Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

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"So what can we do?"

In the office, the Prime Minister cautiously asked the middle-aged man who looked like a lion sitting across from him.

Last year, this man suddenly came to his office, claiming to be the new Minister of Magic on the wizard's side. At the beginning of his appointment, he needed to meet the Muggle Prime Minister first to facilitate future cooperation.

It is not the first time that the Prime Minister has learned about the existence of wizards. A few years ago, a wizard named Fudge contacted him, and it was at that time that he learned of the existence of the magic world.

As a result, it didn't take long for the wizard named Fudge to bring the wizard named Scrimgeour to see him, saying that the person who handed over to him in the future was the newly appointed minister.

And just now, the Minister of Magic specially came to explain to him that this morning in England, someone saw a lot of brooms flying in the sky and people sitting on them.

He said there was a war going on in the wizarding world and a violent terrorist who could not be named was trying to overthrow the existing magical regime.

And now, the Ministry of Magic's defense forces are fighting the terrorists, while also preparing the Prime Minister.

If the battle is won, it's all good, but if the war ends up being lost, then all the power in the wizarding world will be in the hands of the terrorist leader, who is to Muggles and ordinary people. extremely hostile.

To be able to achieve this position, of course, I understand the reason why the lips are dead and the teeth are cold. Wizards like Fudge and Scrimgeour have been in office for so long. Except for meeting him when they first took office, the other is to ask them to cooperate with them to arrest some criminals. this kind of thing.

They have no interest in the world of ordinary people, but when a violent person is replaced, no one can say for sure what the future will be like.

Scrimgeour was a little irritable.

According to his previous identity, at this time, he should have been the one who should have led the charge with the Aurors.

But now he could only wait in the office of the Muggle Prime Minister, and had to plan ahead for the worst.

"We don't have to do anything, just wait here for the results."

Time passed by minute by minute, and the black tea on the desk was completely cold, but no one was in any mood to drink it.

Just as this boring atmosphere continued, the fireplace in the Prime Minister's Office, which was completely used as a decoration, suddenly ignited a green fire.

A man with earrings said excitedly

"Mr. Minister, the mysterious man is dead, we are victorious!"

When Scrimgeour heard the news, he was stunned on the spot.

It's not that he didn't think of such a possibility before, but the possibility of such an outcome is too low, too low, the best situation he could predict was only that Voldemort was beaten back, and the entire group of Death Eaters was hit hard.

But now... Voldemort is dead?

"You... who died?"

"The Dark Lord! Mr. Minister, the Dark Lord! Sherlock killed him with his own hands, and his body exploded in front of everyone!"

Kingsley seemed agitated and incoherent, and he could only try his best to describe the scene to Scrimgeour.

It was only at this time that Scrimgeour finally came to his senses. His loose hair seemed to explode with excitement!

"Okay, Mr. Prime Minister, this is the best result we can wait for! Next, don't worry about this matter anymore, I'm going back to the Ministry as soon as possible now!"

Scrimgeour pulled out his wand in ecstasy, and just as he was about to use Apparate to leave, he did not forget to say to the Prime Minister, who seemed to have no idea what was going on.

"I almost forgot to mention it. It is estimated that many people in the magical world will have victory celebrations. These activities may make some Muggles aware of the abnormality. Of course, this is illegal, and the Ministry will send people to do their best to stop it, but here I am. Let me warn you in advance."

As soon as the words fell, his entire figure distorted for a moment, and then disappeared from the office.

As Scrimgeour had said, the outcome of the battle quickly spread through the streets of the wizarding world.

Even before the Daily Prophet's expedited paper was written, spontaneous celebrations were already taking place in Diagon Alley.

The owner of the candy store said that all the candies are free today. Old Tom of the Leaky Cauldron has waived every customer's order in the bar today. Even Ollivander's Wand Shop has organized a three-day free wand repair activity.

The fairies of Gringotts were still as stubborn as ever, but every one of the fairies visible to the naked eye had a smile on their face.

And in bars all over the magic world, people clink glasses almost all the time, and they all say the same thing.

"Respect Professor Forrest!"

Just as the wizards were rejoicing, Sherlock declined the proposal that the Aurors and the Order of the Phoenix members were going to have a celebratory party, and handed over all the work to Dumbledore, and then did not disturb anyone. Man's departure from the battlefield that was cheering for his exploits.

He left so eagerly because there were other more important things for him to do in the future. After Voldemort died, Dumbledore would naturally take care of everything here. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

But when he saw Shilk, he asked her in surprise why she came here, and she said softly.

"I made cookies and went to your office to find you, but you weren't there."

Sherlock looked at her blankly, and then a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"If you eat it now, it will definitely not taste bad."

Then they went back to Hogwarts together.

Just when every wizard in the outside world was celebrating, the two were eating warm cookies in Silk's office.

The sunset outside the window shone into the office, covering the entire floor like a tulle.

Sherlock had been chatting with Silk about the embarrassment of Draco being coaxed by a little girl at the orphanage until he suddenly spoke up.

"Now that the Death Eaters have been caught, Voldemort is dead, and there are still some troubles about him, but Dumbledore and I also have plans, and the next days will definitely be more peaceful than before. …”

Shilk tilted his head and looked at him with some doubts. Sherlock rarely appeared so hesitant.

"What do you want to say?"

"I mean, you will still be a professor at Hogwarts in the future, and of course I will not go anywhere. I will always work in this castle in the future, and my life will generally not change. Although it is hard to teach students, it is also worthwhile. Very fulfilling and interesting..."

Sherlock didn't know what he was talking about. He only knew that he was very nervous now, and his eyes were wandering at the afterglow of the setting sun outside the window.

Then he took a deep breath and turned his head to stare at Silk's clear eyes.

"I meant to say...I like you, Vera."