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

Chapter 52 The Second Test

Three days before the start of the Christmas holidays, it started snowing at Hogwarts.

It was snowing heavily, and in less than two hours the entire castle was covered with a layer of pure white. The students who finished the day's course ran outside excitedly. They had something to play with this afternoon.

The three of them, Harry Ron and Hermione, were not in the mood at this moment, and ran out to play in the snow like other students.

They were sitting on the seats in the empty classroom with complicated emotions, staring at the snowflakes outside with dull eyes.

Although Harry and Ron were very excited about the fulfillment of Sherlock's crow's mouth at first.

But when they regained their senses, they became like Hermione and realized how incredible this incident was.

"Is it possible? I mean possible. This snow has nothing to do with Professor Forrest. After all, it snows every year around Christmas, but this year's snow came a little later."

Hermione said pretending to be relaxed.

She really couldn't accept this fact. Whether it was 11 years of science or two years of magic, there was no precedent to tell her that people can be so omnipotent. Just say a word, and even the weather can change.

Harry and Ron looked at her strangely.

"Don't deceive yourself, Hermione, you said before that the things about Professor Forrest were coincidences, but today's weather was tested by us personally with Professor Forrest, and the facts are already in front of us."

Harry spread his hands and said.

"If you still don't believe it, we can even test it again."

Hearing Harry's words, Ron also became excited at this time.

After discovering that the flag that Sherlock set up, but the opposite of what he said was fulfilled, they are now addicted to playing.

"Yeah, we can test it again, anyway, Professor Forrest is in the castle."

The three did what they said, and Hermione didn't stop them this time. She really couldn't believe it was true.

As long as one test fails, it proves that the so-called crow's mouth is all a coincidence, not some strange talent.

The three of them sneakily gathered in front of Sherlock's office. They muttered and discussed for a long time at the door, and finally decided to let Ron in this time.

Ron cleared his throat outside, straightened his robes, and when he was ready, he knocked lightly on the door of Sherlock's office.

"Come in."

He opened the door and walked in. Sherlock looked away from the seventh grade homework, and when he saw Ron, his face was weird.

"What the hell are you trying to do?"

Seeing that he hadn't spoken yet, Sherlock had already started to doubt, and Ron hurriedly said as planned outside.

"Professor, when I went back to do my homework, I found some knowledge about Boggarts. I didn't understand it in class. Can you explain it to me again?"

Sherlock stared at Ron with eyes that seemed to penetrate people's hearts. Fortunately, Ron's psychological quality was strong enough. Instead of avoiding Sherlock's eyes, he swallowed and nodded sincerely. .

"What part did you not understand?"

Sherlock just felt that Harry and the other three brats behaved a little strangely today, but after all, he didn't know how to use Remembrance, and couldn't see what was going on in Ron's mind. Facing the questions raised by the students in class, he Of course, it is necessary to give clarification.

"You said that Bogk is a magical creature that has no specific aggressiveness and only intimidates people. Then what does it usually rely on to survive?"

The question Ron asked was thought up by Hermione for him. When Sherlock talked about this question in class, he just passed it by, without specific explanation. It was appropriate to ask after class, and it didn't seem obtrusive.

Sherlock didn't hear anything unusual from the question, he organized his thoughts and began to explain to Ron.

"No one has ever seen the Bogk for what it really looks like. The appearance it shows is the result of seeing what people fear the most. It is what they need to survive - fear, Bogk feed on fear"

Sherlock spoke very carefully, and Ron seemed to be listening very seriously. Finally, after he finished speaking, he thanked Sherlock very politely.

"Thank you, Professor." Then he added a sentence that seemed natural, "If Filch doesn't trouble me later, then I believe I will finish this homework soon."

Sherlock gave him a suspicious look.

"If you didn't break the rules of the castle, why would Filch bother you?"

Hearing Sherlock say this, the excitement on Ron's face couldn't be suppressed.

"You mean Filch won't mess with me before Christmas?"

Sherlock took out the seventh-grade homework again to correct, and said without looking up.

"Unless you make a mistake, you don't have to worry about Filch. He will trouble you. Although the castle administrator is sometimes unreasonable, most of the time he is following the rules."

After getting what he wanted, Ron couldn't bear it anymore in his seat. He stood up and said goodbye to Sherlock, and then trotted out of the office.

Sherlock looked at the back of him who couldn't wait to leave, sighed and shook his head, and continued to correct his homework, while monitoring Neville's movements on the Marauder's Map at all times.

After Ron ran out of Sherlock's office, he immediately found Harry and Hermione waiting in the corridor beside him.

"Professor Forrester said that if I hadn't made a mistake, Filch wouldn't have bothered me before Christmas!"

Hermione said seriously.

"This is the best way to test whether everything happened and whether it has anything to do with what Professor Forrest said. Because under normal circumstances, if Ron didn't make a mistake, there is a high probability that Ron would not be troubled by Filch. "

At this time, Ron didn't have any fear or worry in his heart. Even if he knew that if Sherlock's crow's mouth really came true, then Filch would punish him, he couldn't suppress his excitement at this time.

"Yes, we haven't violated school rules at all during this time, so how could Filch trouble me?"

Harry and the others walked towards the Gryffindor lounge while talking.

Because Ron's appointment was before Christmas, they had to wait for the results in these days.

But before they had even reached the stairs leading to Gryffindor Tower, Filch glared at his bulging fish-like eyes and angrily blocked their way.

(End of this chapter)