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Chapter 313 Crouch's Trace
The focus of Harry's attention now is of course not whether Gryffindor has been awarded points because of him, but Sherlock's attitude towards Snape at this time.

"And what about Snape, Professor, what should he do?"

Sherlock didn't say much to Harry, he just waved his hand.

"About Snape, you don't need to worry so much. I didn't take what you told me as a deaf ear, and I will deal with it properly."

With such a promise from him, Harry left and came to the office with a little peace of mind.

At least from past experience, Sherlock has always been reliable in dealing with these matters.

After Harry left, Sherlock shook his head with some sighs.

Sure enough, Harry is the real protagonist in this world, and he can encounter anything.

The communication between Snape and Karkaroff was approved by Dumbledore, and the words he said were also to make his position appear to be more on Voldemort's side.

To prevent that if Karkaroff really returned to the Death Eater's camp, Snape's planned spy status would not be able to be maintained in the future.

Fortunately, the current Harry is not as brainless as in the original book. After all, he knows that his mother's soul is also in him, and he can survive only by relying on him. If he dies, it is not just a matter of his own safety. .

This was a really good thing, otherwise who knew what Harry would secretly follow Snape to do later.

After Harry told Sherlock everything he knew, he didn't pay more attention to studying whether Snape would betray Dumbledore.

The time for the second event is getting closer and closer. Although he already knows the content of the second event, he still hasn't found a way to move freely underwater for a long time.

Even the day before the game officially started, he stayed in the library all day, trying to find a spell that could help him, and he didn't even find that Ron and Hermione were called away by Professor McGonagall that day. Nothing came back.

And on the morning of the game, he was still in the library.

Just this early in the morning, when Sherlock looked at the good weather today and was about to call Silk to go to the auditorium for breakfast, an old female voice sounded beside him.

"Professor Forrest, Dumbledore has something to call you to his office. The password for the office is 'lemonade'."

The portrait in charge of the message was Dai Lisi, the former headmaster of Hogwarts. Generally, if these portraits are dispatched, it is basically an emergency.

Sherlock frowned. Of course the original plan couldn't go anymore, he nodded and agreed.

"I'm going over here."

After speaking, he went straight to Dumbledore's office. There was no one else here, only Dumbledore himself was sitting at the desk with a serious expression, and he seemed to be thinking about something in his deep blue eyes.

Seeing Sherlock coming in, he spoke directly.

"Someone found Batty near the town of Dartmouth in Devon. The Ministry of Magic has not received any news yet. I want you to go there first to see the situation."

Sherlock didn't agree or refuse immediately, but asked.

"Is the person who found Crouch reliable?"

Dumbledore nodded.

"An old member of the Order of the Phoenix, he has been engaged in the herbal farming business in Devonshire since it was disbanded, so he told me about this as soon as he discovered the problem, instead of notifying the Ministry of Magic."

Sherlock had no other objections to this, just looked at Dumbledore.

"So what result do you want? Even if Crouch appears, we cannot be sure if this is a trap."

Dumbledore's thumbs rubbed against each other, and after a few seconds of silence, he spoke softly.

"You must first ensure your own safety on this trip. After all, you are also their target. Then, try to bring Batty back safely. I will let Fox follow you. If you encounter any danger, or Once Batty's identity is confirmed, let Fox use Apparation immediately."

While Dumbledore was speaking, the phoenix Fawkes, who had been combing its feathers on the golden branch, also waved its fiery red wings and landed on Sherlock's shoulder.

"Fox's apparition magic is very special. With it, you can ignore basically all anti-apparition taboos. When you encounter danger that you think you can't handle, let it keep you safe."

"Originally, I wanted Moody to take this trip, but the second project started today, and he needs to keep an eye on Karkaroff, so this matter can only be left to you."

With Dumbledore taking sufficient safeguards for him, Sherlock has nothing to fear.

"I'll be more careful, Professor Dumbledore."

Fox flashed a golden-red light with Sherlock, and then disappeared into the principal's room.

At the same time, Sherlock and Fox reappeared in a hidden corner of the riverside town of Dartmouth in Devon.

This Muggle town on the banks of the Dart River is a well-known tourist destination in Europe, with a small resident population but a large floating population.

After coming here, Sherlock's first contact was naturally the member of the Order of the Phoenix who contacted Dumbledore and said that he had found Crouch.

The residence of a wizard, especially a wizard who is engaged in farming herbal medicine, would definitely not choose a place with a lot of people.

After leaving the town and walking northeast for about two or three kilometers, I came to a remote field, where Edgar Taylor, a member of the Order of the Phoenix that Dumbledore mentioned, lived.

Around the house made of wood like Hagrid, many greenhouses were built.

These greenhouses are basically similar to the herbal medicine classrooms at Hogwarts, all of which are used to grow magical herbs.

The wizard named Taylor was a tall and burly wizard who looked old, and he invited Sherlock into his house.

"I declared to the Muggles that I was growing and researching out-of-season vegetables as a way of catering to the curious, but most people in town thought my business was not very good because they had never seen Is there any big company that buys vegetables from me and sells them."

"It's a very ingenious excuse, but if it continues for a long time, it will definitely attract the attention of interested people."

"You're right, so I'm currently planning to apply to the Ministry of Magic to place Muggle Repelling Charms around my own home."

They exchanged a few simple greetings, and quickly got to the point.

(End of this chapter)