Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

Using a professional analogy from the scientific side, this ball can be called the "service terminal" of magic. In a more magical way, it is the "source" of all wizards' ability to release magic.

Sherlock stared at the ball, dazed.

He can be sure that this source does not have any thinking, this is completely a dead thing.

It seems that the program has been set before, it will only operate according to the established rules, and it will not have any ideas of its own, or be at the mercy of anyone.

From the moment he came to this place, Sherlock had a very familiar feeling with this ball, as if he had had some intimate contact with this thing, but in his memory, he was certain Seeing it for the first time.

Just when Sherlock fell into deep thought, the ball of light that had been spinning quietly, suddenly flashed a white light, and a picture of unknown time flashed in Sherlock's mind.

The location of the picture is still here, colorful light fills every space, and a transparent figure suddenly burst in.

Sherlock was completely stunned when he looked at the ghostly figure.

That person is himself!

It's just that it's not Sherlock in this body now, but the previous life before he crossed into this world!

It's not so much that Sherlock broke in by himself, it's more like he didn't know what force was pulling him in, because he was in the form of a soul and showed an unconscious state, and it didn't seem like he could rely on himself. Coming to such a place, it can be said that it is the palace of wizards.

And after Sherlock's soul was unconsciously pulled into this space, the light ball obviously went down for a while.

It seems that it has encountered a problem that is difficult to solve, that it cannot handle at all, causing its program to be stuck with a bug.

The light in the entire space was dimmed, but this situation was only for a brief moment. The ball of light seemed to have found a way to fix the bug. The colorful light continued to shine, and Sherlock's floating soul It was also thrown out of this space again.

But although it only stayed here for a few seconds, Sherlock's soul was still contaminated with some unique characteristics of "Origin". Finish.

After reading this past video, Sherlock's feeling of staring at the ball of light was different immediately.

He now has great reason to suspect that the reason why he will travel to this world is because of the "server terminal" in the magic world.

It is very likely that there was a bug when it was running, and it brought the soul of its own drowning and dead in the previous life into this space, and then in order to solve this bug, it was thrown on another wizard who just died in the magic world, so there is This thing he passed through.

After thinking about the cause and effect, Sherlock's eyes were a little complicated.

If it weren't for the problem with the ball of light, he wouldn't have to go through the dangers and all the encounters in this world at all.

But in fact, thinking about it again, what he has experienced since he came here, he has gained far more than he has to pay.

If Sherlock was given a chance to choose, he would definitely not hesitate, and he would still choose to come to this world.

The people and things he encounters in this world are more precious than anything else, especially Silk.

After sighing for a while, Sherlock also conducted a complete examination of his body doubtfully.

At this time, he was in a better state than ever before, and he didn't find any problems.

This can't help but make him a little curious about whether the "source" contaminated by this ball of light had any adverse effect on him after he came to this dimension.

Just when he was puzzled by this, a colorful light floated out of his body at some point.

The light seemed to circle around the ball of light very excitedly, and then it merged into the surrounding space and disappeared.

This is obviously the "origin" that the soul of his previous life took away when he came to this space for the first time.

And now that his soul is perfect, and after he is qualified to come to this space again, this ball of light pulls him in again, in order to take back this thing that should not belong to the magic world.

But even now, Sherlock still doesn't know what effect this "source" that has followed him for four years has brought him.

Just when he was thinking, the ball of light had repaired all the bugs. At this time, he didn't want to keep Sherlock to invite him for a cup of tea, and kicked him out of this space.

Sherlock only felt that the scene in front of him changed, and the next moment, he returned to Harry's spiritual world.

His somatosensory experience seemed to have passed for at least an hour, but to the outside world, it was only a few seconds.

Harry was still looking at him nervously, and there was no Voldemort around.

Just now, Harry watched with his own eyes the dark devil who was feared by countless people, melted like butter on a hot pan under Sherlock's hands, and completely disappeared.

"Professor, Voldemort... is he dead?"

Harry watched Sherlock open his eyes before stammering.

Sherlock slowly came to his senses at this time. He first briefly became familiar with his body, which had undergone earth-shaking changes, and then answered Harry's question.

"The one just now is just a remnant that has been hidden in your body for more than ten years~www.readwn.com~Harry. The real Voldemort is still trying to plot your body and completely replace you."

Harry was obviously more nervous, but Sherlock's next words made him relax a lot.

"However, I think I've found him..."

Sherlock narrowed his eyes, and after he said this in a soft voice, he disappeared from Harry's eyes.

Outside Harry's body, in Gryffindor's bedroom.

Sherlock, who had been standing still with his eyes closed and motionless, suddenly opened his eyes, his hands clenched tightly into fists as if they were grabbing something.

Seeing that he finally had a reaction, Snape and Professor McGonagall, who were waiting anxiously, suddenly became energetic, and even Dumbledore showed a focused look on his face.

"How's it going?"

Snape asked impatiently with an anxiety that he had never shown before.

Sherlock didn't answer his question, but stretched out his fisted hand and slowly released his five fingers in front of them.

In his palm, there is a thick black fog that is constantly trying to break through a transparent barrier and escape from here.

"Come and say hello to everyone with who you are now, Voldemort."

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