Disclaimer: I don't own The Beverly Hillbillies I just like to watch it on TV Land

Hillbillies School of Witchcraft and Wizardry

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or The Beverly Hillbillies. I just came up with this crazy idea because I thought of what it would be like if Granny Clampett taught potions.

It was the start of a new term at Hogwarts. It was really confusing because of all the new teachers. The Ministry had thought they needed American teachers to teach the students magic because it would cost less to pay them and they found a bunch of them living close together Beverly Hills, California.

So Harry, Ron, and Hermione sat at their usual table with the rest of the students waiting for the new headmaster to welcome them all back. They watched a medium sized man step up to the podium. He didn't look at all like Dumbledore. He looked more like a greedy banker. "Welcome students, to another year at Hogwarts." he said. Everyone noticed a tall skinny woman whisper something in his ear. "It seems that there are quite a few changes this year." he continued. The woman whispered in his ear again. "So we're all going to make this transition as easy as possible for all of us." he continued. The woman whispered in his ear again. "You're all probably wondering who I am, my name is Milburn Drysdale, I'm going to be your Headmaster." he finished.

The woman cleared her throat and a few teachers at the table all looked angry at Professor Drysdale. "Oh, alright, this thing who has been telling me what to say is Professor Jane Hathaway, she'll be your new transfiguration teacher, your new potions professor will be Professor Daisy Moses, please call her Granny, your new charms teacher is Professor Jethro Bodine, your new broom instructor is Professor Jed Clampett, your new care of magical creatures teacher will be Professor Elly May Clampett, your new divination teacher will be Professor Pearl Bodine, your new defense against the dark arts teacher will be Professor Margaret Drysdale, and our new caretaker is Miss Elverna Bradshaw." said Professor Drysdale.

Everyone noticed Professor Granny pointing and snickering at the doorway and turned to see what she was laughing at. In the doorway there was a tall, chubby woman leaning on a dust mop and looking very unhappy. She was glaring daggers at Professor Granny who kept acting like she was better than her. When she noticed that everyone was staring at her she looked even angrier.

"What is it about that job that makes people who have to do it so angry?" asked Harry. "It's degrading, it's usually reserved for people who don't have enough magic to teach, so they have to be a janitor." said Hermione. "I've got a lot of magic, but at home I have to clean up around the house and everything, I'm use to It." said Harry. "Well, let's hope she's not another Mister Filch, she's a woman she can't hurt anyone." said Ron. Hermione kicked Ron under the table.

"Now that everyone's introduced, let's eat!" said Professor Drysdale. Everyone ate until it was time to pick up their schedules. Harry, Ron, and Hermione all had transfiguration first so they decided to get there early to see how this Professor Hathaway woman would be.