Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

Soon Harry and the three of them sneakily surrounded Sherlock in the middle.

Sherlock put down the carrot in his hand and glanced at them, clearly sensing their evil intentions.

"You guys have something going on?"

Ron was the most enthusiastic and looking forward to this matter, and rubbed his hands with a dry smile.

"Professor, what do you think of this Quidditch World Cup final?"

Sherlock commanded the kitchen knife, cut it into pieces with a few swipes, put it on the plate that Silke brought, and said angrily.

"I see with my eyes."

Hermione, who was still the most honest among the three of them, blinked her bright eyes and begged.

"Tell us what you think, professor. Which team do you think is stronger?"

Every teacher will be more patient with good students, but Sherlock still rolled his eyes helplessly.

"I don't even know more about these Quidditch teams than any of the three of you. Rather than ask me, you should judge for yourselves."

"We just want to hear your analysis." Harry looked at him eagerly, "After all, you are our most trusted professor."

Okay, I know it's flattery, but nice words always make people feel better.

Sherlock's face relaxed and he shrugged.

"Since you all said so, I am more optimistic about the Bulgarian team. After all, they seem to have a star player in the team."

At this moment, the breathing of the three Harrys became heavier at the same time, and the eyes they looked at Sherlock also changed, as if they were looking at a walking money tree!

"What about the score?" Harry even started to stutter. He tried to calm down his emotions and asked, "What do you think the final score was."

Sherlock blinked and guessed a few numbers at random.

"Bulgaria 170: Ireland 160. I'm just saying that they are all teams that have reached the finals. The gap between the two teams shouldn't be very big."

"yeah!!!"

Harry, Ron and Hermione cheered for a moment. While Sherlock looked confused, they rushed out of the tent impatiently. Everyone handed over all their belongings to Balman.

Of course they did not press as Sherlock predicted, but they pressed Ireland by 170 points: Bulgaria by 160 points.

Balmain stared at them and confirmed again and again, directly pressing the score. The risk was extremely high. Although the three of them did not press a lot of money in total, even if the return rate was a hundred times or a thousand times, it would only be a few hundred galleons (Harry only Suppressing the money you carry with you).

But it was still a child's pocket money, so he would inevitably worry that after losing all the money, Harry and the others would cry and complain to his family.

But of course Harry and the others were full of confidence, and they directly put the money into Balmain's hand. They were also quite smart. They didn't say that they would definitely be right, they just said that they would play casually and treat it as a surprise if they won.

After Harry and the others ran out, Sherlock shook his head in confusion and returned his attention to chopping vegetables.

Silk, who had completely seen the actions of the three Harrys, asked Sherlock meaningfully.

"These three students of yours often ask you questions like this?"

Sherlock naturally had nothing to hide from Hilke.

"Yeah, I remember they came to me at first and asked me weird questions like what the weather was like, whether Harry could pick up the money, whether Seamus would accidentally explode something during class. Later they also said that I was A crow's mouth, thinking that something will turn out in the opposite direction. I just played with the children and did the test with them. The result was true, haha, this is neither magic nor magic. The scientific stuff is complete nonsense.”

Silk listened to his words carefully, and did not laugh with him about this matter, but remained thoughtful in silence.

It wasn't until Sherlock put all this matter behind him and skewered the sausages, chicken wings, and legs on barbecue skewers under Mrs. Weasley's command that Silk suddenly said something inexplicable.

"You must never bet with others in the future."

Sherlock didn't see her serious attitude at this time, so he waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

"I've always been insulated from gambling. I never place any bets with others."

Silk stared at Sherlock's back silently.

In the golden pupils covered by the black ribbon, a human figure was reflected, and the body was wrapped with countless invisible threads.

The ends of those threads disappeared into the air, and seemed to be connected to something incredible.

...

The events of the Quidditch World Cup Final began at night.

As the night deepened, a deep and deep gong sound came from somewhere far away in the woods. Immediately, thousands of red and green lanterns bloomed on the trees, lighting up the road leading to the arena.

Mr. Weasley called back the children who were hanging out at the stalls.

The three of Harry and the Weasley twins all returned empty-handed, which made Mrs. Weasley look at them in confusion.

"Didn't you buy some souvenirs?"

Of course they didn't dare to tell her about the bet, George and Fred said with a smile.

"We want to save some money, Mom, but who asked you to take away all the joke magic props we were planning to sell?"

Harry and the other three nodded in agreement, as if they really wanted to save some money.

Although Mrs. Weasley still looked suspicious, she didn't ask any more questions.

After all, the pocket money is theirs, and she can't interfere with how they spend it.

Mr. Weasley led the way. Except for Harry and the others, who were all empty-handed, everyone held the things they bought in their hands and walked quickly into the woods along the passage illuminated by the lantern.

Sherlock bought Hilke a dancing clover hat. This hat wasn't very pretty, but it was very interesting to wear it on Hilke's head and keep dancing.

Hilke didn't seem very interested in the hat, but she didn't take it off either. She and Sherlock each had a panoramic telescope hung around their necks.

Not only them, but every child in the Weasley family, as well as Harry and Hermione, have the same telescope around their necks.

Sherlock paid for this and said with a smile that it would be an early Christmas gift to them this year.

Hundreds of people could be heard walking around, shouting, laughter, and intermittent singing.

This kind of feverish excitement was very contagious, and several children couldn't help but laugh from ear to ear. They walked in the woods for twenty minutes, talking and laughing loudly, and finally emerged from the other side of the woods. One side came out, and then he found himself in the shadow of a huge stadium.

Sherlock could only see part of the magnificent golden wall surrounding the arena, but he could tell that it would not be a problem to fit ten cathedrals inside.