Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

7:00 p.m. exactly.

Sherlock looked at the unhappy face in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.

In the study, the painting on the wall began to curse again.

He did not stay in the study, but took a wand, took a magic book, closed the door of the study, and sat on the sofa in the living room.

The original owner was an emotionally closed person, and even in the face of Dumbledore, who he admired most, he did not reveal his true feelings.

So Sherlock boldly guessed that the study was his secret stronghold, and he would not let any outsiders enter, even the vice-principal Professor McGonagall of Hogwarts.

Therefore, Sherlock chose the living room as the meeting place.

7:20 minutes.

There were no footsteps outside the door, but there was a sudden knock on the door.

people come.

Sherlock took a deep breath, suppressed the tension in his heart, put the magic book in his hand that he couldn't see for a long time and put it back on the coffee table, got up and walked to the living room door, opening it for visitors outside the door. out the door.

The old lady standing outside was tall, with square glasses, black hair curly in a bun, and a dark green robe with a Scottish plaid shirt underneath.

She wears a very conspicuous pointed hat on her head, her face is full of wrinkles from the years, and her expression is unsmiling. At first glance, one can feel her majesty.

"Good evening, Sherlock."

Professor McGonagall didn't seem too distant from Sherlock, calling out his first name instead of his last name.

The expression on Sherlock's face was dull, his brows frowned, he turned sideways to let Professor McGonagall come in, and replied in a light tone.

"Good evening, Professor."

Walking into the living room, Professor McGonagall didn't notice that the current Sherlock was different from the Sherlock she knew before, and she didn't notice the slightest abnormality.

"You really should go out for a while, instead of being bored at home all day, or visit your father more, after all, he is your only relative."

Professor McGonagall sighed and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

Sherlock's speculation just now was further confirmed from her remarks.

Her relationship with the original owner is not ordinary!

Although there were very few descriptions of this Professor McGonagall in the diary, and if there were any, it was only a brief description, but the tone of her speech to Sherlock was obviously more like an elder persuading a younger generation.

Suddenly, Sherlock's already dangling heart became more vigilant.

The more familiar he is, the higher the chance of him being seen through!

Because what kind of relationship there is between the two, he has no idea at all.

He didn't know what the original owner's attitude towards Professor McGonagall was before.

But at this time, there is no turning back when the bow is opened, and Sherlock can only bite the bullet and follow his plan.

"I don't have to worry about you."

His tone was still cold and hard, but then his tone became a little impatient.

"You said in your letter that there was a turning point in what I discussed with Professor Dumbledore? How did Professor Dumbledore reply to me?"

Sherlock didn't ask directly whether there was a response to the application to join the Order of the Phoenix.

Too much talk is too easy to be wrong. If the original owner and Dumbledore talked about something other than this, but he didn't write it in the diary, then Sherlock would be self-defeating.

So he asked the question like this was like throwing the difficulty to Professor McGonagall.

And Professor McGonagall never found anything wrong with Sherlock.

Because the current Sherlock is completely in line with his normal words and deeds, and he is cold to everyone. Only when Dumbledore approves him will he be extremely enthusiastic.

Professor McGonagall gave a rare sigh, and then looked at Sherlock with a slight smile.

"Dumbledore agreed to your request to join the Order of the Phoenix. He recognized your ability and character."

Hearing the expected result, Sherlock's heart was relieved, and at the same time, surprise appeared on his face.

"I knew it! A great wizard like Professor Dumbledore, of course, would not reject my application for membership."

But then he tried his best to appear unmoved and unimpressed by the news.

"Just for this matter, there is no need for you to come to me specially, tell me in the letter, and inform me of the meeting time of the Order of the Phoenix."

Seeing him look like a child who hasn't grown up yet, Professor McGonagall sighed and shook his head, then looked at Sherlock seriously.

"There's something sensitive I shouldn't have told you."

"But you're Sally's son, and your safety is at stake, so I must remind you that joining the Order of the Phoenix is ​​not as easy as joining the Hogwarts subject club."

"Especially when there was another accident this year, becoming a member of the Order of the Phoenix means that you will be in danger in the future because of this status, and you may even die for it."

Hearing her words, Sherlock's thoughts turned.

This year is the time when Harry Potter just finished his first year, which means that the plot of the Philosopher's Stone he is most familiar with has ended.

At this time, Voldemort's soul has also appeared in the field of vision of Harry Potter and Dumbledore, so the danger that Professor McGonagall said is likely to refer to this.

After all, the reason why the Order of the Phoenix was created was to fight against Voldemort's Death Eaters.

Danger is indeed dangerous, but at this time, it is naturally impossible for him to go back and say in front of Professor McGonagall that he does not intend to join.

According to the original owner's stubborn donkey-like character, he was eager to die for his idol Dumbledore, which was not something he could say at all.

So Sherlock remained indifferent, and said in a slightly disgusting tone.

"Of course I've already prepared for this, and you don't need to stress it to me again, Professor McGonagall. If I didn't even have this awareness, I wouldn't have applied to Professor Dumbledore in the first place. Do you have anything else to do? ?"

Faced with such a choking attitude, Professor McGonagall has long been used to it.

If you don't know the inside information, you will only think that Sherlock is very annoying, but it is very clear why Professor McGonagall, who has developed such a character, has no other hatred for him except for being pitiful.

Even though Sherlock had clearly expressed his intention to see off the guest, Professor McGonagall showed an inexplicable smile on his face, and then took out a piece of parchment from his robe pocket.

"Also, I want to congratulate you Sherlock. Dumbledore has also approved your application for the position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts this year. This is your letter of appointment. From this semester, we will be colleagues."

Sherlock, who was originally glad that his acting skills didn't show any flaws, suddenly froze when he heard what she said.