Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

"Weasley!" Filch called Ron's last name sullenly.

For some well-known reason, the castle keeper disliked all the students surnamed Weasley.

When he called out this surname, he seemed to grit his teeth as he should have.

As usual, seeing Filch blocking their way like this, Harry and Ron were already starting to get nervous, and Hermione would start to wonder if the two troublemakers around them had made another mistake.

But this time, they completely lost these previous ideas.

Whether it was Harry or Ron or Hermione, they all stared at Filch, and the anticipation in those eyes made Filch feel that something was wrong.

"What are you looking at! Are you trying to scare me!"

He said cautiously.

He was usually frightened by both George and Fred, and at certain times, he would always show much more caution and prudence than ordinary people.

Ron didn't care about what he said, but said it eagerly.

"What are you calling me for, Filch? Come on, or we're leaving."

Filch looked suspiciously around the three of them, making sure that he didn't find any other problems, and finally said.

"I went to the trophy room to patrol today and found Weasley! You were punished for cleaning last time, and some places were not cleaned at all! The innermost trophy is still full of dust. I have asked Professor McGonagall for instructions, you Re-cleaning today until I think it's clean!"

After he finished speaking, he thought that Ron was going to argue with him that he had cleaned enough, or just drag his companion to escape, refusing to accept the punishment.

So Filch prepared in advance, ready to grab Ron's arm at any time.

Unexpectedly, Ron showed no sign of resisting.

Not only that, Ron and Harry jumped up excitedly on the spot!

"I didn't make a mistake! I didn't violate any school rules!"

"But Filch found you! And punished you!"

Seeing that they said these two words with great joy, Filch looked at them as if he were looking at a lunatic.

"Are you happy to be punished by me?"

But no one paid any attention to him, and even Hermione froze in place and muttered unconsciously.

"It's all true... it's all because of Professor Forrest..."

Her mentality has changed at this time.

If everything before can still be explained by coincidence, can this scene still be a coincidence?

Ron really didn't break the school rules, he just didn't clean the trophy room when he was punished last time, and Filch was going to make him punish him again.

It's no surprise, but the magic is that it happened after Sherlock had just said to Ron that Filch wouldn't bother him if he hadn't made a mistake before Christmas!

It's no coincidence that this low-probability event happens frequently, and every time it follows Sherlock's crow's mouth.

This obviously has something to do with Sherlock!

"What the hell are you doing!" Filch said impatiently, looking at Harry, who looked like a fool.

"You're going to have to re-clean the trophy room Weasley, even if you're acting crazy! Don't get away with it!"

Ron said excitedly.

"Of course I will go to accept the punishment! You all go back to the lounge and wait for me, I will be back soon!"

He looked more excited than getting a new wand, and left with Filch, who had a neurotic look on his face.

Harry and Hermione continued to walk towards the Gryffindor lounge.

"You don't think it's a coincidence anymore, do you? Hermione.

"Harry was very excited.

The indescribable excitement was like accidentally discovering the biggest bug in the world.

Faced with a fact that cannot be denied, Hermione naturally found no reason not to believe it.

"I really don't understand, why is there such a talent? No matter what you say, the final result will develop in the opposite direction. How did Professor Forrest survive all these years? Isn't that all in life? Did things go wrong?"

Harry said suddenly.

"No wonder Professor Forrest's character seems cold. If I had been living such an unsatisfactory life, I would have been crazy."

"Do you think the professor himself knew that he has this... crow's mouth physique?" Hermione suddenly thought of a key question.

Harry scratched his head, guessing.

"Shouldn't he know? If he knew, he would have found out what our test was trying to do, so why would we still experiment like this."

Hermione and Harry were in the Gryffindor lounge, waiting for Ron to return after cleaning the trophy room.

She pondered for a long time and said to Harry.

"We should keep doing tests!"

Harry looked at her suspiciously.

"What else to test? Don't we already know that Professor Forrest is a 100% fulfilled crow's mouth?"

"It doesn't have to be 100% fulfilled." Hermione said with a serious face, "Those things before, the weather, good luck, including today Ron won't be punished by Filch, are all things that have a chance to happen. It’s just that the probability is high and low, but what if it’s something that must never happen?”

"For example, the sun rises from the east normally every day. If Professor Forrest said, "The sun rises from the east every day, isn't this a normal thing?" "Then do you think the sun will rise from the west the next day?"

Hearing Hermione's assumption, Harry's mouth opened as if he could fit Hagrid's fist.

He didn't expect Hermione to have such an incredible guess.

"No, it's impossible! If that's the case, then Professor Forrest is a god!"

Harry looked terrified.

"And if Professor Forrest's crow's mouth really has such an ability, we did a test, and the sun really rose from the west the next day, what would the world do?"

Hermione displayed the perfect scientific hypothetical spirit.

"Of course we can't do such a serious experiment, so we can replace it with an experiment that has the same meaning but is less serious in terms of results."

They waited in the lounge until Ron returned, and then Hermione told them her plan.

In the end, the three unanimously agreed to use this method for another round of testing on Sherlock tomorrow.

And Sherlock, who was still struggling to correct senior homework in the office, couldn't think of it.

His students are preparing to experiment, can he make the sun rise in the west tomorrow.