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

Chapter 250 The Head of Hogwarts Beats the Professor!
Everyone knows that Professor Forrest is weird today, or that he is in a good mood too much.

During the period after the first class in the afternoon, many students met him in the castle. He seemed to have met some happy event. Even if he was grabbed by the arm of Professor Silk, who was new to the castle this year, he still remained the same. Face is excited to chat with everyone he knows.

"Have a nice day!"

"I wish you a happy life!"

"I wish you a happy life!"

These are the three sentences he uttered the most after meeting people. Every student he blessed was at a loss, and just kept thanking them with a blank expression.

Just when Silk dragged and dragged Sherlock to the floor where the infirmary was located.

With his head held high, Snape, who was like a big black bat, just came out of his third-year Potions class, walked towards him at this moment.

Shrugging his shoulders, Sherlock, who was dancing with the arm that was not held by Silk, saw him, his eyes lit up, and he started waving and shouting from a long distance away.

"Hi! Severus! My old friend! We haven't seen each other for a long time!"

Snape heard Sherlock's voice, his face was still cold, and he looked at him extremely strangely.

"What medicine did he take wrongly?"

While Silk was hesitating how to explain Sherlock's current situation, Snape had already shown a clear expression at this moment, with the corners of his mouth curled up and a sarcasm smile.

"It turns out that you drank too much joy potion, why? What are you going to do, Sherlock?"

However, before he finished speaking halfway, Sherlock struggled to get his entire upper body close to Snape's side, wrapping his arms around Snape's shoulders.

"Dude! Don't be so indifferent, I know you are a tsundere, but when you were crying in front of me before, I took you to drink to comfort you! Be honest and say what you think, you If you don’t agree with your heart, your life will be very unhappy!”

Snape was suddenly pulled over by him, making such an intimate gesture, and soon after reacting from the initial stupefaction, he began to violently resist.

"You idiot! Who are you talking about crying! Let go!"

But even if he has started to strengthen his body recently, it is impossible to compete with Sherlock's physical fitness in a short period of time, not to mention that he is half a head shorter than Sherlock, and Sherlock can control him to death with one hand .

"Aha! You're still shy, aren't you? There are no outsiders here, and I haven't told anyone else about this." Sherlock, who looked happy, seemed to think of something suddenly, and he blinked suddenly Eyes, "Oh! I seem to have told Lily, telling her that the Snape who cried bitterly in front of the window of her room back then is actually you now!"

Snape stopped struggling to escape from Sherlock's arms, and instead went to pinch Sherlock's neck, blushing and roaring at the same time!

"You bastard!"

"Hey hey hey! I'm helping you!"

"I strangle you!"

"Revenge! The old nerd beat someone! The head of Slytherin beat the professor!"

After a moment of confusion, Silke took a lot of effort to save Snape from Sherlock's grasp.

She was saving a little later, and Snape was about to be strangled to death under Sherlock's arms. Sherlock's condition is getting worse and worse, but even if he becomes a purebred sand sculpture, he is not good in hand-to-hand combat. Snape is comparable.

"You shameless old man! I bullied me because of my position, didn't I? I'll sue Dumbledore when he comes back! You're so arrogant! Bah!"

Even though he had always had the upper hand, even now that he was being forcibly dragged forward by Silk, Sherlock did not forget to turn around and speak harshly to Snape, as if he was the one who was almost strangled to death just now.

Snape also left angrily. He wondered if he would increase his exercise again after being beaten unilaterally by Sherlock for the third time today.

After struggling forward for more than ten meters, Silke finally took Sherlock to the Hogwarts hospital hospital after turning a corner.

Madam Pomfrey, the school doctor, frowned when she saw Sherlock's current appearance.

"How did he become like this again?"

In front of professional doctors, Silk did not dare to hide Sherlock's cause of disease.

"I used too much Patronus Charm, and I was backlashed by positive emotions."

When he came to the school hospital, Sherlock, who had regained his freedom, could finally jump up and down as he wished, and sang the shameful school song of Hogwarts loudly.

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hog Hog Hogwarts! Please teach us something, whether we are bald old men or young boys with scars on our knees, our heads need to fit , something interesting, because now it's empty inside, full of air, dead flies and trinkets."

Madam Pomfrey watched Sherlock's performance in shock.

"How many patron saint spells has he used? How could it be so serious?"

Silk looked very worried at Sherlock's current state.

"I don't know the details, but it should have exceeded two hundred rounds."

"Two hundred rounds! Are you kidding me!" Madam Pomfrey muttered, "You must help me control him, I want to check his condition!"

Silk nodded, then grabbed Sherlock's hand.

Although Sherlock, who was caught by the hand, was still dancing, he followed her obediently to the testing room of the school hospital.

Madam Pomfrey studied Sherlock for a long time, her brows furrowed and then loosened. Finally, she put down the wand in her hand and sighed.

"It is true that the Patronus Charm is extremely excessive. This is beyond the range that normal wizards can bear. Any other wizard would have gone crazy at this time. Sherlock is just overflowing with emotion."

As she spoke, she looked at Silk with a serious face.

"I don't know what you guys did, and why you used such an excessive amount of Patronus Charm, but his situation is very dangerous. I can see that after he realized that he was in a bad mood, he had already used it. A large amount of sadness medicine was used to correct it, but it did not suppress the emotion, but caused a stronger rebound."

"If this situation becomes the norm, even if his spirit is far beyond ordinary people, there will be a day when he can't hold back!"

Silk's face didn't seem to change much, but in the sleeves of her robe, both hands were tightly clenched into fists.

"I will keep an eye on him in the future, and I won't let him use such an excessive amount of Patronus Charm."

Madam Pomfrey shook her head helplessly.

"It seems useless to you. When he returns to normal, I will tell him again. Now he has to take a lot of sadness potions. He must suppress this emotion and stop rebounding."

(End of this chapter)