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

Chapter 372
Sherlock looked at Scrimgeour, and Scrimgeour looked at him.

In fact, from the bottom of his heart, he has no dislike or prejudice against the newly appointed Minister of Magic who succeeded Fudge.

This wizard is more than a star and a half stronger than Fudge in terms of ability and determination to fight Voldemort.

He didn't give an answer right away, but after thinking for a moment, he raised his head and met Scrimgeour's gaze.

"Although this question is a bit abrupt, but I can understand, Mr. Minister, is your follow-up plan for the mysterious man and the Death Eaters?"

Of course, Scrimgeour would not tell the specific actions to Sherlock, an outsider who did not hold an "official position" in the Ministry of Magic, but he had no intention of keeping it a secret.

"Today's trial is a signal." Scrimgeour looked at Sherlock with a serious expression, "Next, we will start to deal with those wizards who have a history of being inclined to mysterious people. Many of their accomplices have been confessed, and we will follow this list."

"Those who can find actual evidence will be directly arrested. If there is no evidence, Aurors will be sent to follow up and observe, so as to ensure that the mysterious man's influence will be further cut off before he makes the next move."

Sherlock looked into Scrimgeour's eyes.

"What about Voldemort? What about your plans for him?"

He didn't call out the title of the mysterious man this time, but directly said the name that was taboo in the magic world.

Even someone as tough as Scrimgeour, after hearing this name, couldn't help turning pale.

But at least he didn't tremble, which was stronger than most wizards in the wizarding world.

"At that time, he will become a polished commander. It will undoubtedly be much easier to deal with him alone."

Sherlock looked at him deeply and shook his head.

"You are afraid of him, but you underestimate him. The danger in the wizarding world has never been those Death Eaters. There will be no shortage of speculators and criminals in any era. The crux of the problem is that Voldemort's threat is far greater than On the lunatics who are almost dark wizards in history."

"Even if you arrest all his men, Voldemort is still Voldemort, and only when Voldemort is really dead, the so-called Death Eaters will be self-defeating."

The minister's office fell into silence, only the sound of Scrimgeour's breathing was obviously much heavier than before.

After a long time, Sherlock spoke again.

"In fact, I also know that you have no choice but to choose to attack the Death Eaters, because the entire Ministry of Magic knows nothing about Voldemort. Even if you, the minister, hear this company When he has a title that is not his real name, he will feel fear in his heart, let alone other people."

"If according to what you said, first solve the Death Eater part, can you ensure that there are no undercover agents in the current Ministry of Magic? Even a director-level official like Bagman can be instigated. Seriously betrayed Karkaroff can be reactivated, can you say that everyone in the Ministry of Magic can be trusted?"

"And to directly confront all decisions made by Voldemort, secrecy is the most basic premise. If you can't even do this, let alone find a way to defeat Voldemort."

Having said that, Sherlock's tone became more serious.

"So, Minister Scrimgeour, if you really want to defeat Voldemort and let the wizarding world survive this crisis, the best way is not to interfere with any actions of the Order of the Phoenix."

"The primary goal of the Ministry of Magic is to wipe out the Death Eaters, and our only goal is only one person. The core purpose of the two parties is the same, but the task is divided into two steps. The best situation now is the Ministry of Magic. To the Ministry of Magic, to the Order of the Phoenix, both sides are serious about doing their own thing and not interfering with each other."

"It is precisely because of this that I have never agreed to you to work in the Ministry of Magic. Your focus should not be on my or Harry's influence, but on stabilizing the situation in the British magic world as soon as possible. The knock-on effects of the ensuing conflict with Voldemort are minimized."

After finishing all the words, Sherlock stood up directly from the chair.

He never felt that Scrimgeour was a bad guy, or an obstacle on the road to defeating Voldemort. It was just that the views of the two parties were different, which led to internal disputes.

Sherlock took this opportunity to speak so clearly, and then he could only see what Scrimgeour thought.

"I have to go back to prepare for the award tomorrow. I'm sorry I can only leave first, Mr. Minister."

He walked to the door, Scrimgeour seemed to be still deep in thought, and didn't say anything about it.

Subsequently, Sherlock left the Ministry of Magic and returned home.

It was not too late for him to go home. There were more than a dozen court hearings today. As an important witness, he stayed in the Ministry of Magic almost all day. dinner time.

Since Silke's cooking skills have improved, she has been studying those recipes at home basically every day.

After getting along for a long time, she also discovered that Sherlock has a different love for Chinese food, so she bought a special "Encyclopedia of Chinese Cuisine", and usually made it by herself when Sherlock was not at home. Now It is also decent.

Just like today's dinner is egg noodles with tomatoes.

The noodles are cut out by Silk with magic, and the taste is very strong.

"Before you go to award the honor tomorrow, you go out with me first."

Sherlock sucked the noodles and said.

Silk didn't eat, she usually ate very little at night, like tonight she just ate some fruit.

"What are you going to do?" she asked suspiciously.

"Healing your eyes." Sherlock said casually, "I found a relationship in the Ministry of Magic, and I met an old witch who used to be the silent person in the Hall of Time. She is an old witch with a weird temper. Give me some advice."

Because he didn't want Silk's hope to be greater now, and his disappointment to be greater later on, Sherlock didn't say for certain that Mrs. Matthew would be able to heal her eyes.

Hearing his words, Silk was a little stunned.

Her golden eyes hidden under the black ribbon stared blankly at Sherlock, and after a long time like this, she suddenly smiled.

"Then I'll go there with you tomorrow."

"There will be an award ceremony later, so we will go directly to the ceremony site when the time comes."

(End of this chapter)