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

Chapter 339
The evening wind on a summer night should not be considered cold, but the breeze blowing on the hillside carried a strong chilling aura.

The big snake named Nagini bound Cedric's whole body, only his head was exposed.

Sherlock was standing right next to the big snake, the distance between the man and the snake was less than three feet,

On the opposite side of Sherlock, above the man in black with the baby in his arms, there were so many Death Eaters riding broomsticks that they couldn't tell what was in the air, and everyone pointed their wands at him.

"What do I know?"

He said softly, and at the same time, the fingers of his right hand were gently rubbing the feather that was plucked from Phoenix Fox's body in his palm.

As long as he clenched it firmly and let the feather ignite spontaneously, Fox would be able to feel his position on the other side of Hogwarts, and lead people to rush over immediately.

But if so, Cedric will definitely die on the spot.

As his teacher, Sherlock couldn't just throw away the lives of his students.

For the time being, he has no other better way, but he can only delay the time as far as possible, and put his hope on Hogwarts, who can respond quickly after discovering that he and Cedric are missing.

"The reason why Fiddlesticks was able to escape from the German Ministry of Magic was because you asked someone to help him?"

Voldemort didn't seem to refuse to communicate with Sherlock at all. To be clear, this was the first time the two of them met face to face.

"I had high hopes for that damn thing, but in the end, it's just crap!"

The arm where Sherlock hid the tip twitched slightly, apparently annoyed by something innocent being scolded.

"Harry's name was thrown into the Goblet of Fire, and I began to suspect that some of these people who came to Hogwarts this year had something wrong." He said unhurriedly, "At first I suspected The man was Crouch, and the man Moody suspected was Karkaroff."

"The two of them did show various doubts behind, especially Crouch, you can't completely control a man with a determined mind, he broke free from the Imperius Curse and escaped, and that's when I I understand that when his soul was captured, his target was only me from the beginning to the end."

"The conspiracy against Harry was assigned to another person, and at this time Karkaroff naturally became extremely conspicuous."

"And the facts are indeed like this. In the second competition event, he started his movements in a subtle way, and shot Harry under the water of the Black Lake."

"If it wasn't for that big squid who rescued Harry at a critical moment, Harry would probably have fallen into your hands at that time."

Voldemort made no secret of his distaste for the incompetence of his own men.

"I've given that traitor a chance to do his job again, but he hasn't taken it. He's proved his useless worth."

Sherlock's thoughts moved slightly. Behind him, in the blind spot of the Death Eaters' vision, more than a dozen wands quietly floated out, hiding under the hem of Sherlock's robe.

"Your subordinate is very clever, he must have escaped by now."

"He can't escape." Voldemort's voice was indifferent and flat, as if stating a trivial matter, "So, where did you judge that I was going to take Harry away?"

"Because Karkaroff had the opportunity to kill Harry underwater, but he didn't."

The wand at the hem of Sherlock's robe has been divided into two parts, one part is all aimed at the big snake Nagini, and the other part is inserted into the soft ground, in the pre-casting posture of preparing some kind of magic.

"And his attack on Harry and throwing Harry's name into the Goblet of Fire are very conflicting."

"If you want to find a chance to attack Harry directly, you don't need to let him participate in the Triwizard Tournament. This will instead make him the focus of everyone's attention, and it is even more difficult to let him attack."

"So, at that time, I actually wondered, since you can separate the actions against me and Harry, will you also divide the most critical action about Harry into two parts."

"After all, Karkaroff used to be a traitor. No one can guarantee whether he will do his best for you, so you need another person to give you the bottom line."

"Who do you think this person is?" Voldemort asked indifferently.

"It's because I couldn't guess who the bottom man was that I came up with this plan with Dumbledore."

Sherlock said calmly.

"Since you want Harry to participate in the Triwizard Tournament, you must start in the competition. If Harry is safe in the first two events, then your focus will be on the last event, regardless of who is behind the scenes. Who are you and what are you trying to do, as long as the Harry who participates in the competition is not Harry, then your plan will fail."

"However, after holding that trophy and being brought here, I can basically guess who is the person who came to explain your plan."

"Ludo Bagman, a person who was once found to be involved in undercover Death Eaters hiding in the Ministry of Magic, but was exonerated because of his merits in the Quidditch World Cup."

"Except for this trial that almost no one remembers, everyone thinks that he has nothing to do with the Death Eaters and Voldemort. He is a clean and innocent Director of Magical Sports."

"Just because of that, you think it's him?" said Voldemort.

Tied up by Nagini, Cedric, who had been fascinated by Sherlock's reasoning, suddenly felt as if something was touching his face.

But when he turned his head to look around, there was nothing.

Until he saw Sherlock's direction, his pupils shrank slightly.

At the hem of Sherlock's robe, there were already nearly ten wands pointed in his direction, and the tips of the wands swung humanely twice, as if greeting him.

"Of course not only that, he is usually too attentive to Harry, no matter which project has expressed that he will provide some unknown help to Harry in private."

"This can also be interpreted as a retired Quidditch player's recognition of Harry, an excellent Seeker who is also British. But in this situation, his behavior is a bit too obvious, isn't it?"

"But these suspicions are just suspicions after all. Without actual evidence, we can't even attack Karkaroff with obvious means. Let alone Bagman, who is still in the position of director of the sports department. .”

(End of this chapter)