Just a Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor

Sherlock Cavendish, who had just crossed into the world of Harry Potter, who did not have a golden finger and did not inherit the memory of the original owner, looked at the Hogwarts letter of appointment in his hand, and pouted. “Just a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor.” Note- Other people have posted this before but never completely. I intend to post all chapters in this fic. I will try to edit it as well as I can and will also use ai for checking grammar. I am by no means a professional and am just doing this for fun. I am basically also just reading along so you may find some criticisms of mine written like (TN:) or (TL:). Raw- 不过是黑魔法防御课教授罢了