The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

After the herbal class was over, most of the second graders of Gryffindor and Hufflepuff returned to the hall in dismay.

Most of them were covered with mud, and many even had signs of being bound on their arms and legs.

"What the hell did you do?" Jon heard Ron Weasley ask his sister aloud as he passed the Gryffindor table.

"Don't worry about it!" Ginny turned around angrily without looking at him.

Jon is one of the few students who has not been "attacked" by the Devil's Net... Not because of his talent, but because he was used to test tubes, droppers and pipettes in his previous life, and his hands would not shake.

Therefore, it will not cause the hostility of the devil's network!

He successfully moved the three devil net spores into the flower pot.

Professor Sprout was delighted and gave Hufflepuff another five points.

Arriving at the table in the hall, Jon took a corned beef sandwich and glanced at the timetable as he nibbled.

There were two classes in the afternoon, both with Slytherin: Potions by Professor Snape, and Defence Against the Dark Arts by Professor Lupin.

Putting down the timetable, Jon opened another piece of today's Daily Prophet on the other side:

The title is: Muggles claim to have seen Sirius Black on the shores of Loch Ness.

The content is very simple, that is, an ordinary girl who was playing on the shore of Loch Ness and accidentally saw Blake appear there. She thought Black was just an ordinary criminal, so she called a report... but when the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic arrived, there was no trace of Black.

Jon didn't know the exact latitude and longitude of Hogwarts, but it was definitely in the Scottish Highlands...so Black's location should not be far from the school.

It's admirable to think about the spirit of Harry's godfather. From Azkaban in the North Sea, I swam all the way to Surrey (Prvett Road) in southeastern England. After taking a look at Harry, I walked non-stop to Hogwarts in the Scottish Highlands.

Without a wand and magic, and surviving months of gnawing on mice and picking up litter, it was a miserable life.

...

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Jon showed up in the Potions classroom on time.

As in the previous school year, he and Astoria were seated in the front row, in front of a group of Slytherin students.

What Professor Snape taught them in this class was a potion called a "swelling potion" that caused swelling in the parts of the body that came into contact with the potion.

Although Jon had a hard time imagining what the potion was for!

But they were meticulously configured.

He took out two teaspoons of dried nettles and three puffer eyes and added them to the mortar, and then carefully ground them into a fine powder; Astoria added a bat spleen to the crucible and boiled it with water...

An hour later, the configuration was basically completed; after 30 seconds of heating at a low temperature in a water bath, a pot of fresh lilac potion came out of the pot.

Snape glanced curiously at Jon's water bath heating operation, but said nothing.

Jon carefully closed the cauldron lid to prevent the potion from spilling out.

Before the get out of class ended, Snape carefully checked their potions... As always, he didn't pick out any faults, and he didn't give any compliments.

...

At 3:50 in the afternoon, Jon and Astoria, along with a class of students, came to the classroom where Luhu taught the first Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

Professor Lupin was not here yet; so they all sat down and took out books, quills, and parchment.

A few minutes later, Remus Lupin entered the classroom with a worn suitcase covered in patches.

Because of this outfit, some Slytherin students couldn't help but look at him slightly contemptuously.

This is Jon's first close look at the new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher... Honestly, Lupin would still be pretty handsome, if only he didn't have that thick layer of aging lines on his forehead and shaved cheeks That bunch of messy beard words.

But for a "moderate" werewolf struggling with food and clothing, these are undoubtedly extravagant demands.

After all, he can't even find a job, and he can't support himself.

Such a wizard with great strength, who was strongly discriminated against by the orthodox wizarding world, and could not even survive; he didn't fall into the darkness, which is already a very remarkable thing... At least Jon felt that he couldn't do it.

"Good afternoon!" Lupin said with a smile. "Please put all your books back in your bags; today is a practice class, all you need is a wand!"

In the last few classes of the last school year, Professor Dumbledore had taken them to several practical classes.

So practical classes are still very attractive to them.

"Then!" The professor saw that everyone was ready: "You follow me, okay?"

Everyone followed Lupin in turn, walked through a corridor, and turned a corner at a fork in the road...

But there, the first thing they saw was Peeves, the trick-or-treating ghost, floating head down in mid-air, stuffing chewing gum into the keyhole closest to it.

It wasn't until Professor Lupin came within two feet of Peeves that Peeves looked up and sang:

"Stupid and confused Lupin!"

"Lupin's patched clothes!"

"Poor Lupin who can't afford food!"

...

Peeves has always been rude and disruptive, but he's generally more respectful to his teachers.

But this time, its behavior seems to be going a little too far; it even seems as if someone was telling him to do it on purpose!

There was no anger or shame on Lupin's face, as if Peeves' lyrics were not about him.

"If I were you, Peeves, I'd take the chewing gum out of the keyhole." He said calmly, "Otherwise Mr. Filch wouldn't be able to go in and get things."

But Peeves didn't respond, and continued to sing his ugly, insulting song.

"Hey!" Lupin sighed and took out his wand.

"A useful little spell," he said, turning back to the class, "everyone!"

With that, he raised his wand above his head: "Waddiwasi!"

The little piece of chewing gum shot out of the keyhole like a bullet and hit Peeves in the face... and ejected the trouble-loving ghost a dozen yards away.

"Great, Professor Lupin!" Zacharis couldn't help saying.

"Thank you, Mr. Smith." Lupin smiled and nodded. "Let's move on."