough to show how well Harry hides himself.

Harry was frustrated in love. On the professor's seat on the high platform, Sherlock was helping Silk cut up the steak.

"The frying was a bit too old, and the sauce was a bit salty. Of course it tasted okay, but it was far different from the rice noodles."

Sherlock put the steak cut into small pieces on Hilke's plate, and Hilke just blinked and looked at him quietly.

"Shall I go to the kitchen to cook for you tomorrow?"

"How can I let you cook alone? It's a holiday and I have nothing to do. Let's go with you and help you."

"No, you already have a hard time in class."

"What's so hard about this? Besides, don't you also have to teach students? It doesn't make sense that you have to take care of me, even though you are indeed one year older than me."

"Then let's go to the kitchen together tomorrow." The corners of Hilke's mouth raised, she smiled happily, and her eyebrows and eyes seemed to be smiling.

Sherlock also smiled happily.

Ever since he thought it over in front of Eddie's grave that night, he had become very proactive. There was no reason why it had always been Silk's emotional contribution before, and he just wanted to wait and reap the rewards.

They were all happy, but Snape, who was sitting next to Sherlock, was not happy at all.

"Cough cough cough..."

He coughed twice, attracting Sherlock's attention, and then stared at him with that contemptuous and unkind look.

"If you have a cold, stay away from me and stop coughing on me."

Seeing Sherlock's attitude of not being afraid of boiling water, Snape's face turned even darker.

But he couldn't say anything to the two people who were exuding the sour smell of love, and he himself was not a good person.

"Draco came to see you today?"ъ

Snape got down to business in a low voice.

When Sherlock heard what he said, he narrowed his eyes and forked a grilled sausage for himself.

"He came to me this morning to ask some questions about Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"No matter how stupid you are, you should be able to tell that something is wrong, right?"

"If you know anything, just tell me. What's going on with Voldemort?"

Snape took a deep breath and lowered his voice so that only the two of them could hear.

"In the early days, he left Lucius alone for a conversation. I don't know the content, but not long after that conversation, Draco's mother Narcissa found me. She asked me to take more care of her at school. son."

"She didn't tell you specifically what to take care of?"

Snape seemed to think Sherlock's question was unnecessary, and he said irritably.

"Of course she didn't tell me this. I think she actually didn't know. She just felt something from Lucius, so she came to me as a precaution."

Sherlock was silent for a few seconds. He slowly cut the sausages on the plate into pieces, and then continued to ask.

"What do you think Draco?"

Snape was a little surprised by Sherlock's question, and he frowned and asked.

"what you up to?"

"I didn't want to do anything. I just wanted to get an evaluation of this student from you. After all, you have been his dean for four years and have taken good care of him. So what do you think of him?"

Snape gently put down the knife and fork in his hand, knowing that Sherlock would definitely not ask such a worthless question.

Snape never lost his temper when it came to business.

"He is very bad." He commented mercilessly about the students he usually paid more attention to. "He inherited this badness from his father. He is aloof and his upbringing is only superficial. It is shown to those whose status is equal to or higher than him." To those who look down upon him, his words are vicious and his behavior is rude.”

"However, his badness is actually only on the surface."

Sherlock tilted his head and looked at Snape.

"How to say?"

"No matter how bad the Malfoys are, the most important thing they value is their family." Snape said coldly, "According to Dumbledore, no matter how bad the people who value family love can be, they will never be that bad. .”

"I don't comment on Lucius, but Draco is indeed like this. He is actually a child who has not been taught well. His parents have instilled the idea that he should be superior to others since he was a child, so he behaves in the same way outside. I heard He said that when he and Potter first met, he wanted to make friends with Harry, but he also insulted Weasley at the same time. In the end, he let him because Potter chose Weasley instead of him. I felt slighted, and I became hostile to Potter from that point on."

"In Slytherin, he has two followers, Goyle and Brak. These two students have nothing to say, but although Draco usually treats them as his younger brothers, in fact, he attaches great importance to the three of them. Friendship between people.”

"Friendship?"

"Yes, friendship. Maybe Goyle and Black have their own ideas. Such ideas are inherited from their fathers, and they are not so naive in their treatment of Draco, but Draco does not regard them only as his subordinates or A follower, but a friend.”

When the word "friend" comes out of Snape's mouth, it always seems a little awkward.

But Sherlock's current focus was certainly not on this, and he continued to ask.

"In other words, Draco is not actually that bad at heart, but just lacks normal education?"

Snape seemed to know what Sherlock was thinking, and he asked coldly.

"You want to help him correct it?"

Sherlock shook his head.

"I can't say correction, but no matter what kind of mission he received from Voldemort, as a student in my class, I still don't want to see a child who can still be saved take a wrong path in the future."

"I don't think you should have such a compassionate heart at a time like this." Snape said, half sarcastically and half warning.

Sherlock looked at him seriously.

“Do you think that as a teacher, teaching students’ character should be done with kindness?”

Snape snorted and remained silent, but Sherlock did not stop talking.

"I have always felt that there is something wrong with your teaching style, Severus. Given our relationship, I can speak frankly about some things. I know that sometimes you behave like that in class just to make others understand. I see that you hate Gryffindor and Harry. Of course, maybe you don’t like Gryffindor as a house. But as a teacher, what you really have to do is to impart magical knowledge to students. Is it that simple?”

Snape's voice was flat.

"if not?"

Sherlock took a deep breath.

"Have you never considered that for an all-boarding school like Hogwarts, their moral and ideological education is the top priority?"

"Of course their parents should give these to them."

"But as you said, what if they have parents like Draco, and everything they teach them is wrong?" Sherlock stared into Snape's eyes, "Let's not talk about others, let's talk about you. When you were in school, didn't you ever think about asking a teacher to help you stop Sirius and James from their behavior and correct their ideas?"

Snape was silent. His hands hidden under the long table were unconsciously clenched into fists, and the joints were slightly white from the exertion of his fingers.

"Expect the teacher? When will the teacher be able to control them!"

"Look, even if you think so yourself, the students today must also think the same as you did back then. I can't go to the teacher when encountering such a thing, it will make me lose face in front of my classmates, and even if I go to the teacher Nor can it solve the final problem.”

"I don't know why no professor at Hogwarts has ever mentioned this matter for so many years. Maybe someone noticed it but didn't say it. The school's teaching of students should be teaching at all times. Adults are more important than education. If you can't even make a person, then no matter how powerful the magic is, no matter how high the talent is, it will only bring disaster to the magic world, just like Voldemort now. Regarding this, I think you should be better than I feel it more deeply, Severus."

Snape stood up from the long table and looked for Shuyuan www.zhaoｓｕｕuan.comｍ. He seemed to want to end the conversation with Sherlock and was preparing to leave the Christmas dinner early.

"I've already reminded you of everything I know. Just pay attention later. As for how I should do things myself, I don't need you to teach me."

After saying that, he quietly left the teacher's table and walked out of the auditorium.

Watching his leaving figure, Sherlock helplessly held up his knife and fork, shrugged, and said to himself.

"It's up to you whether you listen or not. Anyway, you are already an old tsundere." The fastest new update for you is the Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Chapter 398: The Old Tsundere (2-in-1) 4k) free to read.

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