"Good morning, everyone."
Bathed in the bright morning sunlight, Tver strode into the long-unvisited Arena. Compared with him, however, the students were looking forward to today's class even more.
"Huh?"
Tver blinked. It was not until Dumbledore and Grindelwald, seated in the stands, smiled and waved at him that he realized this was not an illusion.
For some reason, the stands were packed with a huge crowd of people who had come to sit in on the lesson!
All the school staff, former staff members (Lupin), officials from the Ministry of Magic (Barty, Marvolio), members of the Wizards' Union (Fudge, Babajide, Viktor Krum)...
Tver even spotted Rita Skeeter taking pictures and Frost fumbling to set up a camera.
So Catherine clapping excitedly and Joanne grabbing her by the neck no longer seemed strange to Tver at all.
"They heard you were personally teaching the students their graduation class and thought it would be the final lesson of your teaching career, so they all rushed over."
Cynthia appeared behind him at just the right moment and explained in a low voice.
"...Thanks."
Tver looked at the vast crowd before him with mixed feelings.
To accommodate the students who had not made it into the advanced class, he had already made an exception and allowed all seventh-years in the school to attend.
And now, for no apparent reason, a group of adults had popped up as well, along with a child who would be starting school in a few years!
Fortunately, Tver was already used to speaking in front of large crowds. If it had been someone else, they would probably have been completely flustered by now!
"P-Professor, we don't need to do anything today, do we?" Seamus asked haltingly.
"No. Why?"
"N-Nothing," Seamus and the students around him immediately breathed a