It's just a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Chapter 214

Listening to the fact that only the two of them knew what it meant, but it sounded more like a flirtatious conversation to outsiders, the surprise in the eyes of Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Weasley became more and more intense.

"Vera, can I call you that?"

Mrs. Weasley's voice was trembling, with tears in her eyes, but a gratified smile on her face, she stepped forward and took Silk's hand.

Silke was a little at a loss for her enthusiastic performance, but he also knew that this was an elder with a good relationship with Sherlock.

"Okay, Weasley"

"No, just call me Aunt Weasley!"

Mrs. Weasley enthusiastically brought Silka into the tent to chat about the family affairs. Mr. Weasley was not in the mood to figure out how to use the lighter when he was outside, so he quietly asked for Silke's information.

"What does she do?"

"I used to work as the Reticent in the Department of Mysteries of the German Ministry of Magic, and then resigned and came to England. Now I have found a new job."

Sherlock said helplessly that he really wanted to straighten Mr. Weasley's mind, but he couldn't do it.

He really didn't mean that to Silk.

Maybe before going back to the past, he felt a little different when he was hugged by her in his office that time, but after meeting Amy in the past, and knowing that Amy is Silke now, how he feels about her now is actually It's complicated and twisted.

But generally speaking, the mentality of being an elder is still a bit more. He and Eddie are heart-to-heart friends, and getting along with Amy is more of a family relationship, just like an uncle and a niece.

Although it is said that the return to normal time, Silk's age is actually one year older than him, but Sherlock has always put his mind on it, and has no other meaning.

Otherwise, if he attacked his friend's daughter, in disguise, he could be regarded as watching her grow up, which made it difficult for Sherlock to get over the hurdle in his heart.

Always felt like a total pervert.

Mr. Weasley couldn't understand Sherlock's complicated mood, but said with emotion.

"The silent person is not something that ordinary people can be. This girl is very talented, that is." When he said this, he hesitated to speak, but finally couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with her eyes?"

Sherlock explained seriously.

"It's not blind, it's just that there were some accidents, and there will be a way to return to normal later."

Hearing what he said, Mr. Weasley nodded reassuringly, but continued to ask.

"When did you meet? Why haven't you heard of it before?"

"Just last year, when Hogwarts first started."

And when Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley were asking Sherlock and Silke the bottom line, Harry and the others were also alarmed by the movement outside, and they walked out of the tent.

The Weasley family brothers and sisters plus Harry and Hermione, a group of people stood by the tent like this, watching this scene from afar.

"Sherlock's girlfriend is so beautiful." Charlie, the second child of the Weasley family, sighed.

He is a tall wizard who was the captain of Gryffindor's Quidditch team before graduation. Sherlock didn't teach him, but the two knew each other when they were in school.

The others also nodded in agreement, they have never seen a girl prettier than Silke.

"It's just why her eyes are blindfolded? Doesn't it affect her walking?" Ginny, who was the youngest but was about to enter the third grade at the beginning of school, asked confusedly.

Harry, who knew some inside information, guessed.

"This may be a special kind of magic. Blindfolding has no effect on that Silk sister."

"Hey, I know you are very concerned about Professor Forrest's gossip." George covered his stomach with a frown, and there was a "cuckoo" there, "but look at how parents are now, our lunch what to do?"

Bill, the eldest, said with a smile.

"Let's not bother them for now. I also brought a lot of snacks here. One point should solve the lunch problem."

Harry and the others cheered, and impatiently went to look for snacks with Bill.

Mr. Weasley and Sherlock chatted until three o'clock in the afternoon before returning to their senses. At this time, Mrs. Weasley also let Sherlock out of the tent with endless enthusiasm.

The children barely settled their lunch with snacks, and the Weasleys simply started to prepare dinner now. It is estimated that it will be dark after they are ready.

At this time, Sherlock and the others had time to set up their tents.

The magic tent is actually quite simple to set up, just like a normal tent, but the traceless stretching spell makes the space inside much larger than it looks from the outside.

"What did Mrs. Weasley tell you?" Sherlock asked Silk about what happened just now.

With an inexplicable smile on his face, Silk shook his head.

"I didn't talk about anything, I just told me something about your past."

Sherlock squinted, afraid that his majestic image in her heart would collapse, and coughed lightly.

"The past is the past, and the present is the present. People will always change, so they cannot be confused."

I don't know why, after hearing his words, an incomparably bright smile appeared on Silk's face, which made Sherlock lose his mind for a moment.

She said seriously.

"You're right, the past is the past, and the present is the present."

For dinner, Sherlock and the Weasleys ate together.

Before dinner, Mr. Weasley met many acquaintances from the Ministry of Magic, and now standing in front of them were the two directors of the Ministry of Magic.

Director of the Department of Magical Sports - Ludo Balmain, Director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation - Barty Crouch.

At first, Mr. Weasley wanted to pull Sherlock and introduce him to these Ministry of Magic officials, but Sherlock was obviously not very interested in these people, so he found an excuse to look at Silk to prevent being caught by Weasley. Madam pulled her up and accidentally blew up the only pot that could be used tonight.

Although he didn't meet at this event, he naturally knew Barty Crouch Sherlock.

Eddie's former boss, the Director of Magical Law Enforcement 17 years ago.

Originally, he was quite hopeful to become the Minister of Magic, but because it was revealed that his son Barty Jr. was a Death Eater, even if he himself arrested his son, it would not help. In the end, he did not compete with Fudge, and he seemed mediocre "Dispatch" to the Department of International Magical Cooperation.

Barty Crouch is a very capable guy, just not very lucky.

And Balmain is an approachable official, he doesn't even mind letting the Weasley twins and Harry participate in the betting of the final.

George and Fred had already made it clear who they wanted to suppress, and put all their wealth into it.

Hermione and Ron originally didn't intend to participate, until Harry suddenly had a flash of inspiration, blinking his eyes excitedly and said.

"Why don't we ask the amazing Professor Forrest?"

(End of this chapter)