Harry Potter and What Happened After - Sahits

herself an evil glare from the rest of the class, and a loving smile from Rom.
"Well Ms. Granger, The only homework is to read more, I don't like written homework, I think
practical homework is good, reading and actual practice of the spells you learn, but I think that essays
and other things are boring. In other words, I don't like having to take the time to grade all those things
so I don't give them out." Marc nodded his head, and again, the bell rang as if the nod was a cue.
The class laughed and started to file out. "Mr. Potter, I'd like to see you before you leave," said Marc
just as Harry was about to walk out of the room.
Harry looked at Ginny, Ron and Hermione and nodded, "I'll be alright," he said. He quickly kissed
Ginny on the forehead and turned back.
"Ah, Harry, you don't mind if I call you Harry do you?" said Marc.
"No, not at all, you let us call you Marc after all." Harry replied
"Good. Alright, I wanted to talk to you because Professor McGonagall told me about the DA and what
you were teaching. It seems that a lot of the stuff I'm supposed to teach students has already been
taught to them, at least for 3rd year and above. What I want to know is what you taught them, so that I
can plan my lessons around that. For example, you already taught them the Patronus charm, so I didn't
need to teach the charm, just uses. If you've taught them dueling technique, than I don't need to teach
that."
"I didn't teach them dueling technique sir," said Harry quickly.
"Good, that gives me a lesson plan for the next few weeks than. But that was just an example." Marc
heaved a large sigh, "it would just make it a lot easier if you could just write up a list of stuff you taught
so that I know what I need to teach and what I don't."
"Ok," said Harry, not really sure what to make of the Professor's request.
"Good, good," Marc looked around the room. He looked a bit distracted to Harry, somehow a bit older
than he had looked only a few moments before. It was almost as if it was the room that was the cause
of his obvious stress, not teaching.
"Will there be anything else sir?" asked Harry after a few moments of uncomfortable silence.
"Actually yes," said Marc suddenly, "Harry, what do you know about this castle, about the builders,
about the spells on it?"
"Not much sir," said Harry, not entirely sure what to make of the question, "you'd be better asking
Hermione Granger, she's very good with that kind of stuff."
"Yes, I'll have to do that." Marc had gone back to his wandering gaze, slightly older look.
"Sir is there something wrong, something the students haven't been told about?" asked Harry, suddenly
scared that the school was in danger of being shut down. Harry suddenly remembered the way that
Charley had come home over the summer very worried, was there something wrong with the castle?
"What, oh, no, nothing, you can get back to your friends," muttered Marc distractedly.
"Thank you Professor," said Harry as he turned to leave. He looked back at Marc when he didn't
respond and saw the new teacher staring out the window, a look of deep contemplation on his face.