Hogwarts magic is justice

Chapter 48 General Teaching Assistant, see above

It's that time of year again for new students to enroll. This year's entrance ceremony was no different from usual. The little wizards, who had been terrified by the rumors, finally breathed a sigh of relief after discovering that there were no dragons, no trolls, no phoenixes, and nothing scary at all. All they had to do was wear dirty hats.

"Ladies and gentlemen, there have been some changes in the professors this year..."

The old wizard had probably said this far too many times, so his expression didn't change in the slightest: "Let's welcome the new Professor Gilderoy Rohart."

As soon as he finished speaking, a golden-clad figure stood up from the professor's seat, then smiled and waved.

"Of course, there's one more thing I need to inform everyone..."

The old wizard's gaze fell on someone hiding in the corner. Although somewhat reluctant, Owen stood up, then flew from the back to the front, bowed to the professors, and turned to the young wizards of the four houses, saying, "My name is Owen Carrot. From today onwards, I will be your teaching assistant for Potions, Herbalism, Charms, and Transfiguration. Also, if you have any questions about History of Magic, Astronomy, Alchemy, Magical Creatures, or Muggle Studies, you can come to me. I will spend an hour on the lawn outside the castle every evening after dinner."

After saying that, Irving didn't fly back, but instead sat down at the private dining table between the professors and students.

Oh right, Lockhart wanted to sit there, but Snape pulled him away before he could even sit down and told him that it was a reserved seat and he couldn't sit there.

Lockhart was puzzled at first, but now he wasn't puzzled at all. What he was more curious about was how there could be a little wizard at Hogwarts who was even more special than Harry Potter.

This little wizard must have a story to tell, right?

A little witch tugged at her sister's sleeve: "Daphne, is this Owen... really that good?"

As Daphne was still trying to figure out what to say, Draco, who was sitting opposite them, looked up and stared into the girl's eyes, saying, "Not just powerful, but extremely powerful. He is the most special one in Hogwarts. If you don't want to become the school's public enemy, don't provoke him, especially when he's reading. You must keep quiet."

"Astoria..." The older sister stroked her younger sister's head: "Draco is right. Now that you're here, there are some things you need to discover for yourself. Also, go back to bed early tonight and get up at six tomorrow for a morning run."

"What...what time?"

The little witch felt like she had misheard. Six o'clock? It wasn't even dawn yet!

"Don't be surprised, this is a habit that Owen left to Slytherin: getting up at six o'clock for a morning run, rain or shine, and there are even special perks."

The little girl didn't know what the special perk was. After dinner, she went to sleep, and then got up early the next morning. Half asleep, she followed the group of people for a morning run until she saw someone on the road...

"Irving? He goes for a morning run with me too?"

"Yes, Irving has been doing this for several years..." Draco looked at the confused girl, feeling for some reason that something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it: "After you finish running, someone will teach you the next training steps."

After running around the castle and reaching the edge of the Forbidden Forest, the little witch felt like she was about to die. Looking around, she found that most of the other students were first-year students, while the second-year and above students showed no reaction at all.

"First graders, come here!"

"Prefect!"

"Alright, ladies and gentlemen, since it's your first day, you have a special privilege: to watch our practice. I will also explain it to you. Starting tomorrow, you must consciously abide by this rule. Come here. Look, after running, practice your spellcasting techniques here. Remember, it's practice, not for you to use magic. Only when you have enough skills... Look over there, casting spells while exercising. Someone will teach you the techniques later."

"What if we do all of that?"

A young wizard asked a question, but the young prefect didn't get angry. Instead, he led them to the other side, where the first-year wizards stared wide-eyed at the upperclassmen who were engaged in a wizarding duel.

"In Mr. Owen's words, magic is also a kind of power. What we need to learn is not only to master it, but also to use it. Wizard duels are the most comprehensive manifestation of this. Take a good look, and I hope you can join us as soon as possible."

The young wizards were convinced, but one sharp-eyed person spotted someone practicing boxing: "Isn't that Mr. Owen? He's doing...!"

"Practicing boxing, you don't need to learn it, and you can't learn it anyway. Remember, on the 10th and 20th of each month, Mr. Owen will conduct dueling lessons. This is a perk unique to Slytherin."

"Don't the other branches have them?"

"It's not that there aren't any, it's just that they can't get up, so naturally there aren't any, hahaha. Okay, let's go, you can go back and prepare your books for class, and then go have breakfast."

The new school year begins, the courses remain the same, only the professor has changed.

Irving didn't have any particular feelings about Lockhart. The author's books were well written, but he always seemed to gloss over certain crucial points. So he used his books as teaching materials, a point Irving thought he would clearly explain in class.

To his disappointment, the content of this lesson had absolutely nothing to do with Defense Against the Dark Arts. Looking at the test paper handed to him, he simply flicked his wrist, and blue flames burned the paper. Without showing any respect, he vanished.

Unlike others, if a professor is deemed unqualified, he goes to the principal.

Owen wouldn't do that, because this person was invited by Dumbledore, and the old wizard must have his reasons, whether good or bad.

In the new year, he was assigned the role of a teaching assistant, and the subjects he was assisting with were almost full, which was a test for him, so he needed more time to study.

As for his main subjects, Owen had no problem at all, especially Potions, Charms, and Transfiguration; he could easily have mastered them from first year to seventh year.

However, he is still somewhat weak in some elective courses, such as astronomy. Therefore, he needs to adjust his schedule recently to make time for stargazing at night.

"Open."

With a command, the Marauder's Map slowly appeared. After checking it and finding nothing unusual, the map was closed again.

Owen thought for a moment, then quickly tidied up and went to the basement. Finding Professor Snape absent, he went to Professor McGonagall's office. Watching the busy witch, Owen picked up the documents she had corrected and began to look at them one by one.

Since we are responsible for protecting the school, we can't just teach students; we also need to learn how to handle miscellaneous tasks.

The only advantage is that Hogwarts now has sufficient funds, and even leaves some surplus every year. This money is used to replace the desks and chairs and other hardware. The desks and chairs for grades four to seven have already been replaced, and the desks and chairs for grades one to three are being saved up this year and replaced together next year.

The biggest expense at the school is food. The house-elves genuinely serve the young wizards, using only the best and freshest ingredients.

However, the menu was still too limited, so there were only a few suppliers, and prices were naturally controlled by them.

One potato, one copper nut.

Ten chicken legs, one silver scallop.

Fifty kilograms of flour, one Galleon.

"Professor, these prices are unreasonable. I think we need to find a new supplier."

Professor McGonagall took the purchase order, glanced at it, and then looked at the young wizard without saying a word: "If you were in charge of this, what would you do?"