Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

After the arm was caught, Sherlock didn't move for the first time.

But in fact, after seeing this wizard, his domain of control spreads directly, it seems that his hand has been clamped, but in fact he can use a spell on the scar-faced wizard at any time.

The wizard smiled at Sherlock.

The smiling face pulled the long and narrow scar on his face, making his smile extremely ferocious.

And Sherlock narrowed his eyes at this time.

"We know each other?"

Bloom was also stunned on the spot. Looking at the wizard's strange behavior, he thought at first that Sherlock had met some acquaintance.

But the Scarface wizard didn't answer Sherlock's question immediately, but let go of his hand and whispered deliberately.

"Don't go in a hurry, come in with me."

After hearing his voice, Sherlock's face suddenly froze.

Contrary to the wizard's appearance, his voice clearly gave off a sense of old age, not like a middle-aged person, but more like an old man who had entered his twilight years.

And the voice was familiar, but a little unfamiliar, as if the name was right on Sherlock's mouth, but he couldn't say it.

Sherlock's face was a little suspicious, and the scar-faced wizard walked directly into the yard after saying this to him.

Bloom glanced at the wizard, then at Sherlock, and asked suspiciously.

"You two know each other?"

Sherlock shook his head, he didn't answer, but walked back into the yard with Bloom.

"Look at the situation first."

The scar-faced wizard seemed to be acquainted with Mrs. Matthew. He walked directly across the garden path and sat on the terrace. He took out a tea cup from his pocket and poured a hot cup. Tea.

"I heard what this kid said to you just now."

He said without hesitation, his voice was still old and completely inconsistent with his appearance.

For his performance, Mrs. Matthew did not show any disgust or dissatisfaction, but her tone was full of sarcasm.

"It's already in this situation, when did you dare to come to me once?"

The scar-faced wizard seemed to have not heard what she said. He drank the tea in the cup, and then put his hands on his stomach and leaned back on the reclining chair. Sherlock felt even more familiar with that posture. .

"If only there were more sugar cubes in the tea," he muttered.

Then he snorted twice as if nothing had happened, and said in a slightly flattering and flattering tone.

"Just give me a face. At that time, the old man Dumbledore did something inappropriate. It has nothing to do with the child Sherlock. You know he is not easy now, so help him with this."

Mrs. Matthew's face remained expressionless.

"Who knows if he came to me for help, whether he wanted to come by himself, or to help Dumbledore. I was an old woman with a small heart, and you still owe me a lot of favors, why do you want me to give it to you? face?"

The scar-faced wizard still has that smiley expression on his face, but when combined with the scar, this smile makes people feel less amiable. If there is a child here, it is estimated that he can be directly cry.

"Actually, I know that you don't really hate Dumbledore because of that. In the end, you're still dissatisfied with the fact that he didn't do anything in seven or more years, and it made me lose my job. I explained a lot to you. Again, that incident is my personal problem, not Dumbledore's."

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"You're a little too narcissistic. I'm really disgusted with Dumbledore because of you? Besides, I've helped you enough times."

The wizard raised an eyebrow at Sherlock, as if to say: Look, women are always like this no matter how old they are.

"Anyway, it's not bad for once or twice, please help, Denise. Well, of course, if you agree, I will naturally reciprocate. For example, the bottle of medicine you have always wanted, I can help in advance. You are worthy."

As soon as he said these words, the expression on Mrs. Matthew's face could no longer be as calm and calm as before.

She stared at the scar-faced wizard with strange eyes, and looked at him for a long time before speaking.

"What does this kid have to do with you and Dumbledore? You want to take care of him so much? Or is he an illegitimate child of yours? The age doesn't match."

"puff!"

The wizard spit out the tea he swallowed before he drank it in his mouth. He wiped his wet chin a little embarrassedly.

"What are you talking about here? Just tell me if you can help!"

Instead of torturing him on purpose, Mrs. Matthew turned her attention back to Sherlock.

"Are you trying to help someone take out the [time crumbs] that melted into his body?"

If Sherlock didn't hear who the scar-faced wizard in front of him was at this time, he could find a piece of tofu and kill him.

Things had obviously turned a corner, and he didn't mean to pretend, he nodded and said.

"Yes, [Shizuo] got into her eyes, so I want to ask you if there is any way to get it out."

"Whether there is any way to do it depends on the specific situation. I will have time in the morning the day after tomorrow. You can bring that person over and I will help her to check the situation. But you have to say it beforehand. I just promise you to check the situation, not all I can solve any problem.”

With a little hope, Sherlock is already content.

"Thank you Mrs Matthew and thank you too, St..."

"Cough cough cough..."

The Scarfaced wizard coughed violently twice to interrupt Sherlock's words, and then waved at him.

"Thank you, thank you, let's go quickly when it's all right, I want to catch up with old friends."

Sherlock laughed. In fact, he didn't even want to reveal the true identity of this timid old man.

"Then when there is a chance in the future, you must come to my house as a guest. I will treat you to roast elbows with two layers of honey."

"Oh hoho, this is a good treat, I will consider it."

After that, Sherlock didn't stay here any longer, and walked towards the door with Bloom again.

This time, he waited until he left the door before Bloom asked.

"Is that wizard some friend of yours?"

Sherlock smiled and shook his head.

"Not a friend, but he is a very good elder of mine. Thank you very much for your help today, Mel, I will not delay your work later, I will call Kingsley when I have time, please come My family had a big meal as a thank you."

Bloom's fat face also showed a happy smile.

"Then I'll look forward to it, Mr. Forrest."