Chapter 168

The old man was so angry that he was so angry.

What! He is in charge!

Everyone couldn't believe their ears.

They knew that Argus was knowledgeable and powerful.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to deal with the basilisk alone.

But is it a bit too exaggerated to let him be in charge of the second-grade curriculum?

He is only twelve years old!

Not only ordinary little wizards, but even Draco and Pansy, who are closest to Argus, have incredible brilliance in their eyes.

The chief who he lives with day and night has become his teacher!

Isn't this a big span?

The expressions of the Gryffindor members who laughed the loudest just now are extremely wonderful at this moment.

The smile is frozen on their faces.

I wanted to take back my smile, but I felt that it was too embarrassing to change my expression just after hearing what Agus said.

But if I continued to smile, I was worried that Agus would make things difficult for me.

For a moment, I didn't know what expression to use.

After a short silence, the whole classroom was talking.

Agus had expected this scene to happen, so he was not in a hurry to teach and put the textbook in his hand on the desk.

He looked forward, not affected at all.

"It is my honor to be your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."

"I know what you are thinking and what you are worried about."

Hearing Agus speak on the podium, everyone in the classroom gradually quieted down.

Agus continued, "Many people think that I am only twelve years old this year and am not qualified to be your teacher."

"But a qualified teacher needs abundant knowledge and excellent vision!"

"And patience and responsibility towards students."

"Age is never a standard."

Speaking of this, everyone in the classroom instantly recalled the various glorious records that Agus had set this year.

The most talented and outstanding student in the history of Hogwarts.

At the age of twelve, he became the well-deserved head of Slytherin!

He still won the first place in the grade despite missing one exam.

Amid the misunderstanding of all the students in the school, he investigated the mystery of Hogwarts for decades, defeated the heir of Slytherin and the basilisk of the chamber of secrets, and protected the safety of all the teachers and students in the school.

All these things tell of his excellence!

Apart from his age, is it really unworthy to be their teacher just based on these?

"But you are the head of Slytherin. How do we know if you will deliberately target other colleges!"

A word came out from the crowd, which once again ignited the concerns of the Gryffindor members.

Draco and others glared at him, obviously extremely dissatisfied with the person who spoke.

Seeing that everyone fell into silence, Argus glanced around.

"Maybe some people think that I am the head of Slytherin and will protect Slytherin."

"If I say that I will treat all students equally, there will definitely be many students who don't want to believe it."

"But I want to tell you that there is only one identity standing here today."

"That is your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."

"That's all."

"If you still have opinions about me becoming the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, you can communicate with the dean and the principal."

"But now, I am still your teacher."

Seeing that no one was talking anymore, Argus picked up the textbook on the desk again and spoke slowly.

"We don't have much time left. If you don't want to get a T on the final exam, open the first page of the textbook."

"Today we are going to learn how to use the Murtra Rat correctly to resist curses and bad luck."

"The Murtra Rat is a magical rodent that looks similar to a house mouse and lives on the coast.

"There is an obvious anemone-shaped tumor on its back."

"After eating the tumor, you can enhance your resistance to curses and bad luck. If you eat too much, you will grow purple hair around your ears..."

With the speech in the first half of the class, the subsequent classes became unusually smooth.

The whole classroom was covered with the rustling sound of the feather pen touching the parchment.

Outside the door, Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick, who were eavesdropping, showed satisfied smiles on their faces.

"Minerva, I'll tell you! Mr. Grindelwald is definitely a competent teacher!"

"Your worries are completely unnecessary! "

Professor Flitwick lowered his voice, fearing that the young wizard inside would hear it.

"I am not worried about Mr. Grindelwald's knowledge. I am worried that he has never attended classes and I am afraid he will not be able to cope with it."

Professor McGonagall said helplessly.

"You don't have to worry about this. Mr. Grindelwald is a

As the leader of the Saints, he has developed the Saints to the current level, so managing a class should be easy. "

"Before taking this class, he had studied and discussed with the professors and deans of Hogwarts."

"With his talent, it is not difficult to learn these things."

"That's true." Professor McGonagall is not a person who cares about face.

Knowing that he is too worried, he admits it openly.

"Do you still want to keep an eye on him next?"

"Watch for a while, at least wait until he finishes his first class."

"Okay, I have classes later, so I won't accompany you. "Professor Flitwick walked away in small steps.

The class ended, and he heard the feedback from the little wizards below.

Argus was relieved.

The effect of the first class seems to be good.

We can consider improving the progress later.

Just then, the bell rang.

Argus closed the book.

"If you have any questions later, you can come to the Slytherin lounge to find me, or go to the Defense Against the Dark Arts office to ask Professor Slughorn."

"get out of class dismissed!"

The little wizards in the classroom left their seats one by one, and when everyone had almost left, Draco and the others came over and greeted Argus.

"Professor Grindelwald, good morning!"

"Well, Mr. Malfoy, add half a foot to your Defense Against the Dark Arts homework."

Draco:???

"Chief, our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher turned out to be you!"

"No wonder you didn't tell us no matter how I asked you before! "

Pansy ran over quickly, her face flushed with excitement.

"I only teach the first and second grades, and Professor Slughorn is in charge of the other grades."

"If he wasn't too old and lacked energy, and the fifth and seventh grades would have exams soon."

"I guess Hogwarts wouldn't have handed it over to me."

Argus explained with a faint smile.

"Anyway, you are a true Hogwarts teacher!"

"Merlin's horse oil stockings! A twelve-year-old Hogwarts teacher! I can't even think about it!"

Draco clenched his fists and waved them fiercely a few times, as if he was the one who had just taught the class.

"I'm not a teacher, I'm an assistant."

"I just assist Professor Slughorn in teaching."

Argus corrected Draco's remarks.

Suddenly, Pansy and the others stared straight at the direction outside the door.

The expression that was just laughing and joking was instantly retracted.

"Professor McGonagall! "Argus bowed slightly to show respect.

"Mr. Grindelwald, the first class is over. How do you feel?"

Professor McGonagall smiled and looked in a good mood.

"Not bad, not much different from what I expected."

"The students at Hogwarts are still very obedient."

Argus could guess that Professor McGonagall should have come a long time ago.

Always observing at the door to prevent teaching accidents.

She knows the students of her own college very well, and the impact of the last battle with Slytherin has not been completely eliminated.

If there is a stubborn kid who gets angry, it will be very difficult for her.

If she shows up at this time, things will be much easier.

"I listened to part of your class, it's really good."

"Use words that little wizards are interested in and can understand to explain the magic knowledge and spells."

"If you want, you can consider staying in Hogwarts after graduation."

"I believe you will be a very good professor. "

Professor McGonagall's words made Draco, Pansy and others stunned.

Booking a professor position at Hogwarts in advance in the second grade!

This is too early!

"I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall." Argus smiled apologetically.

"What you said is too far away from me now, and the Saints Group also needs me to take charge."

"I almost forgot about it." Professor McGonagall shook her head regretfully.

Yes, Argus's future will definitely not be confined to Hogwarts.

For him, the vast magic world is his stage.

"Well, actually I don't have anything to do. I mainly came to see if you are affected by the classroom environment."

"Since you are fine, I am relieved."

"Hurry up and go to class, little wizards. "

……

Before Argus and the others arrived at the Charms classroom.

The fact that he became the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher for the first and second graders had spread all over Hogwarts.

People kept pointing at him along the way.

Most of them were amazed.

After all, his strength and achievements were obvious to all in Hogwarts.

Except for Gryffindor, who had a conflict with Slytherin, who had some complaints, Ravenclaw, who yearned for knowledge and wisdom, and Hufflepuff, who was hardworking, honest and loved food, all had a good impression of Argus.

A warm welcome.

Our future Minister of Magic, Miss Hermione Granger, was in a mixed mood.

On the one hand, she was happy that Argus would become the teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts, but on the other hand, she felt disappointed that the gap between them had widened further.

During this period, she had tried her best to learn, and had made great progress in magic knowledge, management, and economics.

Compared with ordinary wizards, this progress was extremely fast.

But compared with Argus, it was still far behind.

"Humph, I asked him many times who the teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts was!"

"In the end, he knew it but didn't tell me!"

"When we have Defense Against the Dark Arts class, I must ask him some difficult questions!"

"Humph!"

Hermione took out her notebook for recording questions and marked some of the difficult questions one by one.

After thinking about it, she was worried that Argus really couldn't answer it and would lose his prestige in the class.

She crossed out several questions that she thought were the most difficult.

Angrily holding her notebook and preparing for class...