Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

The whole classroom exploded.

This class was held by Gryffindor and Slytherin students. When Harry spoke the snake language, basically all Slytherin students knew what it meant.

"Parseltongue!"

"Potter is a Parseltongue!"

"It must be him who opened the secret room!"

"No wonder Draco was attacked! He is taking revenge!"

Even on the Gryffindor side, except for people from Muggle families, everyone else looked at Harry with strange eyes.

Seamus, who shared the bedroom with Harry, muttered to himself.

"No wonder you wanted to run out of the auditorium that night. It turned out that you really opened the secret room!"

Harry stared blankly at the people who were accusing him. He still didn't understand why he was suddenly accused by thousands of people.

"what are you guys saying?"

Even Ron, who was beside him, looked at Harry solemnly, but there was no fear or doubt in his eyes, which made Harry a little more at ease.

"Everyone shut up!"

Sherlock's indifferent sound instantly silenced the chaotic classroom like a vegetable market.

However, there are still Slytherin students who dared to raise their hands.

"Professor, Potter is a Parseltongue! This proves that he is the one who opened the Chamber of Secrets!"

Sherlock, who had searched many snake-like magical creatures, naturally knew what Parseltongue meant.

Almost every Parseltongue is a dark wizard, and Salazar Slytherin, one of the four founders of Hogwarts, is also a Parseltongue, which is also a Slytherin house. One of the reasons that the representative animal is a snake.

And Parseltongue can be passed down along with family blood. In the current Hogwarts, whoever shows Parseltongue ability is very likely to be a descendant of Slytherin.

"Slytherin wasn't the only one in the world who spoke Parseltongue, Mr. Nelson." Sherlock said lightly, "If this is the only reason you're going to accuse Potter of a crime, this lawsuit will even hit Wizengar. Mor, the Chief Sorcerer will also acquit Potter."

"But people with Parseltonian accents are indeed the biggest suspects of Slytherin's successor! I think at least Potter should be locked up to make sure it's just in case!" Slytherin said persistently.

Sherlock's tone had begun to turn cold.

"Whoever advocates will give evidence. If you have solid evidence, let's not say that Potter is temporarily locked up, and I can bring him to the Ministry of Magic Auror Headquarters now! But just based on the specious evidence of Parseltongue, What would restrict Potter's personal freedom."

"And are you all the headmasters of Hogwarts?"

He glanced coldly at the students who wanted to say more.

"After this class is over, I will tell Dumbledore the truth about what happened just now. How he will deal with this matter will naturally have his own choice, and what you have to do now is to give me Sit down and go to class!"

The majesty that Sherlock usually accumulated among the students played a role at this time. No one dared to continue to say more, but they obviously couldn't listen to the rest of the class.

After class, Sherlock was about to carry the cage with the runes. When he left the classroom, Harry hesitated to find him.

"Thank you for helping me out, Professor."

Sherlock waved his hand indifferently.

"I'm just doing my job."

"Professor, what is Parseltongue?" Harry asked in confusion.

"You can think of it as a natural talent that basically cannot be learned, but people with this talent are generally dark wizards."

Sherlock said calmly.

"But I always think it's a prejudice. Parseltongue is just an ability to talk to snakes. It's not black magic. After using it, it can change the user's mentality. Most of them have Parseltongue talent. All wizards are dark wizards, probably because of family problems, and some people have prejudice against it."

Harry asked in confusion.

"Then what does this have to do with them suspecting that I am a descendant of Slytherin?"

"Because of Salazar Slytherin, he is a Parseltongue. And modern wizards with Parseltongue are generally awakened by the inheritance of their ancestors. Slytherin's secret room was opened by his descendants, and you happened to be at this time. Showing the talent for Parseltongue, what do you think the other students would think?"

Harry understands it now, but he still doesn't understand why he's the one that everyone is talking about just because of a Parseltongue problem.

Sherlock saw his entanglement and sadness, and patted him on the shoulder.

"So many things have happened this semester, the students have been tense and they are just using you as a vent. But the professors are adults, and no one will just because you have the talent of Parseltongue. identify you as a murderer."

Speaking, he rarely showed some sincere feelings in front of the students, leaned down and said seriously.

"I believe that the secret room has nothing to do with you, Harry, and I also believe that you will prove it to others yourself."

A smile appeared on Harry's lonely face.

"Thank you for your trust, Professor."

"Okay, after all that said, it's time for me to go." Sherlock's face returned to that indifferent expression, "There is still a first-year class to follow, you little brats are really impressive enough. Headache."

He left the classroom with the cage in his hand. The three heads of the runes in the cage were staring at Harry all the time. When Sherlock took them away, the three heads made a sound at the same time.

"Goodbye... the wizard's cub..."

Harry suppressed his desire to reply in another language, and instead waved them goodbye.

After only the three of them were left, Ron said worriedly again.

"I guess you will have a hard time at school in the future."

Harry crossed his face.

"It's not my fault. How did I know that just talking to the snake would cause such a big trouble."

Ron suddenly looked at him strangely up and down.

"You have time to inquire about your family's genealogy, maybe it's really possible to have something to do with Slytherin. After all, when you're not talking about sorting, that Sorting Hat actually wants to sort you into Slytherin. Is it?"

Harry glared at him.

"You also suspect that I am the murderer who opened the secret room?"

"I'm not the same as them. There may be more than one Slytherin descendant. There is a bad one, and there is a good one like you."

The two of them chatted for a long time, only to realize that Hermione, who was beside him, never made a sound, and couldn't help looking at her curiously.

"what are you thinking about?"

Hermione said thoughtfully.

"You said, Professor Forrest said that he believed in the secret room and had nothing to do with Harry, did he mean it?"

"Of course!" Harry said with absolute certainty.

Hermione's eyes turned to Harry, sharp with suspicion.

"Then in reverse, the fact that the secret room was opened must have something to do with you."

"What nonsense are you talking about! Besides, didn't we also do tests before? For some highly probable things, Professor Forrest's crow's mouth is useless."

"That seems to be the case."

"Don't make fun of me anymore. I'm already unlucky enough today. Fortunately, the professor didn't wish me good luck before leaving, otherwise I wouldn't be able to live today."