It's just a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Chapter 19 Unfortunate Harry and Ron
At this time, Harry and Ron had no joy during the day at all.

Whether the entire Hogwarts students have admired them, they don't know.

But when Snape caught them, he expressed his admiration for them sullenly.

"Sure enough, it's the highly capable Harry Potter, and Ron Weasley, who doesn't worry about his family. Do you think you can escape punishment by making yourself like this?"

Harry and the others are indeed miserable now.

The clothes on both of them were tattered, almost torn into rags.

Ron's wand had been snapped in two, with only a few strands of wood remaining to make it a whole.

His arm was also bent in an irregular shape, the pain of the fracture made his face pale, his lips were trembling uncontrollably, and a small moan could not be avoided from his throat.

Harry was supporting Ron, who wasn't doing very well either.

Blood was pouring from his head all over his face, and from the looks alone, he looked even more serious than Ron.

The car suddenly lost control when it was approaching Hogwarts, and the two of them crashed into the hitting willow tree behind the castle.

The magic willow tree seemed to feel that its life was threatened, and attacked Harry and Ron sitting in the car as if going crazy.

Although the two of them escaped by luck, they also turned into the miserable appearance they are now.

All Harry felt now was dizziness and nausea in his stomach.

The blow to his head wasn't from the Whomping Willow, but from the force of the car hitting it and smashing his head against the windshield.

He spoke weakly.

"Professor, I think we are now."

"To shut up!"

Snape coldly interrupted what he was going to say.

"Wait here for me! Don't go anywhere!"

He settled them in a small cubicle next to the auditorium, and then hurried out. Before Harry and the others had to wait long, Snape came back with two potion bottles in his hand.

"Drink it!"

He placed two bottles of potions in front of Harry and Ron respectively.

Seeing that it was the potion he handed over, Harry instinctively doubted and resisted.

But looking at Snape's attitude of prying open his mouth with pliers and pouring it himself if he didn't drink the bottle of medicine immediately, he had to overcome his own psychological obstacles.

He closed his eyes and emptied the bottle of potion in one go.

The potion took effect very quickly, Harry's pale lips immediately became rosy after drinking the potion, his mind was no longer dizzy, and the wound didn't hurt so much anymore.

Seeing that even Harry drank Snape's potion, Ron stretched out his still intact arm and poured the potion into his stomach tremblingly.

Soon, the pain on his body subsided, but the broken arm still hadn't healed, but the overall situation was much better than before.

After Harry and Ron found out that Snape was really helping them, they felt a rare sense of gratitude to him.

However, this kind of gratitude hadn't just been produced, and Snape's next words made them feel that if their brains were eaten by dogs, they would be grateful to him.

"I came to Hogwarts in an illegally modified car. I was seen by countless Muggles on the road, and it was also published in today's newspaper. When I arrived at the school, I damaged a very precious Whomping Willow. The performance is true. Not bad! Pote!"

"It's a pity that you are not students of my academy, and I have no right to make the decision to expel you. But I will find someone who really has this happy privilege, and you wait here for me!"

With that said, he left the cubicle with a satisfied smile, leaving only Harry and Ron looking at each other.

"That willow tree is really crazy! It's trying to kill us!" said Ron.

Harry was carefully wiping the blood off his face with a cloth strip on his body.

"It's not that it wants to kill us, it's that it thinks we want to kill it."

"Why are we so unlucky today? There is something wrong with the wall of the platform, the car is also broken, and we were almost killed by a willow tree!"

"You missed one more thing, and we will most likely be expelled from Hogwarts next."

Speaking of this, both of them fell silent.

They have already guessed desperately in their hearts. It seems that they have really made a big mistake this time. Even Professor McGonagall and Dumbledore will not forgive them.

Dumbledore certainly wouldn't fire them both.

After coming to the compartment and learning what happened from them, he handed over the power to punish them to Professor McGonagall.

And he returned with Snape himself, and continued to attend the unfinished opening dinner.

In the auditorium, the students had already filled their stomachs, and Sherlock had finished chatting with Professor Flitwick.

It was a small talk, but in fact, most of the time, the little professor was telling him how to deal with the experience of those leather children in Hogwarts. At most, Sherlock just nodded and echoed a few words.

"I know that you are already very tired at this time, and you really want to go back to the warm lounge to sleep, but I still please allow me, an annoying old man, to chatter a few more words."

Dumbledore stood up, and his voice filled every corner of the auditorium.

"Happily, a new teacher has joined our team this year. Professor Forrest, he gladly filled the vacancy of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and will teach you relevant knowledge from tomorrow."

The applause from the audience was not warm, but it was not weak either.

Sherlock's excellent appearance made him the first impression of many girls in Hogwarts.

As the headmaster, Dumbledore actually didn't have so many long speeches.

After a brief introduction to Sherlock, he emphasized a few things that he would emphasize every year, and then announced the end of the dinner.

The students chatted and left the auditorium to return to the lounges of their respective colleges, while Sherlock was led by the castle administrator Filch to his future residence and office in Hogwarts.

"Professor Forrest, I still remember you. Before you graduated, I thought you were the most promising student at that time. Sure enough, now you have become a professor at Hogwarts."

There were compliments in Filch's words, but Sherlock said calmly.

"I said when I graduated that I would return to this castle, and now I'm just fulfilling my promise."

Then, he asked again as if casually.

"Are you still patrolling the castle tonight?"

Filch usually only dared to flaunt his prestige in front of the students, but with the real professor, he became the most polite person in the entire castle.

"On the first night of the new school, sometimes some disobedient students will come out and run around, so after sending you to your residence, I will briefly check in the castle first."

Sherlock nodded slightly, he said casually and plainly.

"I'll take a stroll around the castle with you later, I've been away from here for three years, and I want to re-acquaint myself with the environment here."

(End of this chapter)