Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Yang An didn't know that Dumbledore seemed to have heard a different prophecy.

He has something more important to consider now.
Much more important than arguing with Dumbledore.
That is.
——Where should he sleep tonight?

Standing in the corridor on the seventh floor of the castle.

Yang An was a little annoyed. He shouldn't have left so quickly. He should at least ask Dumbledore where to stay that night.

The Slytherin common room? Or maybe the professors' dormitory behind the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Fortunately, Yang An’s dilemma was soon resolved.

Yang An had just walked down two flights of stairs and was about to go back to the dormitory when he turned the corner and saw Professor Snape, who was on night patrol.

He was like a black bat, his black robe fluttering as he walked, like a bat spreading its wings, silently.

"teacher."

Yang An's eyes lit up and he quickly greeted him.

"Oh? Have you finished talking to the principal?"

Snape noticed Yang An, slowed down his pace, and walked in front of Yang An.
"Well, the principal asked me to leave first." Yang An replied, "Teacher, are you on duty?"

Snape raised his neck and glanced at Yang An, then said slowly, "Now that you have become the teacher of Defense Against the Dark Arts, it seems unnecessary to call me ~teacher~ anymore."

When Yang An saw Snape's expression, he immediately realized that his arrogant thoughts had come back again.

“Once a teacher, always a father. Teacher will always be my teacher.”

"Besides, it's still unclear whether it's a blessing or a curse for a student to become a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher."

As he said this, Yang An spread his hands and pretended to sigh, "Maybe next year I will leave the academy for various reasons."

Hearing this, Snape's expressionless, icy face finally melted a little, and he said with disdain.

"That's just nonsense. Those who are not strong enough will not be able to stay in Hogwarts for long."

As he spoke, Snape's expression showed some more contempt.

Snape was right. Just think about the kind of people who used to hold this teaching position.

The coward Chigurh, the narcissist Harold, and the werewolf Lupin.

Except for the werewolf Lupin, the first two are either capable but don't teach, or have no ability at all and teach randomly.

Looking at the teachers of other subjects, some are masters of Transfiguration, registered legal Animagus, some are champions of dueling competitions for many consecutive years, some are professors of herbal cultivation, and some are top masters of potions.

With this comparison, it’s no wonder that the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher is often replaced. It gives people the feeling that I can do it too.

"Come on, from today you will move from the Slytherin common room to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom."

Snape said, turning around first.

Yang An hurriedly followed.

"What about those bags I left in the lounge?"

"The house elves have already moved it there for you."

Yang An nodded, "Actually, living in the Slytherin common room is not bad."

I wonder what it feels like to live in the teacher's dormitory and the student lounge.

Slytherin is a place where strength is supreme, everything is based on strength and bloodline

Of course, this has its downsides. Many mavericks will be targeted or bullied here and are more likely to be bullied.

But there are also good things. As long as you are strong enough and have a solid background, you can get special treatment that exceeds other students.

For example, Yang An

The place where he sleeps now is the special dormitory for the class leader. Not only is it luxuriously decorated, but it is also a whole suite that is given to him alone.

This was because he defeated three prefects.

If I change it rashly now, I might not even be able to feel comfortable staying in the prefect's dormitory.

Hearing Yang An's regretful words, Snape curled his lips and glanced at him sideways, "If you can use your pursuit of these useless things to improve yourself, your strength will definitely be stronger than it is now."

Yang An disagreed and retorted with a smile, "I think it's not wrong to combine work and rest and pursue something in life."

Snape took Yang An to the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom and left.

In fact, he only needed to tell Yang An, it was not like Yang An couldn't find the way.

On the way, Snape talked to Yang An a lot about teaching. I guess he was actually a little worried that Yang An wouldn't be able to handle those students.

Professor Snape, who looks cold but has a soft heart.

After bidding farewell to Professor Snape, who had been so well-intentioned towards his disciple, Yang An turned and walked into his future office and classroom.

I can see that the classroom is clean and tidy, compared to the messy appearance when I left last semester. This must be the work of the house-elves downstairs.

Yang An walked through the classroom step by step, climbed the stairs and entered the cubicle. Just across the wall was his future dormitory.

open the door.

"what?"

Yang An was a little surprised. The room was completely different from how it looked when Lupin left last semester.

The living room is decorated in dark green with silver or gold, giving off a mysterious and noble feeling. The fireplace has been lit, and the snow-capped mountain pine wood is crackling and burning, bringing with it bursts of fragrance.

Outside the window, you can see the bright moon hanging high in the sky, most of the castle, part of the lake, and the surrounding mountains.

One of the two rooms on the left is the master bedroom, which is basically the same as the class leader's bedroom that Yang An has lived in for the past three years, and even the decoration has become almost the same. The next door is the office and study, and on the right is the washroom and toilet.

This was probably tailor-made for him. Yang An had been here several times, once when he was in Lockhart, which was in the second grade.

Lockhart, the introverted man, worked directly in the living room and decorated it as a fan meeting venue.

Then came Lupin's time, when the decoration here was very simple, even a little shabby.

Lupin also works directly in the living room and sleeps here.

Every teacher has his or her own style.

“It looks good.” Yang An untied the cloak on his body and threw it casually. The cloak automatically flew to the hanger as if by magic.

Yang An sat down in the soft cushioned armchair next to the fireplace and let out a long breath facing the fire.

There was a flash of thought in his eyes.

I began to wonder what Dumbledore was up to.

Yang An was certain that Dumbledore had definitely noticed the existence of the power behind him, so this time it was not just a personal conversation between him and Yang An, but more like a clash between two organizations.

Dumbledore seemed to have no intention of facing the provocation from Yang An, or the new organization 'Nidhoggr'.

In other words, the teaching position was an olive branch thrown by Dumbledore.

"Want to cooperate?"

Yang An asked himself softly, it seemed that Dumbledore had this idea, perhaps his target was the Dark Lord who had not yet returned, and he did not want to provoke a conflict.

Yang An's acceptance of the teaching position today was unintentionally an acceptance of the olive branch thrown by Dumbledore.

There is no obvious conflict between the two forces.

The biggest difference may be that Yang An is more radical and wants more, but if he succeeds, the members of the Order of the Phoenix under Dumbledore can also benefit.

Dumbledore established the Order of the Phoenix more to resist the threat of the Dark Lord and had no intention of changing the existing order.

"Forget it, since I've already accepted it, let's just leave it at that for now."

Yang An tapped his forehead with his finger, then finally opened his dark eyes and spoke softly.

Although Nidhogg was ordered to move, it was better not to have a direct conflict with the elderly Dumbledore if possible. Uniting all the people who can be united is very important for success.

"Since you are a teacher, you must teach your students well."

Yang An thought about it, and pulled out his wand and pointed it at the blazing fire.

"boom!"

The fire in the fireplace suddenly grew brighter.

Yang An cleared his throat, "Let Bo Ke see me."

Soon, the fire in the fireplace dimmed, and the red charcoal could be seen gradually turning into a human face.

It was Mr. Burke, the current big money man of the Ministry of Magic.

But one could see that the face made of charcoal was full of respect, completely different from Bock's previous reserved and slightly arrogant look.

"Boss, you're looking for me?"

"I need some special magical creatures to use as teaching aids." Yang An said with a smile.

"Teaching aids?" Bock looked a little confused.

Yang An shrugged, "Dumbledore hasn't found a suitable Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, so I'm the temporary teacher now."

The expression on Bock's face changed from confusion to surprise. "Merlin, this is amazing. I have never heard of this."

"But it has happened now, hasn't it?" Yang An interrupted Bo Ke and said casually, "So I need some dark magic creatures or magical creatures."

Bock immediately assured, "Don't worry, sir. I will order my men to search for it now and try to find it before tomorrow."

Yang An shook his head, "Don't be so anxious, you can go slower. I don't think I will need these things in the first class."

The tension on Bock's face finally relaxed a little. After all, it was very difficult to collect so many dark magic creatures in one night.

The main reason is that most of these dark magic creatures will be eliminated once they are discovered, and only a few low-threat ones may be left behind.

Yang An nodded in satisfaction, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Bock."

"It's my duty." Bock's face immediately showed humility and admiration. "It has always been my honor to serve you."

Wait for Bock to leave.

Only then did Yang An sit back in the armchair.

As for why he was so bold to contact Burke directly in a school controlled by Dumbledore.

Firstly, Yang An felt that Dumbledore had probably already guessed something, and the contact between the two could only be regarded as confirmation of this fact.

Secondly, Yang An also showed Dumbledore his enthusiasm for the job of a teacher.

Thirdly, Burke's attitude towards him would probably surprise Dumbledore a little, and he would take the matter more seriously.

"There's just one small problem."

Yang An sighed. Most of the other Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers had a summer vacation to prepare for class.

As for him, he just rushed into the battle.

The key is the timetable.

Although there are not many students in Hogwarts, it is divided into seven grades, which can be regarded as four colleges or four classes.

Generally, every two colleges will take classes together, and the combination is not fixed.

The number of courses increases from lower grade to higher grade. After the fifth grade, they become elective courses, which seem to be a little simpler.

But this is similar to a tutor leading a group of students, but requires more teaching.

That is
Yang An teaches about 30 classes a week to students in seven grades, and each class usually lasts two hours.
This is totally out of line. You should work at least eight hours a day.

This does not include grading homework, etc. After teaching so many students, Yang An has no time to continue his own studies.

Even though Yang An has basically learned all the knowledge required for seventh grade, he still needs to improve himself.

Yang An suddenly felt that Dumbledore's real purpose was to use heavy courses to keep him busy and have no time to deal with Nidhogg's affairs.

No, this is absolutely not possible.

Thinking of this, Yang An suddenly stood up and walked quickly towards the study, which was where his office was.

Go into the office.

Yang An saw a class schedule on the desk.

As a teacher, he naturally decides his own course schedule, so this schedule is completely different from that of other students.

Yang An can change the above time at will, but he must avoid other teachers' classes.

"Let me take a look."

Yang An's eyes quickly scanned the timetable filled with the entire seventh grade curriculum.

It turned out that the entire seventh grade seemed to have no classes during the third period next Wednesday night.

Of course, the advanced classes for students above grade five taught by other teachers are not counted and are not arranged here.

"That's it."

Yang An pulled out his wand and tapped it on the timetable.

For a time, all seventh grade students studying Defense Against the Dark Arts were concentrated on this class.

You know, the last time all the students were gathered together for a class was only by the flirtatious Lockhart.

I don’t know what kind of impact this behavior will have.

The next day.

In the Gryffindor common room.

Harry got up early in the morning, yawned, walked out of the boys' dormitory, and came to the common room downstairs.

It can be seen that many people's expressions changed when they saw Harry, some greeted him, and some examined him.

Harry tried hard to suppress the urge to argue with those who had so easily believed what they read in the Daily Prophet.

"Hi Harry, did you sleep well last night?"

"Hermione?"

Harry turned around and found Hermione, fully dressed, standing behind him with several thick books in her arms.

"You didn't just come back from the library?" Harry was a little surprised that Hermione was not affected by the rumors at all and continued to do her own thing. He even felt a little envious.

"Studying is normal." Hermione said impatiently, then she frowned and pulled out the timetable, "Have you seen this timetable?"

"Not yet. What's the first class today? I really hope it's not Potions." Harry could imagine what Snape would say just by thinking about it.

"No, you watch this class."

Hermione handed Harry the timetable.

Look in the direction where her finger is pointing.

"Is this the Defense Against the Dark Arts class?" Harry blinked and thought of Yang An, "Any questions?"

"Is there a problem?" Hermione repeated. "Of course. Didn't you notice we only have one Defense Against the Dark Arts class this week?"

"And I asked George and Fred, and according to their schedules, the third class is also on Wednesday afternoon."

(End of this chapter)