Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

Li Wei waved goodbye to the reluctant little Thestral and returned to the Great Hall.

The moment he sat down, he saw his two roommates listlessly eating breakfast.

"Did you two hear the Fwooper's cries last night? You both look exhausted!"

he asked Anthony and Michael curiously.

"More or less," Anthony said weakly.

"To me, Snape's poisonous tongue is even scarier than a Fwooper's cries!"

Michael answered Li Wei along with Anthony.

Li Wei immediately understood what had happened.

At the welcome-back feast, Headmaster Dumbledore had kept everyone in suspense over who would succeed as the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Over the past few days, every young wizard in the school had been gathering information related to it.

They all knew that the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor was cursed. Whoever took the post could not last a full year, so they were curious about the new professor's identity.

The answer was soon revealed:

According to news from the upperclassmen, Headmaster Dumbledore planned to have the heads of the four Houses jointly share the Defense Against the Dark Arts classes.

Over the past few days, the third-, fourth-, and fifth-year Defense Against the Dark Arts classes had been taught by Professor Sprout, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Flitwick respectively, and the reviews had been glowing!

However, the professors responsible for the first and seventh years, as well as the second and sixth years, had yet to be decided.

Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor Snape—two utterly extreme possibilities—were presented to the young wizards in those four years.

First-year wizards like Anthony and Michael had all been praying to Merlin that Headmaster Dumbledore, rather than Professor Snape, would be the one teaching them.

But judging from Michael and Anthony's miserable expressions now, the answer was already obvious!

"Harry Potter!"