Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

Silke did not interrupt his thinking. Not long after, Sherlock suddenly raised his head, with a bright light shining in his eyes.

"I remember seeing such a legend in the book on the history of Hogwarts."

"There is a magical room in this castle called the Room of Requirement. If a person in need walks back and forth in front of this room, it will appear and give the person in need the room he wants."

"The last tip mentioned a hidden room, it's probably this one!"

As Sherlock spoke, he walked up to the abrupt blank wall and walked back and forth in front of it, silently thinking "I need a room."

After walking back and forth three times that day, a door suddenly appeared on the wall.

When he saw the door, a relaxed smile suddenly appeared on Sherlock's face.

"Yes! This prophecy refers to the Room of Requirement."

The expression on Hilke's face was also relaxed, but she was not too optimistic. She said calmly.

"It's true that we found the Room of Requirement, but which room Federico is in is still a question."

They found the Room of Requirement, but the area still hadn't narrowed, in fact it was getting harder to find.

After all, no one knew what kind of room Federico would choose.

But the more this time came, the more Sherlock calmed down. He stared at the door that suddenly appeared and said softly.

"I remember you said that if you can predict the information attached to that straw in one day, does it mean that it actually wants us to find it, rather than planning to continue hiding?"

Silk nodded slightly.

"Since it wants us to find it, it's not hiding somewhere we'd never expect, and with the Room of Requirement, the room has to be fully adapted to it and provide it with buffs."

Sherlock touched his chin and thought of the goblin's underground secret room last year.

"It likes black very much, especially black that makes it invisible. This kind of environment is the most suitable place for it to perform."

When he said this, he had already stood in front of the door of the Room of Requirement and began to wander back and forth again.

'I want the darkest room...'

I recited this sentence silently in my mind. It was also the third time I came back and forth. The door of the Room of Requirement seemed to have a toggle, and there was a significant change.

Sherlock also activated his control magic, trying to peek into the scene behind the door.

But just like before when he wanted to see behind the twelve black doors of the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic, there was nothing but nothingness.

This shows that the Room of Requirement is similar to the black door in the Department of Mysteries. The door is just a medium, and the space it is connected to is not on the other side of the wall.

Sherlock was not too disappointed with this. He originally wanted to make an attempt. Since he couldn't see it, he went straight in.

"Wait for me outside."

He said seriously to Silk.

Before Hilke, whose face turned dark, could start scolding him for crossing the river and destroying the bridge, and killing the donkey by removing the mill, he spoke first.

"Don't get angry right now. I won't close the door later. You have to help me guard the door to prevent it from escaping."

Silke's voice still turned cold.

"You don't know how to catch it. No matter how powerful the patron saint spell is, it can only suppress its power. It has no entity, and normal means cannot control it at all."

Sherlock's expression was calm.

"You are an expert in predicting and solving puzzles, and I am the most professional in fighting. Think about it, although you captured it last year, it suffered a big loss in my hands. From the time it appeared to Judging from its current actions, it is not a fool and has no support. With the same strength as last year, do you think it will come to me for revenge? "

These words silenced Hilke.

Sherlock's analysis was correct. If there really were no changes, with Fiddlesticks' wisdom after living for so many years, it was basically impossible for him to fall into a trap.

"I don't plan to solve it in one go." Sherlock had already put his hand on the door handle at this time. "You help me keep an eye on the entrance. If it wants to escape, stop it. I'll test it first this time. What does it have to rely on?

After he finished speaking, he pressed the door handle and gently opened the door.

Behind the door was a heart-stopping darkness, swallowing up all the light like a black hole. Even the sunlight in the corridor did not shine even a little bit.

Silk had already acquiesced to what he said, and did not necessarily force him to go in with him. Instead, he stood in front of the door and watched Sherlock step forward into the darkness behind the door.

Just as he entered the door and took a step forward, the darkness completely swallowed up his figure, and even his voice could not be heard.

And the moment Sherlock stepped into this room, his left arm, where the crescent mark was, suddenly felt a slight sting.

This familiar burning sensation made his whole body feel refreshed!

In the years since Sherlock came to this world, the Crescent Seal has reacted only a handful of times.

The first time was when he encountered Voldemort's Horcrux diary, the second time was to guide him to find the magic notes left by Sally hidden in the library, and the third time was to find the soul in the vault of the Lestrange family. The golden cup.

Now the mark was reacting again, which reminded him of a Horcrux!

From previous experience, the mark's main reaction object is the Horcrux. So far, it has responded to the two Horcruxes Sherlock has found.

Of course, there is also a small possibility that there is something Sally wants to leave for him in the Room of Requirement.

But Sherlock is more inclined to the former, and the possibility of a Horcrux hidden in the Room of Requirement is greater!

But now is not the time to think about these things. He gathered his thoughts and released the control magic completely. Before looking for the Horcrux, he must solve the current matter first.

This room filled with darkness is very large, and Sherlock has not reached the end even after fully launching the control magic.

He did not draw out the magic wand, but chanted a spell into the air.

"Fluorescent flash."

The next second, more than a dozen faint lights lit up around him for a moment, and then they were swallowed up by the darkness again.

Sherlock narrowed his eyes and began to take out the bag to spread out all the magic wands.

Of course, it is also possible to cast spells directly with control magic, but with a magic wand, the consumption of physical strength will be lower.

Just as he spread out hundreds of magic wands, a faint orange light suddenly lit up slowly in the distance.

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