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

Chapter 282
Not long after Sherlock left the kitchen at this time, he was standing in the corridor on the first floor of the castle.

Through the unsealed windows beside the corridor, he could clearly see the scenery outside the castle.

The weather tonight is very good, and the bright moonlight shines on the water surface of the Black Lake, sparkling water ripples.

But Sherlock's eyes were not fixed on this beautiful scenery, he was looking at a figure.

A man in a black robe was walking cautiously along the edge of the Black Lake towards the Forbidden Forest.

Just the moment he saw this figure, Sherlock thought of what Moody had said to him during the day.

Then he immediately made a decision in his heart, waved his wand without any extra hesitation, and recited the spell.

"Call God for protection."

A small silver crow was instantly formed by the convergence of countless silver rays of light, and then flew out to the top of the castle with fluttering wings.

And Sherlock himself moved extremely quickly from the corridor through the hall, and left the castle.

When he came to the edge of the Black Lake, he had already seen from a distance that strange black-robed man walked to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and then disappeared into the dark forest.

Sherlock frowned, he didn't stay for a moment, and quickly approached the Forbidden Forest, but after reaching the edge of the Forbidden Forest, he was sure that he had lost his target.

The environment of the Forbidden Forest is much more complicated than the lawn by the Black Lake. Once it disappears from view, it is very difficult to find the target again.

But Sherlock didn't give up, he just lingered in place for two steps, then turned and walked in the direction of Hagrid's cabin.

However, when he got close to Hagrid's hut, he shouted several times outside but got no response, and then he was sure that there was no one in the house, and Hagrid was not at home tonight.

But fortunately, a barking sound brought a smile to Sherlock's face.

He jumped over the fence built by Hagrid, and followed the sound to the side of Fang, Hagrid's timid hound.

When Fang saw Sherlock, Fang wagged his tail and showed a gesture of intimacy.

Sherlock used to bring some dog biscuits or meat bones to Hagrid every time he came to find Hagrid on business, which made Yaya and him have always had a good relationship.

With Fang now, it doesn't matter if Hagrid is there or not.

Sherlock led Fang Fang out of Hagrid's hut, and soon returned to the edge of the Forbidden Forest where the man in black first disappeared.

"Good Yaya, help me find out, which direction did the person who just entered from here go?"

Yaya understood what he said, and after carefully sniffing the trampled lawn, he took Sherlock and ran towards one direction of the Forbidden Forest.

While running, Sherlock pulled the pendant off his neck and threw it into the sky.

"It's almost time to rest, it's time to get up and work! Tip."

When the pendant was thrown to the highest sky, it suddenly turned into a black crow with only a pair of blood-red eyes.

Fiddlesticks, who was forced to work less than an hour ago, was called out again, which made him look very dissatisfied, and he vented his dissatisfaction bluntly, "Quack quack!" He cursed in bird language like a curse.

"Slack?"

Immediately it stopped croaking, and spread its wings resentfully under the moonlight, following the figures of Sherlock and Yaya from the sky, observing the surrounding situation from a wider perspective for them.

Sherlock would not make the reckless mistakes that Harry and the others would make when they were young and ignorant.

Now his strength is considered a first-class wizard in the entire magic world. Except for the top group, no matter how strong others are, they will not be so strong that he can't even resist the direct crushing.

Even if he finds a suspicious person in this way, he will not follow up secretly by himself. The patron saint summoned at the beginning is responsible for notifying other people in the castle.

Now if Dumbledore was at school, he already knew about his entry into the Forbidden Forest.

With the big tree Dumbledore behind him, Sherlock would not be so stupid as to cause trouble for himself when there was no need to take risks at all.

Fangya is very familiar with the environment in the Forbidden Forest. Even in the dark, as soon as it enters this forest, it starts to run wildly. Fortunately, Sherlock is not an old abandoned house like Snape. , physical strength can still keep up.

They ran forward for about 10 to [-] minutes. As they got closer and closer to the depths of the Forbidden Forest, Yaya suddenly stopped his pace, as if hesitating about the next direction, and started to smell the ground again.

The crow that Tip turned into has been hovering above their heads all the time, and has been reluctantly reporting the surrounding situation through the contractual connection between it and Sherlock.

So far it has not found anything worthwhile.

After a brief hesitation, Yaya re-selected a direction and continued to lead Sherlock forward.

It's just that the ground is gradually becoming wet and sticky. It has just rained in the area where Hogwarts is located. Maybe it's because the branches and leaves of the trees here are too dense, so the ground doesn't dry as fast as outside. , impeding their speed.

And Yaya didn't start running again this time, but moved forward slowly with four legs.

At first, Sherlock thought it couldn't smell the smell left by the man in black.

But soon, he found out from Yaya's trembling body that it was becoming more and more obvious that this was not the case.

"What are you afraid of Fangya?"

Faced with Sherlock's question, Yaya certainly couldn't answer in human language, it just tucked its tail, whimpered and circled around Sherlock, very much resisting to move on.

Fiddlesticks hovering in the sky gave Sherlock feedback, and it didn't find anything unusual.

After entering the Forbidden Forest, Sherlock, who had already started to control the magic, did not find anything wrong around him.

Looking at Yaya's current appearance, he thought of the things that seemed like a few dragons had come to the Forbidden Forest in the past few days.

"Don't be afraid of Yaya." Sherlock rubbed Yaya's dog's head and comforted him, "I'll watch over you, so go forward with confidence."

Ya Ya seemed to understand his promise, and walked on four legs again, and walked a few hundred meters forward.

When the surrounding trees became more and more dense, suddenly, under Sherlock's control magic perception, a miserable green spell broke into the field at an extremely fast speed and shot at his position!

But no matter how fast the Killing Curse was, it was still not as fast as Sherlock's thoughts. A broken branch in front of him was silently transformed, and a door was erected to block him. !

"Oh!"

Sawdust flew, and the Killing Curse blasted a tiny hole in the door panel.

(End of this chapter)