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

Chapter 411 Decoy
Bella appeared at the back wall of the orphanage with five Death Eaters including Lucius.

Being able to Apparate here proves that they have already been here for reconnaissance.

Bella didn't seem to be affected by her husband being arrested. Not only did she not have the slightest intention of rescuing Rodolphs who was locked up at this moment, she even went so far in front of all the Death Eaters and Voldemort's face, mocking his incompetence.

It can be said that after becoming a die-hard fan of Voldemort, Bella has no place in Rodolphus' heart at all.

The two said they were husband and wife, but in fact they are only in name only.

"I hope that no one will make mistakes today."

Bella stared at the Death Eaters around her, and said in a sharp and piercing voice.

"Master has waited until now just to wait for this opportunity. From the moment we appear here, I don't want a single fly to escape!"

The other four nodded in agreement, only Lucius looked a little pale. He stared at Bella and said with trembling lips.

"We will complete all the tasks assigned by the master, but please also remember, Bella, the master also said that we must ensure the safety of my son!"

The corner of Bella's mouth curled into a disdainful sneer, as if she felt very contemptuous of Lucius' words, but she still said it.

"Of course I know that this is also the master's order."

Hearing what she said was a promise, Lucius' expression didn't improve much. He hurried away with two Death Eaters, while Bella took the other two Death Eaters to another direction.

At the same time, inside Hogwarts.

Snape walked quickly into the headmaster's office with such an ugly face.

Dumbledore was looking at an official document from the International Federation of Magic, and when he saw Snape coming in, he couldn't help but sit up straight.

"The Dark Lord's side is very strange these days. He seems to be deliberately avoiding me and planning something with his subordinates."

Hearing Snape's words, Dumbledore frowned instantly.

"Any more news?"

Snape took a deep breath.

"Lucius found me with Floo powder this morning. He looked panicked and emphasized countless times that he hoped that I could protect his son."

"Draco Malfoy?"

"Yes, and three days ago, Narcissa forced me to be his son's godfather, because the Dark Lord gave me instructions to stay in Hogwarts and not go anywhere, so I used this as an excuse to not go anywhere. promise."

Dumbledore thought in his royal blue eyes.

"We have always known that Draco received some special mission from him. At first, Sherlock and I thought that he was probably just using Sherlock as a springboard. In fact, the ultimate goal was on me. After all, His biggest threat is me."

Snape's face was serious.

"But what Sherlock did during the summer vacation made his reputation in the magic world worse than before. With his character, it is very likely that Sherlock will be the first target, and he still wants to kill him personally. Only This will restore his lost reputation."

Dumbledore murmured.

"If the target is Harry, if he succeeds, he can break the prophecy that has been circulating in the magic world for a long time. If the target is me, he can directly solve the only person in the magic world who can confront him head-on. And whether it is I am still Harry, he can also gain great prestige, and if he chooses Sherlock, in addition to restoring his lost notoriety to before, he will also have the opportunity to completely get rid of Sally's long-standing hidden in his soul. Soul. But why is he so sure he can kill Sherlock?"

Snape didn't see the slightest impatience in Dumbledore. If we look at it according to the current situation, Sherlock is taking Draco outside Hogwarts, and Voldemort's long-planned dormancy is very likely to be in the This time to kill him.

"Sherlock told me that he actually doesn't have the ability to fight against the Dark Lord at all. The fact that he was able to do that last time was purely due to some information gap and a lot of luck." Snape's tone was obviously anxious.

Dumbledore actually had a smile on his face at this moment.

"That was Sherlock in June last year."

Snape didn't understand what Dumbledore meant when he said this. In less than a year since June last year, how much progress can Sherlock's magic improve?
How could even a genius be able to confront Voldemort head-on in such a short period of time?

Dumbledore didn't explain anything to Snape, he turned his head and said softly to a portrait on the wall.

"Doris, can you go to the Ministry of Magic for me? Tell Minister Scrimgeour that I have something very important to talk to him, and I will go to the minister's office in a moment, and ask him to make time."

A kind witch nodded in response, and disappeared into the frame in the next second.

"Phineas." He called out the name of another portrait, "help me call Minerva over, let her walk faster."

The portrait of the skinny old man who used to complain when he went out to shout at others, without a word of nonsense, shuttled directly through the portrait and left the principal's office.

After finishing these two things, Dumbledore seemed to have noticed Snape's anxiety, and smiled slightly on his face. He also knew that although he and Sherlock often hurt each other and neither accepted the other, the actual relationship between them very nice.

"Don't worry so much, Severus, Sherlock and I are not fools, we both know that the Death Eaters must have some kind of plan in their recent dormancy, and such a plan must be between me, Harry and Sherlock. "

Snape said blankly.

"I'm not worried, I just want to know, since you are all on guard beforehand, why did you let Sherlock and Draco go out so easily?"

Dumbledore crossed his hands and put his arms on the desk, the crescent-shaped mirrors reflected white light.

"Voldemort is looking for an opportunity to strike, and wants to get rid of the three pimples in his heart. We are also struggling to find their hidden stronghold?"

Snape's expression froze suddenly, Dumbledore's words did not end.

"He thinks you are still useful, but he is still vigilant and doesn't trust you very much. He has always kept you at Hogwarts and rarely let you participate in large-scale Death Eater gatherings."

"Did Sherlock take Draco out on purpose every week? Just to use himself as bait to lure the Dark Lord out?"

"He took Draco out just because he thought the child could be saved." Dumbledore said calmly, "According to what he thought at the beginning, if Draco still had that bit of conscience in his heart, he wouldn't put his every Zhou and Sherlock went to the Muggle Orphanage as a volunteer, and if Draco is really hopeless."

He didn't finish the sentence, but even if he didn't, Snape knew what would happen if Draco was really hopeless.

And the current state of affairs is developing towards this situation.

Sherlock responded immediately after receiving the news from the broken house where Moody and the others were stationed.

"Let Dobby and Kreacher go to the orphanage immediately, pick up all the children inside, and then let everyone who is on standby in the Order of the Phoenix come over as we prepared in advance."

Facing the sudden situation, Moody and Lupine showed solemn faces, while Sirius looked excited.

He looks like he's been waiting for this day.

And at the same time as Sherlock's voice fell, an invisible magic power gathered in from all directions, and soon it was like a big hood, covering the area within a radius of three kilometers with the orphanage as the center.

Each of the four here is familiar with this magic.

Anti-Apparition Magic!
The six wizards who came here blocked this space immediately, obviously with hostility.

Up to now, even if it is not confirmed that the identities of these six wizards are Death Eaters, Sherlock and the others will estimate the worst situation.

Immediately, Sherlock, Moody, and Sirius didn't stay where they were. They rushed out of the broken house and ran towards the orphanage, leaving only Lupine to contact Kreacher and More than.

The atmosphere in the orphanage was still very peaceful, and the Muggles could not feel the fluctuations of magic power at all. After watching Sherlock rush into the orphanage with a lame one-eyed old man and a middle-aged man with curly hair, Mrs. Chris was a little surprised, but she didn't panic because of her trust in Sherlock.

"Mr. Forrest, are these two... your friends?"

Sherlock didn't have time to introduce the identities of Moody and Sirius to him, because at this moment, with a bang, the two house-elves Dobby and Kreacher had already appeared between them.

For these two inhuman creatures that appeared out of nowhere, except for some children who were still young and did not have a clear understanding of the world, most of the other children felt frightened, and even Mrs. With a jump, they subconsciously protected the child in the middle.

"Dobby reports to you, sir."

Dobby, who was dressed in decent clothes, bowed to Sherlock, while the elder Kreacher gave Sirius a timid and disgusted look, bowed and shouted.

"Master Sirius."

Sherlock directed the two elves, each with a few children, to leave the orphanage with apparition.

No matter how much Mrs. Chris trusted Sherlock, she would not easily listen to him in such a situation. Sherlock could only use a confusion spell first, so that she would not subconsciously feel that there was nothing wrong with it.

But just when all the children were about to leave, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

"Where are Draco and Trish?"

Mrs. Chris, who was under the confusion spell, said truthfully.

"They went out of the cafeteria together after eating, and they probably don't know which classroom they are in now."

Sherlock frowned, his control magic enveloped the entire orphanage, and soon found them on the side of the orphanage near the wall.

"Dobby, you and Kreacher take them away first, and then come back."

"Dobby received."

The next moment, Dobby and Kreacher left here with the children from the orphanage.

Sirius looked at Sherlock.

"It was the Malfoy kid who told the Death Eaters where you were? Now he's taking a little Muggle girl hostage?"

This is the most reasonable inference, but Sherlock feels that this is not the case.

If Draco had really planned to report their location to Voldemort in the first place, why did he go to the farm with himself to do odd jobs?

Acting to numb yourself?
Sherlock didn't think Draco would have such perfect acting skills, otherwise he wouldn't have shown such a nervous look when he came to the desk to find him for the first time in Hogwarts.

"Let's find those two children first."

As Sherlock said, he ran towards where he perceived Draco and Trish.

Draco and Trish walked out of the cafeteria together 5 minutes after Sherlock left the orphanage.

Trish really wanted to watch the magic trick that Draco performed for him last time, but Draco "reluctantly" agreed, but he only agreed to show it to her alone.

"Where did the boss learn magic? Did mom and dad teach him?"

Trish asked, blinking. She had obviously been curious about the tricks Draco showed her.

Although Draco has not yet graduated from Hogwarts, under the influence of his family environment, he is also very aware of the Ministry of Magic's enforcement of the Secrecy Act.

Hogwarts students are forbidden to use magic outside the school. He dared to use it in front of Trish because he knew that the traces used by the Ministry of Magic to monitor the little wizard could not accurately locate the individual who cast the spell. With Sherlock, a grown-up wizard, near him, there shouldn't be any trouble.

But even Draco, who is as arrogant as Draco, dare not directly reveal the existence of magic and Hogwarts to a Muggle, even if the other party is only a child of six or seven years old.

In English, both magic and magic are "Magic", and Draco does not need to specifically correct Trish's title.

"Just like what you said, like the magic masters I saw in the newspaper, of course I also inherited them from my family. It's just that the things I know are not the same as those people, performing to them like a monkey in a circus. Someone else saw it."

While they were talking, they had come to a corner of the orphanage yard. It was lunch break after lunch, and very few children would come here. Akane wandered around the yard alone.

Just when Draco pulled out his wand with a little pride on his face, preparing to perform a more magical transfiguration for his little brother Trish this time.

The wall around them suddenly exploded!
A woman with curly black hair and a playful look in her eyes, followed by two men in black robes wearing iron masks, appeared in front of them.

(End of this chapter)