Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

When Sherlock returned from the headmaster's office, Snape was standing alone outside the door.

His face was calm, and on the surface he didn't seem to have any psychological disturbances, but those eyes staring at the ceiling in a daze had already exposed his restless heart.

"Think about what to say when we meet?" Sherlock asked lightly.

Snape didn't look at him, but said surprisingly.

"I won't see her for now."

Sherlock raised his eyebrows immediately.

"Why are you gone again? Back in the past few days, aren't you just waiting for this moment? Afraid that she would know about your treatment of Harry? You just need to tell the truth about the reason, and you are doing this to keep Harry. Fate, she will definitely understand."

However, Snape didn't say anything more, just turned around blankly, ready to leave.

When he and Sherlock passed by, he suddenly said something.

"I owe you."

Sherlock murmured as he watched his back gradually recede along the corridor.

"Hypocritical."

In the office, Lily and Harry had just met, and naturally there were countless things to say.

Harry vaguely generalized about his time at the Dursleys, but focused on his experience after entering Hogwarts.

Said that he knew two friends Ron and Hermione, and the professors in the castle were very good.

He also talked about his experience in the past three school years, until he met Sirius this year and found out that Peter was the real traitor. Sherlock counted the time and walked into the office.

Seeing Sherlock walk in, Harry immediately introduced Lily excitedly.

"Mom, this is the Professor Forrest I told you about. He's the best professor at Hogwarts, and he's the one who made me meet you."

Lily, whose whole body was transparent and suspended in mid-air, turned to look at Sherlock, her beautiful face showing a grateful look.

"Thank you for taking care of Harry all these years and allowing me to see him today."

Lily now retains the appearance she had before her death.

She looks a little more mature than the Lily Sherlock saw in the past, but the change in appearance is not that big.

After all, she and Harry's father James married as soon as they graduated, and they had Harry not long after, and when they finally died, they were the same age as Sherlock now.

Sherlock waved his hand, not taking credit for this.

"I'm Harry's teacher, and I should take care of him. As for letting you meet Harry again, you should be most grateful to Snape. If he didn't keep begging me like that, I wouldn't I want to help you."

Although the old hypocrite didn't know what to say after meeting the current Lily, he had been through hardships together, and Sherlock wouldn't mind if he could help him.

Not only Lily, but Harry reacted much more violently to what he said, and he exclaimed.

"Snape!"

Lily was a wise man in her life, otherwise she would not have been favored by Slughorn.

"Professor Forrest, you and Snape helped me?"

Hearing her address to Snape, Sherlock sighed inwardly, but that was normal.

The current Lily has already experienced that Snape joined the Death Eaters, and she was in a period of mischief in the wizarding world. It is estimated that she has completely given up on him.

"Simply put, because of some accidents, Snape and I went back to the past. I thought of a way to get back, and he thought of a way to save you. Then I helped him and came up with a magic trick based on the development of history. , so that you don't die so completely before you die."

Sherlock's real long story, a few sentences summed up the situation.

And Lily just listened to what he said, and looked at a place with lost eyes, and it didn't take long to guess the matter.

"That Professor Slughorn is him..."

"It was he who was crying in front of your window that night during the summer vacation, begging you to forgive him."

Sherlock pouted and said, there was nothing to hide, Snape couldn't say it, he naturally didn't care.

Lily's face was a little complicated, and people couldn't tell her mood at the moment.

"He... later left the Death Eaters?"

"It's useless to persuade him while you're alive, but it was only after he died that he came to repentance... um~ I can't say that I came to repentance, I just wanted to understand some things. Then he came to Hogg Watts, who became Potions Professor and Head of Slytherin here."

Saying that, Sherlock gave Harry a meaningful look.

"Of course, because of some relationship, he's really not very good to Harry. The professor is also unfair, but it's always better than the Snape you knew before."

Sherlock was telling the truth about Snape without much praise or disparagement.

He had done Snape a big favor just by telling the truth. As for what the two would say after meeting, and how to deal with the relationship, these were not things Sherlock should worry about.

Harry was surprised and bewildered.

He was surprised that Sherlock and Snape disappeared together, but they went back to the past together, and he was dazed because he didn't understand anything about Snape.

He'd heard that Snape seemed to have other feelings for his mother, and it wasn't clear if there were more.

After saying everything that could be said, Sherlock reminded Harry and Lily seriously.

"I woke you up, but your current form is still very dangerous, because there is no experiment, and I don't know what kind of magic spell can affect you, let alone how long you can last in this state. So. From now on, it shouldn't take too long to get out of the protective magic on Harry's body every day, it's almost an hour or two. And then it's time to hide it, not even Ron and Hermione."

For Sherlock's exhortation, of course, Harry took it down solemnly.

"Thank you, Professor Forrest." He thanked Sherlock very seriously.

Of course, this is not enough for Sherlock to help him do these things. Harry can only keep it in his heart and repay when he has the opportunity.

After Harry and Lily left, Sherlock lay relaxed on the chair.

Back at Hogwarts, it was important to relax his mind that had been tense.

But only temporarily relax.

At the moment before the Department of Mysteries came back, although Voldemort did no harm to him, the overwhelming black fog really surprised Sherlock.

This is the first time he has seen a ceiling-level mission in the magic world.

Sherlock didn't know what the effect of that black fog was, but when it hit him like waves, he could clearly feel that even if he could use 500 rounds at a time, 1,000 rounds could be used. Even with tens of thousands of spells, there is no way to break through this black fog.

This can no longer be countered by the superposition of numbers. The gap between magic and magic spell is too huge, and there is no way to fill it.

Thinking that if Voldemort makes a comeback in the future, and now he is messing around in Hogwarts, it is still unknown whether the final outcome will be the same as in the original.

This made Sherlock's desire to strengthen his strength even more urgent.

There are no shortcuts in magic learning, no matter how diligent and talented he is, he can't compare to Voldemort and Dumbledore's decades of magic accumulation.

But the particularity of crossing, after all, left Sherlock a way to quickly shorten these gaps.

Let the original owner's dead remnant soul fuse with his own soul to make the soul source stronger, and the magic used will naturally become stronger as well.

And there is also the control magic that comes with a strong soul. Sherlock always feels that its function is far more than just controlling the magic wand and casting spells, and it can also dig deeper.

To do all this, Voldemort's Horcrux is a must.

In other words, to Sherlock, the Horcrux was like a great return pill that could increase his skill for fifty years by eating one, and he had eaten one now.

It's just that he has mastered the control magic without a teacher, and the magic spell released is much more powerful than before.

There must be more than one Horcrux for Voldemort, which means that there are still many opportunities for Sherlock left.

Besides, Sherlock himself was the one who wanted to find the Horcrux, and Dumbledore was even more pressing about it than he was.

One of the most important gains of this journey back to the past is that he has inquired about one of the Horcrux clues.

Leaning back in the chair, Sherlock drank tea while staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Because Lupin's identity was exposed, he could no longer stay at Hogwarts after last night. Sherlock, who originally only needed to review the grades of the sixth grade final exam, had to take charge of Lupin's substitute class. four grades.

But he was still in no hurry. He didn't know what he was thinking about in his head, and he muttered to himself after a long pause.

"Where did that little girl Amy go?"

......

The day before Hogwarts officially started the holiday, in Dumbledore's headmaster's room, Silk sat quietly in front of Dumbledore.

Dumbledore looked at the girl with a hood on her head, covering most of her face, and did not hide the confusion in his eyes.

"Why do you suddenly want to teach at Hogwarts? Miss Silk."

For more than ten years, Silke has come back to Hogwarts every year to visit the grave. Although Dumbledore didn't communicate much with her, he knew her character well. He never thought that one day she would sit in his own seat. job in front of you.

Shirk said flatly.

"There is no reason, just want to change place."

"The German Ministry of Magic has agreed to your resignation?"

Dumbledore's influence is not limited to the United Kingdom. He has some knowledge of most of the internal affairs of the Ministry of Magic in Europe, and he is very clear about the status of Shilk in the German Ministry of Magic.

Shilk nodded slightly.

"If there are no more vacancies at Hogwarts, I can accept both substitutes and interim professors."

Hearing her say this, Dumbledore felt more and more bizarre.

The good German Ministry of Magic is unwilling to stay, and in the future, there is a chance to accept a whole Department of Mysteries.

Even a wise man like Dumbledore didn't want to understand the problem, but he didn't have to.

He naturally knows what kind of ability Silk has, and he knows her character well, and she has no resistance to her wanting to teach at Hogwarts.

Dumbledore said with a smile.

"This year, Setima Victor, a professor of arithmetic and divination, applied to me for resignation. She was a little tired of her life as a teacher and wanted to go out for a walk. I didn't find a suitable candidate before, and I wanted to keep her for a while. Years, wait for a candidate to agree to her departure. Now that you want to teach at Hogwarts, Setima can do so."

Arithmetic divination can be said to be a branch of divination.

It's just that this knowledge is more regular than abstract divination techniques such as tea residues, crystal balls, and astrology, which use numbers and images.

But divination related to mathematics cannot be so simple, especially for wizards who are not rational enough.

Only Hermione was more interested in this subject than others, and even thought that those divinations that rely on guesswork in the cloud and fog were not worthy of her shoes.

Shilk was not surprised, and immediately nodded to take over the job.

The main direction of her study in the Department of Mysteries is prophecy and divination. Whether it is conventional divination or arithmetic divination, which has only emerged in the past century, she has an absolute professional knowledge reserve.

And just when Silk found Dumbledore for a job, Sherlock also came to Diagon Alley in disguise.

He looked like a middle-aged wizard, with a thin body, pale face, gloomy eyes, and arrogant expression. He was dressed like an evil black wizard who stayed at home all year round and didn't know what kind of black magic he was studying.

After arriving at Diagon Alley from the Leaky Cauldron, he did not stop elsewhere, but walked towards the white building in the center of the street with a clear goal~www.NovelMTL.com~ Gringotts is very busy every day, as a magical world The only bank, these goblins are in charge of a lot of business, not just providing treasure troves.

Griphook, the goblin who had received Harry Potter in his first year, had just finished an exchange transaction when another goblin walked up to him with a arrogant wizard.

"There is a person who claims to be the Lestrange family, and is going to get something from the treasure house on the 18th. You are responsible."

Griphook put down the tea he just prepared to serve, nodded at the goblin, and after he left, he looked up and down at the middle-aged wizard who claimed to be the Lestrange family.

"The Lestrange family? This wizard family, I remember... it seems that everyone is locked in Azkaban, right?" Griphook said suspiciously, "Do you have the key?"

Sherlock gave a disdainful sneer.

"You just take me in."

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