Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

Harry's current focus was, of course, not on whether Gryffindor had received extra points because of him, but on Sherlock's attitude towards Snape at this time.

"What about Snape, Professor, what should he do?"

Sherlock didn't say anything more to Harry, he just waved his hand.

"As for Snape, you don't have to worry so much. I didn't turn a deaf ear to what you told me. I will handle it properly."

With his promise, Harry left and came to the office with a little peace of mind.

At least judging from past experience, Sherlock has always been reliable in handling these matters.

After Harry left, Sherlock sighed and shook his head.

Sure enough, Harry is the real protagonist of this world, and he can encounter anything.

The communication between Snape and Karkaroff was approved by Dumbledore, and the words he said were also to make his position appear more on Voldemort's side.

This prevents that if Karkaroff really returns to the Death Eater camp, Snape's planned spy identity will not be maintained in the future.

But fortunately, Harry is not as reckless as he was in the original work. He knows that his mother's soul is also in him, and he relies on him to survive. If he dies, it will not only be his own safety. .

This is a real good thing, otherwise who knows what Harry would secretly follow Snape to do in the future.

After Harry told Sherlock everything he knew, he had no more thoughts on whether Snape would betray Dumbledore.

The time for the second competition event is getting closer and closer. Although he already knows the content of the second event, he still has not found a way to move freely underwater for a long time.

Even the day before the game officially started, he stayed in the library all day, trying to find a spell that could help him. He didn't even notice that Ron and Hermione were called away by Professor McGonagall that day. There is no such thing as coming back.

And on the morning of the game, he was still in the library.

It was early in the morning when Sherlock looked at the good weather today and planned to call Hilke to have breakfast with him in the auditorium when an old female voice sounded beside him.

"Professor Forrester, Dumbledore has asked you to go to his office for something. The office password is 'lemonade'."

The portrait responsible for delivering the message was the former principal of Hogwarts, Dai Lisi. Generally, if these portraits were dispatched, it would usually be an emergency.

Sherlock frowned. Of course, he couldn't go back to his original plan. He nodded and agreed.

"I'll be there right away."

After saying that, he went straight to Dumbledore's office. There was no one else here, only Dumbledore himself was sitting at his desk with a serious expression, as if he was thinking about something in his deep blue eyes.

When he saw Sherlock coming in, he spoke directly.

"Someone found Barty near the town of Dartmouth in Devon. The Ministry of Magic has not received any news yet. I want you to go over and check the situation first."

Sherlock didn't agree or refuse immediately, but asked.

"Is the man who discovered Crouch reliable?"

Dumbledore nodded.

"An old member of the Order of the Phoenix, he has been engaged in the herb farming business in Devon County since the disbandment, so he told me about this matter as soon as he discovered the problem, instead of notifying the Ministry of Magic."

Sherlock had no other objections to this and just looked at Dumbledore.

"So what result do you want? Even if Crouch appears, we can't be sure whether it is a trap."

Dumbledore rubbed his thumbs together, and after a few seconds of silence, he spoke softly.

"You must first ensure your own safety on this trip. After all, you are also their target. Then, try to bring Barty back as safely as possible. I will ask Fox to follow you. If you encounter any danger, or Once Barty’s identity is confirmed, let Fox use phantom immediately.”

While Dumbledore was speaking, Fawkes, the phoenix that had been preening its feathers on the golden branch, also waved its fiery red wings and landed on Sherlock's shoulders.

"Fox's Apparition magic is very special. With it, you can ignore basically all anti-Apparition taboos. When you encounter dangers that you think you can't handle, just let it ensure your safety."

"Originally, I wanted Moody to make this trip, but the second project started today. He needs to keep an eye on Karkaroff, so I can only leave this matter to you."

With Dumbledore taking adequate safeguards for him, Sherlock had nothing to fear.

"I will pay more attention, Professor Dumbledore."

Fox took Sherlock and flashed a golden-red light, then disappeared into the principal's office.

At the same time, in a hidden corner of Dartmouth, a small riverside town in Devon, Sherlock and Fox reappeared here.

This Muggle town located by the Dart River is a well-known tourist destination throughout Europe. It has a small permanent population but a large floating population.

After arriving here, the first person Sherlock wanted to contact was naturally the member of the Order of the Phoenix who contacted Dumbledore and said he had discovered Crouch's trace.

A wizard's residence, especially a wizard who is engaged in cultivating herbs, would definitely not choose a place with many people.

After leaving the town and walking northeast for about two or three kilometers, we came to a remote field, where Edgar Taylor, the member of the Order of the Phoenix whom Dumbledore mentioned, lived.

Many greenhouses were built around the house, which was made of wood like Hagrid.

These greenhouses are basically similar to the Herbology classrooms at Hogwarts, and are all used to cultivate magical herbs.

The wizard named Taylor was a tall and burly wizard who looked quite old. He invited Sherlock into his house.

"I claimed to those Muggles that I was growing and studying off-season vegetables to deal with those curious people. However, most people in the town thought my business was not very good because they had never seen it. Is there any big company that buys vegetables from me and sells them?”

"It's a very clever excuse, but if it continues for a long time, it will definitely attract the attention of interested people."

"You are right, so I am currently planning to apply to the Ministry of Magic to place Muggle-repelling spells around my own home."

They exchanged a few words and quickly got down to business.