Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

1995, June 25.

This is destined to be a big day recorded in the history of magic.

That morning's Daily Prophet was delivered to each wizard's home a full two hours later than usual.

And when those wizards who were mumbling about what happened today picked up the newspaper, they were all stunned, and then they screamed the names of their family members with pale faces, asking them to read today's newspaper together.

The mysterious man is back!

This is a fact that no one can quibble with. Last night, Dumbledore, Scrimgeour, Fudge and nearly a hundred Aurors all saw the resurrected Voldemort at the scene.

After Voldemort was seriously injured and escaped, and when the Death Eaters who had just reunited fled in all directions, the Aurors took action and captured many of them. After that, each of these people had a record of being the Dark Lord's lackey. The vast majority confessed.

They were just outsiders, and at this time they had no determination to keep Voldemort's secret.

Even Fudge, who had always denied this, completely shut up.

After all, after returning to the Ministry of Magic, he no longer had the energy to think about quibbling over what had become an established fact. After today, a series of chain reactions to him in the Ministry of Magic would be enough for him to struggle for a while.

Most people were still skeptical about what Crouch said before, but it had already caused panic among the wizards in the magic world.

Now that this matter has become a fact, it has shocked every British wizard.

On the 25th, countless owls flew to the Ministry of Magic. In addition to some people who wanted to confirm from official channels whether the news of the mysterious man's return was true, there were also people who wanted to know whether the current Ministry of Magic had the ability to resist. Is that the Dark Lord's ability?

But there was no reply to the letters sent to the Ministry of Magic.

Today's second Daily Prophet, known as the special issue, was delivered to various wizards in the afternoon of the 25th.

On the front page of this special issue of the newspaper, there is a large magical photo that takes up two-thirds of the entire page.

In the black and white photo, Sherlock held up the long blade in his hand, and with ruthlessness and determination, he pierced the chest of the monster on the ground that was neither human nor ghost!

Of course, Dumbledore and the others didn't have time to bring any reporters with them during the night's action. This photo was extracted from the memory of a certain Auror who saw this scene, and was made into a photo using special means.

The accompanying text below the photo naturally introduces the entire process of normal actions that night.

After telling that Dumbledore had already speculated about the mysterious man's resurrection conspiracy and laid out the plan with the defense professor, it also beautified the Ministry of Magic.

Because regardless of whether Fudge did it voluntarily or not, Scrimgeour, as the director of the Auror Office, actually led the Aurors to participate in this operation.

Almost all the subsequent chapters focus on Sherlock.

It tells that he turned into Harry and used tricks to deal with the mysterious man for a long time. Before Dumbledore arrived with reinforcements, he severely injured the mysterious man by himself and almost killed the newly resurrected Dark Lord.

This made the British wizarding public's favor towards Sherlock surge.

Before, they only knew that he was the youngest defense professor in the history of Hogwarts and had served for more than two school years. In the meantime, he also helped the school overcome the difficulty of the Chamber of Secrets.

Now the thing that severely damaged Voldemort really made him famous.

This is also the deliberate result of the Ministry of Magic.

After all, Voldemort's return will bring great panic to these wizards who have lived a comfortable life for more than ten years, so some successes must be used to inspire people's confidence.

Sherlock's performance that night perfectly fit the image of a hero who can lead the magical world through this difficult time.

Dumbledore, once the spiritual pillar of the British wizarding world, is now very old. According to the prophecy, the boy who survived the catastrophe, who was called the only one who could defeat the mysterious man, is now only a month short of being fifteen years old. children.

In such a period of sluggishness in the entire magical world, Sherlock's feats have destined him to be the only pillar today.

Countless wizards began to write to the Ministry of Magic, asking the Ministry of Magic to give the greatest recognition to this young man who stood up at the critical moment as soon as possible. In the Crouch incident, Sherlock's point of being implicated was completely gone.

Even if no one wrote, the Ministry of Magic would not be so stupid as to say nothing.

The Sir Merlin Order is currently discussing the date on which to award him a medal. Naturally, the level of the medal can only be Level 1.

And just when the entire magical world was in chaos.

Sherlock, lying in the Hogwarts hospital, had just opened his eyes.

The dim sunlight in the evening shone into the room from the window, making Sherlock feel dizzy as his brain was still confused and he was in a state of downtime.

He subconsciously narrowed his eyes, and then he saw his clinic, the figure with his back to the sun, and beautiful lines outlined by the orange-red light.

Silk, who was also wearing a hospital gown and had a thick circle of white gauze wrapped around his eyes, was sitting on another bed in the ward, peeling apples silently.

Even though her eyes were covered, it didn't seem to have any impact on her vision. The peel, which was connected in one line and showed no signs of breakage, was separating from the pulp bit by bit.

Sherlock stared at Silk's beautiful figure for more than a minute before he suddenly came to his senses.

He sat up from the bed.

"How long have I slept?"

"Less than a day and a night." She was still peeling the apple carefully, and was not surprised by Sherlock's sudden words.

Obviously, Silk knew that Sherlock was awake when he opened his eyes.

Sherlock first quickly touched his body with his hands to make sure that there was no missing part, and he might become a mad-eye man like Moody in the future, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he blinked and turned to look at Silk, who had already peeled the whole apple and handed it to him.

Naturally, Sherlock took the apple.

But he didn't eat it right away, but just stared at Silk's eyes covered with gauze.

Sherlock knew very well what her eyes had, so he didn't need to ask more questions, nor did he need Silk to answer more.

The two did not say anything, just the action of one handing the apple to the other taking the apple, which made all the questions and words clear.

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