It's just a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Chapter 118

"...The centaur who smuggled and sold the eggs of prohibited magical creatures was released last time when I was on a mission."

Harry vaguely heard a rough female voice saying something.

"When he was caught by me, he threatened me that he would make me look good when he got out, and then I gave him a dancing spell at that time, making him dance on all four legs for an hour before lying on the ground tired. "

Another brisk voice sounded, and the person who spoke seemed to be very close to him, just above his head.

"I've never seen a centaur before! I've always heard that in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, there is the largest centaur tribe in the entire wizarding world. But I've never seen them before, Professor Dumbledore We are not allowed to sneak in every year. I used to think that the horse people were a group of horse heads, like this."

Harry frowned tightly, he hurriedly felt cold all over his body, and the two women kept talking in his ears, which made his chaotic mind a little clearer, and then he opened his eyes with difficulty.

"Hey! Looks like he's awake, Tonks!"

Tonks lowered his head and rested his head on her lap. Harry, who had just woken up, looked into each other's eyes and smiled what he thought was a very friendly smile.

As soon as Harry opened his eyes, what caught his eye was a huge horse's face!

It's not the kind of horse face that describes the whole face as long, but the real, literal horse face!

The horse face also had long, fashionable bright pink curly hair, wide-eyed eyes, and a terrifying smile at him.

Staring at the deformed creature, Harry's face became dull, and his eyes gradually became more and more empty. This series of non-stop stimuli impacted his brain, making his mind blank, and there was a shutdown phenomenon again. .

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

"You scared him, Tonks!"

The female Auror Flora who was wearing a blindfold noticed Harry's situation and couldn't help but screamed.

It was only then that Tonks remembered that her face was still pinched into a horse's face, and hurriedly restored the whole face to its original shape. She slapped Harry's face and begged.

"Wake up, Harry, if you let Sabac know that I made you faint again, he will scold me to death!"

But Harry didn't look like he was going to wake up at all. He subconsciously seemed to have discovered that something was wrong today, and he would rather pass out and escape the day than wake up and face all the bad luck.

Tonks even tried to use the Resuscitating Charm on Harry, but it was just a solution to the Stunning Curse. It's a pity that Harry didn't pass out after being hit by the Stunning Spell, and the Resuscitating Curse had no effect on him.

"Maybe he needs a little hot cocoa, usually frightened by dementors, this thing will help."

In order to make up for his mistakes, Tonks went to the doctor in an emergency, and brought the cup of hot cocoa to Harry's mouth, but accidentally, the cup was not held firmly, and part of it spilled on Harry's hair!
"Look at what you've done! Tonks!" screamed Flora.

"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 didn't know what kind of miserable experience Harry was going through now.

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

"What the dementors said may be a clue." Sherlock thought about it. "You just said that the leader of the dementors said that they could feel that something terrifying had landed on the island of Great Britain?"

Kingsley nodded: "This is what it said."

"Things that can scare dementors." Sherlock shook his head. "It's really hard to think of, let alone a magical creature in the UK. Even today, there are dark creatures that are unknown in the magic world." There are many more. It is conservatively estimated that the magical creatures we have discovered now only account for about 80.00% of all types. The dark creatures are similar, which means that at least 20.00% are unknown to us.”

Kingsley was silent for a moment, then he 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 eat souls indifferently. Whether it is a Muggle or a wizard, it is the target of its mouth. Will anyone be killed in the future? , who it is, and where it is, we don’t know.”

Sherlock was also silent. This is indeed the most difficult thing to do. Not only do they not know what species the other party is, but they don't even know the law of the other party's crimes.

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

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

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

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

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

Scrimgeour nodded, turning his gaze to Sherlock.

"Forrest is here too."

"He has a deep research on black magic creatures, so I asked him to help see the situation."

"Yes, I've always known about his talent in this area, so I rejected his application to participate in combat missions several times, but I didn't expect him to resign after just over a year."

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

"I'm sorry, Director. My ideal is to be a professor at Hogwarts. Working in the Ministry of Magic is just life."

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

"You don't need to investigate Shaker for this case anymore, some guests will come to take it over."

Sherlock and Kingsley looked together at the three wizards coming in after Scrimgeour.

That was two wizards and a witch.

The wizards all had coffin faces and wore black robes that were different from the British Ministry of Magic's standard robes. They looked unsmiling, and they were two very rigid people.

And the witch Sherlock actually knew her.

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

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

Kingsley looked at the three wizards who entered the door with a look of surprise: "Who are these?"

Scrimgeour introduced him.

"These two are the Aurors of the German Ministry of Magic, Andre Henry and Etrich Haas, and this lady is the Reticent of the Department of Mysteries of the German Ministry of Magic, Vera Silk."

The two Aurors in front made Kingsley feel nothing, but after learning the identity of the Ms. Silk, Kingsley's eyes became serious subconsciously.

silent man.

This is one of the most mysterious professions in magic no matter which country it is in.

In the Department of Mysteries of the British Ministry of Magic, there are an unknown number of Reticents. They are responsible for studying the most incomprehensible things in the wizarding world. No one knows what kind of people they are.

Even this is the first Reticent Man that Kingsley has met since he worked in the Ministry of Magic for so many years, and he is not from 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 came here for this incident, so the matter is no longer under our control, and Germany has also promised to bear our responsibility. All the losses on the side. Now the headquarters is the most short-staffed time, let's concentrate on handling the case of Black, that is the focus of our attention."

Kingsley stared at the two German Aurors. He is not someone who likes to dig into horns. Since someone is already in charge of this matter and he doesn't need to intervene, he won't ask any more questions.

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

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

Kingsley nodded, and prepared to leave here with Sherlock.

When he walked to Silk, Sherlock greeted him softly.

"See you again, ma'am."

Silk seemed to nod slightly, and responded.

After Kingsley came out of the case investigation room with Sherlock, he asked in surprise.

"You know that silent man from Germany?"

Sherlock spread his hands.

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

Kingsley sighed and nodded.

"It's good that we don't need to worry about this matter. I always feel that things here are not very simple."

"No matter how troublesome it is, it has nothing to do with us." Sherlock put a hand on his shoulder, and the two walked towards the Auror Command Headquarters together, "You have a treat tonight, take me and Harry to dinner OK."

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

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

"These two things don't conflict."

After they left the case investigation room, Silk stood silently by the side and did not move. The other two German Aurors, Henry and Haas, had stepped forward to check the status of all the victims.

"It's definitely it. The first five cases were all Muggles. The latest victim has turned into 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 that island, but came to England."

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

"Its destination is Hogwarts."

(End of this chapter)