Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

As the Christmas holidays approached, the atmosphere of the students in Hogwarts gradually became more relaxed.

Of course, the little wizards haven't forgotten the previous two attacks, but they can go home soon and temporarily leave the Hogwarts Castle, which may encounter danger at all times, which still relieves their depressed mood a lot.

"I heard that Percy also signed the list of detention this time? What is he planning to do in his detention?"

At lunchtime, in the auditorium, Harry asked Ron curiously while cutting the grilled sausage on the plate.

Ron tipped his head mysteriously and whispered to Harry and Hermione.

"I guess Percy seems to be in love."

Hermione blinked, she asked in a slightly gossip tone.

"with who?"

"I don't know." Ron shook his head, "but I suspect it is a girl from Ravenclaw. I could always see him strolling around the Ravenclaw tower some time ago."

Harry's fork with the sausage stuck in his hand scatters his thoughts.

"You said that Professor Forrest has such favorable conditions, and there are so many girls chasing him, but he still does not have a girlfriend. Is it because he always thinks that he can find a girlfriend at any time, so this leads to Not now?"

Ron's eyes widened, as if he had heard some shocking secret.

"It's not impossible."

Hermione tapped the plate with a spoon in dissatisfaction.

"Hey, respect! We have to give Professor Forrest a minimum of respect! If the professor hears your thoughts, he will definitely punish you to accompany Malfoy to clean the toilet."

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and they winked at each other, apparently not taking Hermione's words to heart.

Of course they would respect Sherlock in their hearts, but Hermione herself was too rigid.

"When will we start the third test?" Ron asked impatiently.

Harry also looked eager to try.

They are obviously addicted to this kind of thing, as if they found out that Sherlock is actually a wishing grail, but when making a wish, you have to ask him to say the wish in reverse.

Hermione calculated the time, she said hesitantly.

"Probably this afternoon. I've finished writing half a foot. When I write some more, I'll go to the office to find a professor."

Ron urged.

"Your writing is too small, it doesn't matter if you write bigger, so the speed can be a little faster."

"If it's just for completion, what's the point of writing homework?" Hermione glared at him, "I remind you, if my homework is handed in ahead of time this time, you don't want to learn from me anymore, you have to write it all by yourself. ."

Facing Hermione's threat, Harry and Ron didn't care.

Compared with copying or not copying homework, testing whether Sherlock has God-like abilities is obviously more attractive to them.

In the afternoon, Hermione came to the library with a half-written one-foot-long piece of parchment, with Harry and Ron following her.

But the two of them were empty-handed and didn't bring anything.

"It's my fault that you brought your homework together to write because you were more conscious!" Hermione said angrily.

Harry spread his hands.

"How can the most important thing be doing homework now? We need to study Professor Forrest's crow's mouth, and the scope of the influence is the most important."

He said with a serious face.

"If the professor really has the ability to make the sun rise from the west, then our test now is to save the world."

Ron also seemed to have found an excuse for what they were doing, and said with a straight face.

"Yes, we are saving the world!"

Hermione looked helpless, and she couldn't refute anything.

In disguise, Harry was right.

If Sherlock finds out that the upper limit of his crow's mouth is extremely high before he talks nonsense, this is indeed saving the world in another sense.

All afternoon, Hermione was seriously looking for various materials in the library, writing the homework of Defense Against the Dark Arts during the Christmas holiday.

One foot of parchment paper is about 30 centimeters long, much larger than normal A4 paper.

In addition, Hermione's own writing is very small, which makes her spend a lot of time on homework.

Around four o'clock in the afternoon, Hermione basically filled the entire parchment with words. She looked at her homework with satisfaction, then turned to look at Harry, who was lying on the table in a bored daze and almost fell asleep. .

"Have you all inquired? Professor Forrest is in his office now?"

Harry yawned, rubbed his eyes and said.

"I asked George and the others in advance. The professor only has their classes in the afternoon. It is estimated that the get out of class has already ended by this time."

"Then we can go now."

Immediately, both Harry and Ron cheered up.

"Have you finished writing?"

"There's still two lines left to meet the professor's one-foot requirement. Let's go over first and make up after these two lines."

They surrounded Hermione and left the library~www.NovelMTL.com~ and then walked to Sherlock's office.

The closer to the holiday, the busier Sherlock's work.

The homework for the lower grades is not bad, as long as you choose the topic of the thesis for them.

But the seniors obviously can't do that.

In the past, there was no such thing as a "test book" at Hogwarts. If Sherlock wanted students in the fifth grade and above to learn the tactics of the sea.

First of all, he himself had to make up the sea of ​​questions.

This is undoubtedly a huge project. In order to distribute the prepared workbooks to the students before the Christmas break, Sherlock is basically busy with this these days except during class time.

He felt that Dumbledore would give him an outstanding teacher award this year to reward him as a good employee who worked hard and never complained.

Just as Sherlock was holding a quill in his hand, and an automatic shorthand quill was scrambling to write, Hermione knocked on the door and walked in.

Sherlock rubbed his sore wrists and looked up at the little girl who walked in gently.

"Miss Granger, what's the matter?"

Compared to Harry and Ron, Sherlock's perception of Hermione is much better than them.

Active in class, never perfunctory in homework after class, complete quality and quantity, usually diligent and conscientious, self-discipline.

What kind of teacher would not like such a perfect student?

But Sherlock ignored that, no matter how perfect Hermione was on the surface, she was still a Gryffindor at heart.

Every little lion has a restless heart.

Hermione, who can mix with Harry Ron, is no exception.

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