Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

When Sherlock returned from the principal's office, Snape was still standing alone outside the door.

His face was calm, and on the surface he looked like he was not mentally disturbed, but his eyes staring at the ceiling in a daze had already exposed his restless heart.

"Have you thought about what to say when we meet again?" Sherlock asked calmly.

Snape didn't look at him, but surprisingly said.

"I won't see her anymore."

Sherlock suddenly raised his eyebrows.

"Why are you missing again? Going back to the past few days, weren't you just waiting for this moment? Are you afraid that she will know about your treatment of Harry? You just need to tell the truth truthfully. This is also to protect Harry. She will definitely understand."

However, Snape didn't say anything more, he just turned around expressionlessly and prepared to leave.

When he passed by Sherlock, he suddenly said something.

"I owe you."

Sherlock looked at his back walking away along the corridor and muttered softly.

"Pretentious."

In the office, Lily and Harry had just met and naturally had countless things to say.

Harry vaguely summarized what happened to him at the Dursleys, and only focused on his experiences after entering Hogwarts.

He said that he knew two friends, Ron and Hermione, and that the professors in the castle were very good.

He also talked about his experiences in the past three school years, until he met Sirius this year and discovered that Peter was the real traitor. Sherlock calculated that the time was almost up, so he opened the door and walked into the office.

Seeing Sherlock walk in, Harry introduced Lily excitedly.

"Mom, this is the Professor Forrester I told you about. He is the best professor in Hogwarts, and it was he who allowed me to meet you."

Lily, whose whole body was transparent and suspended in mid-air, turned to look at Sherlock, with a grateful look on her beautiful face.

"Thank you for taking care of Harry all these years and allowing me to see him today."

Lily now retains her appearance as before her death.

She seemed a little more mature than the Lily Sherlock saw back in the past, but the change in appearance was not that big.

After all, she married Harry's father, James, right after graduation, and had Harry not long after that. She was the same age as Sherlock when she finally died.

Sherlock waved his hand and did not take any credit for this matter.

"I am Harry's teacher, and I should take care of him. As for allowing you to meet Harry again, you should be grateful most to Snape. If he hadn't kept begging me like that, I wouldn't have I’ll think of helping you.”

Although the old hypocrite didn't know what to say after meeting the current Lily, at least they were in trouble together, and Sherlock didn't mind mentioning it if he could help him.

To what he said, not only Lily, but Harry reacted much more violently, and he exclaimed.

"Snape!"

Lily was a smart person during her lifetime, otherwise she would not have been favored by Slughorn.

"Professor Forrester, did you and Snape help me together?"

Hearing her address to Snape, Sherlock couldn't help but sigh softly in his heart, but this was normal.

The current Lily has already gone through the period when Snape joined the Death Eaters and did evil in the wizarding world, so she probably has given up on him completely.

"To put it simply, due to some accidents, Snape and I went back to the past. I was thinking of a way to come back, and he was thinking of a way to save you. Then I helped him and created a magic based on the subsequent development of history. , so that you won’t die so completely before you die.”

Shylock really makes a long story short, summarizing the matter in a few sentences.

Lily just listened to what he said, and looked at one place absentmindedly, and it didn't take long for her to guess what was going on.

"That Professor Slughorn is he..."

"That night during the summer vacation, he was the one crying in front of your window, begging you to forgive him."

Sherlock curled his lips and said, there is nothing to hide. Snape couldn't say it, so he naturally didn't care.

Lily's expression was a little complicated, making it difficult to tell what she was feeling at the moment.

"He... later left the Death Eaters?"

"No matter how much you tried to persuade him when he was alive, it was useless. It was only after he died that he repented... Well, I can't say he repented, but he just wanted to understand some things. After that, he came to Hogg Watts became the Potions Professor and Head of Slytherin here."

As he spoke, Sherlock gave Harry a meaningful look.

"Of course, because of some relationships, he really didn't treat Harry very well. This professor was also unfair, but he was always much better than the Snape you knew before."

Everything Sherlock said about Snape was the truth, neither too much praise nor too much disparagement.

He had done Snape a huge favor just by telling the truth. As for what they would say when they met later, and how to deal with their relationship, these were not Sherlock's worries.

Harry was surprised and confused.

He was surprised that Sherlock and Snape went back to the past together when they disappeared, and he was confused because he didn't understand what happened to Snape.

He had heard that Snape seemed to have different feelings for his mother, but he didn't know much else.

After saying everything he could, Sherlock reminded Harry and Lily seriously.

"I have awakened you, but your current form is still very dangerous. Because there has been no experiment, I don't know what kind of spell can affect you, let alone how long you can last in this state. So. From now on, the protective magic on Harry should not take too long every day, just one or two hours is enough, and then the matter must be hidden, not even from Ron and Hermione."

Of course, Harry took note of Sherlock's instructions solemnly.

"Thank you, Professor Forrest." He thanked Sherlock very seriously.

Of course, this was not enough for the things Sherlock helped him do. Harry could only keep it in mind and repay the favor when he had the chance.

After Harry and Lily left, Sherlock lay relaxed on the chair.

Returning to Hogwarts, his tense mood relaxed.

But it's just a temporary relaxation.

At the moment before the Department of Mysteries returned, although Voldemort did not cause him any harm, the overwhelming black mist really shocked Sherlock.

This is the first time he has seen a ceiling-level mission in the magic world.

Sherlock didn't know what effect that black mist had, but when it crashed around him like waves, he could clearly feel that he could use it at one time for five hundred rounds or one thousand rounds. Even tens of thousands of spells could not break through this black mist.

This is no longer something that can be competed by the superposition of numbers. The gap between magic and spells is too huge, and no amount of it can fill it.

I thought that if Voldemort made a comeback in the future, and he was now messing around in Hogwarts, it was still unknown whether the final outcome would be the same as in the original work.

This made Sherlock's desire to strengthen his strength even more urgent.

There are no shortcuts in learning magic. No matter how diligent and talented he is, there is no way he can surpass Voldemort and Dumbledore's decades of magic accumulation.

But the particularity of time travel ultimately left Sherlock with a way to quickly shorten these gaps.

Let the dead remnant soul of the original owner merge with his own soul to make the soul source stronger, and the magic used will naturally become stronger as well.

And there is also the control magic that comes with the soul when it becomes stronger. Sherlock always feels that its role is far more than just controlling the wand to cast spells, and it can also dig deeper.

To do all this, Voldemort's Horcrux is a must.

In other words, for Sherlock, Horcruxes are like the Great Return Pill that can increase his skill for fifty years if he takes one. He has already taken one now.

He just learned how to control magic without any teacher, and the spell he released was much more powerful than before.

Voldemort definitely has more than one Horcrux, which means there are still many chances for Sherlock to be left.

Besides, Sherlock himself was the one who wanted to find the Horcrux, and Dumbledore was even more eager to find it than he was.

One of the most important gains from this journey back to the past was that he got clues about one of the Horcruxes.

Leaning back in the chair, Sherlock drank tea and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Because Lupine's identity was exposed, he could no longer stay in Hogwarts after last night. Sherlock, who originally only had to mark the final exam results of the sixth grade, had a heavier task. He had to take over Lupin's place as a substitute teacher. of four grades.

But he was still not in a hurry. He didn't know what he was thinking about in his head. He was in a daze for a long time before muttering to himself.

"Where did that little girl Amy go?"

...

The day before Hogwarts officially started vacation, Silk sat quietly in front of Dumbledore in Dumbledore's principal's office.

Dumbledore looked at the girl with a hood on her head, covering most of her face, and did not hide the confusion in his eyes.

"Why do you suddenly want to come to Hogwarts to teach? Miss Silk."

For more than ten years, Silke has been coming back to Hogwarts every year to visit her grave. Although Dumbledore didn't communicate much with her, he knew her character well. He never thought that one day she would sit in his own room. Apply for a job in front of.

Silk said calmly.

"No reason, I just want to change places."

"The German Ministry of Magic agrees with your resignation?"

Dumbledore's influence is not limited to the United Kingdom. He has some knowledge of most matters within the Ministry of Magic in Europe, and is very aware of Silk's status within the German Ministry of Magic.

Silk nodded slightly.

"If there are no more vacancies at Hogwarts, I would accept both a substitute and a temporary professor."

Hearing her say this, Dumbledore felt more and more incredible.

If you don't want to work for the good German Ministry of Magic, and even if you have the opportunity to take over the entire Department of Mysteries in the future, why do you want to come to Hogwarts as a substitute professor?

Even a wise man like Dumbledore didn't understand the problem, but he didn't have to.

He naturally knew what kind of abilities Silke had, and he also knew her character well, so he had no resistance to her wanting to teach at Hogwarts.

Dumbledore said with a smile.

"This year the professor of Arithmetic Divination, Setima Victor, applied to me for resignation. She was a little tired of the life of a teacher and wanted to go out for a walk. I didn't find a suitable candidate before, so I wanted to keep her for a few more years. We will agree to her resignation after a candidate is found. Now that you want to teach at Hogwarts, Setima can get your wish."

Arithmetic divination can be said to be a branch of divination.

It's just that compared to divination, which uses abstract divination techniques such as tea leaves, crystal balls, and stars, this science uses numbers and images, which is more regular.

But divination related to mathematics cannot be that simple, especially for wizards who are not rational enough.

Only Hermione was far more interested in this subject than the others, and she even thought that those divination methods that relied entirely on guesswork were not worthy of giving her shoes.

Silk was not surprised and immediately nodded to take over the position.

Her main area of ​​study in the Department of Mysteries is prophecy and divination. Whether it is conventional divination or arithmetic divination that has only emerged in the past hundred years, she has an absolutely professional knowledge reserve.

And just when Silk found Dumbledore to apply for a job, Sherlock also came to Diagon Alley in disguise.

He looked like a middle-aged wizard, with a thin build, a pale face, cold eyes, and an arrogant expression. He looked like an evil dark wizard who stayed at home all year round and didn't know what kind of black magic he was studying.

After arriving at Diagon Alley from the Leaky Cauldron, he did not stop anywhere else, but walked towards the white building in the center of the street with a clear goal.

Gringotts is very busy every day. As the only bank in the wizarding world, these goblins are responsible for many businesses, not just providing treasure troves.

Griphook, the goblin who once hosted Harry Potter in his first year, had just finished an exchange transaction when another goblin walked up to him with a wizard with a haughty expression.

"A man is here who claims to be a member of the Lestrange family. He is going to get something from treasure house No. 18. You are responsible for it."

Griphook put down the tea he was about to bring, nodded to the goblin, and after he left, he looked up and down at the middle-aged wizard who called himself the Lestrange family.

"The Lestrange family? This wizarding family, I remember... everyone seems to be imprisoned in Azkaban, right?" Griphook said suspiciously, "Do you have the key?"

Sherlock gave a disdainful sneer.

"Just take me in."