Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

Just as Hermione left for a short while, another student came to Sherlock's office.

The student Hermione knew, his name was Colin Creevey, who was a freshman in Gryffindor this year, and at the same time adored Harry madly. .

"Can I take a picture with you, Professor? I'm going to show my mom and dad when I get home for Christmas, and they've been wondering what this school of witchcraft looks like since I've been in Hogwarts, My younger brother Dennis also wanted to know where I was studying and living, so I took pictures of the castle and took pictures with my teachers and friends, intending to introduce it to them."

Colin pleaded with Sherlock with the camera in his hand.

Sherlock stopped his work, of course he would not refuse such a filial act, and even had a good impression of the boy because of it.

"Okay," he agreed.

Colin was very happy to stand beside him, his shoulders were just flush with Sherlock sitting on the chair, then he pointed the camera lens at himself, and pressed the shutter button with a smile on his face.

"Thank you Professor, I have collected almost all the professors' photos, only Professor Snape is left. I plan to go to him tomorrow, I hope he can agree."

Sherlock felt that his hope was slim, and he really didn't think Snape would agree to take a photo with him.

"Then wish you good luck tomorrow."

"Goodbye professor."

Waiting for Colin to leave at the door, Hermione walked into Sherlock's office with a hesitant look.

Sherlock raised his eyebrows slightly as he looked at Hermione who came in empty-handed.

"What happened to Miss Granger? Where's my book?"

Hermione tried her best to look nervous, but in fact she didn't even need to appear nervous enough.

she stammered.

"Yes, I'm sorry, Professor Forrest, you borrowed me the book I kept in my pocket, but it disappeared when I got to the library. Maybe I lost it on the way."

"lost?"

Sherlock looked at her and repeated the question.

"Yes, yes, Professor, I'm sorry, but I was really careless, and I don't know when..."

Hermione hurriedly explained, but Sherlock interrupted her with a half-smile.

"It doesn't matter, Miss Granger, it's just a slip of paper. I believe that even if someone picks it up, it won't do anything bad with it, right?"

Hermione was so nervous now that even in the December weather, her forehead was starting to sweat faintly.

With her intelligence, she must have heard what Sherlock had guessed, but she continued to bite the bullet.

"There will be no professors who do bad things."

Sherlock didn't continue to embarrass him, he took out a new piece of parchment, wrote a second loan note, and handed it to Hermione.

"This note won't be lost again, will it?"

Hermione assured immediately.

"I swear, I'll put the book in your hands in ten minutes!"

"Go."

After hearing Sherlock's words, Hermione ran out of the office with the borrowing slip, and Harry and Ron were waiting for her at the corner of the corridor and stairs.

"How is it? Has Professor Forrest found it?"

Hermione's face was heavy: "Although the professor didn't say it explicitly, I think he's already found out that we've done something with his loan slip."

"He didn't ask you why?" Ron asked nervously.

"No, he wrote me a new book loan note and asked me to borrow books from the library. You wait for me first, and I'll help the professor borrow the books and then find you."

Hermione ran very fast all the way, came to the library, checked out the book, returned it to Sherlock, and then met Harry Ron again.

"At least the result is good."

Seeing that Hermione was in a bad mood, Harry comforted her.

Hermione shook her head and said reproachfully.

"Professor Forrest is such a good teacher, but I deceived him."

Ron helped her find an excuse.

"We're here for Hogwarts too."

"After investigating Malfoy, we're going to apologize to Professor Forrest." Hermione said firmly, "Whether it's Malfoy or not, we should go and apologize to Professor Forrest."

"We really should apologize to the professor," Harry also said.

Ron looked at them and finally sighed.

"Okay, since you've decided, I'll listen to you."

Hermione turned to look at Harry dissatisfiedly.

"You still doubted Professor Forrest because he blessed Justin. I just heard the professor outside the office door and he wished Colin good luck tomorrow, so let's take a look at the Colin meeting tomorrow. Nothing will happen."

Harry scratched his head in embarrassment, and now he also feels that his suspicions were outrageous at the beginning. In any case, Professor Forrest is not the culprit behind the scenes.

"Cough, cough, when will we borrow the book from the library?" He changed the subject.

"Tomorrow afternoon, we can't take two notes from the professor to Mrs. Pince to borrow books in a short period of time~www.novelmt.com~ She will find out the problem."

The day passed quickly.

The next afternoon, after lunch, the three of them gathered at the entrance of the auditorium, Harry, Ron, and Hermione.

"Now go and borrow the book, and then go to class," said Hermione.

They walked to the library together, and then Harry handed the loan slip to Mrs. Pince, and finally got the "Strong Potion" they needed.

The process in between was very smooth.

Together, they came to an abandoned girls' bathroom on the first floor, where they hid and found the formula of the compound decoction from a book.

The trouble is, in the formula of the potion, there are several materials that they do not have and cannot find.

Ron looked frustrated.

"This is how to do?"

Hermione pursed her lips: "We've come to this point, we can't give up. Snape must have these materials!"

Harry's eyes widened, he understood what Hermione meant.

"Snape is not like Professor Forrest!"

"Then we just give up?" Hermione asked rhetorically.

Harry and Ron looked at each other and finally gritted their teeth.

"Done! The last class today is Potions, and we'll prepare at that time!"

The three reached an agreement. They walked out of the bathroom and were about to go to the classroom when they suddenly found a big movement in the corridor in front.

They gathered curiously and found out that another attack happened!

And the victim who was petrified was Colin Creevey!

All three of Harry were stunned in place as if they had been petrified, with shock and disbelief in their eyes.