Even if you ignored the obvious connection between the DADA (defense
against dark arts) teaching and Tsuzuki's Shinigami experience, the
position had one big thing going for it - it was currently vacant (and
replacing one of the other professors would have caused far too much
suspicion).
Overall, Dumbledore wasn't too pleased with the arrangement at first, especially on hearing the man had no particular experience teaching, regardless of his abilities. But then again (they could hardly do worse than Lockhart) and for reasons obvious (given the turn of events with the previous three professors) no one else really seemed all that interested in the position these days.
Dumbledore was however coming around since he met him, based on two curious occurrences. Within minutes of Asato Tsuzuki entering the building, Peeves was begging for mercy and swearing fealty (it was worth hiring the man just for that), and secondly, Fawkes, who rarely left his sanctuary, was nuzzling his legs like a love-sick kitten.
If anything still reserved Dumbledore, it was the mans eyes. Purple eyes, even in the wizarding world, rarely belonged to anything that wasn't malevolent. But then Dumbledore would be the last person to judge any book by its cover, and frankly, with the Order of the Phoenix recently reformed, not to mention the necessity for it, it would be worth keeping an eye on any potential ally.
With the Wizard School in Nagasaki decimated in 1945 under questionable circumstances (although the majority of Wizards and Muggles still believed it was a fatality of the muggle wars), in Dumbledore's opinion, it was far too much of a coincidence that this co-incided with Tom Riddles descent into the dark ways. If what he suspected was true . . . was. . . well . . . true, then the Japanese were carrying out their own investigations into the reports of Voldemorts return.
The boy was another mystery. A spattering of training in healing and defense, and a natural empath - probably just enough training to pass him off as a third or fourth year, and he looked about the right age. After the exchange students from the Tri-Wizard cup last year, there shouldn't be too many problems with integrating him.
* * * * *
"Something's different . . ." murmured Ron thoughtfully as they entered the great hall.
"Besides the new defense against the dark arts professor and the transfer?" Asked Harry. He glanced about the hall and noticed nothing abnormal. "I don't see anything strange . . ."
"It isn't a matter of what you can see, Harry. It's what you can't." Pointed out Hermione cryptically. When Ron and Harry continued to look at her blankly, she sighed. "Ghosts. There are no ghosts here tonight."
"Oh." Ron and Harry uttered in comprehension. In fact, there hadn't been any ghosts at all around lately - and now that it had been pointed out to them it was painfully obvious. "Do we know why?" Ron asked Hermione.
"Well." Said Hermione, closing the heavy volume she had open in front of her, to give them her full attention. "I went to the 2nd story bathroom to ask Myrtle. They're all scared."
"What scares a ghost?" Asked Harry.
"Besides basilisks? Asked Ron unnecessarily.
At that moment Peeves put in an appearance floating up to the main table. Expecting some mischief, all those that had noticed him turned to watch in apprehension. However Peeves just floated by, stopping to address the new professor, inquiring politely if he'd settled in okay or needed anything. Visibly flustered at the attention from what was now the greater part of the hall, the professor nodded yeas and shook his head no respectively. Peeves in turn expressed delight before excusing himself
"I've never seen anything like it . . ." Remarked Ron wide-eyed. "Peeves was actually groveling. . . the man is obviously some kind of genius. . . ."
"Not that that matters! He's absolutely gorgeous!" Exclaimed Lavender a few seats down, as though the possibility of intellect was a drawback. Harry couldn't help but think that possibly the only reason she was sitting in such close proximity was to eaves drop on Hermione who had all the information. "He can't be older than 30 at most!" This statement was met with a rather cursory snort from the blonde boy sitting just a little further down.
"That's Hisoka Kurosaki, he arrived today, he's only here for a short while. He's from Japan, and doesn't speak much English." Remarked Ginny knowledgeably. "We have potions, herbology and charms together, but I hear he's taking OWL level defense, and history with the first years."
Hisoka, further down the table cringed as he was discussed so casually. Actually, he'd had a fairly good grounding on the simple charms he would be expected to know from Tsuzuki, potions from Watari, and herbology, from Hakushaku of all people who turned out to be an avid gardener. He knew nothing of Wizarding history however, but this proved to be to advantage, since it allowed him to move between different grades and get a better impression of the students.
"With the first years?" Remarked Ron loudly. "Did he flunk history or something in Japan?"
"Hush up Ronald Weasley!" Warned Hermione. "I imagine you must have failed too, or you would have known there is no wizarding school in Japan. Idiot." She huffed dismissively. "Besides, I think it's awfully rude to talk about it."
"Why? He can't understand us." Remarked Ron in an equal huff.
"Er . . . actually . . ." Stuttered Ginny. "Flitwick put a language charm on him. . . I was going to say that next when you interrupted me, honest!"
****NotE: is it too hideously bad? I'm just. on a harry potter high right now *^-^*. (even though I didn't like the fifth book all that much, but it was still very good ^^) I love luna! Ah! I better finish the book before i write anymore, ne? also I wasn't sure weather to use accio or locomotor in the first chapter so don't yell at me for that too bad, I really thought about it before choosing :X also this isn't like a rewrite of that book or anything either its just before, but its been so long since I read goblet of fire anyway theres bound to be mistakes. ahn. anyway, thankyou for reading so far
Overall, Dumbledore wasn't too pleased with the arrangement at first, especially on hearing the man had no particular experience teaching, regardless of his abilities. But then again (they could hardly do worse than Lockhart) and for reasons obvious (given the turn of events with the previous three professors) no one else really seemed all that interested in the position these days.
Dumbledore was however coming around since he met him, based on two curious occurrences. Within minutes of Asato Tsuzuki entering the building, Peeves was begging for mercy and swearing fealty (it was worth hiring the man just for that), and secondly, Fawkes, who rarely left his sanctuary, was nuzzling his legs like a love-sick kitten.
If anything still reserved Dumbledore, it was the mans eyes. Purple eyes, even in the wizarding world, rarely belonged to anything that wasn't malevolent. But then Dumbledore would be the last person to judge any book by its cover, and frankly, with the Order of the Phoenix recently reformed, not to mention the necessity for it, it would be worth keeping an eye on any potential ally.
With the Wizard School in Nagasaki decimated in 1945 under questionable circumstances (although the majority of Wizards and Muggles still believed it was a fatality of the muggle wars), in Dumbledore's opinion, it was far too much of a coincidence that this co-incided with Tom Riddles descent into the dark ways. If what he suspected was true . . . was. . . well . . . true, then the Japanese were carrying out their own investigations into the reports of Voldemorts return.
The boy was another mystery. A spattering of training in healing and defense, and a natural empath - probably just enough training to pass him off as a third or fourth year, and he looked about the right age. After the exchange students from the Tri-Wizard cup last year, there shouldn't be too many problems with integrating him.
* * * * *
"Something's different . . ." murmured Ron thoughtfully as they entered the great hall.
"Besides the new defense against the dark arts professor and the transfer?" Asked Harry. He glanced about the hall and noticed nothing abnormal. "I don't see anything strange . . ."
"It isn't a matter of what you can see, Harry. It's what you can't." Pointed out Hermione cryptically. When Ron and Harry continued to look at her blankly, she sighed. "Ghosts. There are no ghosts here tonight."
"Oh." Ron and Harry uttered in comprehension. In fact, there hadn't been any ghosts at all around lately - and now that it had been pointed out to them it was painfully obvious. "Do we know why?" Ron asked Hermione.
"Well." Said Hermione, closing the heavy volume she had open in front of her, to give them her full attention. "I went to the 2nd story bathroom to ask Myrtle. They're all scared."
"What scares a ghost?" Asked Harry.
"Besides basilisks? Asked Ron unnecessarily.
At that moment Peeves put in an appearance floating up to the main table. Expecting some mischief, all those that had noticed him turned to watch in apprehension. However Peeves just floated by, stopping to address the new professor, inquiring politely if he'd settled in okay or needed anything. Visibly flustered at the attention from what was now the greater part of the hall, the professor nodded yeas and shook his head no respectively. Peeves in turn expressed delight before excusing himself
"I've never seen anything like it . . ." Remarked Ron wide-eyed. "Peeves was actually groveling. . . the man is obviously some kind of genius. . . ."
"Not that that matters! He's absolutely gorgeous!" Exclaimed Lavender a few seats down, as though the possibility of intellect was a drawback. Harry couldn't help but think that possibly the only reason she was sitting in such close proximity was to eaves drop on Hermione who had all the information. "He can't be older than 30 at most!" This statement was met with a rather cursory snort from the blonde boy sitting just a little further down.
"That's Hisoka Kurosaki, he arrived today, he's only here for a short while. He's from Japan, and doesn't speak much English." Remarked Ginny knowledgeably. "We have potions, herbology and charms together, but I hear he's taking OWL level defense, and history with the first years."
Hisoka, further down the table cringed as he was discussed so casually. Actually, he'd had a fairly good grounding on the simple charms he would be expected to know from Tsuzuki, potions from Watari, and herbology, from Hakushaku of all people who turned out to be an avid gardener. He knew nothing of Wizarding history however, but this proved to be to advantage, since it allowed him to move between different grades and get a better impression of the students.
"With the first years?" Remarked Ron loudly. "Did he flunk history or something in Japan?"
"Hush up Ronald Weasley!" Warned Hermione. "I imagine you must have failed too, or you would have known there is no wizarding school in Japan. Idiot." She huffed dismissively. "Besides, I think it's awfully rude to talk about it."
"Why? He can't understand us." Remarked Ron in an equal huff.
"Er . . . actually . . ." Stuttered Ginny. "Flitwick put a language charm on him. . . I was going to say that next when you interrupted me, honest!"
****NotE: is it too hideously bad? I'm just. on a harry potter high right now *^-^*. (even though I didn't like the fifth book all that much, but it was still very good ^^) I love luna! Ah! I better finish the book before i write anymore, ne? also I wasn't sure weather to use accio or locomotor in the first chapter so don't yell at me for that too bad, I really thought about it before choosing :X also this isn't like a rewrite of that book or anything either its just before, but its been so long since I read goblet of fire anyway theres bound to be mistakes. ahn. anyway, thankyou for reading so far
