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The Defense Against the Dark Arts Teacher
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Chapter 4
The Sorting
Sat next to Severus Benjamin was overlooking the newly sorted students, two caught his eye. One of course was Harry Potter, as many expected he was sorted into Gryffindor. But the boy looked for lack of a better word "scrawny" he would have to speak to McGonagall about that. He glanced at the Potion's Master sitting next to him. When the young Potter had entered the Great Hall he noticed that Severus had at the very least not outright glared at the child. He considered that a victory. The second child that gained his attention was Neville Longbottom. The Professor chuckled he was the perfect blend of Frank and Alice. But he seemed a tad too nervous, it seemed he had two things to speak to McGonagall about.
After the feast Dumbledore stood up and began his traditional opening speech. Benjamin droned him out the same he did as a student, not caring for the man's grandstanding. But his ears perked up as the Headmaster spoke of the Forbidden Corridor. He gave Snape a sideways glance and the Potion's Master gave a nod. They would discuss this later. With the end of speech the students went to were sent to bed.
"Professor" was what caused Minerva to turn around in the hallway leading to her quarters.
The Deputy Head Mistress expected to see a student not there newly appointed Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.
"What can I do you Mr. Voss?"
Benjamin chuckled, Still as stern as ever. "I noticed a couple things about two of your newest lions that I thought you should know."
McGonagall raised an eyebrow, "What would those be?"
"Well Mr. Potter he seems for underfed, and small for his age. I know a few days in the Hospital Wing will fix him right up." Benjamin said noting the regretful look that the Professor was trying to hide. "The second is Mr. Longbottom. I know new students can be nervous. But he seemed too nervous."
His observation knocked McGonagall out of her thoughts. "From what I understand Augusta raised the boy with a firm hand."
Benjamin's eye narrowed at the words "firm hand". "Thank you the information, and have a good evening."
After getting some distance away Benjamin called Winnie.
With a pop the elf appeared, "What can I do for you sir?"
"Winnie can you please get me the bottle of whiskey in my room?" The man asked. With two pops the elf was back and handed him the bottle. "Thank you Winnie."
A soft knock on his door brought Snape up from his paperwork.
"Enter" He drawled
In came Benjamin with his bottle of whiskey. Well Snape raised an eyebrow.
The man rolled his eyes as he sat down, "Really Severus I lived in this dorm for seven years you don't think I couldn't guess the password?" With a wave of his cane two glasses appeared in front of the two men. Unsealing the bottle he asked. "Is there anything I need to know about the third floor corridor?."
Snape took a sip. "For now no."
Benjamin shrugged, "Well I went to the door and placed some charms, and such on it anyway. If any kids get any ideas they will regret it. What goes around in that Old Goat's mind? He basically challenged the school into finding out what is behind the door. ."
Severus wisely did not take the bait, he knew that Benjamin's view of the Head Master had fallen quite hard after the incident in the Shrieking Shack, and it had fallen further during the war with the Dark Lord.
Instead he changed the subject, "Are you ready for your first class tomorrow?"
Benjamin smirked, "We will see." He raised his glass, "Sit enim vivimus et sumus et nos et fabulas narrare veterescent et dices ad eos: Sufficit" "May we live so that we have stories to tell and may we grow old enough to tell them"
With a small smirk Severus clanked the glasses together.
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