Chapter 6: Professor McGonagalls Visit

Chapter 6: Professor McGonagalls Visit

The time was 7 PM.

Sherlock looked at his unhappy face in the mirror and nodded in satisfaction.

In the study room, the painting on the wall began to curse again. He did not stay in the study room but took his wand and a book, closed the study room door, and sat on the sofa in the living room.

The original Sherlock was an emotionally closed person, and even in front of his most admired Dumbledore, he never showed his true feelings.

Sherlock boldly guessed that the study room was his secret, and he would not let any outsiders enter it, even the vice-principal of Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall. Therefore, Sherlock chose the living room as the meeting place.

7:20 PM.

There were no footsteps outside the door, but there was a sudden knock on the door.

She has arrived.

Sherlock took a deep breath, suppressed the tension in his heart, put the book in his hand that he couldn’t understand for a long time, and put it back on the coffee table. He got up and walked to the door, opening it for the guest outside.

An old lady standing outside was tall. She was wearing square glasses, had black hair curly in a bun, and a dark green robe with a Scottish plaid shirt underneath. She wears a very conspicuous pointed hat on her head, her face is full of wrinkles, and her expression is a little bit stern.

“Good evening, Sherlock.” Professor McGonagall seemed to be close with Sherlock and directly called out his first name instead of his last name.

Sherlock had a dull expression on his face, frowned, turned sideways to let Professor McGonagall come in, and replied, “Good evening, Professor.”

Walking into the living room, Professor McGonagall didn’t notice that Sherlock was different from the Sherlock she knew before and didn’t notice the slightest differences.

“You really should go out once in a while instead of just being at home all day. Maybe visit your father more. After all, he is your only relative.” Professor McGonagall sighed and sat down on the sofa in the living room.

“You don’t need to come to me personally for this matter. You can just tell me in the letter and inform me of the time of the Order’s meeting.”

Seeing him look like a child who hasn’t grown up yet, Professor McGonagall sighed, shook her head, looked at Sherlock seriously, and said, “There’s something very sensitive that I shouldn’t have told you.”

“It’s about your safety, so I have to remind you that joining the Order is not as easy as joining a Hogwarts club.”

“Especially when there was another accident this year, becoming a member of the Order means that you will be in danger in the future because of this status, and you may even die for it.”

Hearing her words, Sherlock thought about it.

This year is the time when Harry Potter just finished his first year, which means that the most familiar plot of the Sorcerer’s Stone has ended. At this time, Voldemort’s existence has been known to Harry Potter and Dumbledore, so the danger that Professor McGonagall said is likely to refer to this.

After all, the reason why the Order of the Phoenix was created was to fight against Voldemort’s Death Eaters.

It is indeed a dangerous thing, but at this time, it is naturally impossible for him to go back and say in front of Professor McGonagall that he does not want to join the Order. According to the original Sherlock’s stubborn character, he was eager to serve his idol, in this case Dumbledore.

So Sherlock is acting like it was nothing.

“Of course, I’ve already prepared for this. You don’t need to tell me about it to me again, Professor McGonagall. If I didn’t know about this, I wouldn’t have applied to Professor Dumbledore in the first place. Is there anything else you wanted to say?”

In the face of his attitude, Professor McGonagall has long been used to it. If people are not close to Sherlock, they will think that Sherlock is annoying. But it is clear why Professor McGonagall was not disturbed by his behavior.

Even though Sherlock had clearly expressed his intention to her, Professor McGonagall showed a smile on her face and took out a piece of parchment from her pocket.

“I would like to congratulate you, Sherlock. Dumbledore has also approved your application for the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts position this year. This is your letter for your appointment. From this semester onwards, we will work together.”

Sherlock was glad that his acting skills didn’t show any flaws and suddenly froze when he heard what she said.