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

Chapter 173 Amy and Snape
It was already the next morning when Sherlock left the Ministry of Magic.

He didn't apparate directly back to the Leaky Cauldron, but wandered along the streets of London, bought three breakfasts at the restaurant, and then walked back slowly.

With Scrimgeour at his word, the first part of his goal has been accomplished.

Even if Mrs. Selwyn didn't agree with him to enter the Department of Mysteries in the end, then he could choose the next best thing to enter the Auror Command.

Although he couldn't directly contact the Department of Mysteries, today's incident at least made him acquainted with Madam Selwyn, and it would be much more convenient to contact him later.

Back at the Leaky Cauldron, it was still the same place as when he left, of course that was why he had only been away for less than three days.

After greeting Old Tom downstairs, and finding nothing special from his words and expressions, Sherlock came to the second floor, pushed the door and walked into Room 11 where he had been staying.

The room was empty, and the quilts on the two beds were folded upright, but there was no shadow of Amy.

Sherlock frowned slightly, as if he had a bad premonition, he yelled softly towards the empty room.

"Amy."

Still no one responded to him.

With Amy's character, if she was still in the room, she would definitely not make such a joke with him, which only shows that she is not here.

Sherlock's heart sank immediately. He left the breakfast on the table, hurriedly opened the door and walked out. He came to Room 12, in front of Snape's room door. Just as he was about to knock on the door, he faintly Jojo heard a conversation inside.

"Amy thinks you should put three of these leaves in the pot."

"I said, if you want to stay here, just shut up while I'm refining the medicine!"

"But Amy was right."

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"Look! You put four leaves in it and it's mushy."

"If you don't speak up! Of course I'll put three instead of four!"

"Why did Amy say to put four tablets? Isn't Amy right?"

"Shut up! Go play with your windmill!"

Sherlock frowned and gradually relaxed. Hearing the conversation inside, a smile could not help showing on his face. Then he returned to Room 11, brought the breakfast he had bought earlier, and knocked lightly on the door of Room 12.

There was a moment of silence inside, and then there seemed to be some slight movements. Under Sherlock's control of the magic, he could clearly "see" that Snape was putting an invisibility cloak on Amy with a gloomy face, letting her hide in the Get under the bed.

About five seconds later, the door was opened a crack, and the indifferent face hidden behind the crack saw Sherlock's smiling face.

After seeing who was coming, Snape opened the door completely and let Sherlock in.

"Now, take this little girl away immediately! She has been annoying me for two days!"

Snape seemed to be resentful and angry, but Sherlock, who had known him for a long time, knew very well that he was not angry at all, but that he was not saying what he meant.

"Why is Amy bothering you? Asking you to dispense the medicine correctly, but you got angry and didn't follow what she said?" Sherlock teased.

Snape's face froze, he snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Hiding under the bed, Amy also heard Sherlock's voice, and she crawled out from below, leaving the large invisibility cloak on the ground.

Amy still held the windmill in her hand, and looked at Sherlock with those clear and bright eyes.

"Has John had any luck this time?"

Sherlock took off the amulet he had been wearing around his neck and put it back on Amy.

"It may be more important than you think, Amy, it not only brought me luck, but also made me meet your father."

The corners of Amy's mouth became flat, so that the expression was actually her smiling.

"Amy knew Daddy was going to be okay because when he left, Amy felt the same as before."

Sherlock patted her head and put the breakfast on the table.

"Let's eat first, I'm done with my work, and tomorrow, I can take Amy to the amusement park."

Amy has no concept of amusement parks, but Sherlock is willing to go out with her, and she is very happy.

"Is Tobia going too?"

Sherlock froze for a moment before realizing that Tobias was Snape's pseudonym.

He glared at Snape, who was trying to see if he could save the potion of potion.

"Ask you! Are you with us tomorrow?"

Snape looked at them sullenly, and took the breakfast that Sherlock had bought him.

"What do you think we need to do now? Be a nanny and take the little girl to the amusement park!"

Amy blinked.

"Tobia doesn't like amusement parks?"

Snape snorted coldly, sarcastically.

"Who would really like that boring place except young and ignorant children."

"But John said the amusement park was fun."

"So he is no different from you when you were young and ignorant. This is the reason why you can get along so well!"

"But Tobia is obviously very kind to Amy."

"Nonsense! I wish you would disappear from my eyes immediately!" Snape's voice sounded a little annoyed.

Sherlock ate a sandwich with a sulky face, listening to the private goods in their quarrel, and even scolded himself.

"Of course I know what we should do. What do you think I've been doing these days? Regarding Lily's matter, I can't say I have a clue, but at least I have a direction."

Snape suddenly raised his head and stared at Sherlock.

"You are not lying to me!"

Sherlock helps Amy tear open the paper that wraps the sandwich.

"Believe it or not, it is necessary for me to lie to you?"

Snape's eyes sparkled, and he clenched his fist slightly.

"You're not saying history can't be changed."

"History cannot be changed, but it's okay for us to add some private goods to history. What cannot be changed refers to those things that have already happened and have been known to people in the future. These things cannot and cannot be changed. .”

Sherlock wiped the salad dressing off Amy's mouth with a tissue.

"And such a discovery is largely due to Amy."

Although Amy didn't understand what Sherlock was saying, she could still hear that he was praising herself, and she couldn't help showing a little pride on her face.

"So are you willing to go to the amusement park with Amy tomorrow?" Sherlock looked at Snape and raised his eyebrows again.

Snape was silent for a moment, then said as if forcing his voice through his teeth.

"I go."

Sherlock patted him on the shoulder contentedly.

"That's right, Uncle Tobias."

(End of this chapter)