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057 Improvement

Harry and his friends had already left, and there was only Bryan left in the office. The candlelight flickered, casting eerie shadows on the wall that swayed with the gentle breeze. He silently watched the monitoring wall, where he could see the movements of the students in the school. He didn't look away until they returned to their respective common rooms, safe and sound.

The weather in early March was no longer the kind of bone-chilling cold that made him shiver, but the fire in the ...

056 Differences

“A little personal matter–” As soon as Bryan uttered these words, he noticed the three young faces in front of him tense up instantly. Hermione, who was sitting on the edge of her seat, desperately winked at Harry, trying to signal him to be careful. Ron, who was slouching on the couch, shifted uneasily and stared at his toes, avoiding eye contact. And Harry, who had been determined to find out the truth about this matter, felt a surge of doubt and hesitation.

Interesting, what do...

055 Testing

If possible, Harry would rather never discover the correct way to read the notebook in his school bag, so that he would not have to face the headaches that lay before him.

"Riddle may have found the wrong person."

Many times, Hermione's expression is surprisingly similar to that of Professor McGonagall, or it can be said that the two of them are also the same type of Gryffindor. For example, now, Hermione pursed her lips tightly, forming a thin line on her face. It looked very muc...

054 Professor's Discussion

"Bring some help."

Hermione's voice was tinged with a hint of uncertainty, as if she was not sure whether she was doing the right thing. She knew that sharing this 'glory' with others was not what Professor Lockhart had in mind, but she also felt overwhelmed by the task of opening his private letters without his permission. How could he expect her to handle such a huge amount of fan mail by herself? It was not fair, nor respectful, to his admirers.

She glanced at Harry and Ron, ho...

053 Bryan's Temper

"Hello, Aragog," Bryan said politely as he approached the giant spider with Hagrid by his side. "My name is Bryan Watson. As Hagrid said, I am a professor at Hogwarts, and also serving as—"

"Leave my territory, stranger! Leave at once! I have nothing to say to you!" Aragog roared, interrupting Bryan's words with a swipe of his huge claw that sent a blast of air towards them. His voice was deep and raspy, like two boulders rubbing against each other. His fur was matted and dirty, and h...

052 Aragog

Hagrid's heart pounded in his chest as he confronted the daunting reality of the Ministry of Magic's investigators. They possessed the authority to banish him back to Azkaban, the dreaded wizarding prison that still haunted his nightmares from his previous two-month confinement there. The mere thought sent a chill down his spine, and he couldn't shake the fear that lingered within him.

But it wasn't just the Ministry's investigators that troubled Hagrid. Bryan Watson, the board of gover...

051 The Studious Malfoy

"If I remember correctly, Mr. Malfoy, this should be the first time you and I have met in private since the Christmas vacation?" Professor Watson's voice reverberated through the spacious office, casting an atmosphere of tension that seemed to linger in the air. The piercing gaze of Professor Watson fixated on the desk opposite Malfoy, creating an impression that Malfoy was walking on a thin sheet of ice. Bryan, with a steaming cup of bitter tea in hand, lowered his head slightly, lost in a m...

050 Triumph & Dilemma

On a sunny Monday afternoon when birds chirped cheerfully outside and a crisp Friday morning when frost covered the windowsills , the two Defense Against the Dark Arts classes for little wizards in grades one and two were in session. Inside the spacious auditorium with high ceilings , where only the faint sound of needles knitting could be heard, all the eager young wizards fixed their gaze on Hermione and Professor Watson, who stood on the high platform. Their eyes were filled with intensity...

049 Hagrid's 8-eyed Spider

Bryan, with an air of confidence, moved through the hallowed corridors of Hogwarts Castle, his reputation soaring among the students. As he passed, a hushed reverence followed him, and eyes filled with awe and admiration followed his every step. It was as though he had ascended above even the esteemed Professors McGonagall and Snape with his recent victory over Fred and George in class.

One particular incident had left a lasting impression on the students' minds. When Bryan entered the ...

048 The Diary

Hermione was baffled by Professor Watson's reaction when he glimpsed Professor Lockhart's unpublished manuscript. His face registered a complex blend of surprise, disappointment, and maybe even amusement. She wondered what could have caused such an odd expression as she stepped into the Castle's lounge through the Fat Lady's portrait. Her curiosity nagged at her mind, making her eager to find out more about Professor Watson's mysterious response.

The night was deepening, and the vast lo...

047 Lockhart's Little Secret

Because Professor Lockhart was lying in the school infirmary being "cared for" by Madame Pomfrey, many of the ridiculous and absurd events that occurred on Valentine's Day in the original story did not happen.

However, the school did make some effort to create a festive atmosphere. Early in the morning, as the young wizards entered the Great Hall for breakfast, their eyes widened in surprise. The hall was adorned with a circle of pale golden ribbons, gracefully swaying in the air like a...

046 Reactions

Since the details of Monday afternoon's Defense Against the Dark Arts class were widely circulated, in the next few days, inside and outside the castle, there was only one topic, and that was Bryan Watson.

According to Cho Chang of Ravenclaw, at dinner that day, after Professor Flitwick heard about the levitating spell that Professor Watson showed, he rushed into Professor Watson's office without saying a word, and stayed there for a full four hours.

Fred and George also confirmed...

045 Professor Watson's First Class (Part 3)

The second class on Thursday morning was a Defense Against the Dark Arts class, combining students from the fifth, sixth, and seventh grades. The class was still held in the auditorium.

In this class, Bryan, as a professor, had something special to tell the senior students who were about to graduate. He addressed the students, saying, "The fundamental principle of defense techniques lies in the requirement of equal or similar strength. for example, Even if I were to share all the knowle...

044 Professor Watson's First Lesson (Part 2)

In the face of Ron Weasley's eager gaze, Bryan smiled warmly, his eyes twinkling with amusement. He didn't directly answer Ron's question but instead redirected the topic back to the course at hand, capturing the attention of the young wizards.

"The Defense Against the Dark Arts course, I prefer to call it Danger Defense," Bryan began, his voice resonating through the lecture hall. "It is a comprehensive course where everything you learn in this school, from spells, transfiguration, her...

043 Professor Watson's First Lesson (Part 1)

On a dreary Monday morning, as Charm and Herbology classes commenced, hardly anyone seemed to be paying attention. Instead, the halls were abuzz with whispered conversations about the mysterious events that had taken place on Saturday. The students exchanged hushed speculations, their curiosity piqued by the unsettling incident involving Professor Lockhart. Even Hermione, renowned for her unwavering focus in class, appeared visibly unwell and lacking her usual energy.

The questions surr...

042 Lockhart's condition

The first weekend in February arrived with a delightful surprise—a clear and sunny day enveloped the school grounds near the Black Lake and Forbidden Forest. The warmth of the sun cast a golden glow on the landscape, coaxing senior boys and girls out of their usual routines. Ignoring the whispers of younger wizards and the disapproving glances from professors, the young couples gathered together, their faces filled with blissful smiles.

Huddled close to one another, they shared intima...

041 Plotting Against Lockhart

When Bryan witnessed a jubilant group of young wizards exiting Lockhart's classroom, he found himself engulfed in a whirlwind of confusion, existential doubts, and bewilderment. However, he finally understood one thing: why neither Headmaster Dumbledore nor Professor McGonagall could tolerate Lockhart's teaching methods.

As Bryan made his way back to his office, still reeling from being forced to endure half a book's worth of absurdity, he considered the possibility that this might be a...

040 Lockhart's Teaching Method

The first week of February had arrived, and the Hogwarts Castle was abuzz with the anticipation of Valentine's Day. The Forbidden Forest, usually shrouded in a cloak of winter, began to show signs of new life as the gentle spring breeze breathed life into the withered trees, causing them to sprout fresh buds in abundance.

While the younger students in the first and second grades remained blissfully unaware of the significance of Valentine's Day, the middle and senior students understood...

039 Expectations

As we all know, at Hogwarts, if a secret is known by more than one student or professor, the news will usually spread within one to three days, depending on how explosive it is. Even Hagrid's dog, Fang, knew about it.

As everyone discussed the surprising news of Mr. Bryan becoming their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Harry overheard the conversation despite spending the entire day without leaving except for going to the restroom and relied on a few pieces of beef brought by Ro...

038 Guilt

Half past ten in the morning on the weekend, Bryan found himself standing in front of Professor Lockhart's office, a mixture of anticipation and guilt swirling within him. Despite not harboring any particular dislike for the professor with a not-so-good reputation, Bryan couldn't shake off the burden of guilt. Their previous interactions had revealed Lockhart's friendly demeanor, albeit with an exaggerated speaking style.

However, Bryan couldn't ignore the guilt he felt towards Lockhart...

037 Professorship

The last day of January happened to fall on a beautiful weekend. The weather was exceptionally pleasant, with the bright sunshine illuminating the Hogwarts grounds at around eight or nine o'clock in the morning. Its golden rays danced on the surface of the sparkling lake, reflecting a mesmerizing play of light. Along the tranquil lake bank, the row of willow trees sprouted fresh buds, their delicate green leaves unfurling with the promise of spring. The lush green lawn swayed gently in the br...

036 Not to be Underestimated

Bryan meticulously cleaned up the desk, ensuring that even the smallest items, such as the candlestick and the cherished photo of him and Grandma Ferena, were carefully relocated to other places to prevent any potential damage.

Before commencing the task of rearranging, Bryan cast a brief glance at the monitoring wall across the room. Hogwarts appeared serene, with no significant incidents taking place at that moment. Letting out a sigh, Bryan returned to the bedside to retrieve his sui...

035 The Curse of The Dark Lord

Since that fateful night when Bryan had first entered Dumbledore's office after Christmas, there had been an underlying tension between them. It wasn't because Bryan was particularly afraid of the contemporary greatest white wizard, but rather due to a sense of caution and wariness. As the saying goes, one should not fear a thief but rather fear the thief's intentions. Bryan couldn't shake off the feeling that Dumbledore had ulterior motives for summoning him once again.

The circular of...

034 Suspicions

Time always passes by quietly and quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the first month of the second half of the semester has come to an end.

Any thrilling topic can't beat the trivial daily life. Bryan, who entered Hogwarts in the name of the special investigator of the school board, did cause some waves at the beginning.

However, because of his extremely low presence and the fact that two months have passed since the last attack, topics about him were quickly abandoned, and some...

033 Letting Go

In Bryan’s office, Fred is explaining why they broke into his office. George, lying on Bryan's bed, moaned softly in a daze but had finally stopped bleeding after taking the recovery potion mixed with poisonous tentacle seeds prepared by Bryan.

"Professor McGonagall did remind me to beware of you two—"

Bryan sat on his office chair, showing a dumbfounding expression in the face of Fred's explanation “but she didn't mention the possibility of you breaking into my office. You ...

032 Failed Plan

"Please, tell me this isn't just a dream, George," Fred exclaimed, his voice tinged with disbelief, as he slowly pulled back the black curtain. The twin brothers stood in front of the mysterious investigator's office, a mix of pride and exhilaration coursing through their veins. They had successfully broken in, and now, they were about to uncover the secrets that lay within. However, as they stared at the wall before them, their excitement turned into frozen disbelief.

Rubbing their eye...

031 The Twins Plan

Bryan observed Harry Potter leaving his office, a tinge of disappointment apparent on the young wizard's face. In the end, he also had failed to uncover any inhumane secrets. Bryan wasn't surprised by this outcome. Considering Harry's age and his reputation as the heir of Slytherin among his peers, it was understandable that he would withhold such information. Bryan believed that Headmaster Dumbledore should be the one Harry confided in, rather than placing trust in a stranger like himself. 2023-06-26 11:22:34 +0000 UTC View Post

030 Failed Conversation (Part 2)

Harry stared at the pensive Bryan nervously, his hands resting on his knees, clutching his robe tightly, and the courage he had finally brewed in his heart was asking questions. It disappeared in an instant.

What would Mr. Watson say?

Deep down in his heart, Harry thought that Mr. Investigator, who was very unusual to touch, would not be so credulous about the rumors in the school, but if he couldn't stand the pressure of the school board and urgently needed to hand over a murdere...

029 Failed Conversations (Part 1)

Anyway, Harry finally decided to follow Hermione's advice and talk to Bryan Watson; otherwise, he probably wouldn't have to wait until the monster in the Chamber of Secrets petrified someone again. He didn't want to be driven mad by strange looks and terrible rumors.

He went back to the dormitory, changed into clean clothes, and smoothed his hair in front of the mirror because it would make him look less rebellious.

"You're wasting your time, my dear!" said the mirror inlaid with ...

028 Announcement

The first morning of the second week of school started with the sound of yawning. Professor Snape's Potions homework was obviously bothering more than one or two people. The Gryffindor lounge had been filled with second-year students who stayed up all night trying to catch up on their assignments. After all, nobody wanted to risk getting detention from Snape during the first month of school.

The previous night, before Harry and Ron yawned and returned to the dormitory, Neville was hunch...