Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

Filch took Sherlock to an office on the third floor and handed him the key.

"This office was used by the last defense professor, Quirrell, but during the summer vacation I cleaned all his belongings, and the elves in the castle have also thoroughly cleaned, you can rest assured. live in."

Sherlock took the key from him, and Filch's old face showed a compliment like a blooming chrysanthemum.

"You set up your room first, Professor Forrest. I'll go back and prepare some things. When I'm patrolling the castle, I'll come to you on the third floor."

After saying that, he turned and left.

After watching his back disappear around the corner of the stairs, Sherlock inserted the key into the door and walked into his future residence at Hogwarts.

The office outside is spacious, with a bookshelf that occupies half of the wall, a coat rack behind the door, and a large desk in the room facing the door.

Here, too, as Filch said, it was clean, and there was not even a trace of dust on the bookshelves and table tops.

Sherlock's suitcase was neatly placed beside the desk.

He took out the books and notes in it, arranged them on the bookshelf, and then brought the robes he changed into the suitcase to the bedroom behind the office.

The bed has already been made by the elf to help him, and the toiletries and daily necessities are also well prepared.

The students living at Hogwarts were really happy, and Sherlock even doubted that the elves in the castle would even help wash the clothes they usually changed.

Let these students live a happier life in the castle than at home.

After simply tidying up his office and bedroom, he sat at the desk and picked up the defense class schedule given by Professor McGonagall at the end of the dinner.

To be honest, being a professor at Hogwarts is not an easy job.

Especially main courses like Charms, Transfiguration, Potions, Herbs, History of Magic, Astronomy, and Defence Against the Dark Arts.

There are seven grades of students in the castle, and the main course of each grade must take at least one major class a week (about an hour and a half, except for the astronomy class), which means that these seven professors are basically from Monday to Friday. Can't be idle.

Does it sound okay, not too hard?

But don't forget, Hogwarts is divided into four houses.

Students from the four colleges of the same grade will not take each class together. Generally, students from two colleges will take a class together, which means that the professor of the same grade needs to take the class twice, and the workload needs to be Double it!

If you compare it to a normal Muggle school.

It's like a seven-year primary school with two classes in each grade, but there is only one math teacher in the whole school. This teacher is responsible for the math classes and after-school homework of all the students in the fourteen classes of the school!

There are 14 classes in a week, each class is not only a large class of more than one hour, but also after class, I have to correct and check the homework of all students in the whole school.

The life of students at Hogwarts is not necessarily hard, but the professors of these seven main courses are really more tired than the donkeys of the production team.

And starting today, Sherlock will also join the Hogwarts production team and become a donkey that doesn't dare to rest.

He looked at tomorrow's classes. The first class in the morning was Ravenclaw and Gryffindor in the first grade, and there was Gryffindor in the afternoon class, but this time it was in the second year, which was Harry them.

The arrangement on the class schedule was exactly what he wanted. First, he tried his hands with two lessons in the lower grades to see how the students responded, and then he could make changes to the courses in the upper grades.

After preparing the content required for tomorrow's class,

There was a sudden knock on the door of the office, and Filch's compliment sounded outside.

"Professor Forrest, we can go."

Sherlock looked at the time. It was just past eight o'clock. According to the original owner's diary, the curfew should start at nine o'clock.

He sorted out his robes, his expression returned to indifference again, and opened the door.

"Is there a curfew patrol before nine o'clock?"

Filch explained to him.

"It is not necessary to check the curfew when patrolling the castle. It is precisely because it is not yet time for curfew. Maybe some students will use magic spells in the corridor. According to the school rules, this is not allowed. The students in your previous years were very good. Follow the rules, but the students who have been admitted in recent years have become more and more reckless, especially the students of Gryffindor."

He said, and then he seemed to remember some bad memory, and his face became gloomy.

"If you want me to say, Professor Dumbledore is still too kind. It's time to restore the previous castle management system and treat those disobedient students with handcuffs and whips! This makes them dare not make mistakes again!"

Good guy, I didn't expect you to be an old twitch.

Sherlock complained silently in his heart, but he did not respond to what he said on the bright side, but turned around and closed the door of the office, and started the Hogwarts patrol tour at night with him.

"Where shall we go first?" Sherlock asked.

Filch said without hesitation: "First go to the Gryffindor lounge. On the first night of every semester, I will catch students who use magic around there, especially those two little bastards. After entering school!"

His last sentence was subconsciously gnashing his teeth, and Sherlock could guess it without thinking about it.

There was no Gryffindor student that Filch could hold such a grudge against, except the Weasley twins.

Sherlock didn't really care where Filch wanted to patrol.

He asked to come out with him this time, just to take the opportunity to get acquainted with the whole Hogwarts castle.

You don't need to know every place very clearly, as long as you roughly know where the lounges of the four colleges are, where are the offices of the teachers of each subject, and what are the commonly used classrooms.

This would prevent him from smearing his eyes in the castle tomorrow, and like a freshman who just started school, he didn't even know where the door of Hogwarts opened.

They were walking up the stairs leading to the tower where the Gryffindor lounge was, and as soon as they reached the fifth floor, they heard the sound of two people talking from the corner.

"Fortunately, Professor Dumbledore didn't expel us."

"But even that's shameful enough. I don't even dare to think what people will think of us when we return to the Gryffindor lounge in this dress."

"Hey! What are you afraid of? These bandages on us are all heroes' medals!"

"Yes, in the car during the day, we are indeed seen as heroes by everyone, and now people will only call us bears. And Professor Forrest, I even waved at him in the car.. ...I don't know if there will be his class tomorrow, I think we should go to Madam Pomfrey to make a fake note, or I really don't have the face to go to his class in this way."

Harry, with a bandage on his head, and Ron, who had a cast on his hand, chatted around the corner of the stairs.

Then they saw that Professor Forrest, whom they had just mentioned, was standing there with Filch, looking at them strangely.