Hogwarts: I graduated before the system came

Hogwarts: I graduated before the system came

Author: June Kite Flying

"Dumbledore, hasn't he graduated? Why is he in school again?"

"Oh, don't be nervous Severus, he's the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor!"

"Oh, damn, if I see him eating hot pot from a cauldron at school again, I'll challenge him to a duel." ······

"You are the worst class I have ever taught!" "But, Professor, isn't this your first time teaching this class?" ······

"Miss Granger, you are the study committee member. You must lead them in morning reading by the Black Lake."

"Mr. Pot, you are the sports committee member. After the morning reading every day, take them for a run around the Black Lake!" ······

"One hundred days left until the OWL exam!" "Desperately strive for a perfect OWL!"

Douglas Holmes, a Hufflepuff with an oriental soul, returned to Hogwarts three years after graduation to apply for a professorship, bringing a new dimension to the school.

Chapter 1: Traveling Twenty Years Away, Three Years After Graduation

1992 October.

United Kingdom.

Surrey suburbs.

The office of the director of a welfare home.

Dean George said excitedly:

"Okay, very good! I've told you before, Doug, that you shouldn't stay here any longer. You should have made this decision a long time ago!

Although I am reluctant, I am still happy for you..."

Sitting opposite him was a young man in his twenties with chestnut-blonde hair and a pair of deep green eyes that were truly unforgettable.

Douglas Holmes showed a look of helplessness on his face, and protested feebly:

"Dean, I've told you many times, please call me by my full name—Douglas. Just calling me Doug, while very affectionate,...it could easily be heard as calling a dog."

Dean George nodded repeatedly:

"Okay, Doug..."

Douglas was speechless for a moment, but then a look of embarrassment appeared on his face.

After all, I promised the dean that I would teach for at least one year.

It's only been four months and you're already saying goodbye.

However, facing this former guardian, Douglas was very grateful and said:

"Okay, you can call me whatever you like, but thank you for your understanding..."

Say your final goodbyes to the students at the welfare home.

The lights on the street are already on.

Avoid the busy streets.

Douglas turned down a dark residential alley.

As he walked, he looked around.

When he was sure no one was noticing him, the wand hidden in his sleeve quickly slipped into his hand.

Thinking about where he wanted to go, he cast the Disapparation spell.

With a "puff" sound like a burst of flames, Douglas's body suddenly twisted and turned, and then disappeared on the spot.

In a dark corner of a small park in the northwest corner of Surrey.

Douglas' figure appeared out of thin air with the same puffing sound.

I straightened my clothes a little.

Then he walked out as if nothing had happened and soon blended into the crowd in the park.

Douglas had long ago set up a small-scale sound-blocking spell and a Muggle-repelling spell at this apparition location.

Therefore, he was not worried about suddenly appearing and being caught by Muggles or riding on Muggles' faces.

Ever since he turned seventeen in sixth grade, he had passed the test and obtained an Apparition permit at the Apparition Testing Centre, a branch of the Department of Magical Transportation within the British Ministry of Magic. From then on, he had the legal right to Apparate and Disapparate.

So, he was not driving without a license.

At the same time, he has a good relationship with the Apparition instructor, Weekey Tekros.

With his private instruction, I learned the counter spells of Apparition and Apparition.

And after graduation, he placed the counter-spell near the house his parents left him.

It is to prevent someone from breaking into the house suddenly.

After returning home, Douglas simply cooked two dishes for himself.

A person's life is so simple and unpretentious.

Even though he was born in Hufflepuff house, he was not good at life magic.

The more important reason is that Douglas enjoys the feeling of cooking, of course, as long as he only cooks a small amount of food.

After dinner, he took out two thick parchment letters.

Although it is an item from the magical world, it still cannot resist the erosion of the magic of time.

On one of the envelopes, the ornate emblem had become dim.

“It has been twenty-one years since I traveled to this world.

Time flies by so fast!"

Douglas sighed. His past and present lives combined were already over fifty years old.

When he was 7 years old in this world, he discovered that he had awakened special powers due to a car accident.

But what made him sad was that the unexpected awakening of his special ability only protected himself in the car accident.

My parents in this life died in that car accident.

Because I was too young at the time, my parents didn't have any close relatives.

People in the community once thought about sending him to the homes of relatives who were not too close.

However, those people refused to be his guardians or take him in no matter what.

Douglas knew very well that in Britain, without a guardian, the child would have difficulty taking a single step.

Finally, at his request, the community had no choice but to send him to the George Welfare Home in Surrey.

Douglas entrusted the house left to him by his parents to the care of his mother's cousins, the Evans couple in Cokeworth.

It so happened that one of her daughters had married in Surrey, and another had gone to a boarding school far away.

So every year I come to Surrey to visit my eldest daughter at some point.

Just had a place to live, the best of both worlds.

Sadly, when Douglas was nine years old, Mr. and Mrs. Evans also died in an accident.

He originally wanted to continue to entrust the house to the care of the Evans' eldest daughter, who also lived in Surrey.

When his parents were still alive, he took him to the other party's wedding.

What's her name again, Penny or Cousin Perry...

As a result, when he called, he was scolded by the other party as soon as he told them who he was.

Say that you are some kind of disaster monster!

Not only did he bring disaster to his own parents, but he also brought disaster to her parents!

Douglas hung up the phone before the other party finished speaking.

From then on, I never contacted that cousin again.

It was from then on that he understood why his parents

Why are those relatives who are not too far away unwilling to be his guardians?

From then on, Douglas lived peacefully in the welfare home.

Carefully plan how to use superpowers to become an excellent time traveler,

When the time comes, I will definitely let them know what it means to be in trouble over time. Don’t bully young people because they have special abilities.

Until an owl landed in front of him from the sky and opened a letter claiming to be an admission letter from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

He didn't know whether to be excited or speechless.

He was so excited that he found himself in the legendary Harry Potter world.

What was speechless was that what he thought was a benefit for time travelers - superpowers, not only became a commodity, but would also be regulated by the Ministry of Magic from now on.

I remembered how cautious I was when I first received the Hogwarts notification letter.

Douglas chuckled.

Then he picked up the second letter on the table. The coat of arms on it was still glorious and gorgeous, and it was obvious that it had just been received.

Although he had tried it several times, he couldn't help but take it out and take a look at it again.

Pray that something unexpected will happen and activate the system that inexplicably arrived after I graduated.

Dear Mr. Douglas Holmes:

Our school has approved your application for the Defense Against the Dark Arts position. The Floo Network will connect your home's fireplace to the Hogwarts Deputy Headmaster's office at 10:00 AM on July 5th (5 minutes). Please come for the interview promptly.

Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Douglas shook the letter and muttered dissatisfiedly:

"Still no response. It seems that it can only be activated after I am appointed by Hogwarts!"

Douglas rubbed his head.

What worries him now is that he cannot guarantee that he will be admitted.

Because if he remembered correctly, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts in 1992 should be the fellow liar named Lockhart.

Douglas touched his chin, looked at the letter in his hand again, and muttered to himself:

"How about collecting evidence yourself and exposing the other party's affairs in advance?"

After thinking about it, he finally decided to go for the interview first.

If the interview is unsuccessful, send your competitor to Azkaban first.

As for whether it will change the direction of the original world...

Haha, the professors at Hogwarts also want to know what the magical world is like without Douglas Holmes.

7 month 5 day.

Ten o'clock in the morning.

Douglas, dressed in a suit and holding a briefcase in one hand, stood in the fireplace.

Then he sprinkled Floo powder at his feet with his other hand and shouted at the same time.

"Deputy Headmistress McGonagall's office at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

Then, before Douglas could stand firm, a serious voice came to his ears.

"Mr. Holmes, please clean up the soot on your body!"

Douglas used his free hand to flick it at himself.

"Clean up!"

Professor McGonagall was sitting behind her desk, adjusting her square glasses and praising him habitually:

"Oh, very nice wandless spell. If you were still at Hogwarts, I would definitely give Hufflepuff ten points."