Hogwarts: I graduated before the system came

Dear Laodao:

You applied for the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor position, and you didn't even tell me???

Oh my god, don't you know that's a cursed position? I think we talked about it...

Charlie thinks you're fine. He's always had confidence in you. Hehe, I'm wondering if I should tell him about your embarrassing moment in the Forbidden Forest...

"A son of a wealthy family should not sit idle in the hall." You taught me this...

Anyway, I wish you well.

......

This is the second letter, yes you read that right.

I sent the first letter as soon as I received the news from my mother that you became the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts. But a week later, the owl brought the letter back tiredly. Poor thing, it must be very tired.

If I hadn't seen you reveal your identity in the Daily Prophet shortly afterwards, I would have suspected you had died in the line of duty...

I guess you must have hidden your name...

Haha, when you first studied that magic, was it for this day...

I'm sending you some of the strange curses I've encountered over the years, along with some of my experiences breaking them. I hope they'll be helpful to you...

If you find anything or run into trouble, let me know. I've got some vacation time on hand...

(You taught me how to use Muggle Mailbox, and I learned it, but I sent you so many messages, and you never replied. Are you sure it's faster than an owl?)

Don't forget.c.

Looking forward to your reply!

I miss you sb.】

Dear Taoist Priest:

That's so cool, you applied for the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor position.

SB's letters are always full of worry. He thinks that you didn't tell everyone in advance because you were afraid that everyone would stop you.

When did the cool idiot become so sentimental and cautious?

.....

The last time you came to Romania, you mentioned that dragon sinews might increase the power of your spell.

I took the time to collect some, you know, it was easy for me...

Looking forward to your finished product...

Actually, you can choose to resign early. I remember you said before that if you leave this position early, there will generally be no problems...

In short, believe you!

Cha is cooler than SB. 】

Douglas felt very warm when he saw the letters from Bill and Charlie.

The reason why I didn't tell them at the beginning was that I was worried about being stopped. After all, the curse of this position was widely spread outside.

Lao Dao, SB, and Zhu were the code names they used to have in school.

Of course, when Douglas came up with the code name, he still had a hint of bad taste in his mouth.

Bill and Charlie were very satisfied with this without knowing the true meaning.

So much so that later Douglas wanted to change Bill's code name many times, but he didn't dare to say it.

He briefly looked through the notes Bill sent him, and some of the content was what Bill had talked about with him when he was in Egypt.

Some even involved some confidential spells from Gringotts. Douglas could see that Bill was taking a huge risk...

Douglas knew that the dragon tendon Charlie sent was not as easy as he said.

At the time, he had just casually mentioned an idea, but he hadn't expected Charlie to go to such great lengths to help him get it...

In short, Douglas was in a good mood, but he just needed to think about how to reply to the two of them.

So during the afternoon exam, everyone found that Professor Holmes was finally different from before and no longer wandered around the classroom.

Or standing behind someone, sighing.

Instead, he sat at the podium, correcting papers and occasionally getting distracted.

This made everyone feel relieved.

The process of answering questions also felt extremely easy.

After the exam, everyone felt much more relieved, except for the Quidditch players of course.

Because starting from November, there will be a Quidditch match basically every two weeks, they need to seize every opportunity to train.

Especially this year, with the two colleges replacing their brooms with the latest batch, the Quidditch captains of Gryffindor and Ravenclaw are under a lot of pressure.

Evening confinement time.

George and Fred are like good kids in the office.

The content of dictation is also more than usual.

Of course this was also Douglas's request.

Most importantly, they discovered that Professor Holmes was writing a letter to Bill.

Bill Weasley is the oldest and coolest kid in the family. His younger brothers and sisters all respect him very much, even the twins who often make fun of Percy.

They didn't want Douglas to report them to Bill.

When they finished dictation, they found that there were about four or five one-foot-long pieces of paper in front of Douglas.

It was covered with densely written words.

But it seemed that Douglas still felt it was not enough and continued to write.

The twins blinked at each other.

"Is this writing a letter?"

"I'm afraid he's not writing a story."

Douglas watched the two men look at him and casually took over what they were writing down.

“Well, not bad, a big improvement, the error rate is now within 10%.

According to your current progress, your confinement will probably be over by the end of this week.

Of course, my opinion on this matter alone does not count.

You will also need to show Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape the Transfiguration and Potions lessons you have memorized."

Hearing this, Gemini's face suddenly turned ugly.

Give it to Professor Snape?

According to his attitude towards Gryffindor, wouldn't he have to start over if there was even one mistake?

But they still forced a smile:

"Professor, have we been doing well recently?"

"Yes, professor, you may not know that now professors of various subjects are praising us two in class..." ap.

"Ah, yes, yes, that adds a lot of points to us... hehe."

Douglas looked at the two people's increasingly obscene expressions and said with a sneer:

“Good performance?

You should be able to guess why the amount of dictation will increase today, right?"

George and Fred coughed awkwardly.

Douglas thought the two wanted to get a live map, so he thought for a moment and said:

"Your performance has indeed improved a lot recently, and Professor McGonagall has praised you privately many times...

However, the Marauder's Map is still of some use to me for the time being. As you know, some things have happened in the castle recently.

Once this matter is over, I will return the map to you.

I'll be keeping an eye on the castle for the time being, so you'd better behave yourself...

To make it up to you, I will invite you to join my magic item research group afterwards.

Bill told me that you guys are really talented at this.

I can even say a few good things about you to Mrs. Weasley.

Of course, the premise is that your grades can meet my requirements..."

George and Fred looked at each other, their faces full of surprise.

He immediately grinned and nodded excitedly.

"Professor, as long as you let us study those things, we can do anything..."

"Professor, even if we have to memorize other subject textbooks, it's fine... Ouch!"

Before George could finish his words, Fred poked him in the arm.

"Professor, George is joking, ha ha, joking..."

They have it so hard. Due to restrictions from their parents and lack of funds, too many of their great ideas cannot be developed.

Douglas' words were like a luminous spell that broke through the darkness on the road to their great dream...

Douglas smiled. To be honest, their knowledge reserves were still very limited and they did not have the ability to develop the more advanced props he needed.

But for the sake of Bill and Charlie, Douglas was still happy to train these two promising young people in advance.

However, it was obvious that George and Fred were too happy too soon.

"Grades meet the requirements." This requirement isn't something Douglas can decide...

Just when George and Fred felt that they had gained a lot today and were about to leave Douglas' office.

Suddenly remembering the purpose of their acting as good kids today, he withdrew his hand that was about to open the door.

George and Fred started arguing with each other again, wondering who would speak up about this matter...

Douglas sat behind his desk and said directly with a sneer:

"Actually, I have a little game here that can help you solve the problem of who gets to speak..."

George and Fred asked in unison:

"what game?"

As soon as he finished speaking, they saw Douglas's face turn ugly in an instant at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Douglas asked coldly:

“Am I a flood or a beast?

Talk to me, do you still need to choose a warrior?

Or, are you going to make some unreasonable demands again…"

George and Fred shook their heads quickly.

Then he quickly turned around, opened the door, and said as he ran:

"We're fine!"

"Goodnight, Professor!"

"Sweet dreams, Professor!"

Chapter 104: Too Unmagical

As the exam progresses.

The various colleges suddenly discovered a secret - Ravenclaw's exam paper was Hufflepuff's exam paper from the last monthly exam; Slytherin's exam paper was Gryffindor's exam paper from the last monthly exam.

This made the students who had not yet taken the exam very happy.