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Just a Defense Against The Dark Arts Professor

IMPORTANT: I might be returning… Sherlock Forrest, who had just crossed into the world of Harry Potter, did not have a golden finger and did not inherit the memory of the original owner, looked at the Hogwarts letter of appointment in his hand, and pouted. “Just a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.” Important: This is just me editing a MTL for fun so don’t expect professionalism This is slow romance so don’t expect anything until the very end Mtl: h ttps://www.mtlnovel.com/just-a-defense-against-the-dark-arts-professor/

Omny1928 · 作品衍生
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115 Chs

Won’t Do Bad Things

After Halloween, the most anticipated day for students was undoubtedly the next Christmas break.

Strictly speaking, each year at Hogwarts is divided into two semesters, and the holiday that separates the two semesters is Christmas break.

Before the holidays began, the first Quidditch match of the year, Gryffindor vs Slytherin, officially began.

From the beginning of September to the present in December, almost all the players of the Gryffindor team have been training in the rain.

Captain Wood attached great importance to the outcome of the game. As he will graduate from Hogwarts in two years. His only wish before graduation was to lead the Gryffindor team to win the Quidditch Cup.

"We're going to make them regret letting that little Malfoy bribe his way onto the team!"

Before the start of the game, he said this to the Gryffindor team more than once, irritating Harry at the same time.

Malfoy, like he wasn't afraid to offend Harry at all, called him "Scarhead" sarcastically at the beginning of the game.

It is precisely because of this that even after the Gryffindor players found that a bludger had been specifically manipulated to attack Harry alone, they did not ask the referee Madam Hooch to stop the game, but planned to keep playing the match.

Keep playing, win the match, and punch Malfoy in the face.

In the end, Harry did... The first two.

He risked being knocked off his broomstick by the Bludger and caught the Snitch over Malfoy's head.

At the same time as winning the game, it was a great mockery of Malfoy.

But Harry's arm was also broken, and he was sent to Madam Pomfrey at the school hospital.

It was just a broken bone. For Madam Pomfrey, it only took a little spell to connect Harry's bones, so he and the rest of the team could celebrate the victory of the game to their heart's content.

But the following night, Dobby the house-elf found him and admitted that whether it was the nine-and-three-quarters platform or the rogue bludger, he did it all by himself, to protect Harry and let him leave Hogwarts safe from danger.

Harry was very angry, but he had no choice but to tell Hermione and Ron about his meeting with Dobby the next day.

"I think this confirms one thing."

Hermione analyzed it seriously.

"Dobby wants Harry to leave Hogwarts so much because he doesn't want to see him hurt by the monster in the Chamber of Secrets, but Harry is a half-blood and shouldn't be the target of the monster at all, so why should he worry about that?"

Harry and Ron looked at each other, exchanged glances, and shook their heads affirmatively.

"I don't know."

Hermione looked at them with hateful eyes.

"He must know the inside story. He thinks that the descendant of Slytherin will instruct the Basilisk to attack Harry. Who in Hogwarts would have such a big hatred for Harry?"

This time Harry and Ron thought of the answer in an instant, he said in unison.

"Draco Malfoy!"

"From the current point of view, it is only he who is the most suspicious. We must investigate it." Hermione said firmly.

Harry, however, expressed a pessimistic view.

"We couldn't have succeeded with your previous plan, and there wouldn't be a professor giving us a note for borrowing books without a proper reason, let alone a forbidden book about potions. It's better to think about getting expelled than expect Snape to give us a note. and even if we're on okay terms with other professors, we can't find a believable excuse."

"And a note can only lend out one book, we have no way to forge it." Ron also said.

Hermione looked thoughtful.

"I do have a more risky plan."

Harry and Ron looked at Hermione brightly, as if they were looking at a saint who could lead them to salvation.

"We can start with Professor Forrest."

"Professor Forrest? Impossible. If we ask him to open a note, he will ask us what we want to sign out."

Hermione was hesitant to say the next sentence, but they were planning to investigate Malfoy's plan before, and they had violated several school rules, and now it's okay to add one more.

"I'm not talking about getting the sign-out slip through normal means."

She lowered her voice.

"Professor Forrest seems to be studying some magic recently. He often asks students to help him borrow books from the library, most of which are in the forbidden section. We can start from this..."

After listening to Hermione finish the plan, Harry and Ron couldn't help saying excitedly.

"It's doable!"

"Although there are risks, as long as we act ignorant to death and don't admit it, no one will find out!"

Hermione's face was troubled.

"But this is deceiving Professor Forrest."

"We're here to protect the whole school, Hermione," said Ron.

Harry nodded too.

"Even if Professor Forrest knows the truth, he will understand us."

In the end, Harry and the two convinced Hermione to hang out together in front of Sherlock's office as soon as get out of class was over for the next few days.

Finally, one afternoon, Sherlock called out to Hermione outside the door.

Hermione walked cautiously into the office.

Sherlock was grading the sixth-graders homework and looked very busy.

"Do you have time now, Miss Granger?"

Hermione swallowed and said calmly.

"I only have one lesson in the history of magic this afternoon, and I just finished my homework."

"Then can I trouble you to borrow a book from the library for me?"

"of course can."

"The book you want to borrow is in the forbidden section. I'll write you a note. You can take it to Madam Pince, and she'll bring it to you."

Sherlock took the time to take out the parchment, wrote the title of the book on it, and signed his name.

Hermione took the note from Sherlock and left the office.

Harry and Ron, who were waiting outside, hurriedly got together and walked into an empty classroom together.

They looked at the loan slip in Hermione's hand, their eyes full of tension and excitement.

Hermione patted Harry's hand, spread the borrowed book flat on the table, pointed her wand at the title of the book on the slip, and chanted a single spell.

"Scourgify."

The title of the book disappeared from the paper under the action of the cleansing spell, and only Sherlock's autograph remained on the note.

The three of Harry cheered.

"The professor, didn't use magic ink!"

"Just write the title of "Moste Potente Potions" on it. Keep this note for now. Don't borrow the book. I'll go to Professor Forrest and explain it to him."

After five minutes in the empty classroom, Hermione took a deep breath, and with the blessings of Harry and Ron, she walked into Sherlock's office again.