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

Chapter 220 Familiar
Sherlock has been staring at Barty Jr.

He maintained a distance of ten meters, always closely following the little elf who seemed to be pulled back by some force.

Shining pulled little Barty and didn't dare to let go for a moment, she pulled him away from the crowd, and kept chanting.

"Leave quickly! Go find the master quickly!"

"Winky is terrified! There are bad wizards everywhere! Everywhere!"

However, when she didn't notice, Little Barty, who had been pulling it to go back at some point, suddenly stopped resisting.

In the panic just now, he picked up a magic wand from the ground. At this moment, he held up that magic wand, and aimed at Shiny with a cold and gloomy gaze.

A bright red spell flashed silently, and Shining was hit without any accidents. His big eyes struggled to keep opening, but he couldn't resist the heavy weight, and finally fell powerlessly to the ground.

Little Barty was panting heavily, and the invisibility cloak on his body was still not taken off. In the quiet and empty bushes, the sound of breathing sounded from nowhere seemed particularly strange.

It didn't take long before he seemed to slow down, with a silent grin full of relief on his face, and then lightly raised the magic wand that was lost by some unlucky guy in his hand, pointed the tip of the wand at the sky, and the indifferent spell came from him. out of the mouth.

"Bone reappears!"

Dazzling green light shot out from the tip of the staff, rising into the night sky like fireworks, and then a huge black magic mark exploded in the sky!

After using this spell that was destined to make tonight's scene even more chaotic, Barty Jr. threw the magic wand to Shining's side, wrapped his invisibility cloak tightly around his body, and walked deeper into the woods.

Sherlock silently watched him regain his freedom, without any intention to stop him, and still followed him like a shadow.

He noticed the three Harrys who were very close to here and the first to discover the Dark Mark, but he didn't show up to take care of them.

In his perception, there were about 20 staff from the Ministry of Magic rushing here, and he didn't need to worry about Harry's safety.

Little Barty walked through the bushes with a clear goal. He walked towards an inaccessible place. After walking for about 10 minutes, he saw three wizards with iron masks on their faces and black robes standing in front of them. waiting for him.

When Sherlock saw this scene, a cold smile appeared on his face.

It was exactly as he had guessed.

The farce that happened today after the Quidditch World Cup was completely planned by the Death Eaters, or the Dark Lord who was still dying.

They did not know where they learned that Barty Crouch Jr., the Death Eater who was the most loyal to Voldemort, was still alive, and they used the World Cup to cause large-scale turmoil in order to give Barty Jr. Create an opportunity for him to break free from Barty Crouch's clutches.

The meeting between Batty Jr. and these three wizards now clearly means that their plan has succeeded.

"Where is the master?"

Little Barty's voice was hoarse and low, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

One of the three masked wizards standing in the middle said in a muffled voice.

"We are now responsible for taking you to see the master."

"Then what are you waiting for!" Little Barty's real character was obviously different from his previous performance in the Ministry of Magic, irritable and extremely impatient.

The three Death Eaters in charge of responding did not dare to show any dissatisfaction.

Of course, there are differences in status among the Death Eaters. Like Barty Jr., who has made great contributions to Voldemort and is still willing to be the core of diehards rather than grassroots after losing power, after Voldemort's comeback, the status Nature will be extremely detached.

"There are others we want to pick up, and they're messing with the Ministry of Magic."

"If those trash can't even get rid of this situation, then they are not worthy of being the master's believers!"

Batty Jr.'s tone was harsh, and his life in captivity over the years had made his temper very bad.

"Take me to see the master immediately! This is the most important thing in your trip!"

The three Death Eaters had nothing to do about it, they could only go forward and grab Barty Jr.'s arm, waving their wands, trying to Apparate and take him away.

However, just when they were about to speak the apparition spell, a flat voice suddenly sounded in the air.

"Closed and forbidden."

The moment the anti-apparition spell fell, several red threads of light appeared vaguely in the dark night, and the surrounding space was completely sealed off like flowing water turning into ice!
With Sherlock as the center, all spaces within a radius of ten meters are locked, and all wizards' apparition magic is prohibited!

This is the spellcasting technique developed by Sherlock for the enhanced control magic after obtaining the second Horcrux and completing a certain degree of soul stitching again.

Combining the anti-apparition magic and control magic that originally required specific maintenance, as long as the domain of control magic is expanded, the effect of anti-apparition magic will always be maintained within the domain.

In other words, as long as one is shrouded in Sherlock's control magic, it is equivalent to being pulled into a domain similar to Hogwarts.

Except for a few special ones, like house-elf and phoenix apparitions, wizards alone completely lose the ability to escape.

While sealing off the space, Sherlock himself couldn't maintain the effect of the Disillusionment Curse, revealing his figure.

The three masked Death Eaters relaxed after seeing Sherlock alone.

They aimed their wands at him extremely quickly, but what they didn't notice was that behind them, there were already densely packed, countless wands slowly rising from the bushes.

Being pointed at by three wands at the same time, Sherlock was very relaxed.

"Why don't you finish talking? Where is your master now?"

Little Barty stared at Sherlock with his cold eyes, and a serious smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Since you want to know so much, why don't you come with us? And I think you look familiar, and you look a lot like someone I've seen before."

Sherlock narrowed his eyes. He didn't think Barty Jr. could recognize him. The face he used 17 years ago was very different from now.

"Sherlock Forrest, the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts." A masked Death Eater whispered Sherlock's identity beside Barty Jr.

A sarcastic smile suddenly appeared on Little Barty's face.

"Hehe, Forrest, who did I say! It turned out to be that woman's son!"

　Distressed, I originally planned to start the update today, but there was an accident on the way home, and I got home very late. I will start with two tickets today and start again tomorrow. I will guarantee a minimum of [-] a day until the New Year's Eve.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)