Hiding as a professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 10 Professors

A little bit of time passed, and the auditorium gradually became more crowded.

　　But the ones who came in first were not the students, but the Hogwarts faculty and staff.

　　They seemed to have communicated Tweedledum's presence long ago, so they weren't surprised to see him in the auditorium.

　　But their attitudes were different.

　　A lady with long hair and more muggle attire than anyone else in the room glanced at Tweedledum and with a soft grunt escaping her lips, she walked past Tweedledum.

　　"Never mind, as a professor of Muggle Studies, Bubba Gee just doesn't know much about Durmstrang," a professor who was only a meter tall looked at Tweedledee with a smile, "My name is Filius Folivi, and I'm a professor of Magical Spells at the school."

　　"Tweedledum Foley," Tweedledum half crouched to speak to Professor Freeway, "So you know my alma mater well?"

　　Professor Flivvy instantly laughed out loud.

　　"I have been to Durmstrang to exchange and study, mostly dueling skills, but I have also learned about your attitudes towards muggles, and they are indeed different from the rumors."

　　"You just don't allow muggle-born students to go to school, in fact, except for that man, you don't discriminate against muggles."

　　"Compared to some people in England, your ideas are good enough."

　　Tver hadn't come over to correct people's perceptions; Durmstrang didn't care what outsiders thought anyway, and let them misinterpret as they would.

　　He was a little more interested in what Professor Flivvy started to say.

　　"It seems that you are very good at dueling, Durmstrang has very few exchanges with the outside world, the fact that you were able to go over there shows that the school recognizes your strength."

　　"That was all when I was younger."Professor Freeway waved his hand.

　　"After winning the Hogwarts Dueling Club Championship, and especially after teaching at the school, it's hard to get any practice in."

　　"But I know you're the best graduate Durmstrang has had in years, how about we spar sometime?"

　　Professor Freeway's hand leapt up and waved a little, a smile of excitement all over his face, so many years seemed to have stifled him.

　　"I'm looking forward to the opportunity to ask for your advice."

　　The muscles in Tweedledum's body trembled slightly with excitement as well.

　　In Durmstrang, there had been very few opponents since fifth year who could make him fight without a fight.

　　He was also eager to verify what kind of strength he could explode by pouring his all into it without using certain magic himself.

　　The two men with similar interests chatted more and more, and Flivvy gave Tver a cursory introduction to the faculty members present - "Hagrid is our gamekeeper, but he's guiding the new students across the Black Lake, so he's not back for a while yet."

　　Tver nodded pretending to be a newbie, also seeing in these professors what he had seen in the movies in his previous life.

　　Professor Snape was indeed gloomy and his eyes were even more indifferent, as if he was wearing a mask and you could never read his thoughts.

　　His eyes rolled for a moment as he looked at Tver before the corners of his mouth hooked up slightly, barely able to show a smile.

　　"I wish you could see the students for what they are, instead of foolishly leading them around there waving their wands."

　　"No student is born learning magic, we all start out foolishly waving wands, don't we?"Tver retorted courteously.

　　The fact that a new professor, not much older than a student, had the audacity to speak to Snape in such a manner impressed the professors in the faculty table.

　　And Snape's smile actually widened a little, "I wish you the best of luck with your teaching then."

　　"Thanks, I'll try."

　　The professors in the room finally treated Tver a little better, and the little prejudice they had because of Durmstrang was eliminated, only that Professor Bubagi remained cold.

　　Still, Tver was a little happier chatting with Professor Freeway, who wasn't interested in magic potions, herbs, or divination.

　　The only time he could get his full attention was when he was learning a spell that could directly enhance his strength.

　　Of course, as Durmstrang's best graduate ever, he still had the ability of a general schoolboy in these areas, and was not so difficult to be overwhelmed by these professors' cryptic quizzes.

　　After some exchanges, they also realized that this young new professor was not only polite, but also had a knowledge base that was no less than theirs.

　　Compared to Chilo, who was stuttering on the other side of the room, Tver was acting more like a real professor.

　　At that moment, a clamor came from outside the auditorium.

　　Under the leadership of the Head of Grade, the students entered the auditorium in droves, and the young wizards from the second to the seventh years sat down at their respective long tables according to their colleges.

　　"Durmstrang still doesn't have separate faculties, does it?"Professor Freeway sat next to Tver and asked with interest.

　　"Yes, we are one, there is no distinction between colleges, only between individual students and the school as a whole."

　　Tver watched these young wizards discussing the wonderful life of summer vacation there, and at this time you could hardly tell the difference between the four colleges by the look on their faces.

　　I also wonder what the purpose of dividing into four colleges is?Convenient for students to gang up on each other?

　　Dumbledore, who had been smiling at his students, was interested.

　　"Tver, what do you think of the Hogwarts' divisions?"

　　The professors were used to the four colleges being categorized, so they were also curious as to how the Durmstrang graduate would feel about it.

　　Tweedledum pondered for a moment before speaking faintly.

　　"It's a bit extreme, the new students are actually eleven years old and don't and can't exhibit a certain trait."

　　"Splitting them up into four different houses, rather than fitting their personalities, they grow up to be full of stereotypes under the subtle influence of the houses."

　　"Competition between the Houses, in particular, can lead to progress, and it's also prone to prejudice."

　　"This bias can erase other traits that don't fit the academy."

　　"Hufflepuffs can be brave, Slytherins can actually be loyal, Gryffindors filled with a thirst for knowledge aren't deviants, as well as Ravenclaws harboring ambitions are equally present."

　　"But because of the existence of the branch, they are not recognized for those traits."

　　"In reality, they are all a part of Hogwarts and a normal wizard, and labeling them as set in stone is a very unfair thing to do."

　　While Tweedledum's words finished, silence fell on this side of the staff table, a stark contrast to the boisterous students in front of him.

　　It was a long time before Dumbledore clapped his hands approvingly, bringing the many professors caught up in their thoughts back to reality, and they gently applauded Tweedledum.

　　"I'm glad to have a professor with a different mindset in the school, bridging the gap between the houses is something I want to do as well, and it's something we'll have to work on together."

　　"Tweedle, I'm looking forward to the different changes you'll bring to Hogwarts."

　　The sudden applause from the staff table puzzled the students, who stopped their lively discussion slightly to look at the professors in confusion.

　　No professor would come over to give them an explanation though, and in the next second, their attention was distracted.

　　The Chapters ceremony was about to begin!