Chapter 457: Really Delicious? A Very Easy Teaching Task (1/2)

Chapter 457 Really good? A very easy teaching task

"I'll teach you Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Aaron's eyes widened in surprise, "Are you serious?"

The three of them nodded in unison, with certainty in their nervous expressions.

"Wait, wait.

Sit down first, let me take a break!

Harry and the other two looked at each other and sat at the same table with Aaron.

"Because Umbridge doesn't teach well, you want me to be your teacher?"

"You can understand it that way.

Although it's a bit sudden, we all agree that you are the most suitable."

"Haha! I really don't understand where you get the nerve to say such things."

Ron's face flushed slightly, "Is there a problem?"

"It's a big problem." Aaron looked at him speechlessly, and said angrily: "You are the youngest son of the Weasley family, a pure-blood wizard family, and your talent is good enough to be called excellent in Hogwarts.

Your two elder brothers are seventh-year wizards who are about to graduate, your best friend Harry Potter can summon a complete Patronus to repel Dementors, and Hermione Granger is one of the top three students in the school. Can't all of these teach you together? "

Ron:......

It seems to be fine, but I feel a little depressed.

"Ahem!" Hermione coughed, "That's not what I meant.

Ron's talent aside, his academic performance is obvious to all. If it weren't for Mrs. Weasley's spurring, he would have let himself go long ago."

"Hermione." Ron opened his mouth and said angrily, "How can you say that?"

This is the truth... and let yourself go? Doesn't he have any face?

"Sorry, but if you want to copy my homework, shut up first. "

Ron's mouth twitched, and he looked at Harry aggrievedly.

He felt as if his heart was stabbed for some reason, and it hurt so much.

Harry shook his head at him sympathetically, saying that he could do nothing to help, after all, Ron was not the only one who needed to copy homework.

"It is true that George and Fred are seventh-year students, but they are busy with their own careers and don't pay much attention to their studies. They have only passed three ordinary wizard level exams.

As for Harry and I... we know our own abilities, and together we probably don't have half of yours."

"I can understand that you don't want to waste time on theory, but you and Harry together are enough to get a good grade in the exam, so you don't need my help."

"Don't play dumb, okay?" Hermione was amused by Aaron's perfunctory attitude, "You know what we want is not the test scores, but the practical ability.

We have to prepare for the fight against the mysterious man, but we didn't expect the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher to be so irresponsible. "

"Well..." Aaron hesitated for a while, then said hesitantly: "I almost understand what you mean. Your practical ability is not bad, especially Harry, who has fought with Voldemort."

"I can't compare to you. You..."

Harry's voice stopped halfway through his words.

Because Abe was looking at him with harmless eyes, but his two front paws had already revealed sharp claws.

"What's wrong with me?" Aaron said playfully, "You keep talking!"

Gulp!

Harry swallowed hard.

He didn't think Abe would attack him, but he didn't dare to bet. The lethality of a dragon was much more terrible than Umbridge's confinement.

"Nothing?"

Aaron gave him a 'sensible' look, and then said: "It's better not to spread false statements about me casually, otherwise tomorrow you will find that all the students in Slytherin will declare that someone's brain is out of order. "

Harry Potter:......

What is this? A blatant warning?

"What's wrong with you two?" Hermione looked at the two suspiciously, always feeling that they were hiding something from them.

"That's not important." Aaron waved his hand casually.

"Anyway, we need you now. You have dealt with Vol... Voldemort several times." Hermione said with a wry smile, self-deprecatingly: "After so long, I still can't easily pronounce his name.

You and Harry know the mysterious man best, you even know him better than Harry, so it's most appropriate for you to teach us the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. "

"But I'm really busy!

It's okay to give you some pointers occasionally, but systematic teaching is really a bit too much. "

This year, he added two difficult magic circle courses to himself without knowing why, plus the homework assigned by the teacher, the tasks of the class leader... If it weren't for the free time of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, even with the thought body to share the pressure, he would be a bit stretched.

"Would you please think about it? "Hermione said patiently, "We made a great decision to come to you."

"Well... I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Aaron didn't give a clear answer, picked up Abe and turned to leave.

"Does this count as a rejection?" Ron asked tentatively.

"I think so!"

"What do you know?" Hermione glared at the two of them angrily, "If there is no clear rejection, there is a chance. He will figure it out sooner or later."

......

After returning to the dormitory, Aaron sat down on the chair calmly, "Being a prefect is tiring enough. Teaching them Defense Against the Dark Arts is like a donkey pulling a millstone.

I think they will give up after a while. If it doesn't work, I can only refuse in person.

I would rather starve to death, die outside, or drown in the Black Lake than be a teacher."

However, this firm determination began to waver after a few days.

[Be a conscientious prefect (from now to the end of this semester);

Complete the task to reward 1200 magic points, no penalty for failure; accepted]

[Teach students who are willing to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts (required to fulfill the teacher's responsibilities);

Complete the task to reward 500 magic points, no penalty for failure, do you accept? 】

Aaron looked at the second system task that finally appeared, and felt a sudden pain in his teeth.

Damn! This flag can't be set casually.

"System, please translate for me, what does this mean?

I am the class leader, after all, I can accept this salary.

But the teacher... is too much!"

"This is to improve the host's ability." The system said righteously, "Being able to teach others and mastering by yourself are two levels, and the host can also review the old and learn the new during the teaching process!"

"Who are you fooling?" Aaron curled his lips in disdain, "Review the old and learn the new, I haven't even learned the new now, how can I have time to teach them."

"The host can choose not to accept it."

"Humph! Accepting it is not impossible, but isn't 500 magic points too little?"

"The host can choose not to accept it if he doesn't think highly of it. After all, he can earn it back by signing in at Hogwarts for 50 days."

Fuck!

Fifty days, it's easy to say, what he lacks now is time.

Aaron secretly complained in his heart and continued: "The class leader has 1,200 points, and the teacher only has 500 points. Isn't this inappropriate?"

"Correction, it's a temporary teacher." The system emphasized, "The host does not need to prepare teaching materials, and the time is also decided by himself. The teaching task is dozens of times easier than that of a real teacher."

"Even if you say so..."

"The host can choose not to accept it." The system said again, the voice is fearless.

Aaron looked at the task panel and gritted his teeth helplessly.

No matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat. Five hundred magic points are enough for him to save two months of hard work.

"Is there any requirement for the number of students?" Aaron asked in a deep voice.

After all, his energy is limited, and there must be a lot of students willing to learn the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. If there are too many people, let alone five hundred magic points, even one thousand... he will have to hesitate.

"More than one."

"Oh! Humanized, I like it." Aaron raised his eyebrows and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. This task doesn't seem to be so tiring.

"Then are there any age requirements for students?"

"No."

"Accept, accept decisively." Aaron said a little anxiously. The number of students, age and even teaching time are determined by him, so what is the difference between these 500 magic points and free gifts.

Thinking of this, he excitedly walked out of the dormitory and came to the Slytherin common room.

He flipped out the list of Slytherin students from a bookcase and began to look for students.

He decisively gave up on the junior wizards. These students may not even know the basic levitation spell. Teaching them would be pure trouble for himself.

As for senior wizards, they can't be accepted. They are busy with exams and job hunting after graduation. They may not have time to learn Defense Against the Dark Arts, and they probably don't want to find someone younger than themselves as a teacher.

"Fourth grade, or fifth grade?"

Aaron thought to himself, silently dividing the age line.

In addition to age, students' personality and talent are also very important.

With a gentle temperament and excellent talent, he doesn't have to spend much effort to teach. But if he finds a student with poor talent and bad temper, it will be twice the result with half the effort.

Gradually, he locked his eyes on the fourth-year student, Celine McKeon. This junior girl met his requirements very well. She had good talent, good personality, good looks, and was motivated. Most importantly, she respected him very much.

"Celine, come here, I have something to talk to you about."

"What's wrong, senior?"

"What do you think of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class?"

"This..." Celine hesitated for a moment, and a tangled look flashed across her pretty face.

"Don't worry, just say whatever you want to say." Aaron said calmly, "I don't care about Umbridge."

Xilin nodded slightly and whispered, "I really think she is not worthy of being our teacher. The most important thing about the Defense Against the Dark Arts class is practice, but she actually asked us to learn theory. Fortunately, our O.W.L.s. exam is in the next school year, otherwise we will definitely not pass this course."

"Well... you are right." Aaron paused and said solemnly, "I plan to teach you Defense Against the Dark Arts. Are you willing to learn?"

Xilin was stunned for a moment, and her face flushed instantly after she reacted.

What's going on?

It fell from the sky and hit her head accurately. This surprise came too suddenly.

Seeing her excited look, Aaron shook his head speechlessly, "Are you willing to learn?"

"Yes, of course.

Senior, I'm presumptuous to ask, are you the only student you have accepted?"

"At present." Aaron said seriously, "After all, I still have very high requirements for students. Maybe this is the tradition of Slytherin!"

Xilin smiled even happier, and her eyes looking at Aaron became brighter.

"Then teacher..."

"Just call me senior!"

"Okay, senior, when do we start class?" Celine said with lowered eyelids, "Where is the class? Senior's dormitory? I heard from Malfoy that you have a single room..."

"Stop it." Aaron's forehead was covered with a few black lines. He knew that this was his little fangirl, but what she said was too damn frivolous.

You are only a 14-year-old girl, do you have to be so open-minded?

"Don't think about these things in the future. We are just classmates, that's all. Do you understand?"

Celine blinked and agreed.

There is a long way to go. She is the only female student of the senior now, and there may be opportunities in the future.

"Let's set the time on Saturday or Sunday. You can come to see me when you are free. As for the location... I will inform you in time after I think about it."

"Isn't it the senior's dormitory?"

Aaron's mouth twitched, and his tone became a little more severe, "No, if you have this idea again, I don't mind changing a student."

"Got it." Xilin stuck out her tongue in dismay, and then ran back to the girls' dormitory with a book in her arms.

"Too much charm is not a good thing." Aaron couldn't help but sigh secretly as he looked at her cheerful back. Since the Three-Wizard Tournament, he felt more and more deeply. Boys really have to protect themselves outside.

After dinner on Friday night, Aaron just returned to the common room and sat down, and Xilin came up.

She took out a box, opened it and handed it to Abe.

Slurp!

Abe looked at the chicken legs in the box, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and then looked at his master eagerly.

"Eat!" Aaron said helplessly.

Abe immediately smiled and jumped onto the table to show off tonight's midnight snack.

"Senior, what time tomorrow?" Celine asked embarrassedly, "Where is the location?"

"After breakfast in the morning, the location is set in the Potions classroom."

"Will Professor Snape agree?" Celine was a little worried.

"Don't worry." Aaron waved his hand indifferently, "Professor Snape is still very tolerant of Slytherin, I just need to say hello to him."

......

The next morning, the auditorium.

Celine sat opposite Aaron with a smile, feeding Abe from time to time.

"You two..." Draco asked curiously, "When did you get together?"

"It's not what you think." Aaron said unhappily, "I don't want to think about this kind of problem before I was sixteen."

"Really?" Draco raised his eyebrows playfully, and looked meaningfully at Celine who was communicating with Abe in a friendly manner.

In his impression, the only woman who could play so well with this dragon besides Hermione was Aaron's sister. Now there was suddenly a beautiful Slytherin, and it was hard for him not to be suspicious.

Aaron knew he didn't believe it when he saw him like this, but he didn't care. He rolled his eyes and went to the teacher's seat to find Professor Snape.

In fact, with his relationship with Professor Snape, he didn't need to ask for his approval to use the Potions classroom, but now there was a senior investigator in the school, and following the process could avoid complications.