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

Chapter 235 Why Did He Scold Me?
The things were already worn around her neck, and Silk had no room to refuse.

They walked into the auditorium together, compared to the beginning, it was obvious that Silke was in a much better mood, and it wasn't because of the bottle of Felicia Sherlock gave her.

It was the rhetoric he just said.

She knew that Sherlock had a knot in his heart, and it was impossible to change his feelings towards her, but Silk was unwilling to wait like this.

She knew very well that waiting in vain was useless.

It will only make Sherlock adapt to his posture in front of her, so that the little plot in her heart will never be realized for the rest of her life.

She wants to express her dissatisfaction and force Sherlock to change.

Let him know that the status of the two of them is equal now, no one needs to protect the other, and no one needs to take care of the other.

The relationship between Amy and John is beautiful and fondly remembered.

But that has become the past. The two people who are getting along now are Vera and Sherlock. Different identities naturally have different relationships.

There are already many students in the auditorium having breakfast.

The students were still discussing the Triwizard Tournament, a topic that was clearly going to last all semester.

At the same time, after Sherlock and Silk walked into the auditorium, many students turned their attention to them.

The two of them are the two youngest professors in the castle now, and at the dinner yesterday, the movement between the two was seen by most people.

A quarrel is a quarrel, but when most people quarrel, do they put their hands on another person's head?
No matter how you look at it, it feels like flirting in another sense.

This scene last night made many senior girls who had plotted against Sherlock secretly sad.

The two professors are equal in status, and in terms of appearance alone, even the most confident girl in Hogwarts would not think that she would be more brilliant than Silk.

Both internally and externally, they were crushed, which made these little witches feel sad and at the same time unable to feel jealous.

Because it is really incomparable.

The students just saw that the professors sitting on the high platform last night could hear clearly why they were arguing.

They don't understand the complicated relationship between Sherlock and Silk. They only know that two young people who are similar in age quarrel because of such things. Is there any need to guess about the relationship?

Moreover, the professors could hear what they said, that Silk came to teach at Hogwarts just to find Sherlock.

This made Professor Flitwick, who was already sitting at the long table on the high platform having breakfast early in the morning, look at Sherlock and Silk with bewildered and kind eyes, and the smile on his face never disappeared.

Even when chatting with Professor Sprout beside him, he looked at Sherlock from time to time, which made Sherlock's scalp numb unconsciously while he was eating grilled sausage with his head down.

Just when Sherlock was fidgeting for a while, Snape, who had an unpleasant stinky face and was wearing the black robe that never changed for thousands of years, sat beside him at some point.

Sherlock looked at him in surprise.

"Didn't you always stay in the office and let the house elf bring you breakfast? Why did you come to the auditorium for breakfast today?"

Snape's face was still so gloomy, facing Sherlock's question, he said coldly while pouring himself a glass of pumpkin juice.

"On the way."

Sherlock looked at Snape, who still had some beads of sweat on his forehead, and his breathing was obviously heavier than normal, and said with a strange expression.

"You didn't start your morning exercise, did you?"

"puff!"

Sitting not far from them, Mrs. Hooch, the flight teacher who could clearly hear their conversation, couldn't hold back when she heard Sherlock's words, and spit out the milk she had just drank from her mouth.

Snape would actually go out to exercise, this is indeed a shocking thing.

While Mrs. Hooch kept apologizing to Silk sitting next to her and cleaning the table with her wand, Snape didn't answer Sherlock's question, and just patted the jam on the toast.

"Just because you fought twice in a row and you haven't hit me? So you want to exercise your body for revenge?"

Sherlock murmured in a low voice.

"But anyway, it's a good thing for you to get more exercise."

Snape took a bite of the bread spread with jam, and said sarcastically.

"You talk so much, how did your girlfriend fall in love with you?"

Sherlock froze for a moment, then he turned his head and glanced at Silk, and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"It's fine if others misunderstand, can't you see who Vera is?"

"How would I know who she is?" Snape said impatiently.

"That's right. This little girl has changed a lot since she was a child. It's normal if she can't tell. Back then, her hair was still golden."

Sherlock said to himself.

Snape was not a fool, and the information revealed in Sherlock's words was enough for him to guess Silk's real identity.

He looked at Silk, who had just helped Mrs. Huo Qi finish finishing the dining table, with a shocked expression on his face, and subconsciously called out a name.

"Amy!"

Silk raised his head suspiciously, looked at Snape who had changed his face now, and then turned his head to look at Sherlock, thinking that he had said his original name.

Sherlock blinked at her, opened his mouth without making a sound, just mouthed "Uncle Prince", and she understood.

He showed a faint smile to Snapsilk, and nodded slightly.

She didn't have much contact with Snape at that time, she just stayed in Snape's room for a day during the two days when Sherlock left the Leaky Cauldron, and then the three of them went to the amusement park together .

It's just this experience of being together, which has already made Snape rank among the top among Silk's poor interpersonal relationships.

After Snape turned around, he looked at Sherlock even more contemptuously.

"Shameless."

Sherlock was inexplicably scolded, and he looked at Snape's face full of innocence.

"What are you scolding me for?"

As a result, Snape followed up again.

"abnormal."

He ate the last bite of bread and drank the pumpkin juice in the glass, as if he disliked Sherlock extremely, turned around and was about to leave.

But then, as if he remembered something, he took out a booklet from his robe pocket and threw it on the table.

"This thing may be useful to you. If you think it's not useful, burn it. Don't spread it to me."

After speaking, he left the auditorium straight away.

Sherlock didn't care about the "Thank You Gift" that Snape left on the table, he still looked at Silk with a puzzled expression.

"What did he scold me for?"

Silk nodded vigorously with a look of sympathy.

"It really doesn't make sense."

(End of this chapter)