Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

After the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class in the fourth grade, every student who finished the class felt heavy.

They walked out of the classroom with deep thoughts and looked at the other little wizards laughing and chatting in the corridors of the castle, feeling as if they were in another world.

Sherlock didn't tell them any big truths after that, but simply told them that this was just one of the countless memories in the mind of the former Auror who was now serving as the castle guard at Hogwarts.

There were also some more unbearable memories, and he had no choice.

After assigning the homework, Sherlock reminded them that the next few classes would be taught in the same way. After personally observing the scenes of the Soul Seizing Curse and the Death Curse, he announced that the get out of class was over.

Harry, Ron and Hermione still walked out of the classroom together, but no one of them wanted to speak first. They just looked at each other and walked towards the Gryffindor lounge together.

They also met Neville on the way. Neville looked like he was frightened, his face was pale, and he walked back alone in silence.

Ron opened his mouth to say hello to him, and he responded with a stutter that looked no different from usual.

This made Ron whisper to Harry and Hermione.

"I thought Neville would be scared to death. I guess he, like those Hufflepuff students, didn't dare to watch the wizard being tortured by the Cruciatus Curse."

Also after class, Sherlock just walked to his office door and saw Hilke standing there waiting for him.

he asked doubtfully.

"I remember you have another class after that, right? What do you want from me?"

Silk said with a straight face.

"Fiddlesticks, who was imprisoned in the Department of Mysteries of the German Ministry of Magic, escaped again."

Sherlock looked surprised.

"Escaped again? Is your old club's defense so lax? Did it escape as soon as it said it had escaped?"

"Someone used the Imperius Curse to control a Silent Man and helped Fiddlesticks open the cell where it was held. The German Ministry of Magic did not find out who that person was, but my former boss, the Director of the Department of Mysteries, wrote a letter Give it to me, she guessed that Fiddlesticks might come to us."

Sherlock touched his chin. He pushed open the door of his office and walked in with Hilke.

"It wants revenge? Isn't the purpose of escaping too simple?"

Silk shook his head seriously.

"I was the one responsible for taking care of it before, and I know it better than others. It is a very vengeful thing. If it has the ability, the first thing it will do when it escapes will be without hesitation. Destroy the Department of Mysteries, which has imprisoned it for hundreds of years, but it obviously does not have this ability now, so if it wants to find a target for revenge, it will most likely come to us first. "

Sherlock couldn't help but twitch his lips when he heard what she said.

"Okay, even if it is eager for revenge, is it really that easy for us to deal with? We caught it before, so some things were a little more troublesome, but if it comes to the door this time, how can it be sure that it is mine? opponent?"

"I didn't divine it." Silk shook his head gently, "But things are definitely not that simple, especially the person who released Fiddlesticks. His purpose is the key. I always feel that person's purpose Actually it’s you.”

Sherlock's face was slightly startled, and then he narrowed his eyes as if he thought of something.

"The target is me... That's really rare. I don't have many enemies in the magic world."

Hilke didn't stay with Sherlock much longer. She still had a sixth grade class to attend.

"If it really wants to take revenge, then its biggest target must be you. You must be more careful recently."

"Don't worry, I won't leave Hogwarts for anything during this time." Sherlock smiled and waved his hand to reassure her.

After Silk left, the expression on his face slowly became calmer, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The next few days at Hogwarts were uneventful.

The official start of the Triwizard Tournament will not be until a few days before Halloween at the end of October. The students are still enthusiastic about this competition that has not yet started, but study and life in the castle are also continuing.

Harry could clearly notice that George and Fred seemed to be planning something recently. They rarely made any noise in the Gryffindor common room. They always kept a piece of parchment away from everyone. Whisper something.

According to the information that Ron privately inquired about, the Weasley twins are currently studying how to increase their age by a few months to meet the standards for students over 17 years old to register for the Triwizard Tournament.

Harry felt that the probability of their success was very low. If they were allowed to get through casually, the game would definitely be messed up.

After the first Defense Against the Dark Arts lesson, Sherlock gave them two more lessons on the Imperius Curse and the Death Curse in the same way. The memories they saw still came from Moody's mind. .

Now, whenever fourth-grade students see Moody in the castle, they can't help but straighten their backs with a look of awe, which is completely opposite to their previous attitude of subconsciously wanting to stay away from him when they see him.

There were even a few boys who were more daring. Their biggest dream in the future was to join the Ministry of Magic as an Auror. They shamelessly approached Moody and asked him about things in the Auror headquarters.

Although Moody looks rough on the outside, he has a warm heart.

One of his most famous deeds is that he once persuaded many Aurors who were wavering between the Ministry of Magic and Death Eaters to turn back and make the right decision (it's not just pointing a wand at the nose to persuade, it really all depends on a mouth).

When faced with the Hogwarts students who came to chat with him, he welcomed them all and happily pointed out some of their shortcomings in spells.

This made the castle caretaker who was new to the castle very popular among the students, which was completely opposite to the reputation of the other castle caretaker Filch among the young wizards.

The first day of October is getting closer and closer to the start of the Triwizard Tournament.

That evening, Harry and the others walked out of the Potions classroom and were about to return to the lounge when they suddenly stopped at a corner of the underground corridor.

"what is that?"

He looked at an empty classroom that had been deserted all year round. Through the window, he always felt like something was staring at him.

Ron and Hermione followed his gaze, but saw nothing. However, Harry still refused to give up. He pushed open the door of the empty classroom and the three of them walked in together.

It was empty, no one was there, except for a withered yellow straw that was blown in by the wind or left by someone on the desk in the middle of the classroom.

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