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

Chapter 54 The Third Test

As the Christmas holiday approached, the atmosphere among the students in Hogwarts gradually became more relaxed.

Of course, the little wizards have not forgotten the previous two attacks, but they will be able to go home immediately, and temporarily leaving Hogwarts Castle, which may be in danger at any time, still let them relax a lot.

"I heard that Percy has also signed on the detention list this time? What is he planning to stay in school for?"

At lunch time, in the auditorium, Harry asked Ron curiously while cutting the grilled sausage on the plate.

Ron poked his head mysteriously, and whispered to Harry and Hermione.

"I guess Percy seems to be in love."

Hermione blinked, and she asked in a slightly gossipy tone.

"with who?"

"I don't know." Ron shook his head, "But I suspect it's a certain girl from Ravenclaw. I've always seen him wandering around the Ravenclaw tower some time ago."

Harry held up the fork with the sausage stuck in his hand, thinking.

"You said that Professor Forrest has such favorable conditions, and there are so many girls chasing him, but he still doesn't have a girlfriend. Is it because he always thinks that he can find a girlfriend at any time, and that's the reason? Not now?"

Ron's eyes widened, as if he had heard some shocking secret.

"It's not impossible."

Hermione tapped the dinner plate with her spoon in displeasure.

"Hey, respect! We have to give Professor Forrest the least respect! If the professor hears your thoughts, he will definitely punish you to clean the toilet with Malfoy."

Harry and Ron glanced at each other, and they winked at each other, apparently not paying attention to Hermione's words.

Of course they would respect Sherlock in their hearts, it's just that Hermione was too rigid.

"When will we start the third test?" Ron asked impatiently.

Harry also looked eager to try.

They are obviously addicted to this kind of thing, as if they have discovered that Sherlock is actually a Holy Grail for wishing, but when making a wish, you have to ask him to say the wish backwards.

Hermione calculated the time, she said hesitantly.

"Probably this afternoon, I have finished writing half a foot. I will write some more, and then I will go to the office to find the professor."

Ron urged.

"Your writing is too small. It doesn't matter if you write it a little bigger, so that the speed can be faster."

"If it's just for finishing, then what's the point of writing homework?" Hermione glared at him, "Let me remind you, if my homework is handed in early this time, you don't want to learn from me anymore, you have to write everything yourself .”

Facing Hermione's threat, Harry and Ron didn't care.

Compared with copying or not copying homework, testing whether Sherlock has god-like abilities is obviously more attractive to them.

In the afternoon, Hermione arrived at the library with a half-written foot-long parchment, Harry and Ron at her side.

But the two of them were empty-handed and brought nothing.

"It's my fault that you guys are more conscious and took homework together!" Hermione said angrily.

Harry spread his hands.

"How can the most important thing now be to do homework? We need to study Professor Forrest's crow's mouth, the scope of influence is the most important thing."

He said with a serious face.

"If the professor really has the ability to make the sun rise in the west, then our current test is saving the world."

Ron also seemed to have found an excuse for what they were doing now, and said with a bright face.

"Yes, we are saving the world!"

Hermione looked helpless, and she couldn't refute anything.

In a disguised form, Harry was right.

If it is discovered that Sherlock's Crow's Mouth's ability limit is extremely high before Sherlock speaks nonsense, this is indeed saving the world in another sense.

All afternoon, Hermione was seriously searching for various materials in the library, and writing homework for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class during the Christmas holiday.

A foot of parchment is about 4 centimeters long, much larger than normal A[-] paper.

In addition, Hermione's handwriting is very small, which makes her spend a lot of time on homework.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Hermione basically filled the entire parchment with words. She looked at her homework with satisfaction, and then turned her head to look at Harry and the others who were lying on the table in a daze, almost falling asleep. .

"Have you all inquired? Professor Forrest is in his office now?"

Harry yawned, rubbed his eyes and said.

"I asked George and them in advance. The professor only has their class in the afternoon. It is estimated that get out of class has already ended at this time."

"Then we can go now."

Instantly Harry and Ron cheered up.

"Have you finished writing?"

"There are still two lines left to meet the professor's requirement of one foot. Let's go there first and make up for these two lines later."

They surrounded Hermione and left the library, and then walked to Sherlock's office door familiarly.

The closer the holiday is, the busier Sherlock's work will be.

The after-school homework for the lower grades is fine, as long as they choose a topic for their thesis.

But the upper grades obviously can't do that.

In the past, Hogwarts never had such a thing as a "test question book". If Sherlock wanted students above the fifth grade to learn the tactics of the sea of ​​questions.

First of all, he has to make up the sea of ​​questions himself.

This is undoubtedly a huge project. In order to distribute the compiled exercise books to the students before the Christmas holiday, Sherlock is basically busy with this these days except for class time.

He felt that Dumbledore would give him an Outstanding Teacher Award this year, to reward him as a good employee who worked hard.

Just as Sherlock was writing with a quill in his hand and an automatic shorthand quill beside him, Hermione knocked on the door lightly and walked in.

Sherlock rubbed his sore wrists, and looked up at the little girl who walked in lightly.

"Miss Granger, what's the matter?"

Compared with Harry and Ron, Sherlock's perception of Hermione is simply much better than them.

Be proactive in class, never perfunctory in homework after class, and keep the quality and quantity of the completed work, usually diligent and conscientious, self-disciplined.

Such a perfect student, which teacher would not like it?

But Sherlock had overlooked that no matter how perfect Hermione appeared on the surface, she was still a Gryffindor in her heart.

Every little lion has a restless heart.

Hermione, who can mix with Harry Ron, is no exception.

(End of this chapter)