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

Chapter 200
When Sherlock returned from the headmaster's office, Snape was still standing outside the door alone.

His face was calm, and he didn't seem to have any psychological agitation on the surface, but his eyes staring at the ceiling in a daze had already exposed his restless heart.

"Have you thought about what to say when we meet again?" Sherlock asked lightly.

Snape didn't look at him, just spoke unexpectedly.

"I won't see her now."

Sherlock raised an eyebrow immediately.

"Why did you disappear again? Back in the past these days, weren't you just waiting for this moment? Afraid that she would know what you did to Harry? You just need to tell the truth about the reason, and this is also to keep Harry Fate, she will understand."

However, Snape didn't say anything more, just turned around blankly, ready to leave.

When he and Sherlock passed by, he suddenly said something.

"I owe you."

Sherlock muttered softly as he watched his back gradually receding along the corridor.

"Hypocritical."

In the office, Lily and Harry had just met, so naturally they wanted to say countless things.

Harry gave a vague generalization of what happened to him at the Dursleys' house, and only focused on his experience after entering Hogwarts.

He said that he knew two friends, Ron and Hermione, and the professors in the castle were very good.

He also told about his experience in the past three school years, until this year when he met Sirius and found out that Peter was the real traitor, Sherlock calculated that the time was about the same, so he opened the door and walked into the office.

Seeing Sherlock walk in, Harry immediately introduced Lily excitedly.

"Mom, this is the Professor Forrest I told you about. He is the best professor in Hogwarts, and he is the one who let me meet you."

Lily, whose whole body was transparent and suspended in mid-air, turned to look at Sherlock, with a grateful look on her beautiful face.

"Thank you for taking care of Harry all these years and allowing me to see him today."

The current Lily maintains her appearance before her death.

She looked a little more mature than the Lily Sherlock saw back in the past, but the change in appearance was not that big.

After all, she and Harry's father James got married as soon as they graduated, and Harry was born not long after that, and she was the same age as Sherlock now when she finally died.

Sherlock waved his hand, taking no credit for the incident.

"I am Harry's teacher, and I should take care of him. As for allowing you to meet Harry again, you should be most grateful to Snape. If he hadn't kept begging me like that, I wouldn't have Will think of helping you."

Although that old hypocrite didn't know what to say when he met the current Lily, but at least they were in trouble together, and Sherlock wouldn't mind mentioning it if he could help him.

Not only Lily, but Harry reacted much more violently to what he said, and he exclaimed.

"Snape!"

Lily was a smart person before she was alive, otherwise she wouldn't have won Slughorn's favor.

"Professor Forrest, you and Snape helped me together?"

Hearing her address to Snape, Sherlock couldn't help but sighed softly in his heart, but this was normal.

The current Lily has gone through the period when Snape joined the Death Eaters and did evil in the wizarding world, so she probably gave up on him long ago.

"To put it simply, due to some accidents, Snape and I went back to the past. I thought of a way to get back, and he thought of a way to save you. Then I helped him and created a magic spell based on the development of history later. , so that you will not die so completely before you die."

Sherlock really cut a long story short, summing things up in a few sentences.

And Lily just listened to what he said, and looked at a place with absent-minded eyes, and guessed the matter after a while.

"That Professor Slughorn is him"

"On the night of summer vacation, he was the one who cried in front of your window and begged you to forgive him."

Sherlock curled his lips and said, there is nothing to hide, since Snape couldn't say it, he naturally didn't take it into consideration.

Lily's complexion was a bit complicated, making it impossible to see her mood at the moment.

"He left from the Death Eaters afterward?"

"It's useless to persuade him when you're alive, but he repents after he's dead~ It can't be said that he repented, he just wanted to understand some things. After that, he came to Hogwarts, where he became a A potions professor and head of Slytherin."

Saying that, Sherlock gave Harry a meaningful look.

"Of course, because of some relationship, he really doesn't treat Harry very well. This professor is also unfair, but he is always much better than the Snape you knew before."

Sherlock told the truth about Snape, neither too much praise nor much disparagement.

He has done Snape a great favor just by telling the truth. As for what the two will say when they meet and how to deal with the relationship, these are not Sherlock's worries.

Harry was surprised and dazed.

He was surprised that the disappearance of Sherlock and Snape actually went back to the past together, and he was dazed because he didn't understand about Snape.

He had heard that Snape seemed to have other feelings for his mother, but he didn't know much about it.

After saying everything that could be said, Sherlock seriously reminded Harry and Lily.

"I awakened you, but your current form is still very dangerous, because I haven't tested it, and I don't know what kind of spell can affect you, let alone how long you can last in this state. So From now on, it shouldn't take too long to get out of the protective magic on Harry every day, about an hour or two. Then it's about keeping it a secret, not even from Ron and Hermione."

Of course, Harry took Sherlock's advice seriously.

"Thank you, Professor Forrest." He thanked Sherlock very seriously.

It's just that words like this are certainly not enough for Sherlock to help him do these things, Harry can only keep it in his heart, and repay him when he has a chance.

After Harry and Lily left, Sherlock relaxed on the chair.

Back at Hogwarts, he finally let his tense mood relax.

But it's just a temporary relaxation.

At the moment before the Department of Mysteries came back, although Voldemort did not cause any harm to him, the overwhelming black fog really surprised Sherlock.

This is the first time he has seen a ceiling-level figure in the magic world make a move.

Sherlock didn't know exactly what the effect of that black mist was, but when it was crashing around him like waves, he could clearly feel that he could use five hundred rounds at once, one thousand No amount of casting, even tens of thousands of spells, could break through the black mist.

This is no longer something that can be countered by the superposition of numbers. The gap between magic and spells is too huge, and there is no way to fill it up.

Thinking that if Voldemort makes a comeback in the future, with himself now messing around in Hogwarts, it is still unknown whether the final ending will be like in the original book.

This made Sherlock more urgent to strengthen his own strength.

There are no shortcuts in magic learning. No matter how hardworking and talented he is, it is impossible to compare with Voldemort and Dumbledore's decades of magic accumulation.

But the particularity of time travel still left Sherlock with a way to quickly shorten these gaps.

Let the original owner's dead remnant soul merge with his own soul, and make the soul source stronger, and the magic used will naturally become stronger as well.

Moreover, there is also the control magic that comes with the soul becoming stronger. Sherlock always feels that its function is far more than simply controlling the wand to cast spells, and it can also dig deeper.

To do all this, Voldemort's Horcrux is a must.

In other words, for Sherlock, the Horcrux is like a Great Returning Pill that can increase his skill for 50 years if he eats one. He has already eaten one now.

Just in this way, he has learned to control magic without a teacher, and the spell released is much more powerful than before.

Voldemort must have more than one Horcrux, which means that Sherlock still has many opportunities left.

Besides, Sherlock himself is the one who wants to find the Horcrux, and Dumbledore is more urgent than him.

One of the most important gains from this trip back to the past was that he found a clue to one of the Horcruxes.

Leaning on the back of the chair, Sherlock stared at the ceiling in a daze while drinking tea.

Because Lupine's identity was exposed, he can no longer stay in Hogwarts after last night. Sherlock, who originally only needed to review the final exam results of the sixth grade, has a heavier task. Substitute for four grades.

But he was still not in a hurry, he didn't know what was thinking about these things in his head, and he muttered to himself after a long while.

"Where did that little girl, Amy, go?"

The day before Hogwarts officially started the holiday, Silk sat quietly in front of Dumbledore in Dumbledore's headmaster's office.

Dumbledore looked at the girl in front of him with a hood covering most of her face, and he didn't hide the confusion in his eyes.

"Why do you suddenly want to teach at Hogwarts? Miss Silk."

For more than ten years, Silke has come to Hogwarts to visit the grave every year. Dumbledore didn't communicate with her very much, but he knew her character well. He never thought that one day she would sit in his Apply for a job in front of you.

Silk said flatly.

"No reason, just want to change places."

"The German Ministry of Magic agreed to your resignation?"

Dumbledore's influence was not limited to the United Kingdom. He had some knowledge of most of the affairs within the Ministry of Magic in Europe, and he was very clear about Silk's position in the German Ministry of Magic.

Silk nodded slightly.

"If there are no vacancies in Hogwarts, I can accept both substitute and temporary professors."

Hearing what she said, Dumbledore felt more and more incredible.

The good German Ministry of Magic is unwilling to stay, and even if they have the opportunity to take over the entire Department of Mysteries in the future, they are unwilling to do it. Why do you want to come to Hogwarts as a substitute professor?

Even someone as wise as Dumbledore didn't understand the problem, but he didn't have to.

He naturally knew what kind of abilities Silk possessed, and he also knew her character well, so he didn't have any resistance to her wanting to teach at Hogwarts.

Dumbledore said with a smile.

"This year, the professor of Arithmetic and Divination, Setima Victor, submitted an application for resignation to me. She is a little tired of the life of a teacher and wants to go out for a walk. I didn't find a suitable candidate before, and I want to keep her for a few more days. In [-], wait until there is a candidate before agreeing to her resignation. Now that you want to teach at Hogwarts, Settima can get your wish."

Arithmetics can be said to be a branch of divination.

It's just that this knowledge is more regular than the abstract divination skills such as tea dregs, crystal balls, and astrology in divination, which use numbers and images.

But divination related to mathematics cannot be so simple, especially for wizards who are not rational.

Only Hermione is more interested in this subject than others, and even thinks that those divinations that rely on guesswork in the cloud are not worthy of carrying shoes for her.

Silke was not surprised, and immediately nodded and accepted the position.

Her main study direction in the Department of Mysteries is prophecy and divination. Whether it is conventional divination or arithmetic divination that has only emerged in the past hundred years, she has an absolute professional knowledge reserve.

And just when Silk found Dumbledore to apply for a job, Sherlock also came to Diagon Alley in disguise.

He dressed up as a middle-aged wizard, with thin body, pale face, cold eyes, and haughty expression. He looked like an evil dark wizard who stayed at home all year round and didn't know what kind of black magic he was studying.

After coming to Diagon Alley from the Leaky Cauldron, he didn't stop at other places, but walked towards the white building in the center of the street with a clear goal.

Gringotts is very busy every day. As the only bank in the wizarding world, these goblins are responsible for many businesses, not just providing treasures.

The goblin Griphook who had received Harry Potter in his first grade had just finished an exchange transaction when another goblin walked up to him with an arrogant wizard.

"A man who claims to be a wizard from the Lestrange family has come and is going to fetch items from the No. 18 treasure house. You are in charge."

Griphook put down the tea he was about to bring up, nodded to the goblin, and after he left, he looked up and down at the middle-aged wizard who called himself the Lestrange family.

"The Lestrange family? This wizard family, as I remember, seems to be locked up in Azkaban?" Griphook asked suspiciously, "Do you have the key?"

Sherlock sneered disdainfully.

"You just take me in."

(End of this chapter)