Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

"In addition to the Quidditch World Cup?" Sherlock frowned slightly, "And it's still at Hogwarts?"

The further the plot goes, the more blurry the impression in Sherlock's mind becomes.

However, this year, when Harry entered fourth grade, he knew clearly that this was a turning point for the entire magical world.

It was after this year that the Dark Lord, who had been out of power for more than ten years, made a comeback.

He didn't know what kind of evil happened in the middle, but such a change must be related to Hogwarts.

Kingsley saw that Sherlock's attention was successfully attracted, and he had no intention of deliberately whetting his appetite.

"This year, the three magic academies in Europe plan to re-host the Triwizard Tournament, which has been stagnant for a hundred years. The Department of International Magic Cooperation and the Department of Magical Sports have begun to prepare for this matter. Although it has not yet been announced and fully confirmed, it is pretty close."

Sherlock was no stranger to the Triwizard Tournament. While looking through the past school history of Hogwarts, he learned that this was actually a permanent competition between the three magic schools in Europe.

After all, the entire European continent is such a big place, and there are three magic schools that naturally have to compete.

Sending the best students in your school to compete is the most straightforward way to see who is strong and who is weak.

This is somewhat similar to the sect competition in fantasy, except that the background is changed to the Western magic world in the twentieth century.

But after all, the social order in the magical world is not that cruel. It would make people laugh to say that it is a civilized society with sound morals and laws, but it cannot be said to be the law of the forest where the weak prey on the strong.

Wizards who are generally stronger in combat than ordinary people have become Aurors who work all year round and have a family. Wizards with weak abilities can live their own stable lives without fear of dying inexplicably one day.

The emergence of dark forces like Voldemort is rare.

Looking through the entire history of magic, there are only two of them, and the first of them also wants to make the magic world a better place, but his philosophy conflicts with most people.

In such a magical society where peace and stability are the main themes, the content of the Triwizard Tournament is too dangerous, and almost every student participating in the competition will die.

Those who died were all the best students in the entire magic school that year. Such a painful price was unacceptable to the three principals a hundred years ago and the Ministry of Magic of several countries, and finally chose to shut down the competition completely.

Up to now, almost no one still remembers this game. Why is it restarted for no reason?

Regarding this, Kingsley, who has been rooted in the Ministry of Magic for more than ten years, heard some inside stories.

"It is said that Minister of Magic Fudge took the initiative to restart the Triwizard Tournament."

He spoke softly, saying only this sentence, and everything was gone.

Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic who has been living in Dumbledore's shadow since he took office, has never taken it easy to establish his authority in the wizarding world.

In the first few years after he took office, he was still obedient and obedient to Dumbledore. Basically, whenever the Ministry of Magic made any major decisions, he would come to Hogwarts to consult Dumbledore.

Until he gradually discovered that the old man hiding in the towering castle tower, eating cockroaches and drinking lemonade, really had no interest in controlling the political affairs of the magical world.

Fudge became more and more courageous.

He wanted to suppress Dumbledore's prestige in the wizarding world and at the same time improve his own reputation, so as to extend the time he could sit in this position.

Successfully hosting a grand event that has not been held again in a century is undoubtedly a brilliant political achievement.

And if something goes wrong in this event, or if Hogwarts, which has high hopes from the British wizarding public, does not win the championship, then he can just go ahead and blame Dumbledore.

Anyway, the students were taught by Dumbledore, and the competition was held on Dumbledore's territory.

Fudge will take the good reputation, and Dumbledore will take the blame. valley

Regardless of whether those who engage in politics are brave or timid, their hearts are just as dirty.

This is also the reason why Dumbledore was still unwilling to enter the Ministry of Magic and take the position of Minister even though he was well received by the public.

"Ha, if our Lord Minister could focus on studying these silly things and focus on business, then his reputation would have spread throughout the magical world."

Sherlock said with a sneer.

Fudge's small thoughts were as clear to Dumbledore as Harry's wandering eyes saying that he didn't go out at night.

It's just that the things and realms they care about are different. Fudge wants fame and power, while Dumbledore ignores all these things he cares about.

Although Kingsley knew about things in the political field, he didn't want to take it seriously. He shook his head.

"No matter what the reason is, the resumption of the Triwizard Tournament is still a big event."

Throwing the bamboo stick in his hand into the trash can not far away, Sherlock stood up and patted the non-existent dust on his body.

"While we were chatting, we wandered into these tiring places again. Forget it, I won't bother you anymore. You can continue walking around Diagon Alley. There is someone waiting for me at the Leaky Cauldron. If I don't go there, she might be dead. It’s time to wait.”

Kingsley stood up with a sigh.

"Try to be careful at Hogwarts this year too."

Sherlock shrugged and spread his hands.

"What am I worried about? The Triwizard Tournament is an event for students. What does it have to do with me, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor?"

Kingsley's face was as dark as water.

"After Moody retired, Dumbledore contacted him privately and wanted him to stay at Hogwarts for the next year. I don't know the specific reasons, but something is wrong."

Sherlock patted him on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, I will pay attention."

The two separated in Diagon Alley, and Kingsley lost interest in shopping and simply used Apparition to leave.

Sherlock went straight to the Leaky Cauldron. As soon as he entered the door, he saw the girl sitting quietly at the wooden table, silently staring at the tea cup in front of her.

He sat in front of Hilke and saw that there was nothing around her, so he couldn't help but ask doubtfully.

"Where are the things you bought?"

"I asked the clerk to send it home directly via owl express."

While she was talking about life, she was still staring at the teacup on the table, and her answers to Sherlock's words seemed like she was mumbling unconsciously.

Sherlock noticed something strange about her and looked at the contents of the tea cup. He saw nothing except a layer of tea residue on the bottom.

"What do you see?"

Silk murmured softly.

"A snake...a venomous snake that is shedding its skin and being reborn."