Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

The latest website: The straw seems to be the symbol of the murderer.

As long as there is a place where this thing falls, it must have been here.

"The backyard of a bar, what is it doing here?" Sherlock frowned.

Shilk didn't answer his question, but started to patrol the yard, but there were too many messy things piled up, and it was hard to find anything at a glance.

She drew her wand and tapped the air with a silent spell.

The next moment, all the dilapidated wooden barrels, tables, chairs and benches around were floating in mid-air, and the original scene of the entire yard was presented in front of them.

There didn't seem to be any special places around. Sherlock took Sirius around and found nothing strange.

At this moment, the back door from the backyard leading to the main hall of the bar was suddenly opened.

A filthy old man with a long messy beard glared at them.

"What are you doing!"

This is the part-time bartender, the owner of the bar. He was obviously alarmed by the movement of Silke's curse just now.

"Sorry, sir, we have made some discoveries in your yard regarding the attack the other day."

Faced with this situation, Sherlock and the others didn't have any good excuses to explain. The old man with the smell of sheep didn't listen to them at all. He pulled out his wand and yelled at them.

"Are you Aurors from the Ministry of Magic! If not, now! Now! Get out of my yard!"

"Okay, don't get excited, we'll go now."

Sherlock took Sirius and Silk out of the backyard of the bar together. They stood in an alley and looked at the dilapidated and dirty bar from a distance.

Sherlock rubbed his chin, staring at the bar, thinking of something else

Shilk was also looking at the building, and they seemed to think of a piece, Sherlock said first.

"If it wasn't something wrong with that backyard, it was the pub itself."

"This town seems to have been occupied by goblins."

Sherlock's words reminded Sherlock of something, and he said with a stunned expression.

"I remembered that one of the most famous things in Hogsmeade is that when the goblins rebelled, they occupied it and built a headquarters here. The location of the headquarters seems to be in this bar!"

The murderer came to the backyard of the pig's head bar, which happened to be the headquarters of the goblin.

Things are a bit too coincidental, and people have to associate two things together.

Sherlock thought.

"Maybe what it is looking for has something to do with the goblin's occupation of Hogsmeade."

Shilk finally took a deep look at the building and said softly.

"I will find someone to verify these things."

The sky was completely dark, and they didn't plan to stay here any longer, and were going to return to Hogwarts.

Before leaving, Sherlock stared at the **** dog on his hand. He felt that the dog was very smart, and he wanted to take it away and keep it as a pet.

"If you don't want to continue wandering, you can follow me in the future."

Sirius just thought for a moment in his mind, and decisively rejected the idea in his heart.

Following Sherlock into Hogwarts seemed to provide him with convenience, allowing him to act in the castle above board.

But in fact he didn't need this convenience at all.

He knew every secret passage from Hogsmeade to Hogwarts.

On the contrary, if he follows Sherlock, any of his actions will be restricted, and if he is careless, he will reveal his fault, so Sirius shows his resistance.

Seeing that he was unwilling to follow him, Sherlock didn't insist, canceling the dog leash's Transfiguration, allowing Sirius to return to freedom.

Sirius, who was untethered, ran straight away. He was afraid that Sherlock would suddenly change his attention and capture him again.

But since Sherlock had let him go, naturally it would not be difficult for him to be too strong.

They returned to Hogwarts in the dark.

During dinner in the auditorium, Sherlock also heard about Hagrid's accident in his first Fantastic Creatures class today.

Out of a friend's concern, Sherlock went to Hagrid's cabin to visit him.

When he entered the door, Hagrid seemed to have just cried, with red eyes and was blowing his nose with a tissue.

"Don't be sad, Hagrid, everyone has their first time, and no one is born to teach students." Sherlock comforted.

But Hagrid was not relieved by this, he said gloomily.

"I've been preparing for a long time, thinking that people will like those little guys. But I didn't expect Malfoy to be scratched in the first class. His father is the school manager and has always hated me. The family will definitely not. Let me go!"

Sherlock already knew what had happened.

To be honest, there is indeed a part of Malfoy's responsibility, but as a teacher, Hagrid does not add any protection in the third-grade classroom. Let these students come into contact with hippogriffs, this level of magic Creatures are clearly more responsible.

But in this case, as a friend Sherlock, it is not easy to criticize directly. After all, in the last semester, Hagrid helped him get a lot of black magic creatures to use as teaching cases.

He could only say it politely.

"In the later classes, you can use some less dangerous magical animals to teach. I think as long as the class is interesting enough, the students should not care much about whether the animal is powerful or not."

There was only so much Sherlock could say. As for whether Hagrid listened to it or not, it was up to him to decide.

A week passed quickly.

This week of the new semester, Sherlock's teaching assistant Lupin's class also received a good response in the lower grades. The students found that his teaching was no worse than Sherlock's and quickly accepted him.

This kind of news is expected to make Hagrid even more sad for a while. The two new professors this year, Lupin, was widely praised, but he injured the students in the first class.

After Silk came back from Hogsmeade that day, she went back to the room on the fifth floor, and she didn't know how she got to know the information that the goblins established the headquarters in the Pig's Head Bar.

And with the start of a new week comes the second class of Year 7.

Dumbledore agreed to Sherlock's application and exchanged him for the largest classroom in the castle.

This should be an old potions classroom, three times the size of a normal classroom, it can accommodate all the students in the next seventh grade, and there is enough space for Sherlock to start teaching.

"I know some of you can't wait, but I want you to remember that in the last lesson, I highlighted two points for you."

"Iron armor spells and transfigurations, these two are the key points of the actual combat assessment. In my class, everyone must master the iron armor spells. I will correct your spellcasting operations in the actual combat exercises in the future, try my best to use them. Let you get into the habit of using Transfiguration more often."

Speaking of which, he emptied the first half of the classroom, and then asked the students below.

"So who wants to come up with me and give everyone a showdown?"

The students basically raised their hands in unison, and of course they didn't want to give up such an opportunity.

Most of the people in the school knew about Sherlock's previous employment in the Auror Command of the Ministry of Magic. In addition, he knew the process of the actual combat test very well, and a showdown with him would be equivalent to advance in disguise. Participated in a practical exam.

In the end, Sherlock chose Percy, which was a small payment for him to help him collect his homework and the notice below.

The other students were standing against the wall to the corners, leaving enough space for them.

Sherlock and Percy drew out their own magic and held them in front of them.

"Are you ready? Weasley?"

Percy's hand holding the wand was slightly sweaty, and he was naturally under great pressure when facing Sherlock.

"I'm fine, Professor."

"Then I'll count down to three, two, one, and we'll start when the countdown is over."

"Three, two, one!"

The second after Sherlock's countdown ended, Percy and he raised their wands at themselves.

"Armor!" ×2.

Invisible shields wrapped Sherlock and Percy respectively.

In fact, if Percy was using the Iron Armor Spell in a formal battle, Sherlock could have tried to knock him down directly, but this was an assessment after all, and he had to follow the rules of the actual combat assessment.

After both cast the Iron Armor Charm on themselves, Percy immediately refocused her wand at Sherlock.

"Except your weapons!"

His first attack was still a curse.

Sherlock was not in a hurry. He waved the spell, which was still an iron armor spell.

"Armor protection."

But this time the Iron Armor Curse did not wrap his body to form protection, but directly used the wand tip as the center to form a transparent barrier.

Percy's Disarming Spell was accurately blocked by this Iron Armor Spell, and at the same time, the originally colorless barrier became blood red after contact with the Red Disarming Spell.

The next second, the spell bounced back directly!

Fortunately, Percy was well prepared. The high-level iron armor spell can reflect the spell of the caster. Sherlock told them in the sixth grade class (actually, it should be taught in the fifth grade, but the fifth grade The professor is Quirrell).

Before his spell was bounced back, Percy rolled a donkey from the ground. Although it was a bit ugly, he managed to avoid the disarming spell that bounced back.

While rolling, Percy caught the cover of his body's big movements and waved his wand very subtly and covertly.

A chair behind Sherlock suddenly changed!

Five slender venomous snakes spit letters and spread up along his ankles, and they became longer and longer, and when they saw that they were about to become five ropes, Sherlock tapped his wand lightly.

"Stop the curse."

The poisonous snake was instantly beaten back to its original shape, turned back into a chair, and fell to the spot.

The next moment after using the universal release spell, his wand suddenly waved again, but no spell came out of his mouth.

Seeing this scene, Percy's heart tensed, and he immediately looked around him, trying to see what exactly was deformed by Sherlock.

However, there is nothing around him, and there is nothing suitable for deformation!

At this time, Percy realized that he had been deceived, but when he realized it was too late, because Sherlock's spell had been used.

"Except your weapons."

The red spell slashed through the narrow space, and under the circumstance that Percy could not avoid it, he hit the iron armor on him head-on!

Invisible ripples swayed in front of him, and then a sound like glass breaking suddenly sounded!

Percy's Iron Armor successfully blocked the disarming spell, but Sherlock also managed to break the armor.

Just when Percy was about to reorganize the offensive from the panic and find a chance for himself to re-armor, the two chains silently wrapped around his legs at some point!

Percy just reacted, and before he had time to raise his wand, the two chains had already wrapped around his arms and were directly tied to the spot!

This duel is over.

All the other students who watched the battle gave sincere applause.

The duel was very exciting. Although Percy lost, no one thought he would win at first, and it was beyond many people's expectations that he could last under Sherlock for so long.

And Sherlock's skillful casting and spell casting left a deep impression on the students.

Every swing of his staff doesn't feel like a battle, it's more like an artist sculpting the most exquisite masterpiece!

"Very good, Weasley."

Sherlock canceled the Transfiguration on Percy's body. Only at this time did Percy discover that the thing that was used to transform was actually a chair.

It's just that this chair was far away from him before, and he hadn't paid attention to it.

Sherlock's silent swing of the staff was not a deception, but the object of the Transfiguration was far away from Percy, so he didn't notice it at first, thinking it was a false move, and then he was attracted by the disarming spell that broke the armor. full attention.

By the time he found out, it was too late.

"Your performance is perfect enough. Except for your lack of experience, you are no worse than any adult wizard. If this is a real combat test~www.NovelMTL.com~ I will give you the highest score."

Sherlock didn't skimp on Percy's praise.

Because his performance is indeed the best among the students, there is never a shortage of geniuses among the Weasley children, and Percy is undoubtedly one of them.

It's just that his utilitarianism and desire for power are a little too strong compared to his other brothers.

Just as he was easily bewitched by Tom last term, psychological problems will put him at risk of going the wrong way in the future.

But now it was an actual combat class, and Sherlock naturally wouldn't delve into his psychological problems.

His admiration made Percy blushed and walked back to the students with his chest held high.

Later, Sherlock began to analyze the entire showdown for the students.

"The most important thing in magic combat is to master the rhythm, and the expansion point is to master the rhythm of spell casting and spell removal."