Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

After Sherlock left Gringotts, he turned and walked into a remote alley.

Inside, he took off the mask on his face, then took out a bottle of disguise potion that he had kidnapped from Snape, poured it on his face, and created an ordinary-looking middle-aged wizard's face.

Then he took out a large black robe, put it on, and put on a hood, just like Hilke usually did, using the hood to cover most of his face.

After getting everything ready, Sherlock walked out of the alley and wandered around Diagon Alley for a while. After making sure that no one was following him, he came to a wall at the end of Diagon Alley.

He walked straight forward as if the wall didn't exist.

The moment Sherlock came into contact with the wall, the entire wall was like ripples on the water, but Sherlock had already disappeared.

The next moment, his figure reappeared in a dirty gray street.

This is a magical street similar to Diagon Alley, but the environment is particularly bad.

There is garbage everywhere on both sides of the road, and the surrounding buildings are also dusty. Just looking at it can make people feel depressed.

There is a wooden sign on the side of the road marking the name of this magical street - Knockturn Alley.

This is a street far less famous in the wizarding world than Diagon Alley, but basically every adult wizard knows about it.

All the shops here are engaged in business related to black magic, and the wizards who wander here all year round are basically dangerous people in the gray area.

It can be said that all those who can become Death Eaters are dark wizards, but not everyone who is a dark wizard is a Death Eater.

Diagon Alley is where most of these dark wizards, who are mostly non-Death Eaters, gather.

Sherlock ignored the shops displaying various severed limbs and hands or withered human heads in the windows, and walked towards the depths of Knockturn Alley with a clear goal.

There are few pedestrians on this street, but almost everyone is dressed the same as Sherlock. There are also some very few people who show up in public. They all have malicious looks on their faces. It can be seen at a glance that they are not good people. witch.

Approaching the end of Knockturn Alley, Sherlock stopped in front of a dilapidated house.

This is not a shop, but rather a house. This is a dilapidated house that Sherlock bought a month ago.

Even though Fantai Alley is a remote place with not much passenger flow, land here is very valuable. Even in such a hidden place, a house covering an area of ​​less than 20 square meters still cost him close to 100 yuan. Thousand Galleons.

Taking out the special key from his pocket, Sherlock opened the door to the house.

There is almost no furniture inside, and the walls and wooden floors are in tatters. It can be seen that this house has a very long history. If it were placed in the Muggle world, it would probably be regarded as a cultural relic.

There was a pile of debris piled up in the northwest corner of the room. Sherlock waved his hand and threw aside the messy old sofas, rotten chairs, broken tables and other rubbish, leaving only an old but still functional one in place. A complete wooden cabinet.

Opening the third drawer from the top of the wooden cabinet, he took out his wand and tapped the inside of the drawer. The entire wooden cabinet automatically split apart, revealing a small secret room at the back.

After the secret room was opened, a lot of messy things squeezed out.

The most conspicuous ones are a skull with a crown on its head and a withered arm. Even if the other items don't look as scary as these two, they still don't look like simple things.

These are all treasures related to black magic that Sherlock screened out from the Lestrange family's vault.

He deliberately separated these things from normal treasures and bought this house for storage. The other gold and silver jewelry, which were also priceless, were placed in Gringotts in France.

Sherlock used his real identity to buy a vault in Gringotts, France, specifically to store the wealth transferred from the Lestrange family's vault.

But the characteristics of these related to black magic are very clear. For the sake of safety, he did not store them in the vault or take action at will.

Instead, put it here alone, plan to pick out the things that may be useful at a certain time, and destroy all the others.

After identifying the black magic-related items in the treasure brought out this time and storing them in the secret room, Sherlock left the house.

He has carefully arranged the protection measures for this house, and he is not afraid of anyone discovering something from here.

Just when he had arranged everything, left Knockturn Alley with other treasures, and returned to Diagon Alley. Just when he took off his black robe and removed the disguise on his face, he ran into an acquaintance.

"Sherlock, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Looking at Kingsley who stopped to greet him, Sherlock also had a smile on his face.

"It's not long before school starts, so I'm here to buy some things that I might need at the beginning of next semester."

Kingsley and Sherlock are old acquaintances. They have been on good terms since they investigated the straw man attack case together last year.

Including tickets for the Quidditch World Cup that was about to be held in England, which he also forwarded to Sherlock.

Kingsley was not wearing the Auror Command uniform today, and he obviously did not come to Diagon Alley for any official business.

"Sometimes I really envy you." Kingsley said with a wry smile, "I have a lot of holidays every year, which is much easier than when I was an Auror."

Sherlock raised his eyebrows and walked side by side with him.

"Come on, are you on vacation now?"

"This is the only day I can rest this month. Not only me, but the entire Auror Command will be very busy."

"Because of the upcoming Quidditch World Cup?"

Kingsley shook his head.

"Not only that, the Daily Prophet has not reported this matter, but it is not a secret. Within the Ministry of Magic, an employee of the Department of Magical Sports named Bertha Jorkins has disappeared. At first we just thought that This woman who is usually a bit silly and likes to meddle in other people’s business has lost her way somewhere, but it’s obvious that something is wrong when she still doesn’t show up.”

"During the Quidditch World Cup, in addition to maintaining security and order within the British wizarding community, we also need to investigate her disappearance. The ministry assigned this task to me, but so far, in addition to knowing where she was before she disappeared, Vacation in Albania, no other clues.”