What?! He's in charge?!
The crowd could hardly believe their ears.
They knew that Argus was knowledgeable and powerful.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to defeat the snake monster single-handedly.
Is it a bit of an exaggeration to have him in charge of the second-year curriculum?
He's only twelve years old!
Not only ordinary young wizards, but even Draco, Pansy and others who were closest to Argus showed an incredible light in their eyes.
The top student he spent every day with suddenly became his teacher!
That's quite a leap!
The Gryffindor members who had just been laughing the loudest now wore frozen smiles on their faces, their expressions turning strained.
They wanted to take back their smiles, but they felt that it would be too embarrassing to change their expression so quickly after hearing what Argus said.
But if they continued to laugh, they worried that Argus would make things difficult for them.
For a moment, they didn't know what expression to use.
After a brief silence, the classroom erupted in discussion.
Argus had anticipated this scene, so he didn't rush to start the lesson and placed his textbook on the teacher's desk.
He kept his eyes fixed ahead, showing no signs of being affected.
"It is my honor to be your Defense Against the Dark Arts instructor."
"I know what everyone is thinking and what they are worried about."
As soon as Argus spoke from the podium, the classroom gradually quieted down.
Argus continued, "Many people think that I am only twelve years old and not qualified to be your teacher."
"But a qualified teacher needs abundant knowledge and an excellent vision!"
"And patience and a sense of responsibility towards students."
"Age is never the standard."
At this point, everyone in the classroom instantly recalled the various brilliant records that Argus had set that year.
The most talented and outstanding student in the history of Hogwarts.
At the young age of twelve, he became the undisputed leader of Slytherin!
Despite missing one exam, he still managed to secure the top spot in his grade.
Amidst the misunderstandings of the entire student body, they uncovered decades-old mysteries at Hogwarts, defeated the Slytherin heir and the Basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets, and protected the safety of all teachers and students.
Each and every one of these things speaks volumes about his excellence!
Putting age aside, based on these factors alone, was he really unqualified to be their teacher?
"But you're the head of Slytherin, how do we know you might be deliberately targeting other houses!"
A comment from the crowd reignited the concerns of the Gryffindor members.
Draco and the others glared at him, clearly extremely dissatisfied with the person who had spoken.
Seeing that everyone had fallen silent, Argus scanned the room.
"Perhaps some people think that as the head of Slytherin, I would protect Slytherin."
"If I say that I will treat all students equally, I'm sure many students won't believe it."
"But I want to tell everyone that there is only one identity for those standing here today."
"That's your Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."
That's all.
"If anyone still has objections to me becoming the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, they can communicate with the Dean and Headmaster."
"But now, I am still your teacher."
Seeing that no one was speaking, Argus picked up his textbook from the desk again and slowly began to speak.
"We don't have much time left. If you don't want to get a T on the final exam, open your textbook to the first page."
"Today we will learn how to properly use the Murtlap to ward off curses and misfortune."
"Murtlaps are amazing rodents that look like house mice and live along the coast."
"There is a clearly visible anemone-shaped tumor on its back."
"Eating the tumor can enhance one's resistance to curses and misfortune. However, excessive consumption can cause purple hair to grow around the ears..."
With the speech given in the first half of the lesson, the rest of the class went exceptionally smoothly.
The entire classroom was filled with the rustling sound of quills touching parchment.
Outside the door, Professors McGonagall and Flitwick, who were eavesdropping, wore satisfied smiles.
"Minerva, I told you! Mr. Grindelwald is absolutely a competent teacher!"
Your worries are completely unnecessary!
Professor Flitwick kept his voice very low, afraid that the young wizards inside would hear him.
"I'm not worried about Mr. Grindelwald's knowledge, but I am worried that he has never taken classes and I'm afraid he won't be able to cope."
Professor McGonagall said helplessly.
"You don't need to worry about that at all. Mr. Grindelwald is, after all, the leader of the acolytes. He has developed the acolytes to this point. Managing a class is a piece of cake for him."
"Before taking this class, he had studied and discussed with many professors and deans at Hogwarts."
"With his talent, learning these things wouldn't be difficult for him."
"That's true." Professor McGonagall wasn't one to be overly concerned with saving face.
If you know you're worrying too much, just admit it openly.
"Should we continue monitoring this?"
"Let's wait and see, at least until he finishes his first class."
"Alright, I have more classes to attend, so I won't keep you company any longer." Professor Flitwick walked away with small, quick steps.
At the end of the class, Argus heard the feedback from the little wizards below.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
The first lesson had gone quite well.
He could consider expediting the progress later.
Just then, the bell rang to signal the end of class.
Argus closed the book.
"If you have any questions, you can come to the Slytherin common room to find me, or go to the Defense Against the Dark Arts office to ask Professor Slughorn."
"Class dismissed!"
One by one, the young wizards in the classroom left their seats, and once everyone had left, the classroom was empty.
Draco and the others then pretended to come over and greet Argus.
"Good morning, Professor Grindelwald!"
"Well, Mr. Malfoy, add another half foot to your Defense Against the Dark Arts homework."
Draco: ? ? ?
"Master, you're our Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher!"
"No wonder you wouldn't tell us no matter how many times I asked!"
Pansy ran over quickly, her little face flushed with excitement.
"I only teach the first and second year students; Professor Slughorn will be in charge of the other grades."
"If it weren't for his age and lack of energy, and the upcoming exams in fifth and seventh grade."
"I doubt I'll be given Hogwarts either."
Argus explained with a faint smile.
"No matter what, you are a true Hogwarts teacher!"
"Merlin's beard! A twelve-year-old Hogwarts teacher! I can't even imagine it!"
Draco clenched his fists and swung them violently a few times, as if he were the one who had just given the lesson.
"I am not a teacher, I am an assistant."
"Just assisting Professor Slughorn in completing his teaching."
Argus corrected Draco's statement.
Suddenly, Pansy and the others stared intently at the doorway.
The carefree expression she had just been wearing vanished instantly.
"Professor McGonagall!" Argus bowed slightly to show his respect.
"Mr. Grindelwald, how was your first lesson?"
Professor McGonagall had a smile on her face and seemed to be in a good mood.
"It's alright, not much different from what I expected."
"The students at Hogwarts are quite obedient."
Argus could guess that Professor McGonagall must have arrived quite some time ago.
She kept an eye on things from the doorway to prevent any teaching accidents.
She knows her own house's students well, and the effects of the last battle with Slytherin haven't completely worn off.
If a stubborn kid gets carried away, it will be very difficult for me.
If she were to step in at this point, things would be much easier to handle.
"I listened to part of your class, and it was really good."
"Explain the magical knowledge and spells in a way that the young wizards will find interesting and understandable."
"If you'd like, you could consider staying at Hogwarts after graduation."
"I believe you will become a very good professor."
Professor McGonagall's words left Draco, Pansy, and the others speechless.
Reserving a seat as a Hogwarts professor in second grade!
That's way too early!
"I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall." Argus gave an apologetic smile.
"What you're talking about is too far removed from my current situation, and the acolytes also needs me to be in charge."
"I almost forgot about that," Professor McGonagall shook her head regretfully.
Yes, Argus' future will certainly not be confined to Hogwarts.
For him, the vast magical world is his stage.
"Okay, actually I don't have anything to say. I just wanted to see if you were affected by the classroom environment."
"Now that you're alright, I'm relieved."
"Hurry up and get to class, little wizards."
...
Before Argus and the others even arrived at the Charms class classroom...
The fact that he became the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher for first and second year students had already become a hot topic of conversation throughout Hogwarts.
People kept pointing and whispering about him along the way.
Most of the reactions were amazement.
After all, his abilities and achievements are evident to all at Hogwarts.
Aside from Gryffindor, who had some reservations about Slytherin, Hufflepuff, who yearned for knowledge and wisdom, and Ravenclaw, who were hardworking, honest, and loved good food, warmly welcomed Argus.
Our future Minister of Magic, Hermione Granger, had mixed feelings.
On one hand, she was happy that Argus had become the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, but on the other hand, she felt disappointed that the gap between the two of them had widened further.
During this time, she had devoted herself to studying and had made great progress in magical knowledge, management, and economics.
Compared to ordinary wizards, this progress was nothing short of miraculous.
However, compared to Argus, it was still far inferior.
"Hmph, and I even asked him so many times who the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher was!"
"He knew all along but didn't tell me!"
"When we have Defense Against the Dark Arts class, I'm definitely going to ask him a few tough questions!"
"Snort!"
Hermione pulled out her notebook where she kept notes on problems and marked some of the more difficult ones.
After thinking about it, she worried that Argus might not be able to answer and would lose face in class.
She crossed out several questions that she considered the most difficult.
She sulked, clutching her notebook, and headed off to class…
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