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

Chapter 211 Sherlock's Sister

Harry was at the Weasleys' at the moment, listening to Percy show off the big shots he'd seen since joining the Ministry.

"...you can't understand Mr. Crouch's demeanor until you have seen it with your own eyes. Before becoming the director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, he was the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. That is the most important position in the Ministry of Magic. It's not that there were some accidents in Mr. Crouch's house. He is the one who is now the Minister of Magic. Of course, I'm not saying that Minister Fudge is not doing well. He is still very good, a rare good in the Ministry of Magic. minister."

Percy was eloquently praising his immediate boss, Barty Crouch, and at the same time did not forget to praise the stinky feet of the current Minister of Magic, Fudge.

George on the side frowned and said.

"Okay, stop flattering Percy, now at home, the two respectable directors and ministers can't hear your words."

Fred also agreed with a smile.

"Or if you really want to brag about someone, you can try to brag about Dad. He is also the office director of a department."

"Oh, how can it be? Fred, a little office manager, even if he is our father, he doesn't deserve the praise of the great Percy."

"Ah, yes, if he really flatters Dad like this, I think Dad will be so flattered that he won't be able to sleep for three days. After all, he is the new employee of the Ministry of Magic, Mrs. Percy!"

Facing the yin and yang ambiguity of the twins, Percy never had any room to retaliate. He just blushed, turned around and left the living room with a cold snort.

He graduated from Hogwarts this year with excellent grades in his wizarding exams, especially with an O in Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Although the number of people who got an O was rare, it was not uncommon. Especially this year, the pass rate of the students taking Defense Against the Dark Arts exceeded 80.00%, which shocked the Ministry of Magic officials in charge of the wizard level examination.

But Percy got an O just because the best grade is only an O, and he got the best grade, but it doesn't mean that the best grade is his true level.

Regarding this point, the examiner who conducted the actual combat test on him was well aware of it, and repeatedly emphasized to the office director of the Auror Command that if Percy had any plans to work in the Ministry of Magic, he must be recruited to the Auror Command .

However, Percy did enter the Ministry of Magic, but he was not interested in the Auror Command, which was exhausted like a dog all day long and received a mediocre treatment. Instead, he joined the International Magic Cooperation, which is more likely to achieve political success in peaceful times. manage.

The Auror Command was naturally very sorry about this, and Percy, who was scrambled by several departments during the Ministry of Magic interview, was of course even more proud now.

He couldn't help bragging when he got home, and the Weasley twins naturally weren't used to him.

Harry didn't really dislike Percy's character, but he didn't like it very much either.

After seeing him leave deflated, he and Ron laughed together.

On the other sofa sat two girls, Hermione and Ginny.

Hermione also came to the Burrow at the end of this summer vacation. Mr. Weasley got several tickets for the Quidditch World Cup Final in the Ministry of Magic, and specially invited her to watch the game with Harry.

"But Percy did get a lot of certificates in the Ultimate Wizarding Level Examination." Hermione's eyes showed yearning when she spoke.

Ron curled his lips.

"Don't worry, Professor Forrest will not leave Hogwarts. When you are in the fifth grade, you will show off to us with a dozen certificates just like him."

George and Fred were obviously frightened by their topic, and kept looking in the direction of the kitchen, but the conversation between Hermione and Ron still attracted Mrs. Weasley out.

"Do you think people with more than a dozen certificates are not worth showing off? Ron." Mrs. Weasley continued talking about Ron, but her eyes were actually waiting for the twins fiercely, "Like your two Brother, what else can I have besides the Defense Against the Dark Arts certificate! I have to thank Sherlock for not giving up on you two troublemakers who want to mess with those embarrassing gadgets all day long! "

George and Fred listened to their mother's lectures obediently, but they actually looked at each other and stuck out their tongues to make faces.

Mrs. Weasley's anger is of course not only due to their unsatisfactory results in the Intermediate Wizarding Level Examination, but also a long list of orders for magic joke props that they dug out from their bedroom a few days ago, thinking that they have all ordered their own I have focused my energy on studying these things, so I don't have time to think about learning.

Mrs. Weasley's anger came and went quickly, and she returned to the kitchen without saying a word, focusing on tonight's dinner.

The twins didn't dare to stay in the living room any longer, for fear that their mother would remember this and come out to chatter later, and slipped back to their bedroom, where they didn't know what to do.

Ginny also went to the kitchen to help her mother, and Harry and the others were the only ones left in the living room.

"I don't know if Professor Forrest will also go to the Quidditch match." Hermione asked ecstatically.

After two consecutive years of wizarding level exams, Hogwarts students have achieved exceptionally good results in Defense Against the Dark Arts. Now she can't wait for Sherlock to be a professor of all subjects, and to teach the exam skills of each subject. Pass it all on to her.

Ron said affirmatively.

"Yes! I heard from my father before that he planned to send a ticket to Professor Forrest, but the professor's friend in the Ministry of Magic had already given it to him, so he didn't do anything more. "

Speaking of Sherlock, Harry's eyes suddenly lit up.

He remembered something that he had forgotten to tell Ron and Hermione after meeting them.

"I visited Professor Forrest's house a week ago, and I met a sister at the professor's house."

He struggled with the title for a long time, and finally chose this name.

Hermione didn't care about that.

"Maybe someone went to the professor's house as a guest and you happened to meet him? Don't spread rumors."

Harry said shaking his head.

"No! Absolutely not! When I was looking for the professor, it was in the morning. The professor was having breakfast with the sister named Silk. Obviously, she stayed at the professor's house overnight!"

Ron and Hermione glanced at each other, and hearing Harry's words, both of them were immediately tempted to gossip.

Harry poked his head out, deliberately lowered his voice and continued.

"And you have seen this sister Silk!"

(End of this chapter)