I’m Only A Defense Against The Dark Arts Professor

Chapter 20: Working Tirelessly

Filch took Sherlock to an office on the third floor and handed him the key.

“This office was used by the previous professor, Quirrell, but during the summer vacation, I cleaned out all his belongings, and the elves in the castle have also thoroughly cleaned it up. You can stay here in the future.”

Sherlock took the key from him, and Filch’s face showed a smile, “You can set up your room, Professor Forrest. I’ll go back and prepare some things. When I’m patrolling the castle, I’ll return to you later when I come to this floor.”

After he finished speaking, he turned and left. After watching him disappear at the corner of the stairs, Sherlock inserted the key into the door and walked into his room at Hogwarts.

The office is quite spacious, with a bookshelf occupying half of the wall, a clothes rack behind the door, and a large desk in the room facing the door. As Filch said, it was swept clean, and there was no dust on the bookshelves and table tops.

Sherlock’s suitcase was placed on the side of the desk. He took out all the books and notes inside, arranged them on the bookshelf, and took several robes in the suitcase to the bedroom at the back of the office.

The elf has already made the bed, and the toiletries and daily necessities are also well prepared. The students living at Hogwarts are really happy, and Sherlock believes that the elves in the castle will even help wash the clothes they usually change.

Letting these students live a life that is much happier than at home.

After tidying up his office and bedroom, he sat down at the desk and picked up the class schedule given by Professor McGonagall at the end of the dinner.

Honestly, being a professor at Hogwarts is not an easy job. Especially classes like Charms, Transfiguration, Potions, Herbology, History of Magic, Astronomy, and Defense Against the Dark Arts.

There are a total of seven classes in the castle, and the main class for each grade has at least one main class a week that lasts one and a half hours, except for the astronomy class. This means that all professors in those seven classes work every day from Monday to Friday.

While it does sound like not a big task, don’t forget that Hogwarts is divided into four houses.

Students from the four houses of the same grade will not take each class together. Students from two houses will take a class together, which means that the professor needs to take two houses, and the workload is doubled.

Suppose you compare it to a normal school. Imagine there are seven grades in the school, and they are doing two classes in each grade at the same time, but there is only one math teacher in the whole school. They are also responsible for all the math classes and homework of all the students in the school.

This means there are 14 classes in a week. Each class is a big class that lasts more than one hour, and they have to check every homework that the students have.

The life of the students at Hogwarts is not hard, but the professors of these seven main classes are being put to work more than a typical donkey pulling a big cart.

From today onwards, Sherlock will join the Hogwarts teaching group, becoming someone who will not rest at all.

He looked at tomorrow’s classes. The first class in the morning was Ravenclaw and Gryffindor in the first grade, and there was another Gryffindor in the afternoon class, but this time, it was for the second grade, which was Harry’s class.

The arrangement on the schedule was exactly what he wanted. First, he wanted to teach in the lower grades to see how the students responded, and then he could improve in the next class.

After preparing the content for tomorrow’s class, there was a sudden knock on the door of the office, and Filch’s voice could be heard.

“Professor Forrest, we can go now if you’re ready.”

Sherlock looked at the time. It was just past eight o’clock. According to the original Sherlock’s diary, the curfew should start at nine o’clock. He sorted out his robes, his expression changed again, and he opened the door.

“Is there going to be a curfew patrol before nine o’clock?”

Filch explained to him, “It is not necessary to check for curfew when patrolling the castle. It is precisely because it is not curfew time. There may be students who use spells in the corridor, which is not allowed according to the rules. The students who have been admitted in recent years are becoming more cheeky, especially Gryffindor students.”

“If you ask my opinion, Professor Dumbledore is too kind. It’s time to restore the previous castle management system and treat those disobedient students with handcuffs and whips so they won’t dare to repeat the same mistake.”

Sherlock complained silently in his heart, but he didn’t respond to what he said. Instead, he turned around, closed the office door, and started the tour at night with him.

“Where shall we go first?” Sherlock asked.

Filch said without hesitation, “We go to the Gryffindor common room. On the first night of every semester, I can catch students who use magic around there, especially those two little bastards who entered the school.”

He subconsciously gritted his teeth, and Sherlock could guess who he was referring to. No other Gryffindor student could make Filch hold such a grudge, except the Weasley twins.

Sherlock didn’t really care where Filch wanted to patrol. He asked to come out with him this time, just to take the opportunity to know the entire Hogwarts Castle.

He doesn’t need to know every place clearly as long as he knows roughly where the common rooms of the four houses are, where the teachers’ offices are, and where the commonly used classrooms are.

So that he won’t be lost in the castle tomorrow. Like a freshman who just started school and doesn’t even know where the classes are.

They were walking on the stairs leading to the tower where the Gryffindor common room was located. They heard two people talking from the corner as soon as they reached the fifth floor.

“We were lucky that Professor Dumbledore didn’t expel us.”

“But that itself is really embarrassing. I don’t even want to imagine what people will think of us when we return to the Gryffindor in this outfit.”

“What are you afraid of? These bandages on our bodies are like medals for soldiers.”

“I mean, during the day, we were indeed seen as something by everyone when we were in the car, and now they will probably see us as something. I even waved at Professor Forrest in the car. I don’t know if there will be his class tomorrow, but I think we should go to Madam Pomfrey to create a sick note. I don’t have the face to attend his class this way.”

With a bandage on his head, Harry chatted with Ron, who had a cast on his hand and walked around the corner of the stairs. They saw that Professor Forrest, whom they had just mentioned, was standing there with Filch.