Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

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Everything was already on her neck, and Silk had no room to refuse.

They walked into the auditorium together. Compared with the beginning, Silkk was obviously in a much better mood. It wasn't because of the bottle of Flux that Sherlock gave her.

It was his rhetoric just now.

She knew that Sherlock had a knot in her heart, and it was impossible to change her feelings for her, but Shilk didn't want to wait like this.

She knew very well that inaction waiting was useless.

It will only make Sherlock adapt to his posture in front of her, so that the little mischief in her heart will never be realized in her life.

She wanted to express her dissatisfaction and force Sherlock to change.

Let him know that their current identities are equal, and they don't need anyone to protect each other, and they don't need anyone to take care of each other.

The relationship between Amy and John was beautiful and fondly remembered.

But that has become a thing of the past. The two people who are getting along now are Vera and Sherlock. Different identities naturally have different relationships.

There are already many students in the auditorium eating breakfast.

The students are still discussing the Triwizard Tournament, a topic that will apparently continue throughout the semester.

At the same time, after Sherlock and Silk entered the auditorium, many students turned their attention to them.

The two of them are the two youngest professors in the castle now, and at the dinner yesterday, the movement between the two was seen by most of the people.

Quarrels are quarrels, but when people quarrel, do they put their hands on the other person's head?

No matter how you look at it, it makes people feel like flirting in another sense.

This scene last night made many senior girls who were originally conspiring against Sherlock secretly hurt themselves.

The two professors have equal identities, and in terms of appearance alone, even a confident girl at Hogwarts will not think that she will be better than Silk.

Whether it is internal or external, they are crushed, making these little witches feel sad and jealous at the same time.

Because it is really incomparable.

The students only saw that the professors sitting on the high platform last night heard clearly what they were arguing about.

They don't understand the complicated relationship between Sherlock and Silk, they only know two young people of the same age. When they quarrel because of such a thing, is the relationship still a guess?

Moreover, the professors could hear the words inside and out. Silke came to teach at Hogwarts just to find Sherlock.

This made Professor Flitwick, who had been sitting at the long table on the high platform for breakfast early in the morning, look at Sherlock and Silk with fascinated eyes, and the smile on his face never disappeared.

Even when chatting with Professor Sprout next to him, he would look at Sherlock from time to time, causing Sherlock, who was eating grilled sausages with his head down, to numb his scalp unconsciously.

Just when Sherlock was fidgeting for a while, with an unpleasant stinky face, Snape, who was wearing that black robe that never changed, sat beside him at some point.

Sherlock looked at him in surprise.

"Don't you always stay in the office and let the house-elf bring you breakfast? Why did you come to the auditorium for breakfast today?"

Snape's face was still so sullen. Facing Sherlock's question, he poured himself a glass of pumpkin juice and said coldly.

"On the way."

Sherlock looked at Snape, who still had some beads of sweat on his forehead, and his breathing was obviously heavier than normal, and said with a strange expression.

"You're not starting your morning exercise, are you?"

"puff!"

Sitting not far from them, Mrs. Hooch, the flight teacher who could clearly hear their conversation, heard Sherlock's words and couldn't hold back the milk she just drank.

Snape actually went out to exercise, which is indeed a shocking thing.

When Mrs. Hooch kept apologizing to Silk sitting next to her and cleaning the table with her wand, Snape didn't answer Sherlock's question, and touched the jam on the toast by himself.

"Just because you didn't fight me twice in a row? So you want to train your body to get revenge?"

Sherlock said in a low voice.

"But anyway, it's a good thing for you to exercise more."

Snape took a bite of the jam-smeared bread and sneered.

"You talk so much, how do you make your girlfriend fall in love with you?"

Sherlock was stunned for a moment, then he turned his head and glanced at Silk, and rolled his eyes involuntarily.

"It doesn't matter if others misunderstand, can you tell who Vera is?"

"How would I know who she is." Snape said impatiently.

"Yes, this little girl has changed a lot now and when she was a child. It's normal to not see it. Her hair was still blond at the beginning."

Sherlock muttered to himself.

Snape was not a fool, and the information revealed in Sherlock's remarks was enough for him to guess the true identity of Sherlock.

He looked at Silk, who had just helped Mrs. Hooch tidy up the dining table, with a shocked expression on his face, and called out a name subconsciously.

"Amy!"

Shilk raised his head suspiciously, looked at Snape who had now changed his face, and then turned to look at Sherlock, thinking that he had said his original name.

Sherlock blinked at her, opened his mouth without saying a word, just mouthed "Uncle Prince", and she understood.

Facing Snapsilk, he showed a shallow smile and nodded lightly.

She didn't have long contact with Snape at that time. She only stayed in Snape's room for a day on the two days when Sherlock left the Leaky Cauldron, and then the three of them went to the amusement park together. .

It's just this experience of getting along that has made Snape in the forefront of Silk's poor interpersonal relationships.

After Snape turned around, his gaze towards Sherlock became even more contemptuous.

"Shameless."

Sherlock was scolded inexplicably, and he looked at Snape's face full of innocence.

"What are you calling me for?"

As a result, Snape followed suit.

"Perverted~www.NovelMTL.com~ He ate the last bite of bread and drank the pumpkin juice in the glass, like he hated Sherlock so much, he turned around and left.

But then, as if he remembered something again, he took out a booklet from his robe pocket and threw it on the table.

"This thing may be of some use to you. If you don't think you can use it, burn it. Don't spread it to me."

After saying that, he left the auditorium.

Sherlock didn't pay attention to the "Thank You" book Snape left on the table, he still looked at Shilk with a puzzled expression.

"What did he scold me for?"

Shilk nodded vigorously as if he was the enemy of the same enemy.

"It really doesn't make sense."

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