Devil of A Wizard

Chapter 29

Chapter 29: Defense, Maps, and Firebolt

After a night in the Great Hall, the Gryffindor students were allowed back up to their dorms. But now, the Portrait of the Fat Lady was taken down temporarily so that repairs could be made to the frame. In her place was Sir Cadogan, but nobody liked this at all since the knight kept challenging the students to duels half the time. The other half of the time, he kept making complicated passwords that hardly anyone remembered. "Can't we get somebody else," Seamus Finnegan asked Percy angrily.

"None of the other portraits wanted the job. As much as I agree with you, we must make do with what we have," Percy told the Irish teen.

But this was the least of Harry's worries because everywhere he went, teachers followed beside him to classes as an escort for safety. Even Percy went with him everywhere he went. 'For fuck's sake,' Harry thought to himself, trying to shake everyone off his tail. After Transfiguration class, Professor McGonagall spoke to Harry just as he was leaving class. "Magne, I know it's a shock but-"

"Professor, I know that Sirius Black is apparently after me," Harry interrupted as he knew what she was going to tell him. "Mr. Weasley told me about it right before the school year started."

"I see," said McGonagall. "Then I should inform you that I and many others don't think it wise to have you attend Quidditch practice on the open field."

"With all due respect, Professor McGonagall, I would have to argue against that. You know as well as I do that we need to win the Quidditch House Cup," Harry told her.

Professor McGonagall tapped a finger on her chin in through. It was true that Harry was their best chance of winning, but could she risk his life for the game? "I'll allow you to continue as long as Madam Hooch keeps an eye on you, Mister Magne. We can't be too careful with Sirius Black possibly still lurking about."

"That I can agree to," Harry said before leaving the classroom.

Days passed as Harry and Ron were currently sitting in their Defense Against the Dark Arts class, waiting for their teacher to arrive. That's when suddenly, instead of Professor Lupin, Professor Snape entered the classroom and used his wand to shut all the windows. When he did, he pulled a cord that lowered a screen and summoned forth a projector. "Turn to page 394."

Looking around, Harry and his classmates did as they were told and flipped through the pages. "Excuse me, Professor Snape, why isn't Professor Lupin teaching?"

As the dark-robed wizard was about to give him an answer, Charlie busted into the class interrupting. "Sorry I'm a little late, a student from Transfiguration class asked me a complex question," she said as the Princess of Hell saw Snape was in class instead of Lupin. "Oh, Professor Snape. Are you taking over Professor Lupin's class for the day since he's out sick?"

"Somewhat," Snape told the teacher's aid. "I just asked the students to open to the lesson we'll be focusing on for today," he said as he saw Ron lazily flipping through the pages of his book. Annoyed at the slow pace, Snape waved his wand to get to the right page, which made the Weasley boy jump in surprise before noticing the topic of the page.

"Werewolves," Ron asked.

"If I may Professor Snape, we were just about to learn about Hinkypunks," Charlie told the Potions Master.

"We aren't supposed to learn about werewolves and nocturnal beasts for weeks," Hermione asked, confusing Ron as she appeared suddenly in the seat next to Harry.

"When did she get here," Ron questioned as he looked at Hermione.

"Thank you for the analysis, Miss Magne and Miss Granger. But today, we are learning about werewolves," Snape said to the girls as he made the projector move, having it showcase slides of various depictions of werewolves in art. "Now, can anyone tell me what is the difference between an Animagus and a Werewolf?" Immediately, Hermione's hand shot up. "No one? How disappointing."