Chapter 896: Hogwarts Learning Panel Chapter 389

However, I am happy to announce that the person who will fill his position is none other than Rubeus Haige, who has agreed to accept this teaching position in addition to his duties as Gamekeeper."

At the long table, Jia Siting, Hemin, and others looked at each other in surprise.

Then they also applauded with everyone else, and the applause at the Gryffindor table was particularly enthusiastic.

Sean looked to his left and could see Haige's face turning red, his eyes lowered looking at his own large hands, a big smile hidden behind that messy, tangled black beard.

"We should have known!"

Luo En was shouting loudly while pounding the table,

"Who else would make us prepare a book that bites?"

Sean and the others were the last to stop applauding, at which point Professor Dumbledore started speaking again; they saw Haige wiping his eyes with a tablecloth.

"Alright, there is one last important thing left."

Dumbledore said.

The young wizards all waited in anticipation, waiting for Headmaster Dumbledore's final news.

What could it be?

Hogwarts had three new wizards, one Professor Lu Ping, oh, not many people knew him...

One Gamekeeper, Haige, everyone was very familiar with him; the Christmas tree was decorated by him every year...

As for Mr. Green, Merlin, would there still be anyone who didn't know him?

Even the new young wizards?

More importantly, dear Mr. Green was the Potions teaching assistant.

If kind Mr. Green was by Professor Sineipu's side, surely their Potions class wouldn't be that terrifying anymore, right?

"I say, did Sean move his classroom from the book to the dungeon?"

Luo En asked Harry somewhat excitedly.

"At least when we ask difficult questions, we won't get—'What could possibly penetrate that elm-wood head of yours?'"

Harry imitated Sineipu vividly.

"That's true—"

Luo En laughed out loud.

"The last thing, it's still about our dear Mr. Green.

Rubeus Haige told us he needed an assistant to help him look after the Forbidden Forest and prepare for lessons.

When he was distressed, our dear Mr. Green extended his helping hand.

Then naturally, the last thing is to welcome Mr. Green as our Care of Magical Creatures teaching assistant and Forbidden Forest Keeper—"

Dumbledore said, blinking.

"Great—"

Beside the Gryffindor long table, Fred and George shouted excitedly.

The wizards also applauded excitedly.

Occasionally, a first-year young wizard would ask in a low voice, and the older wizards would enthusiastically explain:

"Mr. Green can't be qualified as a Care of Magical Creatures teaching assistant?

You must not have finished reading all of Green's Notes.

You know, the people who co-edited *Green's Notes: History of Magical Creatures* include Master Newt Scamander!

He called Mr. Green the most talented wizard he had seen in the last fifty years, and it is said that Mr. Green also studied under Master Newt Scamander for a period of time—they still keep in touch by letter to this day."

That Gryffindor said this, and then heard giggling in his ear.

"The Forbidden Forest of the Great Green—"

Fred said to George in a low voice.

"The unobstructed Forbidden Forest—"

George winked.

"That's it—let the feast begin!"

Headmaster Dumbledore opened his arms.

Suddenly, the golden plates and goblets in front of the wizards were filled with food and drinks.

This was Sean's first time dining at the high table; he was too short, and only half of his head was visible above the table.

He heard Professor Sineipu snort, and the chair silently grew taller.

This made Lu Ping, who had just taken out his wand, feel incredible.

Just like the young wizard becoming a Potions teaching assistant—that Sineipu would make such a choice... it was unbelievable.

Sean didn't know the myriad guesses in Lu Ping's heart; he just found that the view from the high table was very open, and he could see the dining situation of all the young wizards.

Sean saw Harry and the others, who had a great appetite, taking a portion of everything they could reach and eating and drinking heartily.

The Great Hall echoed with laughter and the sound of knives and forks clashing.

However, Harry, Jia Siting, and the others were in a hurry to finish eating so they could go talk to Haige and Sean.

They knew how important it was for Haige to become a teacher.

Haige wasn't a fully qualified wizard; he was expelled from Hogwarts in his third year for a trumped-up charge.

It was Sean who led them to clear Haige's name last semester.

As for Sean, Sean was always like this, doing things that left them dumbfounded without saying a word.

Finally, the last few pumpkin pies on the large golden platter disappeared, and Dumbledore announced that everyone could go to bed, and they finally had the opportunity.

"Congratulations, Haige!"

They walked to the teachers' table, and Hemin shouted loudly.

"Thanks to you few."

Haige said, wiping his oily cheeks with a napkin, looking up at them,

"Can't believe it... truly an amazing person, Dumbledore... Professor Kettleburn said he had enough, and Dumbledore came directly to me... this is exactly what I have always wanted..."

He was so excited he couldn't control himself, burying his face in the napkin.

"Sean..."

They looked at Sean again; the young wizard's chair was too high, and he seemed to be propped up on the chair.

They saw Sean tap the chair gently, and the chair magically sank toward the lower level.

"This is..."

This scene made Harry and the others rub their eyes.

"Some simple Transfiguration."

Sean said, getting off the chair.

A little trick often used by Ravenclaws, a wandless version of Transfiguration.

It was also a simple and convenient ancient magic, mainly aimed at "dead object" to "dead object" transformation.

It belonged to the primary Transfiguration in Transfiguration...

But such casting could also add a full ten points of Master-level Transfiguration proficiency.

It seemed the panel was always urging him to explore deeper realms of magic.

"This is not simple."

Luo En retracted his chin, forgetting to even ask when Sean decided to take a position at Hogwarts.

The second morning of school.

Sean was preparing to go to his first Potions class.

But not as a student.

Potions class was held in a dungeon classroom.

It was colder here than in the main castle building above, and the glass jars placed along the walls, with animal specimens soaked inside, made you shiver even more.

The first-year young wizards who came along the way had already shrunk their necks.

Professor Sineipu stood on the podium early, the thin morning light accompanied by wisps of mist illuminating his face.

His eyes were as black as Haige's, but without Haige's warmth.

His eyes were cold, hollow, making you think of two pitch-black tunnels.

This made the newly enrolled Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs even more uneasy.

It wasn't until they saw that Ravenclaw senior who couldn't even show his head when approaching the lecture table that they felt a bit better.

"I heard the Potions professor is the most terrifying professor at Hogwarts."

A Ravenclaw said to his companion in an extremely low voice.

"May Mr. Green protect us."

The timid Ravenclaw young witch looked at Sean.

Sean was in a somewhat raw state, and thinking about what he was going to do in a moment, he sighed slightly.

"Mr. Green sighed!"

The timid young wizard whispered.

Her companion looked up in horror, her gaze filled with the meaning that they were done for.

"Speak..."

Professor Sineipu examined the shivering young wizards for a few seconds and said to Sean.

"You are here to learn the precise science and strict craftsmanship of this potion preparation."

The Ravenclaws heard their senior speaking.

His voice was slightly higher than a whisper, but everyone heard every word he said.

His tone carried flatness and imperceptible helplessness, but the young wizards didn't think so.

They were completely intimidated.

"Since there is no silly waving of wands here, many of you won't believe this is magic.

I... Professor Sineipu does not expect you to truly grasp the wonderful beauty of the cauldron simmering over a slow fire, emitting white smoke and drifting out bursts of fragrance.

You will not truly understand the liquid flowing into people's blood vessels, that magical power that makes people's hearts flutter and their wills blur...

Professor Sineipu... and I can teach you how to increase your prestige, brew glory, and even stop death—but there must be one condition, and that is that you cannot be the kind of idiots and fools we often encounter."

After Sean finished his short opening statement, the whole class was silent.

Sean himself didn't expect that the first thing he inherited from Professor Sineipu would be the opening statement of the Potions class.

This made him wonder, could the professor's opening statement also be inherited?

Are all Potions Masters like this?

In the time that followed, Potions class became the most agonizing course for the freshmen. If it weren't for a Ravenclaw senior pointing things out everywhere, they sadly believed they might not have been able to survive in the classroom.

Until they walked out of the dungeon, Sean could hear the sighs of the students beside him.

"Is Professor Sineipu the most terrifying professor you've ever seen?"

A young wizard asked his companion.

His companion nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"Is Mr. Green the gentlest wizard you've ever seen?"

That young wizard asked quietly again.