Hiding in Hogwarts as a professor

“Speaking of which, you should be the most depressed person, right?”

Walking in the empty auditorium, Tver suddenly said to Harry.

Harry, who was still a little confused, opened his mouth and looked at the smiling professor, not knowing what to say for a moment.

“Obviously you didn’t put your name in, but you have to bear the responsibility of a warrior, and you have to endure the incomprehension and criticism that is coming.”

Harry listened with some confusion. He still didn’t know what kind of challenges his extra warrior would face.

“You want to believe me?”

Tver chuckled helplessly, feeling that his own inoculation resulted in such a cute question.

“Harry, I am your teacher. I know your strength very well. Although you have made great progress in three years of study, you are still not able to hide from the Goblet of Fire.”

Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

For him, the biggest misunderstanding at this time was just this.

As for the dangers of the game, he thought that he had encountered a lot in the past few years, so he wouldn’t catch another basilisk and let him chop it, right?

Thinking that he could also become a warrior representing Hogwarts, Harry grinned happily.

“Thank you for your understanding. Maybe I have to work harder so that you can feel that I have reached such a level of strength!”

“Then work hard~”

At the door of the auditorium, Tver waved goodbye to an elated Harry.

The moment Harry’s figure disappeared, Tver said lightly: “I hope you can be so relaxed in the future…”

…

The criticism came faster and weirder than expected.

From the next day, the students knew the fact that there were five warriors in this competition, and also knew that Tver would participate in the competition as a performance.

This caused everyone’s discussion about the game to rise sharply.

Yes, the night before everyone was thinking about how the professor would hold the cup and how he would spend the galleons.

After all, in everyone’s eyes, no matter which school a student is from, they will not think that their own warrior can compare to a professor.

Especially for such a powerful professor!

It’s different now. The professor is willing to compete without affecting the competitive atmosphere of the competition. It’s simply the best of both worlds!

So everyone suddenly began to discuss the upcoming competition events and the performance of the warriors with great interest.

But it’s different from Tver.

Harry, the sudden fourth warrior, faced doubts that made him breathless.

“Professor, please help Harry.”

After a few days, Hermione couldn’t stand everyone’s pointing fingers at Harry, so after class, she pulled Harry to the podium and asked for help from Tweel, who was packing up the test papers.

Seeing the test papers neatly gathered up and flying into the paper bag, Tver glanced at Harry, who had his head lowered.

His face was full of sullenness, but he still pursed his lips stubbornly.

This is not the first time he has experienced such criticism. When he was in second grade, many people suspected that he was the heir to the secret room.

Tver still remembers that after learning the truth, many people came to him and apologized.

Therefore, even though everyone in Hufflepuff now thinks that Harry has stolen the spotlight from Cedric the Warriors and everyone does not trust him, Harry can still bear it in his heart.

The only thing that made him sad was Ron.

“I thought you were mentally prepared to face this.” Tver picked up the test paper bag and led the two of them towards the office.

“I…I thought that if I told the truth, they would understand, especially Ron, who is not as good as Malfoy!” Harry said a little aggrievedly.

“Hey Potter, are you ready for the death test?”

Say Malfoy, Malfoy arrives.

Draco also came to the door of Tver’s office and waited as soon as get out of class was over.

He was still a little unhappy while holding his schoolbag, but when he saw Harry, a gloating smile appeared on his face.

Draco was probably the only student in the school, other than Hermione, who was willing to believe that Harry hadn’t actively put his name in it.

It’s not that he still trusts Harry, it’s just that he doesn’t think Harry has the strength…

But for Harry, it was barely a consolation.

“Shut up, Malfoy!” He glared at him forcefully, as if he wanted to vent his depression on him.

“It’s much better than you, at least you don’t even have a chance to have your name voted in by others!”

Draco paused immediately, a trace of anger appearing on his face.

“That’s… that’s because I’m not as annoying as you!”

Harry chuckled slightly and said nothing.

But it stung Draco more than any words could.

“Asshole—ouch!”

“Ouch!”

Tver withdrew the hand that hit the two of them on the head and walked into the office first.

“Stop making trouble and come in quickly, or do you plan to stay at the door?”

Hermione covered her mouth and followed behind with a smile. Harry and Draco glared at each other angrily and pushed each other into the office.

As a result, Hermione was already sitting on the only chair in front of Tver’s desk, leaving only the small sofa next to them.

The two looked at each other with disgust and sat awkwardly on opposite ends of the sofa.

“Well, there is always such a thing as not understanding. As long as you don’t have absolute evidence or strength, there will always be people who question you.” Tver gave Harry a glass of pumpkin juice.

“Speaking of which, I was quite strange in Durmstrang, and few people were willing to communicate with me.”

At the beginning, he was gloomy and unwilling to communicate with others. He was either in class or reading books all day long.

That look would be considered weird even among dark wizards, not to mention that Durmstrang’s students are far from being called dark wizards.

So naturally, it attracted a lot of criticism.

Campus violence is unavoidable in any school.

Harry looked up in surprise.

“Then how did you solve it?”

“Have absolute strength.”

Tver looked at him with a smile.

In terms of school violence, the only good part of Durmstrang is that it can turn school violence into formal violence…

“…”

The three of them fell silent immediately. Thinking of the professor’s strength and the standing arena, Harry couldn’t help but observe a second of silence for the students who provoked the professor.

But the shift of attention actually made him feel a lot better.

“And that’s not what you have to think about now,” Tver continued. “What you have to do is think about how to deal with the first event.”

“As Draco just said, this is a project that is likely to bring you death threats.”

Harry’s heart suddenly trembled, and Hermione even more so. She stood up quickly, drank all the pumpkin juice in the glass, and pulled Harry out.

“Thank you for your enlightenment, Professor, I will take Harry to practice magic now!”

“What about you?” Twil turned his eyes to Draco.

Just now he saw Hermione looking worried about Harry, and he actually saw a hint of envy in Draco’s eyes!