This morning, the Hogwarts students heard that their Defence Against the Dark Arts professor was sick again.

"What happened to him this time?" The Slytherin students were talking nonsense as they served porridge.

"He seems to have fallen into a pit dug by the guards of the hunting ground last time?" Gryffindor recalled, but it was said that the pit was actually prepared by Hagrid, the gamekeeper, to keep some kind of 'cute magical beasts', and that it was their lair.

"Last time, I stepped on the empty stairs and fell down." Ravenclaw shook his head, any Hogwarts student knew that castle stairs like to move around, and there was no reason why the professor didn't know, but it could also be because he had only been here for a month. That poor professor stayed in the medical wing for a night, even if he almost broke his neck, Madam Pomfrey was as good as Nurse Nanding.

Hufflepuff began to guess what would happen to the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor the next time.

"He's such an unlucky man!" Everyone said so, and even Professor Trelawney, a divination class, could not bear to prophesy for him, lest he add to his misfortune.

Professor Riddle was ready to go to class. The Defence Against the Dark Arts professor had just apologized for the medical wing's bed, "I'm sorry, Tom, I'm afraid I'm going to trouble you again." In fact, my mother warned me before I came to work, and you don't know, that since I was a kid I couldn't fit all the stairs, which meant I had to live in a bungalow. ”

Professor Tom Riddle expressed his blessings and sympathy for the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, and was pleased to say that he would love to help his colleagues.

After he gave his fifth-year Ravenclaw Defence Against the Dark Arts lesson, the headmaster invited him to tea.

"Dear Tom, I think a professor at the school is a little too unlucky." The old wizard said implicitly.

"I'm also very weird." Tom took a sip of his tea and honestly voiced his doubts: "It was just a little doom charm, and he acted as if I had glued the goddess of doom to the back of his head." ”

"Yes." Dumbledore said that he had indeed discovered Tom's little trick a long time ago, a little prank that even third-year students would use Doom Charms, such as eating strawberry cake with only apple pie and not finding toilet paper when trying to go to the bathroom.

It was because it was just such a small spell that he didn't stop it, and it should have been a piece of cake for the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. But now it seems that the spell is a little more effective. In fact, it's too much stronger, just a month after the start of school, the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor has already drunk almost all the medical wing potions, and even Madam Pomfrey said that if this continues, she is beginning to worry about whether she can do the job.

"Maybe I need to learn more, Mr. Headmaster." "I didn't know there could be so many accidents in one magic school," she said uneasily. ”

Dumbledore gave her a cup of honey tea and assured her that it wouldn't happen again, and then called Tom.

"And," said Tom, "there's nothing I can do about it." The spell effect should have been gone a long time ago, and perhaps he needed a real exorcism. He thought the colleague had been cursed by the devil.

Dumbledore had no choice but to send Tom away, and made him swear that he would never play tricks on his colleague again, after all, even without his help, the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor would have been unlucky enough.

Before Christmas, Dumbledore had not figured out how to make the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor less unlucky, and he resigned. This was the fifth Defence Against the Dark Arts professor in two years, and the first one even stayed for only a month before escaping, because he didn't think there was a basilisk in the school when he talked about the basilisk in this lesson.

At Christmas, Headmaster Dumbledore received a letter from the former professor stating that he had come home and had stopped falling down the stairs!

And so it was! Headmaster, I'm afraid I'm cursed! Can you help me? ’

The old wizard could only write back that he had never heard of any curse that would prevent a man from living in a house with stairs, but he promised to help. He then suggested that the wizard might as well go to St. Mungo's visit if he had time, because at the Christmas dinner table, Red described the professor as 'he always seemed to like to twist his legs together', and Pauss said, "Maybe he's just not coordinated?" He should go to the hospital. ”

The old wizard suddenly realized. Maybe it's not a curse at all, it's just that he needs to see a doctor. Of course he couldn't tell him to go to a Muggle hospital, but hopefully St. Mungo's wouldn't explain and let him get the curse checked first.

After Christmas, Hogwarts reported that they needed a sixth Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. It had been rumored a year ago that the Hogwarts priesthood had been cursed, because no one could stay in the position for even a year.

Even the Daily Prophet was so curious about it that they even did an interview with the top five Defence Against the Dark Arts professors, hoping to find out what's strange about it.

The first was Mr. Odedi Wegley, who resigned after a month of teaching at Hogwarts and refused to be interviewed.

"Hogwarts is one of Britain's great schools of witchcraft and wizardry! Everyone will be shocked by it! He said only one sentence and left in a hurry from the reporter.

The second was Mr. Serge Bigness, who lasted six months and was the longest.

"What do you think of life at Hogwarts?" Is there any difference? Our correspondent Rita Skeeter asked.

"......" he has been silent.

Our correspondent Rita Skeeter said heavily: "Obviously, what happened made him unable to even speak. ”

The third was Mr. Harvey Lutter, who taught for four months before resigning.

"Why did you leave?" Rita Skeeter asked him.

"I got a job." The young gentleman said lightly.

"What kind of work is it?" Rita Skeeter looked at him curiously.

"Algeria studies magical creatures there, and I love working outdoors." Harvey Retle smiled cheerfully, showing a mouthful of white teeth, and his tanned and shiny face stood out.

Rita Skeeter chose a photo of him in the desert for days without showering and shaving, and published it in the newspaper.

"I don't think I need to say any more." She said that a decent job as a professor at a big wizardry school in England would not keep the young man, and that he would rather do such a job, which is probably only possible in indescribably difficult circumstances.

The fourth was Mr. Carl Vosch, who looked very nice, with a red face, bright eyes, and a decent dress.

"Can you tell me why you quit?" Rita Skeeter asked.

"Because when I got to the castle, I realized how much I loved Woli! I can't live without her! I can't let her leave me! So I can't wait a day to quit my job and propose to her!! The agitated gentleman praised his lover with countless beautiful words.

"Obviously, if a family can give this gentleman more happiness, does this mean that Hogwarts did not give married wizards more job opportunities, or did not think much about unmarried wizards? As far as I know, only one of the current Hogwarts professors is married, which makes one wonder if the other professors will be able to satisfy their love lives at Hogwarts. Rita Skeeter said objectively, and published photos of several professors who are still unmarried in the newspaper, including Professor McGonagall.

"Oh God." Seeing this report, Paussy began to worry, "How's Professor McGonagall doing?" She asked Tom.

He was drinking his beef broth, and while eating salty bread, he said, "If you ask her how she feels, it's probably the same weather in London." After this report, there were many friends and relatives of Professor McGonagall's parents, friends, and relatives, all of whom remembered that the venerable lady was still single, and tried to introduce her to a suitable marriage, which made Professor McGonagall a feared professor at Hogwarts in a short period of time, and even Headmaster Dumbledore did not dare to joke about it in front of her.

Tom has been substitute teaching Defence Against the Dark Arts since Christmas, but no one has applied until the summer. Dumbledore had no choice but to invite Tom over for tea again, and said euphemistically, "I'm afraid there is no precedent for a professor to teach two subjects, and this is too hard for you." He asked him if he could teach Defence Against the Dark Arts if he wanted to, but not at the same time be a professor of the history of magic.

But Tom was used to it, and he liked the history of magic class so much that he thought it would be better to keep it as it was. He is a professor of the history of magic and occasionally works part-time in Defence Against the Dark Arts classes.

Because he has only now discovered that there are many things about wizarding history that the history of magic has not shown, such as the fairy wars. Of course, the history of wizarding magic is of course a positive image, but Tom does not understand it that way, in fact, since the Goblin Wars, wizards have expelled goblins and other magical creatures and become masters of the wizarding world, and even wizards have defined magical beings other than them as magical creatures, or 'magical creatures close to human intelligence'. This definition is of course derogatory, and there are many magical creatures that are not governed by the Ministry of Magic and wizards.

He redefined the history of magic with his own understanding, and after his explanation, it seemed that the history of magic that had always been the supremacy of wizards had a lot of unknown content. The students loved him very much.

In the fairy wars, Slytherin thinks that the Ministry of Magic and wizards are doing the right thing, because the winner is king, and the winner writes history, although biased, but it is a matter of course.

Ravenclaw, on the other hand, thinks that the Ministry of Magic, while sometimes stupid, is politically sensitive. At least in the wizarding world, there are few magical creatures that can compete with wizards, and this is victory.

Hufflepuff is only interested in small stories in history, and they ask Tom if the black fairy king is really the enemy of the white fairy king. So why do they work so well with each other during the war?

And the hot-blooded Gryffindor is more hostile to the Ministry of Magic than ever before!

'They are oppressors!' ’

In Tom's paper, more than eighty percent of Gryffindors believe that wizards have played an unglamorous role in the Goblin Wars.

This caused Tom to feel complicated, and then he felt like Gryffindor.

- What a bunch of cute kids they are!

"I can't live without them now." Tom said to Dumbledore.

The old wizard let out a long sigh, not knowing which one to worry about: "...... Well, Tom, just listen to you. ”

As a result, Hogwarts still needs a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.