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

Chapter 352 Can You Give Her A Hug?
Sherlock was discharged from the hospital the same day he finished speaking with Dumbledore.

In fact, there is only one arm on his body, and there is an injury caused by Shenfeng Wuying. The black magic attached to the wound allowed him to undo it in advance. The coma is just too much use of the spell, and the body is exhausted. .

According to Madam Pomfrey, as long as he drinks more hot cocoa and eats some chocolate, his body will be as good as a cow.

Silk was also discharged from the hospital with him.

The problem with her eyes cannot be cured in the first place, Madam Pomfrey can only help to wrap them with gauze at most, not to prevent bleeding, but to prevent the pupils from contacting the sunlight, or seeing something real, triggering that kind of time Ability to backtrack.

At this time, Hogwarts Castle had already been blown up by what happened last night.

Harry returned to Gryffindor early this morning, after everything had settled, and everyone was questioning him about his experiences.

But in fact, Harry has no experience.

After Sherlock Dumbledore got through with him, he also sought his opinion. If he insisted on participating in this Triwizard Tournament, Sherlock and the others would respect his choice.

Harry also knew that this was not the time to satisfy his compulsion, so he agreed to their plan.

Later, on the day of the competition, Dumbledore transformed Sherlock into his appearance and replaced Harry in the competition (the compound soup needs to be taken every once in a while, it is too abrupt for Harry to have such a habit , as a master of transformation, Dumbledore's use of human body transformation is more appropriate, just like Grindelwald's direct human body transformation on himself).

The real Harry was turned into a bird in the back, hid in Sherlock's pocket, and entered the maze together.

After all, Harry has the contract of the Goblet of Fire, and he must complete all the schedules of the Triwizard Tournament unless he dies.

Sherlock brought him in just to complete this contract, and then he left the field by himself, which was tantamount to being the first to leave, ending the whole game.

Then he stayed in Dumbledore's office all night, chatting boringly with the portraits of the past principals, and finally returned to the lounge early the next morning.

Students throughout Hogwarts were discussing today's two daily prophets.

The fact that the Triwizard Tournament was not successfully completed in the end became a secondary topic, and besides Harry, the other focus was Cedric, who was teleported away with Sherlock.

He was surrounded in the auditorium almost all day today, and with his authentic Hufflepuff character, he didn't know how to refuse, so he took the trouble to tell other students about his experiences with Sherlock.

In fact, Cedric hadn't seen the exciting scene in the newspaper photos where Sherlock and Voldemort were singled out.

He told the truth, he was caught under the arms of the professor at the beginning, chased and fled by dozens of Death Eaters, and then the mysterious person came to the scene in person, and he was protected by Sherlock, and he did not see the battle between the two.

But just this is enough to make these little wizards mesmerized.

As Sherlock's students, they already loved the defense professor, and now something like this happened.

With Sherlock's current momentum, if he votes for the most popular professor in the castle, he can at least get more than 90.00% of the votes, even Dumbledore can't compare.

After all, one is a young and handsome professor, and the other is an amiable but old-fashioned headmaster. It can only be said that Sherlock has a great advantage.

He can probably guess what the castle is like now, so when Sherlock came out of the school hospital, he quietly returned to his office without disturbing anyone.

After returning to his familiar environment, he completely relaxed his body, took a long breath, lay down on the recliner, and poured himself a cup of black tea to rest.

However, less than 5 minutes after he lay down, there was a knock on the office door.

Sherlock's whole face immediately collapsed. He really doesn't want to receive anyone now, but the knock on the door still rang firmly, and he didn't intend to stop. He could only wave his hand and open the door .

A tall, silver-haired girl walked in. After entering the door, she turned over and closed the office door again.

Sherlock looked at Fleur with a strange expression, and couldn't help blinking.

"It turned out to be Fu Rong, how did you know I was in the office?"

Furong seemed to be in a low mood, but she didn't appear to be that depressed. She looked at Sherlock and said.

"I first went to the school hospital to look for you. It was Madam Pomfrey there who told me that you had been discharged."

Sherlock picked up the black tea, then controlled a stool and flew to Furong's side, and handed her a cup of tea.

"I don't need to come here for a special visit. Actually, I don't have any major problems. I'm in great health now, and I can beat three Snapes."

Naturally, Furong couldn't understand what kind of joke it was to hit three Snapes. Even if she could understand, she probably wouldn't be in the mood to laugh now.

Holding the teacup, she whispered.

"I'm going back tomorrow."

Sherlock smiled.

"Hogwarts will be on vacation the day after tomorrow, and you really should go back. Although this Triwizard Tournament failed in the end, and even a winner was not selected, no matter Mrs. Maxime brought you It’s okay to go back, but it’s miserable for Durmstrang, and their principal is still waiting for trial.”

Furong obviously didn't come to chat with Sherlock, and she wasn't some twitchy girl, the third sentence after entering the door directly explained the intention of coming.

"I like you, Sherlock."

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The expression on Sherlock's face froze.

He was not surprised by this matter, and he was not a fool, so he could see something naturally.

He just didn't expect her to be so direct.

Before Sherlock could respond, Fleur spoke again, and she didn't seem to want any response from Sherlock.

"I also know that you don't have that kind of feelings for me. The person you like is that Professor Silk." The girl pursed her lips, and there was a smile on her face at this moment, "But I still want to tell you that I like you , at least you need to know from me that there is a girl who likes you."

"I don't know if I will forget you in the future and fall in love with others, or maybe I will love you for the rest of my life, but now Fleur Delacour likes you!"

"So, can you give her a parting hug?"

(End of this chapter)