Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

Sherlock had just left the kitchen not long ago and was standing in the corridor on the first floor of the castle.

Through the unsealed windows in the corridor, he could clearly see the scenery outside the castle.

The weather is very good tonight, and the bright moonlight casts sparkling waves on the water of the Black Lake.

But Sherlock's eyes were not fixed on this beautiful scenery, he was looking at a figure.

A man wearing a black robe was walking cautiously along the edge of the Black Lake towards the Forbidden Forest.

The moment he saw this figure, Sherlock thought of what Moody had said to him during the day.

Then he immediately made a decision in his mind, without any extra hesitation, he waved his wand and chanted the spell.

"Call the gods to protect you."

A small silver crow was instantly formed by countless silver rays of light, and then it flapped its wings and flew out above the castle.

Sherlock himself moved extremely quickly from the corridor through the foyer and left the castle.

When he came to the Black Lake, he had already seen the strange black-robed man walking to the edge of the Forbidden Forest from a distance, and then the whole person disappeared into the dark woods.

Sherlock frowned. He didn't stop for a moment and quickly approached the Forbidden Forest. However, after arriving at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, he was sure that he had lost his target.

The environment of the Forbidden Forest is much more complicated than the lawn beside the Black Lake. Once it disappears from sight, it will be difficult to find the target again.

However, Sherlock did not give up. He only lingered for two steps before turning and walking towards Hagrid's hut.

However, when he approached Hagrid's hut and called outside several times but received no response, he finally confirmed that there was no one in the house and Hagrid was not at home tonight.

Fortunately, a sound of dog barking put a smile on Sherlock's face.

He crossed the fence surrounded by Hagrid and followed the sound to find Hagrid's timid hound, Fang.

After seeing Sherlock, Yaya wagged his tail and showed an affectionate gesture.

Whenever Sherlock came to Hagrid for something, he would bring him a few dog biscuits or meat bones. This made Yaya have a good relationship with him.

With Yaya here, it doesn't matter whether Hagrid is there or not.

Sherlock took Fang Ya away from Hagrid's hut, and soon returned to the edge of the Forbidden Forest where the man in black robe had first disappeared.

"Good Yaya, help me find out which direction the person who just entered from here went."

Yaya understood what he said, and after sniffing the trampled lawn carefully, she took Sherlock and ran in one direction of the Forbidden Forest.

As Sherlock ran, he pulled the pendant off his neck and threw it into the sky.

"It's almost time to rest, it's time to get up and work! Tip."

When the pendant was thrown to the highest altitude, it suddenly turned into a black crow with only one pair of blood-red eyes.

Fiddlesticks, who was forced to work less than an hour ago, was now called out again. This made him look very dissatisfied, and he vented his dissatisfaction straightforwardly, "Quak quack quack." He cursed in bird language like a curse.

"Slack?"

Suddenly it stopped croaking, spread its wings angrily under the moonlight, followed Sherlock and Yaya from the sky, and observed the surrounding situation for them from a wider perspective.

Sherlock would not make the reckless mistakes that Harry and others would make if they were young and ignorant.

Now his strength is considered to be the first-class wizard in the entire magic world. Except for the top group, no matter how strong others are, they will not be so strong that he can't even resist and crush them directly.

Even if he discovered a suspicious person like this, he would not secretly follow him by himself. The patron saint summoned at the beginning was responsible for notifying other people in the castle.

If Dumbledore was at school now, he would already know about his entry into the Forbidden Forest.

With Dumbledore's big tree behind him, Sherlock would not be stupid enough to create trouble for himself when there was absolutely no need to take risks.

Yaya is very familiar with the environment in the Forbidden Forest. Even in the dark, it will start to run away as soon as it enters this forest. Fortunately, Sherlock is not an old loser like Snape. He just finished his midnight snack. , the physical strength can still keep up.

They kept running forward for about twenty minutes. Just as they were getting closer and closer to the depths of the Forbidden Forest, Yaya suddenly stopped, as if hesitating about the next direction, and smelled the ground again.

The crow that the tip turned into was always hovering above their heads, and was reluctantly reporting the surrounding situation through the contractual connection between it and Sherlock.

So far it has not made any valuable discoveries.

After a brief hesitation, Yaya re-selected a direction and continued to lead Sherlock forward.

It's just that the ground is gradually getting wet and sticky. It just rained in the area where Hogwarts is located. Maybe it's because the branches and leaves of the trees here are too dense, so the ground doesn't dry out as quickly as outside. , hindering their progress.

And Yaya did not start running again this time, but moved forward slowly on four legs.

At first, Sherlock thought it couldn't smell the scent left by the man in black robe.

But soon, he discovered that this was not the case from the increasingly obvious signs of trembling in his teeth.

"What are you afraid of?"

Faced with Sherlock's question, Yaya of course had no way to answer it in human language. It just held its tail between its legs and whimpered as it circled around Sherlock, resisting the urge to move forward.

Fiddlesticks, which was hovering in the sky, gave Sherlock feedback. It found nothing unusual.

Sherlock, who had already deployed his magic control after entering the Forbidden Forest, didn't find anything wrong around him.

Looking at Yaya's current appearance, he remembered that several dragons seemed to have come to the Forbidden Forest in the past few days.

"Don't be afraid of Yaya." Sherlock rubbed Yaya's dog head and comforted him, "I'm watching over you, so don't worry and move forward."

As if Yaya could understand his assurance, he stepped back on his four legs and walked a few hundred meters further.

Just when the surrounding trees were getting denser and denser, suddenly, under Sherlock's control of magic perception, a green curse broke into the field at an extremely fast speed and shot towards his location!

But no matter how fast the Death Curse was, it was still not as fast as Sherlock's thoughts. A broken branch in front of him silently completed its transformation in an instant, and a door panel was erected to block him. !

"Bang!"

Sawdust flew away, and a small hole was blown out of the door panel by the Kedavra Curse.