On the second day after the official start of term, Wade was just like the "Wade" of last semester—he did not set foot in a single classroom where lessons were being taught.
For him now, sitting properly in a classroom for lessons was a waste of time. Experiencing it once or twice was fine, but doing so every day would be too foolish.
He had the class schedules of every professor. Wade spread the long parchment scroll out in the dormitory, used a Sticking Charm to affix it to the wall, and swept his gaze across the densely packed times.
In the year they had enrolled, the Heads of all four Houses had taught that year group, and they had remained unchanged for several years. The reason was self-evident.
Wade was glad that he and Harry were the same age.
Because Dumbledore had assigned Hogwarts's best teaching staff to this cohort, though most people might not have realized it so clearly.
At Hogwarts, some subjects had the same professor for every year, such as Defense Against the Dark Arts—the Headmaster was already doing his utmost just to find the school a new professor every year. There was no option of rotating replacements.
Other subjects actually had two or three professors teaching them, such as Herbology or Transfiguration Class.
That was why Professor Sprout could manage several Greenhouses while still teaching them three Herbology classes every week.
But even with other professors or assistants sharing the workload, Wade's professors still had plenty to do. Aside from a few elective courses, every professor taught at least twenty classes a week.
That did not sound like much.
But besides teaching, as this was a boarding school, the professors also had to patrol at night, prepare teaching materials, purchase supplies, maintain discipline, deal with