Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

"...The centaur who smuggled and sold the eggs of forbidden magical creatures that I caught last time from a mission has now been released."

Harry stumbled to hear a rough female voice saying something.

"When he was caught by me, he threatened me, and wanted to make me look good when he came out, and then I gave him a dancing spell at that time, which made his four legs dance for an hour before he was tired and lay on the ground. "

Another brisk voice sounded, and the talking figure seemed to be very close to him, just above his head.

"I've never seen centaurs! I've always heard that the largest centaur tribe in the wizarding world lives in the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts. But I've never seen them, Professor Dumbledore. We are not allowed to sneak in every year. I thought the centaurs were like a group of horse-headed people, like this.”

Harry frowned tightly, and he hurriedly became cold all over himself. The two women in his ears kept talking, which made his chaotic brain a little bit clearer, and then opened his eyes with difficulty.

"Hey! He seems to be awake, Tonks!"

Tonks lowered his head and put his head on her lap. Harry, who had just woken up, met his eyes, and showed a smile that he thought was very friendly.

When Harry opened his eyes, he was greeted by a huge horse face!

Not the kind of horse face that describes the whole face as being very long, but the real, literal horse face!

The horse's face had fashionably bright pink long curly hair, wide eyes, and a terrifying grin at him.

Staring at the deformed creature, Harry's face became dull, and his eyes gradually began to become more and more empty. This series of unstoppable stimulations impacted his brain, leaving his mind blank, and the phenomenon of downtime appeared again. .

In the end, the whole person tilted his head to the side and fainted again!

"You scared him, Tonks!"

The blindfolded female Auror Flora discovered Harry's condition and shouted in surprise.

Tonks then remembered that his face was still pinched into a horse's face, and hurriedly restored the whole face to its original state, she slapped Harry's face and pleaded.

"Wake up, Harry, if Shabak knows I've frightened you out again, he'll scold me to death!"

But Harry didn't look like he was about to wake up. He subconsciously seemed to have found something wrong with today, and he would rather pass out and avoid this day than wake up and face all this bad luck.

Tonks even tried to use the Resuscitation Charm on Harry, but this was only the release of the Stunning Charm. Unfortunately, Harry didn't pass out after being struck by the Stunning Charm, and the Resuscitation Charm had no effect on him.

"Maybe he needs a little hot cocoa, and it's usually a good thing to be scared of by dementors."

To make up for his mistake, Tonks began to go to the hospital for a sudden illness. He brought the cup of hot cocoa to Harry's mouth, but accidentally, the cup was not held firmly, and part of it was spilled on Harry's hair!

"Look at what you've done! Tonks!" Flora screamed.

"I, I, I didn't mean to! I'm sorry Harry! Luckily it's not too hot! I'll clean it up with a cleaning spell for you!"

......

Sherlock was unaware of what harrowing ordeal Harry was going through right now.

He and Kingsley were still in the investigation room, studying the living dead.

"What the dementors said might be a clue," Sherlock said thoughtfully. "You said just now that the dementor leader said they could sense that something terrifying had landed on the island of Great Britain?"

Kingsley nodded. "That's what it said."

"Something that can make Dementors terrifying..." Sherlock shook his head, "It's really hard to think of, let alone a magical creature in the UK. Even today, magic There are still many unknown dark creatures in the world. It is conservatively estimated that the magical creatures we have discovered now only account for about 80% of all types. The dark creatures are also similar, that is to say, there are at least 20%. It's something we don't know."

Kingsley was silent for a moment, then sighed after a long time.

"The most important thing is that we have no way of knowing the behavior of this creature. It seems to be cold when it eats its soul. Whether it is a Muggle or a wizard, it is the target of its mouth. Will anyone be killed next? , who is and where we are, we all don't know."

Sherlock was also speechless. This was indeed the most difficult thing to do. Not only did they not know what species the other party was, but they couldn't even figure out the law of the other party's crimes.

Just when the scene fell silent, the door of the case investigation room was suddenly pulled open from the outside.

A tough Auror with long tawny hair and bushy eyebrows who looked as sharp as an old lion walked in.

"Mr. Scrimgeour." Kingsley immediately bowed his head and called respectfully when he saw the person coming.

The person who came was Rufus Scrimgeour, the head of the office of the Ministry of Magic Auror Command and the head of all Aurors in the British Ministry of Magic.

No matter how much he muttered about this old Auror behind his back, Kingsley still had to show enough respect in front of him, after all, this was his immediate boss.

Scrimgeour nodded, and he turned his attention to Sherlock.

"Forrest is here too."

"He is very deep in the study of black magic creatures, so I asked him to help to see the situation."

"Yes, I have always known his talent in this area, so after rejecting his several applications to participate in combat missions, I didn't expect that just over a year later, he resigned."

Scrimgeour and Sherlock looked at each other, and Sherlock shrugged.

"Sorry Director, being a professor at Hogwarts is my dream. Working at the Ministry is just life."

"Although I don't like to hear it, this is obviously your truth." Scrimgeour pushed the door open and invited three wizards in.

"You can stop investigating Shaker in this case, a client will come to take over it."

Sherlock and Kingsley looked together at the three wizards who had entered after Scrimgeour.

That's two wizards and a witch.

The wizards all wore coffin faces and wore black robes that were different from those of the British Ministry of Magic. They looked unsmiling and were two very rigid people.

And that witch Sherlock actually knew.

She was also wearing a black robe with a wide hood on her head, covering the upper half of her face, and only a few long silver-gray hair was exposed from the hood.

It was at the end of the Hogwarts term that Dumbledore asked Sherlock to help take him to the Forbidden Forest to sweep the grave, the strange German witch-Silke.

Kingsley looked at the three wizards who entered the door in surprise: "Who are these?"

Scrimgeour introduced him.

"These two are the Aurors of the German Ministry of Magic, Andre Henri and Etrich Haas, and this lady is the silent man of the Department of Mysteries of the German Ministry of Magic, Willa Hilke."

Kingsley didn't feel the two Aurors in front of him, but after learning the identity of the Lady Silk, Kingsley's eyes subconsciously became serious.

The silent man.

This is one of the most mysterious professions of magic in any country.

The Department of Mysteries at the British Ministry of Magic has an unknown number of silent people who study the most incomprehensible things in the wizarding world, and no one knows what kind of people they are.

Even this was the first silent man Kingsley had seen in all his years at the Ministry of Magic, and it wasn't even his own country.

Scrimgeour glanced at the six living dead lying on the bed, and continued.

"What happened in the UK this time, the murderer actually escaped from Germany. These three are here for this matter, so the matter is out of our control now, let's focus on Black's case."

Kingsley stared at the two German Aurors. He wasn't someone who liked to get to the bottom of things. Since someone was already in charge of this matter and he didn't need to intervene, he wouldn't ask any more questions.

"Then do I need to do any handover procedures?"

"They know more about the murderer than you think, so they don't need anything, just leave it to them here."

Kingsley nodded and prepared to leave with Sherlock.

Sherlock said hello softly when he walked to Shilk's side.

"See you again, ma'am."

Shilk seemed to nodded slightly and responded.

After Kingsley and Sherlock came out of the investigation room together, he asked in surprise.

"You know that German silent man?"

Sherlock spread his hands.

"Just met once at Hogwarts. She seems to have some family buried in the Forbidden Forest. Dumbledore asked me to show her the way."

Kingsley sighed and nodded.

"We don't need to worry about this matter. I always feel that the things here are not very simple."

"Even if it's troublesome, it doesn't matter to us." Sherlock put a hand on his shoulder, and the two of them walked to the Auror headquarters together, "You want to treat tonight, bring Harry and I are going to have a nice meal."

Kingsley smiled and said, "I should thank you."

"Not to thank me, but to make up for Harry's birthday."

"The two things don't conflict."

After they left the investigation room, Hilke stood silently and did not move. The other two German Aurors, Henry and Haas, had already stepped forward to check the condition of all the victims.

"It's definitely it. The first five cases were all Muggles. The most recent victim has become a wizard, which means that its power is getting stronger and its appetite is getting bigger and bigger." Haas analyzed indifferently.

Henry also said seriously: "It's moving too fast, and we can't figure out why it didn't escape to the island, but came to England."

At this time, Shilk finally spoke the first sentence, her voice was cold and ethereal.

"Its destination is at Hogwarts."