Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

Under normal circumstances, wizards who are qualified to become professors at Hogwarts all have high social status.

Although Defense Against the Dark Arts professors have been a scarce resource for decades, and Dumbledore has a headache for new professors every year, he never lowers his requirements—with the exception of Lockhart, those books Dumbledore He has read it, and there are still some real things between the lines, but who would have thought that he is a memory thief?

None of them will be short of money.

Lupine was an exception, capable, but before he met Harry and greeted Sirius back, he had only ability and nothing else. This led him to choose to take the same means of transportation as the students.

"We have to meet the new professor at the beginning of term?" Ron muttered.

"You want to see him that much?" Harry asked.

Ron nodded: "Of course, haven't you heard from Remus, Sirius and Tonks during this time?"

"They praised the new professor too much, especially in the current form, he can teach everyone how to protect themselves."

Harry and Hermione opened their mouths, but hesitated.

"Seems like he's really good at protecting himself?" Hermione said hesitantly, "After all, that year."

"Physically he's good at it." Harry nodded, "and he has to prepare in advance for class."

Hermione's eyes lit up: "That would be perfect, and make up for what he lacks the most."

Ron was confused: "What, what, you also know who the professor is? Remus or Sirius told you?"

He was a little wronged: "I begged many times, but they didn't tell me."

"They didn't tell us either," Harry said.

"We guessed it," Hermione continued.

Ron was shocked: "Can you guess this?"

"There are not many people qualified to be Hogwarts professors." Harry analyzed for him, clearing his mind, "He has a very good relationship with Lupine and Tonks, and there are even fewer people like him. get their compliments"

"Who is it pointing to? It's actually very obvious."

Ron frowned thoughtfully.

"It's Mrs. Vance?" Soon, he spit out a conjecture, this is the lady who accompanied Harry, Sirius and the others back to Potter's old house last time.

What it got was Harry and Hermione shaking their heads.

"That's Mr. Diggle?" He spit out another name, Dedalus Diggle, a member of the Order of the Phoenix, respects Harry very much, is powerful, and can even use advanced magic to summon a large meteor shower—— On the day of Voldemort's death, he did this in Kent. A large meteor shower confused astronomers and failed to observe it; it also surprised the Ministry of Magic, who thought it was the Death Eaters' counterattack.

He and Sirius are very good friends.

Molly has said with emotion more than once that Dedalus and Sirius are almost half-brothers, who are equally young, equally handsome, have excellent magical abilities, and most importantly, also have no brains.

Harry and Hermione overruled again.

Ron was very serious. He sent away Lavender who came to visit, and Ginny and Luna who came to greet each other arm in arm——Molly and Arthur had told Ginny several times that they must become friends with Luna. Good friend, at least no one can bully her anymore.

Any trouble, George and Fred. This was their last year at Hogwarts, and it was time for them to catch up.

The train is gradually arriving.

Ron was startled and took a deep breath: "Could it be my father?"

The salary of the Ministry of Magic is not high, far inferior to that of Hogwarts, not to mention the social status, the small office director is not as tall as the Hogwarts professor, the brothers are now all in terms of income and social status Beyond him, maybe the father has a sense of urgency, and was persuaded by Professor Dumbledore.

As for ability

Mr. Arthur just looks mediocre, and his actual combat experience is a bit poor, but in terms of magic, Scrimgeour may be worse than him. At least his attainments in alchemy can be called a master without any problem.

"No." Harry shook his head.

Ron breathed a sigh of relief: "Really?"

"Not really." Hermione emphasized.

Ron stroked his chest: "That's good, that's great."

It was a strange feeling for a parent to become his own professor, and he felt uncomfortable even just thinking about it.

They changed their robes.

"But if it's not even my father, who else could it be?" Ron snapped his fingers, thinking about the people he had met after the reorganization of the Order of the Phoenix, except for the two older brothers who were still working abroad, almost all of them were reported.

"You'll find out later," Harry replied as he stepped off the train.

Gritting his teeth, Ron has to wait until the start-of-school dinner?

Hagrid greeted the freshmen as usual, even if he became a professor, he still had such a part-time job.

Harry and the others walked along the path to the Thestral carriage.

Luna and Ginny had arrived early, and they said hello on their feet.

"Harry, Hermione, I'm leaving Luna to you." Ginny pushed the girl in her hand forward, "I have too many friends, and the carriage can't fit her."

Luna nodded obediently, without any emotional fluctuations.

She could feel that Ginny didn't have any emotions to hate herself, but just cared about the feelings of her friends.

Of course Harry and the others had no objections, and they got into the carriage together.

"So, who will this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor be?" Ron looked at Harry. "We'll be at the castle in a few minutes at most. Let me know."

"Little Ronnie, don't you know?" Luna looked at him.

Ron was shocked: "You know that too?"

Luna nodded, then looked at Harry again: "Should I say it?"

Harry waved his hand: "Say what you want, it's not a secret."

"Then I won't talk about it." Luna shrank her body and squeezed into the backrest.

Ron was a little lost, and looked at her puzzled: "You guessed it too?"

"No, Dad told me." Luna shook her head, "He also told me to be careful, but I think he is a very good person."

Ron frowned: "Mr. Lovegood also knows the new professor?"

Luna nodded.

Ron rubbed his face, trying to remember whether he had overlooked someone who didn't have a high sense of existence.

Hermione chatted with Luna to discuss. She was very interested in Ravenclaw. The Sorting Hat also suggested that she go to Ravenclaw. He was very interested in the collection of books that occupied the entire lounge. Luna explained in as much detail as possible, and Hermione listened intently.

Soon they reached the castle, they got out of the carriage and entered the castle.

As soon as Ron looked up, he saw Sirius who was having a good chat with Professor Flitwick on the teacher's table-this was the most comfortable vacation that Flitwick had spent in the past few years. A small circle of fat.

"It's Sirius!" Ron called out his name in disbelief.

From the teachers' bench, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor waved cheerfully to them.

"It turned out to be Sirius." Ron responded to him until he sat down with an expression of disbelief on his face.

He never thought it would be Sirius, after all, he was the one who praised the new professor the most before—who would have thought that he would boast so much.

"Why not him?" Harry asked him back. "You should have thought of that."

"Sirius has experience." Hermione said softly. "He taught Remus. Although the style is different, he is also very popular with the students, and the effect is not bad."

Ron was very resentful: "If he didn't praise himself so much, I think I would have thought of it long ago."

The freshmen came in quickly and were divided into colleges under the arrangement of Professor McGonagall.

"Harry, remember to take me with you!" The sorting hat placed on the high stool yelled towards the Gryffindor table, the spirituality in it disappeared instantly, and it obviously returned to the body of the motorcycle .

The freshmen didn't know why, and looked at Harry in confusion.

With a wave of Harry's wand, the hat flew towards him and hung expertly around his waist.

Old students and new wizards explained.

The dinner went on happily until the last person had eaten.

Dumbledore stood up and coughed lightly: "After enjoying a delicious dinner, I think I have to say it again, the things I have to say every year."

"Mr. Filch, before the start of school this year, repeatedly told me not to cast magic in the corridors, nor to use the tricks of the Weasley Brothers' Joke Workshop, let alone set off those highly polluting fireworks."

"Last year, when the Triwizard Tournament was held, Mr. Filch worked hard every day to clean up the fireworks."

"The new list of contraband is posted at the door of Mr. Filch's office. You can take a look. More than 100 items have been added this year."

George and Fred are unhappy.

This is cutting off their money.

The Weasley Brothers Joke Workshop now only has more than 20 kinds of products, no need to think about it, it must be on the list.

"And, this year, there is a change in our teaching staff. Professor Moody is excellent, but the Ministry of Magic recalled him to further train the Aurors in a turbulent situation, so we welcome Sirius Black, he Will be taking Defense Against the Dark Arts lessons."

Sirius stood up.

His appearance is very charming, his hair is carelessly done, slightly curled and drooping, a pair of gray eyes, exuding a distinctive deep temperament, wearing a navy blue robe that matches the color of his eyes, the whole person is The brightest star on the teacher's seat.

The Gryffindors applauded very warmly. They had a good relationship with the old senior during the Triwizard Tournament.

The applause from several other colleges hesitated.

Leaving aside the controversy over Black, he was once a wanted man by the Ministry of Magic.

In terms of appearance, this is without a doubt the most handsome professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts they have ever seen - and the last professor who also had an excellent appearance, his name was "Gilderoy Lockhart" ".

"Besides, there is good news, the Quidditch Cup is back this year!"

"Selection will start in the second week of school, and I hope all colleges are well prepared."

As he spoke, he waved his hand.

"Let's usher in a brand new school year!"