Chapter 248： I wish you a happy life!

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Sherlock rushed out of the Room of Requirement like a cannonball being shot into the air!

Then they hit a soft body, and the two fell to the ground together.

Sherlock and Silk, who were lying on the ground, looked at each other, and soon he stood up excitedly.

"Sneak attack!"

Then, with a thought, under the influence of magic, the door of the Room of Requirement was slammed shut.

Silk sat on the ground and looked blankly at Sherlock, who was happier than taking stimulants at the moment, and clearly saw the source of his abnormal state.

Sherlock only had excess positive emotions, but he did not lose his reason. He stretched out his hand towards Shilk with a face full of spring breeze, and said cheerfully.

"It really has a problem. My Patronus Charm has basically no effect on it, but fortunately in the end, it wanted to kill me too much, and I took advantage of the loophole. This time, it is estimated that the entity it is is scattered!"

Silk stroked the silver-gray hair on his forehead, stretched out his hand and held it with Sherlock, and stood up from the ground.

"That can't be its own power, if it were, it would be invincible."

"Of course not." Sherlock said briskly, "It uses an alchemy tool, which is very evil. That power can counteract the Patronus. It is very likely that the group who released it gave it to it."

Shilk didn't let Sherlock's hand go, and grabbed his arm at the same time, restraining his urge to dance on the spot.

There were three or four small silver crows flying around him. Sherlock did not choose to cancel all the remaining Patronus spells, but left one of them standing on the tapestry opposite the House of Requirement. , always watching here.

"I'll take you to Madam Pomfrey first." Silk supported his arm, "You can't continue in this state, it will have a great impact on spellcasting and spirit."

Sherlock raised his other hand high and snapped his fingers.

"You said it very well, so let's go to the infirmary now! If you don't mind, can we dance all the way there?"

"I'm very concerned." Silke calmly grabbed Sherlock and led him towards the infirmary, "and in order to prevent you from being dignified in the castle after today, I won't let you do this. Stupid."

"It's ruthless." Sherlock pretended to be pitiful, but he couldn't pull off the springy smile. "The weather is so nice today! Oh hoo! It's a wonderful day."

Shilk tilted his head and glanced at him. If he didn't know that he was in such an abnormal state, that strange talent would fail, or he would have to gag his mouth when he said anything.

As for why he didn't use the stun spell like last time at the beginning, because Sherlock still maintained the Patronus he placed in front of the door of the Room of Requirement, and the spell would be invalid if he was stunned.

They had just reached the stairs on the eighth floor, and it just so happened that it was time for the students to finish class.

The little wizards who had finished the first lesson of the afternoon came out of the classroom one by one, and the three of them, Harry Ron and Hermione who walked out of the magic spell classroom, happened to meet Sherlock.

Sherlock's state, anyone can see that something is wrong, Harry asked with a look of surprise.

"Professor Forrest, what's the matter?"

Before Shilk could speak, Sherlock laughed.

"Hahaha! Thank you for your concern Harry! But your eyes are really not very good. I am doing well now! I am healthy, in a good mood, and very happy!"

Sensing that he was starting to get sick again, Hilke's eyes hidden under the black ribbon rolled his eyes subconsciously, and then dragged him downstairs without saying a word.

But Sherlock obviously hadn't had enough chat with Harry and the others. His body accommodated Shilk and went downstairs with her, while he turned back and said loudly with a smile.

"I'm very happy Harry, and I wish you a happy life! Happy life! Oh! And you, Hermione and Ron, you will be happy forever!"

After hearing his words, Harry, Ron, and Hermione immediately stood in place as if they had been turned into stone statues.

It was only when Silk and Sherlock walked down the stairs and disappeared that the three of them came back to their senses.

Harry was pale and stunned; Ron was so stunned that his eyes seemed to pop out of their sockets; Hermione was shaking like a dick, looking like she wanted to cry but couldn't.

"No...impossible...the professor's words just now definitely didn't come from the heart! Right!" Harry said in a trembling voice.

Ron swallowed and stammered.

"Yes yes yes...Professor he certainly didn't mean it...certainly not..."

Hermione's face was ashen, she said in an almost desperate voice.

"Don't deceive yourself, Professor Forrest's expression just now, that look, he seems to be saying something different!"

Harry and Ron, who originally wanted to use lies to deceive themselves, suddenly softened like a deflated balloon.

The three of them squatted in the corner of the stairs, attracting the curious eyes of countless students who came and went, Ron asked in a voice that was about to cry.

"Then what do we do next? Are we going to live in pain and despair for the rest of our lives?"

Harry tugged at his hair too, muttering in a soulless voice.

"Are we going to have a last word ready? I still have a lot to say to Sirius."

Of the three, only Hermione quickly became determined!

"We can't just sit still let our future fall into pain and despair! We have to save ourselves!"

"How to save yourself? Go to Professor Dumbledore and tell him that we were cursed by Professor Forrest?" Ron was still desperate.

Hermione said seriously.

"We're going to ask Professor Forrest to say to us sincerely, "Harry, Ron, Hermione, the three of you are finished, and you are destined to live in misery for the rest of your life." "In this way, the curse can be cancelled!"

The expression on Harry's face didn't improve at all, he said in pain.

"But how can we let the professor say such things with all his heart? I have never seen a professor say such heartless words to anyone."

Hermione clenched her fists.

"If there is no way, we must create a way! We must try and give up, nothing will change, and there is still a chance to change!"