Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

"Professor, I think you have given too much homework this time."

Hermione raised her head and said solemnly.

Sherlock raised his head in surprise, and he even wondered if he had heard it wrong.

"You say I have too much homework?"

Hermione nodded and said seriously.

"Yeah professor, a foot of parchment, I don't think there's a way we can do it over the holidays."

Sherlock frowned, he didn't expect Hermione to come to the office, and this was what he was going to tell him.

He has been a professor at Hogwarts for almost a semester, and he has a good idea of ​​what the other professors' arrangements are.

In normal times, a one-foot-long paper is indeed a lot.

As long as the professors of five courses assign such homework, the students will have no spare time at all, and they should spend the whole day on their homework.

But Hogwarts will start a Christmas break next to the summer break.

A foot of homework is nothing compared to this vacation.

What's more, one foot sounds like a lot, but there is no hard and fast rule as to whether the words written on the parchment are large or small. As long as it is not excessive, even Sherlock usually turns a blind eye.

But now, the most intelligent and diligent student in the entire second grade came to him and said that he had too much homework and couldn't finish it during the holidays?

Sherlock keenly sensed the problem.

At this stall, something happened to Hermione, who belongs to the protagonist team, and there is a high possibility that it has something to do with what is happening at Hogwarts recently.

He stared into Hermione's eyes and said lightly.

"I don't think there's a lot of Miss Granger in a foot-long homework. If other students come to me, I might think it's an excuse for their own laziness, but you must be something else. So you can Tell me, why do you feel like you can't do this holiday homework?"

Hermione did not avoid Sherlock's eyes, and even deliberately looked at him, her eyes revealing subtle expectations, which were very cleverly concealed.

"Professor, you mean, if you think there are no other surprises, I can definitely finish this vacation homework and turn it over to you?"

Her voice was weak, as if there was some difficulty, and she was considering whether to tell Sherlock.

Hearing her talk like this, Sherlock felt that he had guessed right. Hermione obviously had something hidden that he didn't want to reveal. No matter what it was, he thought he had to ask it clearly.

"Of course, I'm sure you'll finish your vacation homework and put it in my hands if..."

Unexpectedly, Hermione interrupted him before he could finish speaking.

"Thank you so much for your trust, Professor Forrest. I also think I can finish my summer homework and put it in your hands now!"

Hermione's tone revealed excitement, as if she had heard what she wanted to hear, and the purpose of this trip was achieved.

But Sherlock was stunned.

Isn't that right?

Why did you suddenly change your mind again?

Shouldn't there be something to hide, you said it under my constant questioning, and then I found out that this happened to be related to the recent attacks at Hogwarts, such a plot?

Hermione's unruly playing cards made Sherlock stunned.

But Hermione's test didn't stop, she said quickly.

"Professor, wait a second, I'll finish the homework right now, and I'll give it to you!"

Before Sherlock could answer, she quickly ran out of the office. In the empty classroom next to her, she took two unfinished lines of homework from Harry.

Complete it as quickly as possible.

Then he ran back to Sherlock's office with his homework and handed the completed homework into his hands.

The whole process did not even take more than three minutes.

It wasn't until this time that Sherlock came back to his senses.

He looked at the holiday homework Hermione respectfully handed to him, and inexplicably raised the absurd feeling that she was stuck with a game bug.

What the hell is this doing?

A prank from Hermione?

"Professor, can you see how well I've completed this assignment?" Hermione said looking at Sherlock expectantly.

Sherlock took a close look at the holiday homework that Hermione had handed over to him in advance.

The handwriting is neat, and the letters are written in extremely small, densely packed pieces of parchment. This is obviously not the result of trying to deal with things casually.

After a cursory glance at the content, Boggart's habits, characteristics, targeting methods, and detection methods are all written in detail, which is obviously really attentive.

So what is she plotting?

Sherlock looked at the homework in his hand, and then at Hermione, who was looking forward to it, puzzled.

"Professor, is my homework considered qualified?" Hermione asked quietly, with a hint of impatience in her tone.

Sherlock turned over and over to study the homework that Hermione handed in for a long time, but did not come up with any tricks.

"Well done, Miss Granger, but you finished your homework before you came to me, right? Then why did you say you couldn't do it in the first place?"

Hermione blushed when she heard Sherlock's words, and hurriedly explained.

"Sorry professor, I just wanted to make a joke with you..."

Sherlock looked at her suspiciously.

"just a joke?"

Hermione's face became even hotter.

She felt hypocritical and had taught Harry and Ron that they were going to apologize to Sherlock, only to lie to him herself within two days.

But her intuition told her that it would be better not to say anything about the test for the time being.

"Yes professor, just a joke, I know I was wrong."

Sherlock did not continue to doubt the authenticity of Hermione's words. He felt that there was only one reason for Hermione to do such a thing today.

They all learned badly from Harry and Ron's two boys!

"Some jokes shouldn't be made, Miss Granger." Sherlock said solemnly, "Although your homework was done well ahead of time, I'm going to deduct 3 points from Gryffindor because of your behavior today. I hope you can take it as a warning."

Hermione's face was ashamed.

"I know the professor, and I won't make such a mistake again in the future."

Seeing her taking the initiative to admit her mistake, Sherlock didn't continue to pursue her problem. He focused his attention on editing the title again, and waved his hand.

"Go back, don't relax your requirements even if you are on vacation, and I wish you a happy Christmas holiday."

As soon as his words fell, Hermione was stunned on the spot, and her face instantly turned from red to white.

Everything was so sudden, she stood there blankly, her eyes became empty, and the whole world seemed to have turned gray.

Only in his ears, the blessing that Sherlock just said was still echoing.

"Have a nice Christmas holiday to you."

"...Have a nice Christmas break."

"...Have a nice Christmas break."

"...Have a nice holiday."

"……live happily."

"……joy."

"……quick."

"..."