Hogwarts and the Atypical Wizard

May 2nd was Hogwarts' anniversary, and a small banquet was held in the hall in the evening, which was not as grand as the opening banquet.

I don’t know what was wrong with Old Deng, but while eating he started leading everyone in singing the school song.

Except for himself who was extremely moved, everyone else, whether students or professors, felt so embarrassed that they wanted to turn themselves into statues.

But what can we do? After all, he is the principal, so everyone has to cry along with him.

The banquet ended in an awkward manner.

…………

Summer came quietly around the castle, and the Black Lake reflected the sky, turning into a light blue with a purple glow.

The most telling place is the greenhouse outside the castle, where many flowers are in full bloom, some as big as cabbages and some as small as strings of peppercorns.

The Hufflepuff common room was simply a sea of ​​plants. The orange-yellow sunlight squeezed in from the window on the horizon, and everything seemed to be coated with a layer of honey.

The wisteria hanging from the ceiling has all stretched to the ground, and if one is not careful at night, it may even trip up the careless little wizard.

Perhaps because he disliked his pet being too noisy, Cedric moved his jumping bulb to the side of the fireplace in the common room.

Being in a room full of plants makes this overly lively guy even more agitated and he is simply not to be messed with.

The slightest disturbance would cause a huge disaster. The situation made Sainz inexplicably think of young Groot.

No, it's even more noisy than Groot. At least when Groot was little, he could stay in the flowerpot, but this guy will run all over the floor if you're not paying attention.

Cedric looked so embarrassed when he tried to catch it through the gap in the table like a mouse digging a hole.

"Sainz, stop it, it's trying to run away, help me!" Cedric looked like a distressed old mother who caught her naughty child and brought him home for dinner.

"Virawento (Quick Transformation)." The wisteria hanging on the ground quickly turned into a net, and caught the naughty ghost that passed under his feet.

This guy was caught but he still refused to behave himself. He twisted left and right in the net and struggled hard.

"Cedric, we are wizards!" Sainz held up the net, and the tip of his wand ignited a small flame like a lighter, and the naughty kid as big as a football immediately quieted down.

"Well... I'm a little afraid of hurting it. I'm not you..."

"Nothing, you just spoil it too much. Anyway, why do you want to catch it? Just let it run. It will stop running when it gets tired. There's no danger in the common room."

Cedric's face was immediately filled with embarrassment. He glanced to the other side of the common room and said, "Well..."

"Could it be?"

"Yes, just as you thought. It jumped into the girls' dormitory, and Prefect Morton caught it, and said that if she caught it sneaking into the girls' dormitory again, she would bake it into a pie...."

"It's grown up, and it needs a bigger pot. If you keep curling up in a small bed, you will want to jump out of bed and stretch out."

Cedric suddenly realized, "Yes, I was wondering why it keeps escaping from the basin recently. It used to only move around in its own territory."

Cedric took the squirming bouncing bulb and went back to change the child's bed.

It was a rare sunny day in Scotland in May, and Sainz was in a good mood.

The feeling of your own strength continuing to grow is even more fascinating.

There were two Quidditch matches in May, Slytherin vs. Hufflepuff and Gryffindor vs. Ravenclaw.

In this way, over the course of a year, all student teams played against the other three colleges, and finally Slytherin won the Quidditch Cup with three wins.

All the Gryffindor team members were depressed, while the Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff teams were much calmer.

Especially Hufflepuff. After the match day, everyone ate and drank as usual, not taking it to heart at all.

Sainz's good mood came to an end at the end of the month.

On the 28th, Monday, after the herbal medicine class ended, I suddenly received some bad news.

He hastily picked a bunch of peppermint as a gift and hurried, finally arriving at the infirmary before Professor Gratton was transferred away.

The usually humorous and talkative old man with white beard is now lying weakly on the hospital bed.

After much begging, Madam Pomfrey allowed him to come in and stay for three minutes.

"Professor, how are you?"

"It's nothing, it's just an old problem, you know."

"Chimera?"

"Yes, the last time it happened was a long time ago. I don't know why it suddenly happened today. I'm really getting old..."

"Don't worry, it'll be fine."

The old professor smiled gently, "I should give this to you, Autumn. I know my own situation. It's just a small problem. I can handle it. You don't have to worry.

I am just sorry to miss your next class."

Sainz thought in his heart that it might not be a bad thing for the old man to step down from the position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts early.

"You don't have to feel regretful. Exam week is coming up. You have successfully completed your teaching."

"That's true. Hearing you say that, I feel a lot more comforted."

"Thank you for your selfless teaching throughout the year."

The old man smiled weakly.

"Mr. Autumn, please go out now. The patient needs to rest!" Madam Pomfrey looked serious and would not tolerate any refusal.

"Excuse me ma'am, I'm leaving now. Goodbye, Professor, I'll write to you."

"Okay, get out, Bobby is going to eat people!" Gratton still didn't forget to make a little joke.

"Rosario, you need to shut up too, you need to rest!"

"As you command, ma'am!"

Sainz bowed slightly to the two men and stepped out.

Not long after, someone from St. Mungo's came hurriedly to take Professor Gratton away.

There’s a reason why Hogwarts’ Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is sometimes mocked as a consumable.

This rate of one change per year is unique not only in our school, but also in all magic schools around the world.

The reason why Sainz knew about it before the old gentleman was taken away was because he went to punch in at the Defense Against Magic office as usual after the Herbology class and found that the old gentleman was not there. He asked about the murals in the castle and learned that he had been sent to the infirmary by Professor McGonagall.

It was already noon when the other students got the news.

During lunch, senior students in the auditorium were discussing Professor Gratton's illness and hospitalization. When they went to class today, they found that the professor was absent.

Ben and Adam then realized that their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor had been sent to St. Mungo's.

"I didn't expect his old illness to flare up suddenly. He was fine yesterday. I saw him walking by the lake," said Ben.

"Do you think it could be because of the mysterious man?" Adam whispered mysteriously to the two.

"It has to be, I bet it has to be!" Ben agreed immediately.

"My dad said that the You-Know-Who once wanted to be the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, but Dumbledore rejected him, so he put a curse on the position!"

"It's so scary, my dad said the same thing. Fortunately, Harry Potter defeated him!" Adam looked frightened.

"I wonder who will be the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher next year..."