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Chapter 249 I wish you a happy life!
Sherlock rushed out of the Room of Requirement like a shell being knocked into the air!

Then it hit a soft body, and the two fell to the ground together.

Sherlock, who was lying on the ground, met Silk's eyes, and soon he stood up excitedly.

"Sneak attack succeeded!"

Then with a thought, under the influence of mastering magic, the door of the Room of Requirement was slammed shut.

Silk sat on the ground and looked expressionlessly at Sherlock, who was happier than taking a stimulant at the moment, and he could clearly see why his abnormal state came from.

Sherlock was only full of positive emotions, but his reason was not lost. He stretched out his hand towards Silk with a happy face, and said cheerfully.

"It really has a problem. My Patronus Charm has basically no effect on it, but fortunately, it wanted to kill me too much in the end, and I took advantage of it. This time, it probably broke up the entity it was!"

Silk stroked the silver-gray hair on his forehead, stretched out his hand and held it with Sherlock, and stood up from the ground.

"That can't be its own power. If it is, it is invincible."

"Of course not." Sherlock said briskly, "It used an alchemy item, which is very evil. That power can counteract the Patronus, and it is most likely given to it by the group who released it."

Silk didn't let go of Sherlock's hand, but at the same time grasped his arm tightly, restraining his urge to dance on the spot.

There are three or four small silver crows flying around him, Sherlock did not choose to cancel all the remaining Patronus Charms, but left one of them standing in the tapestry opposite the Room of Requirement On, always watch over here.

"I'll take you to Madam Pomfrey first." Silke supported his arm, "Your state cannot last forever, and it will have a great impact on spellcasting and spirit."

Sherlock raised his other hand high and snapped his fingers.

"You are very good, so we are heading towards the infirmary now! By the way, if you don't mind, can we dance all the way there?"

"I really mind." Silk grabbed Sherlock calmly and led him towards the infirmary, "And in order to prevent you from sweeping away your majesty in the castle after today, I won't let you do such a thing." Stupid thing."

"It's really ruthless." Sherlock pretended to look pitiful, but he couldn't pull off his spring-like smile. "The weather is so nice today! Oh! It's a wonderful day."

Silk turned his head and glanced at him. If he didn't know that he was in such an abnormal state, that strange talent would be invalidated, otherwise he would have to block his mouth when he said anything.

As for why he didn't use the stun spell like last time, because Sherlock still maintains the patron saint he placed in front of the door of the Room of Requirement, and the spell will lose its effect if he is unconscious.

They had just reached the stairs on the eighth floor, and it happened that it was time for the students to finish their classes.

The little wizards who had finished the first class in the afternoon came out of the classroom one by one, and the three of them, Harry Ron and Hermione who walked out of the Charms classroom, happened to meet Sherlock.

Sherlock is in such a state that everyone can see that something is wrong, Harry asked with a look of surprise.

"Professor Forrest, what's the matter?"

Before Silk could speak, Sherlock laughed and said.

"Hahaha! Thank you for your concern Harry! But your eyes are really not very good. I am doing well now! I am in good health, in a good mood, and very happy!"

Realizing that he was starting to fall ill again, Silk's eyes hidden under the black ribbon subconsciously rolled his eyes, and then dragged him to prepare to go downstairs without saying a word.

But Sherlock obviously hasn't had enough chats with Harry and the others, while his body accommodated Silk to follow her downstairs, he turned his head and smiled and said loudly.

"I am very happy Harry, and I wish you happy too! Happy forever! Oh! And you, Hermione and Ron, you will be happy forever!"

After hearing his words, Harry, Ron, and Hermione froze in place as if they had turned into stone statues.

It was only at this time that the three of them came back to their senses when Silk took Sherlock down the stairs and disappeared.

Harry's face was pale and his expression was dull; Ron was dumbfounded, his eyes seemed to be popping out of their sockets; Hermione's body was trembling as if she was shaking, looking like she wanted to cry but couldn't.

"No. Impossible. What the professor said just now must not have come from the heart! Isn't that right!" Harry trembled.

Ron swallowed, and he stammered.

"Yeah yes professor he sure didn't come from the heart definitely not"

Hermione's face was ashen, she said in a voice almost desperate.

"Don't deceive yourself, Professor Forrest's expression and appearance just now, does he seem to be saying something that doesn't mean what he says!"

Harry and Ron, who originally wanted to deceive themselves with lies, suddenly softened like a leaking balloon.

The three squatted in the corner of the stairs, attracting the curious eyes of countless students coming and going around. Ron asked in a voice that was about to cry.

"Then what should we do next? Are we going to live in pain and despair for the rest of our lives?"

Harry tugged at his own hair as well, muttering in a soulless voice.

"Should we prepare our last words in advance? I still have a lot to say to Sirius."

Among the three, only Hermione quickly became determined!
"We can't just sit back and let our future fall into pain and despair! We have to save ourselves!"

"How to save ourselves? Go to Professor Dumbledore and tell him that we have been cursed by Professor Forrest?" Ron still looked desperate.

Hermione said seriously.

"We want Professor Forrest to tell us once again, "Harry, Ron, Hermione, you three are finished, and you are destined to live in pain for the rest of your life." "In this way, the curse can be canceled!"

The expression on Harry's face didn't improve at all, he said painfully.

"But how can we make the professor say such things sincerely? I have never seen a professor say such unfeeling words to anyone."

Hermione clenched her fists.

"If there is no way, we must create a way! We must try. Giving up can't change anything, and there is a chance to change after trying!"

(End of this chapter)