A Promising Talent for Beauty Potions

"I really couldn't understand what Dumbledore was thinking..."

Manus rubbed the bridge of his nose. It hadn't been just a day or two since the actions of the greatest wizard of the century had become impossible to fathom.

Perhaps Dumbledore had other plans, considerations Manus could not yet reach. But it was equally possible that his emotional wizarding mindset had simply come up with some incomprehensible idea.

By now, Manus had fully accepted the diversity of wizarding thought.

Tracey had asked to meet him, probably because there had been further developments regarding the previous Divination class, but they would have to wait until Saturday evening. There was no need to pay it much attention for now; he could simply let time move forward as normal.

The second class that afternoon was Defense Against the Dark Arts. Upon entering the classroom, Manus gave the professor at the front a careful look.

This time, it was not Hicks teaching them, but Staky, whom he had first met on the grass beside the castle.

He had heard that this term's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor had originally been meant to be Hicks alone, but Hicks had insisted that she did not have time for fixed teaching duties, which was why Professor Staky had joined them.

He had no idea where that information had come from...

According to what Staky had said last time, she would become Hogwarts' Potions professor in the future. Perhaps other factors were involved as well.

Come to think of it, with two different professors teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts at the same time, who would the Curse ultimately land on?

Manus sat in an empty seat in the third row and took out his textbook.

"Professor?"

Manus looked up at Staky, who had walked over to stand