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

Chapter 261 Three Schools
When everyone else in Hogwarts was being attracted by Mrs. Maxime, Sherlock, who had already met Headmaster Beauxbatons, did not express excessive concern for her appearance like others surprise.

So when the little girl hiding behind Madam Maxim waved at him, Sherlock noticed it immediately.

He exchanged glances with Fu Rong, whom he hadn't seen for more than a year.

During this period, the little girl would write to him almost every one or two months, telling her recent experiences in school and some interesting things, as if she wanted to develop Sherlock into a pen pal.

But Sherlock's replies to her were very few, and she could count them with a single slap. Under such a situation where the righteous master came to her, Sherlock showed a little guilty conscience, so he showed an embarrassed smile on his face, and also turned to Furong. He beckoned and responded to her.

She has been standing by Sherlock's side all the time, seemingly ignoring him, but in fact, Silk, who has always focused on Sherlock, naturally and keenly noticed this scene.

There was no change in the expression on her face, but the light golden eyes hidden under the black ribbon saw the beautiful face in the huge shadow of Mrs. Maxim.

"You know Beauxbatons' students?"

she asked abruptly.

Sherlock didn't shrug it off, he shrugged, echoed Dumbledore and applauded the Beauxbaton students and the headmaster who had just arrived, and said in a low voice.

"Didn't I tell you before that during the summer vacation when I met you, I took Harry on a trip to France? That's when I met her."

"She knows you well?"

"Fortunately, haven't you seen an exhausted owl send me letters every once in a while? Those are all written by Miss Delacour."

Speaking of this, Sherlock tilted his head and looked at Silk, who had said nothing more than these two sentences tonight, and asked suspiciously.

"Why are you asking me this?"

At this moment, Silk closed his mouth again, and didn't say anything, making Sherlock feel lonely.

But Sherlock didn't care, it wasn't a day or two since this girl had a weird temper.

After Fleur greeted Sherlock from a distance, she followed Beauxbaton's group into the castle.

The students and teachers of Hogwarts will continue to welcome Durmstrang's guests here.

Not long after they sent Beauxbaton's students to the castle, this magic school located in the northernmost part of Europe also gave Hogwarts little wizards an extremely shocking appearance.

They floated out from the bottom of the Black Lake on a large sailboat that looked like a ghost!
The big boat anchored in the shallow waters of the Black Lake, and then set up a plank towards the shore. Led by a middle-aged wizard in a black robe and with a goatee on his chin, Durmstrang's The guests arrived at Hogwarts.

Before the pedestrian approached, everyone heard a passionate voice.

"Dumbledore! How are you, my old fellow?"

Dumbledore, who was standing not far from Sherlock, was also smiling. He first turned his head subtly to meet Sherlock's eyes, and then stepped forward to meet the man with the goatee. The middle-aged wizard shook hands.

"Excellent, thank you, Professor Karkaroff." He also replied enthusiastically.

The conversation between the two is like a pair of old friends who haven't seen each other for many years and meet again today.

But Sherlock, who has been staring at Karkaroff since he appeared, did not see any real enthusiasm and excitement in his eyes, but was full of coldness and sharpness.

Ten years later, Karkaroff looked very different from the one he saw at the Leaky Cauldron. Now he had a smoothness and cunning that he couldn't show before.

Karkaroff pretended to miss Hogwarts Castle, and then ostentatiously called a student of Durmstrang to his side.

At this time, the entire Hogwarts students also discovered who this student was.

Viktor Krum, the Seeker of the Bulgarian national team, who failed in the Quidditch World Cup that just ended, but performed exceptionally well.

Dumbledore walked into Hogwarts Castle with the last guests, along with the chattering Hogwarts students who kept whispering that they wanted Krum to sign their robes Walked into the auditorium.

"My God! My God! It's Krum! Harry, I can't believe that such a good Quidditch player is still a student!"

Hermione rolled her eyes, dissatisfied with Ron's fuss now.

"Isn't he just a Quidditch player? Why are you so excited."

With her head held high, she passed three sixth-grade girls who were chatting excitedly, asking Krum to sign their robes and whether they would agree.

And Ron was also surprised by Hermione's so flat reaction at the moment.

"No? Didn't we watch the Quidditch World Cup together? Didn't you see his wonderful performance in the game?"

Hermione was impatient with Ron's behavior now, she ignored him and turned to Harry and asked.

"You told us before, what about the friend you met while traveling in France with Professor Forrest? Did she come over today?"

Harry shook his head. Fleur had been covering her head with a scarf because she was not used to the cold air in England, and she didn't specifically greet him, so Harry didn't see her.

"She might not be eligible, didn't she come?"

While chatting, they also walked into the auditorium.

Although the entire auditorium was newly decorated today for the arrival of guests from the other two magic schools, in order to allow students from the three schools to communicate better, two more tables were not added to the auditorium.

When Harry and the others walked in, the little wizards of Beauxbatons had already chosen the long table of Ravenclaw to sit down.

After hesitating for a moment, Durmstrang's students also sat at the long table in Slytherin House.

Ron, who had turned into a brain-dead fan, was full of disappointment. He stared at Malfoy, who was talking to Krum, and followed Hermione and Harry to complain for a long time like an abandoned wife.

Dumbledore stood on the high platform and welcomed the guests of the two schools.

While he was making a welcome speech, among the Beauxbatons students on the long Ravenclaw table, a girl covered with a scarf whose face could not be seen clearly caught Hermione's attention.

(End of this chapter)