Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

With Draco, Sherlock used Apparition and came to a hidden alley.

This is obviously a Muggle city. Looking through the alley to the street, you can see many Muggles walking along the street.

"What are we doing here?"

Draco asked sternly.

Of course, he wouldn't think that Sherlock brought him here to investigate something related to the Death Eaters. It is well known who Lucius is.

Although he has never officially appeared in the conflict between the Death Eaters and the Aurors, no one can't think of the filth between him and Voldemort.

As the son of Lucius, Draco has been well-known since he was a child. Even if Sherlock has no brains, he will not be involved with him on anything related to the action against the Death Eaters.

"Just come with me. Take it easy. Taking you out is not going to the execution ground. You can treat this time as an ordinary outing."

As Sherlock spoke, he walked down the street with Draco.

This is a small city in England with a small permanent population, but the infrastructure in the city is also very sound.

Draco walked in a completely Muggle city like this for the first time. He was full of instinctive disgust for everything around him, but also a little curious, especially when he saw some shop windows on both sides of the street, Those bright billboards.

In the past, even when he went to the streets of Diagon Alley in London to buy school items, Lucius took him with him, either using Floo powder or using Apparition to go directly to the place, they have never been good on the streets of London. visited.

Because Lucius was dismissive of Muggle things, Draco was deeply swayed by them, and he was also very repulsive of these things.

But he is only 16 years old this year. In normal society, when he is just starting high school, he is curious about everything around him.

Sherlock didn't care about Draco's current mood, and just led the way in front of him, observing the surrounding shops, and then quickly selected a target.

This is a men's clothing store with warm yellow lights.

Before entering the door, Draco showed subconscious resistance.

"Who are you buying clothes for, and the other is a Muggle? We're going to visit a Muggle next?"

"No, you think too much. I want you to change your clothes." Sherlock said casually.

The expression on Draco's face became even more disgusting and disgusting.

"Me? I would never be able to wear Muggle clothes! It's an insult to pure blood!"

The robe on Draco's body on the road has attracted the attention of many passers-by, but he is not very old, and it seems that it is the time of rebellion, so most people who pay attention to him think that this is some kind of rebellion. The children of the period are showing their individuality and doing sorcerer cos. Although they have caused some attention, they have not caused much sensation.

Sherlock looked at him calmly.

"Don't forget the things we agreed on before coming here. I will not do anything to hurt you, and I will also ensure your safety, but only if you listen to my arrangements on some things. Or, you actually like it. Just being stared at like a monkey by others?"

Draco and Sherlock looked at each other for less than two seconds before subconsciously deflected.

According to his family education since he was a child, Lucius has always instilled in him Voldemort's powerful and invincible ideas.

In addition, although Lucius is a scumbag, he actually has the most basic respect for Voldemort both in public and in private, which also makes Draco have a feeling of awe for Voldemort since he was a child.

And last semester, after Sherlock stabbed Voldemort in front of a group of Aurors and Death Eaters, his awe subconsciously transferred to Sherlock.

It's just that he didn't notice this kind of awe himself at ordinary times, and only when he was with Sherlock would he feel that kind of feeling.

Draco gritted his teeth, but in the end he didn't make any unnecessary resistance, and followed Sherlock into the men's clothing store.

The owner is a middle-aged woman with outstanding charm. She warmly entertained Sherlock and the others. After realizing that it was Draco who needed to choose clothes, she immediately recommended a few pieces.

Sherlock didn't choose, just let the proprietress look at the choice, as long as you don't come up with that kind of non-mainstream, it's a normal person's type.

So soon Draco changed into a new suit and walked out of the changing room.

It has to be said that the genes of the Malfoy family are still very good. Although Draco's face is still very stubborn and stinky, walking on the street with this dress can still attract a lot of eyes of the opposite sex.

Maybe he will poke the **** of some people with such a tugging look, and it is not impossible to ask for a phone number on the spot.

Draco himself was a little twisted. Of course, this suit fits well, but he is still very resistant to Muggle things, and feels that wearing it on his body is soiling himself.

Sherlock didn't care about his emotions at all. After seeing him walking on the street, at least he wouldn't be regarded as non-mainstream. First, he bought some fruit at the nearby fruit shop, and then stopped a taxi from the street. Draco, who was reluctant, was pushed in.

"Why do we have to take a Muggle car? Can't we just go there?"

Even if he was sitting in the car, Draco had no scruples with the driver in front. In his eyes, he didn't think of Muggles as someone who could understand them.

His bizarre remarks naturally attracted strange eyes from the taxi driver, but Sherlock didn't pay any attention to the problem child at all.

Most of the taxi drivers in any area are very talkative. Sherlock chatted with him all the way, football, politics, education and any topic. The magic school professor of the most powerful dark wizard does not have the air of a powerful wizard, but is like an ordinary Muggle.

This scene made Draco feel a little weird.

Even if Sherlock didn't have pure-blooded pride, in his eyes, powerful people should have their own arrogance, and how could it be possible for someone who was doing a low-level job like a "coach driver" in the already lowly Muggle world. There will be common themes.

But the two of them seemed very happy chatting along the way.

Even after reaching the goal, when Sherlock was paying for the car, the Muggle driver generously wiped off a fraction.

In Draco's view, this was just a humiliation, just a bit of Muggle currency, and they really thought they would be reluctant to do it.

But Sherlock actually expressed his gratitude with a happy face, showing a little bit of anger.

Draco has spoken badly about Sherlock behind his back many times before, but only today can he really get in touch with him.

He didn't feel the slightest bit of pretence on the defense professor. Even in the wizarding world, Hogwarts professors are respected wherever they go.

But here in Muggles, he can mingle with just about anyone.

Draco looked at Sherlock strangely, but Sherlock didn't care about his mood at all. After getting off the car, he took him straight to a large yard.

This is already the outskirts of the city, and the surrounding area is sparsely populated. Only the yard in front of them is the largest.

There are some old facilities such as slides and trampolines in the yard. The snow that just fell a few days ago covered the top of these facilities. The old buildings were covered with dry branches and looked lonely. .

The yard was surrounded by a circle of wooden fences, and there was no house number or anything on it.

Sherlock asked Draco to carry the fruit and walked with him to the gate.

Draco thought that Sherlock might be visiting someone this time. It was most likely a powerful wizard who lived in seclusion in a Muggle city. He just wanted to have a role like a doorman.

The yard is very dilapidated, and there is no such thing as a doorbell. The only way to recruit people is to smash the rusted iron door.

Soon someone in the house noticed the movement, and an old woman with a blue turban came out of the house.

She saw Sherlock and Draco, frowning slightly.

"What's the matter with you?"

Draco raised his head and glanced at Sherlock with some doubts. Seeing what the other party meant, Sherlock didn't seem to have greeted the owner here in advance.

And just when the old woman came out, Sherlock silently opened his domain of control, and directly used control magic to cast a Confusion Charm on her.

"Hmm, Mrs. Chris, have you forgotten me? I called a few days ago, and today I will be volunteering with my nephew."

Only then did Mrs. Chris show a stunned expression. She walked to the door and helped Sherlock and the others to open the iron door.

"Sorry, this gentleman, I seem to remember such a thing, but I forgot your name."

"It's okay ma'am, my name is Sherlock Forrest, and this is my nephew Draco Malfoy." Sherlock introduced enthusiastically, and it seemed that he and Mrs Chris did know each other. look.

A suspicious look appeared on Draco's face, but he didn't think much about it, after all, Sherlock didn't use his wand when he used magic just now.

According to what Master Malfoy has learned, staffless and silent spellcasting is an extremely high-end spellcasting technique. Even if Sherlock's strength is already at the top level in the magic world, it is unlikely to use such a technique to use Confusion Charm. This kind of spell is already on the medium to high difficulty level.

What Draco is most concerned about now is Sherlock's introduction to their relationship just now.

"Nephew? I just..."

Just when he was about to deny this trumped-up relationship, Sherlock grabbed his arm, stopped him from continuing to speak, and followed Mrs. Chris into the yard.

"I told you on the phone that my nephew was really spoiled at home, and he was in a period of rebellion, and his education was not good, so his parents made a special trip to ask me to bring him this weekend. He came to experience life together."

While leading the way, Mrs Chris turned to look at Draco who was following Sherlock.

That sulky face really resembled those idiots on the street, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.

"Mr. Forrest, I don't know how I stressed it to you on the phone, but I still have to say it to you here, you come to use volunteer work as a means of education, of course I welcome it, but I don't want to see you doing anything rude to your children."

Draco's face was gloomy. Of course, he could hear that Mrs. Chris was talking about him. Of course, he couldn't stand a Muggle speaking to him in such a tone, with Malfoy pure-blood pride.

But before he could move, Sherlock grabbed his arm a little harder, and Draco looked at him.

Sherlock didn't speak, even with a smile on his face, he just looked at him like this, but Draco couldn't bear it, he avoided Sherlock's eyes and lowered his head.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Chris, although this child is used to being lawless, I can still manage him. If something unpleasant happens, I promise to take him away without you opening his mouth."

With Sherlock's assurance, Mrs. Chris seemed quite at ease. After all, some people can easily gain the trust of others when they first come into contact with them.

They walked into this old two-story house together, and went all the way to the innermost, in front of a room that looked like a classroom.

"It's time for the children to do handicrafts together, so please help take care of them. There are still a few older children helping out. I'm going to prepare lunch first."

Sherlock nodded to Mrs. Chris.

"Don't worry, leave it to us. I have experience as a volunteer before."

After hearing his promise, Mrs. Chris left.

Until this time, Draco had no time to ask the question he had always wanted to ask.

"What on earth is this place? What are we doing here?"

Sherlock didn't push the door open in a hurry, instead he looked at Draco with a smile.

"Haven't you discovered it yet? This is a Muggle orphanage. The Mrs. Chris just now is the only person in charge of the orphanage, and we are here as volunteers."

"Volunteer!" Draco raised his voice subconsciously, his anger had temporarily suppressed his awe for Sherlock.

"Yes, volunteers, or you don't even understand what the word means? It's very simple, it's free, voluntary employees who come to work unpaid."

"It's not that I don't understand! It's that you brought me out today just to volunteer for a group of Muggle kids! Professor Forrest, you can insult me ​​in any way, but it shouldn't be like this! "

Sherlock narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Draco, who was obviously agitated.

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