Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

It was already the next morning when Sherlock left the Ministry of Magic.

Instead of apparating directly back to the Leaky Cauldron, he wandered along the streets of London, bought three breakfasts in a restaurant, and then walked back slowly.

With Scrimgeour, the first part of his goal had been achieved.

Even if Mrs. Selwyn finally disagrees with him entering the Department of Mysteries, he can still settle for entering the Auror Command.

Although he couldn't have direct contact with the Department of Mysteries, today's incident at least made him familiar with Mrs. Selwyn. It would be much easier to contact him later.

When he returned to the Leaky Cauldron, the place was still the same as when he left. Of course, this was also the reason why he had only been away for less than three days.

After saying hello to Old Tom downstairs and finding nothing special in his words and expressions, Sherlock came to the second floor, opened the door and walked into Room 11, where he had been living.

The room was empty, the quilts on both beds were folded upright, but there was no sign of Amy.

Sherlock frowned slightly. He seemed to have a bad premonition and shouted softly to the empty room.

"Amy."

However, no one responded to him.

With Amy's character, she would definitely not make such a joke with him if she was still in the room, which only meant that she was not here.

Sherlock's heart suddenly sank. He left his breakfast on the table and hurriedly opened the door and walked out. He arrived at the door of Room 12, Snape's room. Just as he was about to knock on the door, he faintly Yoyo heard a conversation inside.

"Amy thinks you should put three of these leaves into the pot."

"I said, if you want to stay here, just shut up while I'm refining the medicine!"

"But Amy is right."

"..."

"Look! You put four leaves in it and it becomes mushy."

"If you hadn't said it! Of course I would have put in three slices instead of four!"

"Why did Amy say four pieces? Isn't what Amy said wrong?"

"Shut up! Go play with your windmill!"

Sherlock's frown gradually relaxed. Hearing the conversation inside, a smile appeared on his face. Then he returned to Room 11, brought the breakfast he had bought before, and knocked gently on the door of Room 12.

It was silent for a moment, and then there seemed to be some slight movement. Under Sherlock's control magic, he could clearly "see" Snape with a gloomy face, putting on the invisibility cloak on Amy, letting her hide. Get under the bed.

About five seconds later, the door was opened a crack, and the indifferent face hidden behind the crack revealed Sherlock's smiling face.

After seeing the person clearly, Snape opened the door completely and let Sherlock in.

"Now, take this little girl away immediately! She has been annoying me here for two days!"

Snape looked resentful and angry, but Sherlock, who had been familiar with him for a long time, actually knew very well that he was not angry at all, he just meant something different.

"Why is Amy bothering you? She asked you to prepare the medicine correctly, but you got angry and didn't do what she said?" Sherlock teased.

Snape's face froze, he snorted and stopped talking.

Amy also heard Sherlock's voice while hiding under the bed. She crawled out from under the bed, leaving the wide invisibility cloak still on the ground.

Amy was still holding the windmill in her hand, looking at Sherlock with her clear and bright eyes.

"Did John have any luck this time?"

Sherlock took off the amulet he had been wearing around his neck and put it back on Amy.

"It may have a greater effect than you think, Amy. It not only brought me luck, but also allowed me to meet your father."

The corners of Amy's mouth became flat, so that her expression was actually a smile.

"Amy knew her dad would be okay because when he left, Amy felt the same as before." Gu

Sherlock touched her head and put breakfast on the table.

"Let's eat first. I'm done with my work. I can take Amy to the amusement park tomorrow."

Amy didn't know much about amusement parks, but she was very happy when Sherlock was willing to go out with her.

"Will Tobias go too?"

Sherlock was stunned for a moment before he remembered that Tobias was Snape's pseudonym.

He glared at Snape, who was trying to see if he could restore the potion that had been ruined.

"Asking you! Will you be with us tomorrow?"

Snape looked at them with a dark face and took the breakfast that Sherlock bought for him.

"What do you think we need to do now? Be a nanny and take the little girl to the amusement park!"

Amy blinked.

"Tobias doesn't like amusement parks?"

Snape snorted and said sarcastically.

"Who but young and ignorant children would really enjoy that boring place."

"But John said the amusement park was fun."

"So there is no difference between him and you who were young and ignorant. This is the reason why you can get along so well!"

"But Tobia is obviously very good to Amy."

"Nonsense! I wish you would disappear from my eyes right away!" Snape's voice sounded a little angry.

Sherlock ate his sandwich with a sullen face, listening to their quarrel as there was something personal about it, and even scolded himself for it.

"Of course I know what we should do. What do you think I have been doing these days? Regarding Lily's matter, I can't say that I have a clue, but at least I have a direction."

Snape suddenly raised his head and stared at Sherlock.

"You're not lying to me!"

Sherlock helped Amy tear open the paper wrapping the sandwich.

"Do you believe it or not, I need to lie to you?"

Snape's eyes flashed and he clenched his fists slightly.

"You're not saying history can't be changed..."

"History cannot be changed, but it doesn't matter if we add some personal things to history. What cannot be changed refers to those things that have already happened and have been known and recognized by people in the future. These cannot and cannot be changed in any way. ”

Sherlock wiped the salad dressing from Amy's mouth with a paper towel.

"And such a discovery is largely due to Amy."

Although Amy didn't understand what Sherlock was saying, she could still tell that he was praising her, and she couldn't help but show a little pride on her face.

"So are you willing to go to the amusement park with Amy tomorrow?" Sherlock looked at Snape and raised his eyebrows again.

Snape was silent for a moment, and then said as if he was squeezing his voice through his teeth.

"I go."

Sherlock patted his shoulder with satisfaction.

"This is the right thing! Uncle Tobia."