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

Chapter 3 The Wizard's Secret Study

"Seven days! You have been fooling around for seven days! You disobedient child! After going out for so long, you didn't come to greet me immediately when you got home! Instead, you were hanging around at home! Unfilial son! White-eyed wolf!"

The shrill female voice didn't stop, and kept cursing, but no one came out of the room behind the door.

Sherlock quickly recovered from the shock.

From the tone of the voice, he could roughly guess that the speaker should be the original owner's mother, but the mother's attitude towards her son was really not very good, and the insulting words were very ugly.

And it can be heard that she should be very angry now, but even though her emotions are already so irritable, she still has no intention of coming out of the room.

Instead, he kept insulting Sherlock.

"Why did I give birth to you? You bastard! It's because of you! Your father abandoned me! You disaster! You haven't come back for seven days! Why don't you hurry up and clean me up!"

Sherlock frowned at her harsh insult.

He is not a fool, and of course he has discovered something is wrong now.

This scolding woman, the room behind the wooden door without a doorknob, and the whole room seemed a little out of order.

Looking at the dim light behind the door, after hesitating for a moment, Sherlock did not choose to respond to the person who was suspected to be the original owner's mother, but decided to enter the room to take a look.

There is no suspense that this is the original owner's home.

And if there is a problem in his family, it means that the original Sherlock must also have a problem.

Now that they have become one person, if they want to inherit their legacy and live a stable life in this world, Sherlock naturally needs to figure out his own problems.

He walked lightly to the door without a handle. The shouting and cursing behind the door continued. He took a deep breath, adjusted his posture, then pushed the door completely open and walked in.

The room behind the door is not big.

It is similar to a normal bedroom, about twenty or thirty square meters.

There is a row of wooden bookshelves on one side of the room, which are filled with thick tomes. Judging from the furnishings, this place should be a study room.

What illuminated the whole room was not any chandelier hanging from the ceiling, but five candles.

What made Sherlock dumbfounded was that these five candles were not placed on any table honestly, but were actually supported by candlesticks, completely violating Newton's law of universal gravitation, just floating quietly in mid-air like this!

After entering the door, he finally saw the true face of the woman who kept yelling and cursing.

That's not a real person, but a picture hanging on the wall opposite the door!
The woman in the photo has loose hair and looks crazy and irritable. She stares from the painting with eyeballs that seem to be jumping out, and keeps swearing dirty words in her mouth.

"Maggots! Wild dogs! What kind of expression is that on your face! Seeing me, you don't even want to call your mother!"

All the words she said, not even a single letter entered Sherlock's mind. He had established a materialistic world view for more than 20 years, and at this moment, he was violently impacted by everything in front of him.

He walked up to the photo of the woman with an unbelievable expression, reached out and touched the framed photo, and confirmed that it was indeed just an ordinary paper photo, not a pre-recorded photo that was played. video electronic screen.

If the matter of time travel can barely be explained by a scientific phenomenon that human beings have not discovered, then the candles flying in midair and the paper photos with kinetic energy and sound can only be explained by supernatural events or magic. Let's explain!
It was only then that Sherlock realized belatedly.

The world I traveled to may not be just the simple England at the end of the 20th century, and the problem is not only the room he is in and himself.

The world he is in now is probably the biggest problem!

Just when Sherlock was in a daze, on the desk under the photo, a teacup suddenly jumped to the teapot lightly, and the teapot flew up by itself as if it had come alive, and poured a cup of steaming tea into the teacup.

At the same time, the chair in front of the desk bounced to his side, as if waiting for him to sit down.

The furniture in this study seemed to have their own life, without any order or guidance from Sherlock, they knew how to serve him by themselves.

At this moment, a candle floating in the air slowly flew to the position of the bookshelf, and he finally saw clearly the titles of the tomes on the bookshelf.

"Resisting Darkness: Cutting-Edge Defense Magic", "Encyclopedia of Dark Magical Creatures", "Maintaining Your Wand", "Flexible Use of Transfiguration in Actual Combat", "Defeating Evil: Defense Against Spells", "Close Your Brain" .
Sherlock's gaze skipped over the titles of the magic books until his gaze was fixed on the title of the book on the top shelf.

His pupils suddenly constricted!

Because the title of that book is Hogwarts: A History!
Hogwarts!

Perhaps words such as defensive magic and black magic are relatively unfamiliar to Sherlock, and they are not very discerning.

But the term Hogwarts is basically known to anyone who has some knowledge of foreign movies or Western literature!
This is a magical story about Harry Potter, a boy who was dubbed as a boy who survived the catastrophe, and his friends defeated the Dark Lord Voldemort.

And Hogwarts is where the main line of the story takes place, the wizarding school where the protagonist Harry Potter studies magic for seven years!

Because she was born as an orphan in her previous life, Sherlock hadn't read this book when she was a child. It is basically a well-known magic story in all parts of the world.

But in high school, in order to improve his English, Sherlock's English teacher lent him an original English version of Harry Potter, the first book, to pass the time in his spare time.

Although he didn't buy a book to read the later stories, after entering university, he had a rough understanding of the following plots through the self-media of various movie commentaries.

Therefore, he is not ignorant of the story that is going to happen in this world, but it is not too specific, he just knows the general direction of the storyline.

Most importantly, this result was something Sherlock never expected.

He originally thought that what he traveled to was just an ordinary world. He was a rich second generation who was about to receive a large amount of inheritance and titles. In the future, he would enjoy financial freedom and a carefree life.

But who would have thought that he was actually a wizard!
Just when Sherlock was stunned by the shock of this incident, he suddenly remembered another thing.

The letter just received in front of the house, the "H" surrounded by lions, snakes, eagles, and badgers.
Isn't that the Hogwarts school badge!
Sherlock had only held the letter in his hand since he entered the room, and it wasn't until this moment that he realized where the letter came from.

He stared at the home address and his own name written in dark green ink on the envelope, his throat rolled gently.

If I remember correctly, the standard for Hogwarts to enroll students is a child who has reached the age of eleven, and the date of birth on his current driver's license clearly states that he was born in 1971.

By 1992 this year, I was exactly 21 years old.

So this letter is definitely not an offer of admission.

So what is it?

Without extra guesswork, in order to answer his own doubts, Sherlock directly opened the envelope and took out the only piece of parchment inside.

(End of this chapter)