Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

In this office, except for Silk, everyone else is a core figure in Hogwarts, and naturally they all know about Snape's past.

He could also understand that the organization he was talking about was the Death Eaters, and that person was Voldemort.

Although there is no direct evidence yet, his words can be regarded as directly confirming Sherlock's initial suspicion.

The person who released Fiddlesticks from the German Ministry of Magic was one of Voldemort's Death Eaters!

During the summer vacation, after a Death Eater brought Sherlock's identity and strength back alive, Voldemort, who was now showing signs of revolt, directly targeted him.

Voldemort did not directly send his men over, but through some unknown method, he released Fiddlesticks, who was at odds with him.

He also gave it a black magic item that could resist the Patronus Curse, so that it could have the capital to seek revenge from Sherlock.

Sherlock had originally been wary of such a thing after venting his breath with Dumbledore, but he didn't expect Voldemort's reaction to be so quick.

Snape only learned about the origin of the fixed crown and did not know the specific situation of the alchemy item, but even knowing this would be of great help to Sherlock.

"We need to wait for my condition to recover now, but don't worry, even with the crown against the patron saint curse, it is not really without weaknesses, but it will also need the help of several deans, Pang Fu Mrs. Lei specifically warned me not to use the Patronus Charm so unscrupulously in the future."

At this point, Professor McGonagall and the others would naturally not refuse.

Even if Fiddlesticks came to Hogwarts for Sherlock, he also did a lot to protect the students. He is also a professor at Hogwarts and several deans of Sherlock's elders. Of course, he wouldn't stand aside and watch Sherlock fight, while he stood idly by.

Then Professor McGonagall expressed concern about the students' state at night.

Sherlock comforted her in a tone that didn't sound like comfort at all.

"Don't worry, even if you look at me like this, it actually has a big problem. I can recover in two or three days. It's not sure whether it can reshape its body if I give it two or three days. During this period, it won't Ability to absorb students’ energy to restore one’s own strength.”

After hearing what he said, Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief and told Sherlock to take a good rest in the past two days before leaving with the other three deans.

After they left, Sherlock regained his consciousness and lay down on the desk for a while, squinting his eyes and looking like he was about to die.

Silke did not leave with the deans, but poured him a cup of tea on the side, as if to cheer him up a little.

But Sherlock didn't even think about reaching out to pick up the teacup and drink tea. He directly used control magic to turn the quill on the side into a straw, and then controlled it to insert it into the teacup and drink.

"How do you want to deal with it?"

Hilke is still worried about this matter. She is afraid that Sherlock will use the Patronus Charm excessively.

"Don't worry, I wasn't comforting Professor McGonagall and the others just now, but I really feel that this is not a big problem. Maybe for others, there is no solution to the straw man wearing the crown, but for me, it doesn't matter. It’s difficult. It’s just that it’s not easy for me to attract its attention.”

The words coming out of Sherlock's mouth now really have no comfort effect. Instead, they give people the feeling that no one will survive tonight, and Hogwarts will be littered with corpses tomorrow.

But Hilke's trust in Sherlock was unconditional. Seeing how confident he was, he didn't ask any more questions after that.

And tonight, the students in the castle were in a state of fear after returning to their dormitories. They were all inexplicably afraid of the scene in their dreams last night of their loved ones being killed, and even if they knew it was just a dream, they still avoided it. No.

But when the little wizards fell asleep with uneasy emotions, except for a few students who were extremely worried and had some nightmares that were completely different from the previous ones, most of them slept until dawn.

This made the topic of discussion at breakfast in the auditorium the next morning turn to how Professor Forrest helped them make their nightmares disappear.

The Gryffindors around them who finally had a good sleep were in a good mood. They were chattering and continuing to discuss the topic from a few days ago, about the Triwizard Tournament that would start in less than two weeks.

On the whole long table, only Harry, Ron and Hermione looked gloomy and gloomy.

After the three of them were "cursed" by Sherlock yesterday, they all believed that they had experienced varying degrees of misfortune.

After Harry became himself in the middle of the night, due to various strange accidents, he became a cripple like Moody, and ended up sitting in a wheelchair and living alone in a nightmare.

Last night, when Ron fearfully picked up the cup and prepared to drink water, he was accidentally touched by Neville. His hand trembled in fright, and the cup broke.

Hermione said with a sad face that she had memorized the history of magic knowledge very clearly yesterday, but she had forgotten it all when she got up this morning.

They attributed all this bad luck to Sherlock's crow-mouthed problem. They were eating breakfast indifferently and chatting about the self-help problem that Hermione mentioned.

"It's definitely impossible for Professor Forrester to say such hurtful words, especially since he means it."

Harry was talking about the idea that Hermione came up with yesterday, with the same depressed expression on his face as Sherlock who drank the sadness potion.

Ron also said with a dead look on his face.

"This is too difficult. Even if we make trouble with the professor and make him have a bad impression of us, there is no way he would say such things to us."

Hermione looked thoughtful, and after Harry and Ron had finished their frustrated speeches, she spoke firmly.

"I thought about it seriously last night. Indeed, it is impossible for Professor Forrest to truly say such curse words to us. We all know the professor's character, and he will only wish us a happy life like yesterday , instead of saying such vicious curses.”

"Then we're not really going to die." Ron and Harry said with miserable faces.

"But! Don't forget, in another situation, the professor's crow's beak will turn into a wishing machine! Whatever he truly thinks and says, it will definitely come true!"

Hermione looked at Harry and the two of them and said with bright eyes.

And under Hermione's reminder, Harry and Ron finally thought of the method she was talking about at this moment.

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