Hogwarts: I graduated before the system came

Draco then remembered a very serious problem. His rival in Slytherin, Theodore Nott, had always wanted to replace him.

There is an unspoken rule within Slytherin this semester: the representative of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class represents strength; the representative of the Potions class represents the appreciation of Dean Snape.

Because he was the class representative for both subjects in the fourth grade last year, he was elected as the new class monitor this semester, which made the Slytherin students eager to make a move.

And Theodore Nott was already the class representative for Transfiguration and Herbology. If he really let him take advantage of this opportunity...

Draco couldn't imagine his future.

Even though he really didn't want to face this professor, after all, he didn't know what means he used to take away his family's house-elf and make his father a laughing stock of the pure-blood family, but for the sake of the future, he chose to forget about it temporarily.

Under Douglas's surprised gaze, Draco's pale face suddenly turned rosy, and he spoke in a sonorous and powerful voice, not at all like a wailing patient, and said firmly:

"Professor, don't worry. Madam Pomfrey said my injury is not serious at all. I just need a good night's rest. I will be able to attend classes normally tomorrow..."

If Draco hadn't still had some sense at that moment and didn't want Douglas to think he was faking illness, he would have even wanted to stand up on the spot and show Douglas a punch.

This action completely confused Douglas, and he didn't say anything.

What he said just now was just an introduction. He had prepared a lot of chicken soup for men to encourage self-reliance, and he planned to give this kid a good boost of energy...

Is the identity of Defense Against the Dark Arts class representative so popular with Draco?

He looked closely at Draco's expression; the longing in his eyes didn't seem fake at all.

For a moment he didn't know how to start speaking. He couldn't just continue speaking according to the lines he had prepared beforehand.

Then, he showed a satisfied expression and patted Draco's shoulder on his injured arm. Draco just frowned slightly and did not look in great pain.

"Very good. Young people should have the spirit of youth. Those who achieve great things do not pay attention to details. Details determine a person's character. From this incident, I can see that you will definitely be a person who achieves great things in the future.

On behalf of Hagrid and Little Gray, oh, that is, the Hippogriff who hurt you, I thank you for your forgiveness and for not pursuing the matter."

Seeing Douglas praising with a smile on his face, Draco also showed a bit of pride, but the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong. Uh, when was he going to forgive that stupid big guy and that beast?

He had just been thinking of severing the head of that damned beast and hanging it in the Slytherin common room.

Douglas looked at Draco's surprised eyes, his expression quickly changed to disdain, and then he said:

"Mr. Malfoy, is there a problem, or do you not want to let them go?

Could it be that the Malfoy family is so narrow-minded that they cannot tolerate a professor who made a small mistake in his first class and a precious hippogriff?

It seems I have to take back my praise. With your attitude towards life, it will be difficult for you to achieve anything in the future...

But I have learned about the details of what happened, and it seems that Mr. Malfoy did not follow the professor's request. He even provoked Little Gray when he was trying to be friendly..." ap.

Clearly, he was praising her just now, but it turned into ridicule in an instant. This contrast made Draco a little bit unable to accept it for a while, and he quickly said:

"No, no, Professor, you misunderstood. I didn't say I didn't forgive that fool... I meant Professor Hagrid and that Hippogriff.

As the heir of the Malfoy family, I have a very broad mind. In fact, I have forgiven them, yes, I have forgiven them."

Draco Malfoy took a deep breath. This was the biggest concession he could make. As for the mistakes he made in class, he would never apologize to a giant half-blood and a beast.

Douglas instantly put on a smiling face and said:

"That's great of you, but I heard your father..."

Draco quickly said, "I'll write to my father and ask him not to pursue this matter."

At this moment, he felt a hint of his father's shadow in Douglas. He had seen his father talking to some people like this many times. He would be angry and cold in the previous sentence, but would smile in the next.

He didn't expect to see such a magical face-changing skill when he came to Hogwarts, which doubled his psychological pressure.

As for whether he could convince his father, he was not worried at all, because his father had specifically told him not to provoke Professor Holmes.

Seeing Douglas's satisfied smile, he asked tentatively:

"I wonder what the relationship is between the professor and that hippogriff. I remember when Professor Hagrid introduced it, its name was Buckbeak, but the professor just said it was called Little Gray?"

Douglas said casually:

"Oh, we are very good friends. I watched you grow up."

Draco immediately showed a bit of disdain in his heart. He was indeed a Muggle-born wizard who actually chose to make friends with an alien.

Douglas noticed the look on Draco's face, but didn't say anything.

Instead, he glanced at the time, told the other party to heal his wounds well, and then left.

Draco watched Douglas walk out of the school infirmary door, waving his fist excitedly.

He was not carried away by Douglas's compliments, but because his father had taught him that there were no real enemies in the wizarding world. As long as there was an exchange of interests, everyone was a friend.

In his opinion, this was a successful deal. As long as he could maintain his position as the class representative of Defense Against the Dark Arts and Potions, the injury would be worth it.

The only regret is that Dean Snape did not come. Maybe I could have gotten double the benefits, and then this transaction would have been perfect.

He decided to let Hagrid and the Hippogriff go for now, and would be discharged from the hospital early tomorrow morning. He would write a letter to his father to tell him the details of his deal...

Chapter 195 I am the best at keeping secrets

Douglas returned to the office and did not pin all his hopes on Draco's promise.

He originally just wanted to convey his attitude to Lucius Malfoy through Draco.

Seeing that Douglas was not followed by anyone, Sirius changed back into human form and asked with a frown:

"What happened? Why did you come back so late?"

Douglas took the tea that Dobie handed him, took a sip, and briefly told him what had happened.

Sirius was relieved to hear that Harry was okay.

Then he frowned and said:

"You're making a deal with the Malfoy family. Is your Defense Against the Dark Arts class representative so popular?"

Douglas picked up the test paper that Dobby had marked on the desk, looked up and said with a smile:

"It's not really a deal. Although I don't know why little Malfoy values ​​this position so much, even if this incident didn't happen, this position would still be his.

Theodore's abilities are still somewhat weak, especially after Mario Nott graduated this year. His intimidation has weakened considerably, and he can't control those Slytherins."

Sirius frowned slightly when he heard the name Nott, but said disdainfully:

"If I remember correctly, Theodore Nott is the son of the Death Eater Nott, who is still imprisoned in Azkaban.

But you still have to be careful when dealing with Lucius. After all, he is one of the few veteran Death Eaters who has escaped punishment.

Of course, the fact that you were able to snatch Dobby from him means that you are even more despicable than him. This is how you should deal with these purists...”

Douglas was speechless, not knowing whether Sirius was praising him or scolding him.

Dobby stood aside, his mouth wide open, but no sound came out.

Dobby has made great progress these days. Douglas found a lot of butler videos and movies and asked Dobby to imitate those Muggle butlers when he was free.

However, Dobby's gentle state is only a flash in the pan. Most of the time when he is not reading, he is still nagging.

For example, after Douglas finished reading the test papers and praised Dobby for doing a good job, Dobby became so excited that he burst into tears, as if the elegant butler just now was not him.

Douglas quickly wrote a letter, which contained no overt threats but merely stated some facts...

Of course, Douglas also wrote two key messages. First, Voldemort will definitely be resurrected; second, Voldemort's resurrection has been arranged by Dumbledore.

As for how Lucius would view these two pieces of information, that was not something Douglas could guess.

Then, in order not to stimulate Malfoy's weak nerves, Dobby sent the letter to Malfoy Manor by owl.

If Dobby directly delivered the letter to Malfoy Manor, and then found a dagger or something to nail the letter to the gate of Malfoy Manor.

Douglas believed that Lucius would never let this go, after all, this behavior was already a threat to his family.

After arranging everything, it was already half past ten in the evening.

Douglas and Sirius returned to their home in the Muggle world through the fireplace.

Then Douglas clicked on the phone recording and heard the voices of Bill and Charlie.

"Hello, hello, I'm SB, hahahaha... You're just like me. I saw today's Daily Prophet, and everyone is amazed... If you come back tonight, remember to call me back. I'll be in the house for the next two days."

"Cool! I knew you could do it! The whole dragon farm is talking about you today! That's awesome! Don't reply! I have to rush back to take care of those big guys tonight..."

Douglas had told the two before that he had obtained a special passage that allowed him to travel directly between Hogwarts and his own home.

Douglas called Bill back, and the phone was picked up after just one ring.

Before Douglas could speak, a question came from the other side:

"Haha, I guessed you would call me today. So, buddy, as the first professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts to be re-elected in decades, what do you think?"

Douglas sighed and said:

"I'm really impressed. On the first day of class, I caught two guys selling the answers to my opening exam. The most annoying thing is that the answers they made were so crude..."

After hearing Douglas's description, Bill laughed and said:

"It seems that students nowadays are not very resourceful. They actually resorted to such methods in front of you. I must write a letter to tell my younger brother and sister to stay away from these two guys, lest their IQ... Wait, two people? Could these two people be George and Fred..."

As Bill was talking, he felt something was wrong. He suddenly thought that if it had nothing to do with him, Douglas would not have mentioned this matter specifically.

This time it was Douglas' turn to laugh.

Bill on the opposite side understood instantly and laughed too.

Then he quickly ate the melon and asked about the follow-up.

Douglas told Percy about his plan.

Bill very much agreed with Percy's behavior:

"It's really dangerous outside Hogwarts this year. Percy did the right thing. He's acting like a good brother... By the way, do you have any extra amulets? Give me a few..."

Douglas agreed immediately, but he also said that he would have to wait until he caught some Dementors...

the next morning.

Douglas appeared on the lawn in front of the castle.

Lupin was still there waiting for the students to arrive.

Douglas greeted Lupin and told him about Hagrid. Lupin smiled and said:

"No problem. I heard about what happened yesterday. After the morning run, I will organize some small activities to promote familiarity and communication among everyone..."

Douglas nodded, but seeing that there was no light in Hagrid's hut, he guessed that the other party must not have woken up yet, so he walked straight towards Hagrid's hut.

As Douglas walked into Hagrid's hut, a dog barked, followed by Hagrid's rough and confused voice:

"Who's out there?"

Douglas said with a smile outside:

"Hagrid, don't forget what you promised me. The students will be here soon. You don't want them to see a professor who is even lazier than them, do you?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Hagrid, who had just stood up and sat on the edge of the bed, shuddered all over.

Hastily said:

"I didn't forget, wait a moment!"

Then Douglas heard a series of clanging sounds in the house, and about eight minutes later, Hagrid opened the door.

After seeing Douglas, he opened his mouth and yawned for a long time.

"Walking, isn't it just running? I often run in the Forbidden Forest to track down those magical animals."

Douglas smiled and said:

"Then you must have a good chat with the students about these things. I think they will be willing to listen. By the way, you are familiar with Professor Lupin, right?"

Hagrid said, as if you didn't know:

"Of course. I drove them out of the Forbidden Forest quite a few times. He and... ahem, I mean, you know his true identity, right? He's also a poor kid."

Douglas shuddered when he heard Hagrid say this, and said quickly:

"Hagrid, watch your mouth. His identity isn't suitable for the students to know right now... Or I should put a spell on you to stop you from talking for a while."

Hagrid quickly covered his mouth, shook his head and said:

"Don't worry, I'm the best at keeping secrets... Of course, there have been some accidents, but I've always kept Remus's identity a secret. I've known about it since he was in school and never told anyone else."

Douglas looked at the other person suspiciously, but finally chose to believe it.