Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

Not only other people, even Sherlock himself was almost unable to hold back, choking on his own saliva.

Before he could speak, Tonks spoke again.

"No, you don't think I used my own identity to go to Senior Forrest to confess? How could I be so ignorant!"

she explained.

"It's my friend in the same dormitory, Pessie. She has always had a crush on Senior Forrest, but she's too shy to say it herself, so let me help her to confess, if she agrees, She went on a date with the senior herself, and if she refused, she wouldn't be too sad if it was me who rejected me anyway."

When the people around heard the words behind, they recovered from their shocked expressions, and Kingsley asked with interest.

"Did Sherlock agree at that time?"

They all turned their eyes to Sherlock, Sherlock was speechless for a while, how did he know if he answered or not, so he could only shake his head indifferently.

"I do not remember."

"Hey! It's really heartless. Although I didn't confess it for myself, at least it was the first time I said I liked someone. You don't remember it anymore."

Tonks looked sad, but obviously she was pretending.

"When you were rejecting me, I acted very similar, covering my face and crying and running away, I thought you would catch up."

Even Bill said with a smile.

"Sherlock is still very popular at school. Every semester there are many little girls who write love letters to him. I've heard of him two grades above him."

"But he's already twenty years old and he doesn't have a girlfriend yet." Kingsley was really worried about this, "Would you like me to introduce Sherlock to you, there are a lot of newcomers to the Ministry of Magic recently. Nice little girl."

How did you start talking about these topics that only the seven aunts and eight aunts would urge!

Sherlock complained helplessly in his heart, and of course he categorically refused at this time.

"I have no plans for this at the moment. I will do my job as a professor at Hogwarts first."

Just when Kingsley was still trying to persuade him, Mrs. Weasley relieved him at this time, the preparations were almost done, and the dinner could begin.

The wizards sat down on either side of the long table, with Dumbledore sitting in the first place.

Even without the name of the Order of the Phoenix, he is the oldest and the highest-ranking person here, and should be sitting in this position.

Professor McGonagall was sitting to the left of his striker, and Sherlock was about to walk by and sit with Bill in a corner at the back of the long table.

Dumbledore suddenly grabbed his arm and gestured to the chair on the right.

"You just sit here, Sherlock."

Sherlock didn't want to make himself so conspicuous in front of so many people, but of course he couldn't refuse Dumbledore's words, he could only sit honestly on the right side of his hand.

There were about 20 or 30 wizards who came to the party. As Dumbledore said, these wizards had all kinds of occupations. Most of them were middle-aged wizards, and the old and young only accounted for a small part.

After learning that the original owner had joined the Order of the Phoenix, Sherlock had done a lot of homework and learned what the Order of the Phoenix had done since its establishment.

He knew very well why this organization that had been established for 20 years had so few elderly people.

Most of those first-generation members of the Order of the Phoenix died in the First Wizarding War, the war with Voldemort in the seventies.

The young people who were protected have now grown into the mainstay of today, like Kingsley.

And due to the ten years of silence, the Order of the Phoenix has absorbed very few young members, most of which are internally digested. For example, the Weasleys intended to bring Bill into the Order of the Phoenix.

Tonks is not completely unrelated to the Order of the Phoenix. Her mother, Andromeda Tonks, was also an ally of the Order of the Phoenix.

As for Sherlock, he could naturally guess by now that the original owner's mother was probably a member of the Order of the Phoenix before her death.

Otherwise, the Weasleys, Professor McGonagall, Moody and Kingsley, the original Order of the Phoenix, would have no reason to care so much about him.

Therefore, the young people who join the Order of the Phoenix now are basically the second generation of Phoenix, and it is difficult to develop their influence outside.

But this is understandable, mainly to avoid touching the sensitive nerves of those politicians in the Ministry of Magic.

Of course, the more than 20 wizards sitting here are not all of the existing members of the Order of the Phoenix, and there must be many people who have not rushed over.

After everyone was seated, Dumbledore looked around at everyone with a smile.

"I'm very happy to see you here again this year. It proves that you have had a good time this year. What makes me even more happy is that there are new faces this year."

Without Chen Chang's unnecessary long speeches, nor false Dakong's concern and condolences, just such a simple sentence made all the wizards sitting at this table couldn't help but laugh.

The wizards began to chat and laugh about their experiences over the past year.

Some of them are professional adventurers who spent a year traveling around the entire Eurasian continent, chatting interestingly about their experiences in different places.

There is also the owner of a magic props shop in Diagon Alley, talking about what new gadgets the wizards in the magic world have come up with in the past year.

The atmosphere of the dinner was very good, and Sherlock could see that the people gathered here were not for any interests or status, but really had common ideals and goals.

Just as the dinner was going on in a friendly manner, a stout-looking wizard suddenly spoke to Dumbledore.

"We are trying to absorb a lot of fresh blood, but I think it's a bit contrary to the Faithful Charm we set to have Sherlock Forrest join the Order of the Phoenix, Dumbledore."

The name of the person questioning was Dedalo Diggle, one of the original members of the Order of the Phoenix, and he was one of the only elders sitting here.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the wizard chatting on the long table suddenly quieted down. The few dozen members of the Order of the Phoenix who knew the inside story all looked at Dumbledore. Obviously, they all had the same idea as Di Ge.

Sherlock, who was the party, sat upright on the chair with a cold expression.

When he was about to pretend to ask why he couldn't join the Order of the Phoenix, Dumbledore gently extended a hand to him, preventing him from performing.

Dumbledore's face was calm, he said seriously.

"I know what your doubts are. After all, we made a promise at that time, but we must also respect Sherlock's own opinion."