Teaching muggle studies.

[Piercing gaze - Incantation Penetrabilior.

Method of delivery - use your eyes to lock onto the eyes of the witch or wizard with magic core power lower than you.

Wand movement - swish and point.

The system advises you to level this up and use a non-verbal, wandless chant. Otherwise, the magical community being superstitious as they are may dub you as a pervert. This is the worst insult a teacher can get.]

"Why in God's name do they want to dub me a pervert?"

[Because staring into another person's eye muttering something and not talking can be creepy in nature.]

"When you say it like that it seems plausible" I said.

The battle with Snape was my victory at the cost of my arm in the virtual training room. I did not use power to overwhelm him. I wanted to use my skills to defeat him. Sadly he had more experience than me.

[New mission - Defeat Snape with pure magical/physical skill within 3 weeks. As a candidate to be the next Great wizard how can your skill level be similar to a noob?

Reward - Rubiks cube of curses - a must-have study tool for all curse breakers which enables you to simulate various curses and break them.]

"I will think about it in the morning. Let me get some sleep for now." I replied

[Dumbledores POV, Headmasters office late at night]

'That blubbering idiot had the audacity to steal my thunder during the grand feast. But still, that turban is quite a good disguise. I was unable to get any readings of dark energy from it. Poor Voldermort must have lost quite a bit of strength. It seems that turban is the new fashion. Dawlish also has sported one. Should I get one as well? No, I am Albus Dumbledore, I set the trend and others follow. How can I follow the fashion sense of two upstarts? I need a lemon drop just to calm my nerves'.

"Ah, Severus my boy. How are you feeling after the incident in the great hall?" I asked him as soon as he entered.

Snape felt bitter. The thought that idiot showed him also had the headmaster calling him a boy. "I am quite good, why did you call me here headmaster?"

"Ah, I want you to keep an eye on young Quirinus. He was after all just finished his sabbatical. I have heard he had quite the adventure in Albania".

"I will. If that is all I will retire to my chambers headmaster." Snape said.

[Forbidden forest]

A creature floating off the ground was attacking a unicorn. Once the creature killed it, it slowly brought its lips together and started drinking the blood. Once it drained the poor unicorn of its blood, it floated off in the direction of the castle.

[Leo/Quirrell Pov]

The next day started casually. I ran around the black lake for an hour and went to the kitchen of Hogwarts. You just had to tickle the pear in the painting near the Hufflepuff common room entrance. As I entered, I saw rows of house-elves preparing the breakfast. "Hello there, can I get some bacon and eggs please with a glass of orange juice to wash it down?"

The elves were ecstatic as it has been quite some time since someone came to the kitchen. "Yes mister wizard, Bobby will bring you food" one of the elves soon came up with a plate filled with bacon and eggs. Once done with that I looked around the kitchen. Apparently one of the elves was brewing two potions on the side checking at the recipes attached to the walls beside them.

"What is he brewing Bobby" I asked the elf who gave me the food.

"Those are potions for the student's master wizard. The cauldron on the left is for Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff tables while the one on the right is for the Slytherin table. Headmaster gave us the recipes himself and ordered us to follow what is written in the paper."

I checked them out and it seems to be a mixture of loyalty potions and irritability potions. Seems like this is the reason why there are so many conflicts in the house. As the elves were working hard, I surreptitiously dropped my dish down. A loud clang brought the attention of the elves including the one brewing the potion. I used an ink eraser charm to remove pearl from pearl dust written in the recipe for the potion. Now the main ingredient for both potions has become just dust. Since they administer very small quantities, it should not be a problem. The other ingredients do mainly help bind the potion from exploding.

Hopefully, this throws a wrench in old Dumbles plan.

Once done, I donned my charismatic clothes and headed towards the classroom. By nine all the 15 third years who have taken the subject was in. I was about to touch the doorknob when I felt unsavory magic in them. It seems like something that changes the color of my dress to green. I just waved my wand on top of it and broke the curse. Then the previous entry was repeated. Billowing clothes, and thumping boots.

The class looked at me with curious eyes. All except the twins Fred and George were wearing green uniforms. The twins were wondering why my attire did not change.

I placed my books on the pedestal and looked at them. "It seems like the ones in proper clothing are the ones who played this prank, I assume"

"10 points each from Gryffindor for placing a prank curse on the classroom door" with that said I waved my wand finiteing all the other curses on the poor kids.

"Sir you can't prove that it's us" Fred said.

"And why is that Mr. Weasly?" I asked.

"Because when we placed it no one saw" George replied.

Fred just smacked the head of his brother who gave them up even before the conversation began.

"Settle down Mr. Weaslys." I waved my hand as the door closed with a thud. "Magic always leaves an imprint whether you want it or not. For a powerful wizard, it is just elementary on who placed the curse. But we are not here today to learn curse-breaking are we. Now I don't know what level of knowledge you guys have on muggles so I am going to give a test. Nothing too strenuous. Just some common knowledge amongst muggles. Common sense can solve almost all answers in this paper. Most of you may have joined this elective with the opinion of an easy subject. But I assure you it is not." I waved my wand as the papers floated slowly and separating one by one from the pile and landing in front of the students. Some looked at me critically while others focused on their paper.