"It's a difficult question to explain, although I've fought against Voldemort, but I still don't know what the deepest strength of the other party is." Sherlock continued, "It's still the same sentence just now, only after the other party has the determination to die, it will be a battle that can really see the strength of both sides." ”

Sherlock looked at the girl just now, "As for who is the most powerful Grindelwald or Voldemort, I don't know, because I haven't fought against Grindelwald, but I know that Grindelwald must be on the same level as Professor Dumbledore, and the person Voldemort feared the most before was Dumbledore." ”

"It doesn't mean that Voldemort's strength is worse than Dumbledore's, it's just that Voldemort hasn't found a way to defeat Dumbledore completely and directly, and some intrigues are often more useful than strength at this time."

"But Grindelwald lost to Dumbledore."

Another Hufflepuff student came up with the idea.

"I haven't seen that duel, not even the footage that remains, the excitement of that duel is completely the word of mouth of wizards, Dumbledore's brilliance is easily magnified, and the written record is nothing more than Dumbledore won, all they need is this, it was Dumbledore who single-handedly ended the era of fear brought by Grindelwald."

Sherlock looked at Professor Horace, "Perhaps you could ask Professor Horace, who was already working at Hogwarts at the same time as Professor Dumbledore when he was younger. ”

Seeing that all the students' eyes were looking at him, Horace said flatly, "Well, to say that Grindelwald's horror at that time was no worse than the current mystery people, they are all cruel, but the theory is a little different, the reason why the mystery man is called the most evil and dangerous dark wizard is nothing more than that he hates non-pure-blood wizards, and even likes to kill them." ”

"Grindelwald is different in that he hates the current wizarding rules, and he is even more against Muggles outside." Horace continued.

"But Grindelwald killed wizards no less than the mystery man, which also caused Grindelwald to suffer a lot of sins when he was imprisoned in Newmontgard, the guards in that prison were not dementors but wizards, and most of the caretakers were killed by Grindelwald."

Harry shuddered, "It's a miracle that Grindelwald survived to be rescued by a mysterious man, and the guards were able to resist killing him." ”

Horace looked at her with wide loose eyelids, "Harry, you have to understand one thing, the deepest hatred often does not want to kill a person, the greatest hatred often wants to torture a person, and watching the other person live is better than death is the best way to soothe hatred." ”

Harry swallowed, he hated Voldemort too, because it was his enemy who killed his parents, and if there was a way, Harry would have wanted the other party to die, but Harry, who tortured the mysterious man, had never thought of it that way.

Isn't the hatred for Voldemort not deep enough to that extent?

"Let's talk about something else, like Miss Granger, what were your parents' Muggle occupations?" Horace changed the subject.

"Oh...... Yes, they are all dentists. Hermione said, and the wizards present looked puzzled.

"Dentist?"

"Yes, professor, you can see that they have been treating teeth all their lives, they have a unique set of tools, the metal is cold, if it is a broken tooth, it will be extracted, and if the wound is too large, there will be surgical threads to close the wound...... And it is said that the thread was extracted from the intestinal tissue of some kind of creature. ”

"Oh my God!"

The wizards looked at each other, and they had to say that in their minds, the profession of Hermione's parents was really terrible, terrible to the point of making people's hearts furious.

"Mr. Sherlock, I also saw a tooth from my parents, and I had one removed." Hermione added.

"I used some anti-magic spells myself, so the tooth change potion had little effect on my body, so I went to Hermione's parents' house and physically pulled out the tooth."

Sherlock then explained.

"Unplugged? I usually eat cold things, and my teeth hurt very much, so I really don't know if it is a tooth extraction. Professor Horace touched his cheek and looked at Sherlock bitterly.

"It must be an unforgettable memory."

"Of course, the pain was so intense that I could hear my long howl a few blocks away." Sherlock's face was also a little ugly, as if he remembered the painful experience at that time.

At this time, all the wizards present cast admiring glances at Hermione, after learning that Hermione's parents were dentists, but this admiring gaze was mixed with some fear.

Hermione held her forehead helplessly, she knew that this group of little wizards must have been thinking too much.

Harry wanted to explain to Hermione, but before he could say anything, the other wizards quickly diverted the subject.

The Slug Club returned to Hogwarts after Professor Horace's return, and tonight's meeting was the first since the Slug Club returned.

The gathering was a success in Horace's eyes.

"I know you're the founder of the Sherlock Club, and I'm the founder of the Slug Club, so maybe we can have two clubs having a party at the same time." Horace pulled Sherlock quite excitedly as he saw them off, which seemed to him to be a good and good offer.

"You can consider it if you have time." Sherlock nodded.

Sherlock then walked outside with the others.

"Aphrodisirators are in vogue right now, and George and Fred got some of them, and they're selling them among students." On the way back, the girls were chatting quietly.

When Sherlock overhears the word aphrodisiac and has to do with a private deal with George Fred, it gives Sherlock the feeling that someone else is worried about.

"Does aphrodisia work for everyone?" Ginny said to a Ravenclaw girl.

"It is said that as long as you use a little, you can make the opposite sex fascinated by you." The Ravenclaw girl looked at Ginny very strangely, "You can go and ask George and Fred for some, aren't you their sister?" ”

Soon the girls started to join the conversation, and even Hermione and Asin Sha joined in the fun.

This causes Sherlock to speed up his walk, but as he approaches the Room of Requirement, he encounters Mia, who appears to have just come out of the House of Requirement.

As long as the students have mastered the way to enter the Room of Requirement, then this large room with the private collections of previous students will not refuse anyone, and the reason why Mia is here seems to have guessed Sherlock when he saw the other party.

"Let's go, let's ...... together I was just about to go back to the Slytherin lounge. He said to Mia.

By the time the girl behind her reacted to the topic of aphrodisiac, Sherlock had already walked a long way out, and the stairs further forward were the direction to Slytherin House, except for the people of Slytherin House, who would not go there.

"Mr. Sherlock seems a little unusual today?" Dandeni said vaguely, as if Sherlock was a little eager to leave the place as soon as possible.

"A group of girls are discussing aphrodisiacs here, it's like an innocent rabbit falling into a she-wolf's lair, and this wolf pack is still a matriarchal society, all of them are baring their fangs, so what do you look like?" Lubo explained to Dandney.

At the same time, he whispered to Dandney, "Didn't you notice, since when Fimia was discussing the aphrodisiac with them just now, the excitement has not completely disappeared until now, I feel that although George and Fred have business opportunities, it is not a good thing to be remembered by so many people about the aphrodisiac in their hands, if the professors know about it...... Enough for those two boys. ”

Dandeni looked at Femia, who was secretly a nymphomaniac, and couldn't help but shake his head, "With what I know about her, and what I know about Mr. Sherlock, something like an aphrodisiac will not work, it's like feeding snake venom to Voldemort and Grindelwald, it's completely looking for abuse!" ”

"Aphrodisiac is not poison, it is nothing more than a tool for joke in my eyes, could Mr. Sherlock be so resistant? It's often just some gadgets like jokes that are easy to overwhelm. Lubo looked like someone had come over.

Kirk coughed lightly, "Do you want to gamble seriously, girls get the aphrodisiac, I'm afraid the first person they want to start with is Mr. Sherlock, let's bet on whether Mr. Sherlock can parry, what do you think?" ”

Dandeni was a little unconvinced, "How do you know it must be Mr. Sherlock?" To be honest, I don't think there are many girls who can think of themselves as worthy of Mr. Sherlock, and the use of aphrodisiac drugs is a group of little women. ”

Lupo cleared his throat and said to Femia, "How do you think of a way to give Mr. Sherlock an aphrodisiac?" ”

Femia had been thinking about it from just now, and now she shook her head and said directly, "The best way I can think of now is to borrow a book from Sherlock to read, and then secretly sprinkle the aphrodisiac on his book, so that if you return it, Sherlock will be easily hit." ”

Lupo gave Dandeni a winning scissorhands, much to Dandeni's frustration.

And Fimia still doesn't seem to be aware of the fact that the little thoughts in her heart have been spoken by herself.

Sherlock and Miya return to the Slytherin common room early, and in a deserted corner, Sherlock tears out a piece of paper from one of his enchanted journals and hands it to Mia.

"I'll tell you how to do it on this, and the rest is up to you." Sherlock turned and left the common room, heading back to his dorm room.

And just when Lu Bo and the others staggered, they noticed the unique eyes of the three boys, which made Sherlock's heart furious.

Mia put away the piece of paper, quietly tucked it into her robe, and hid it in the sleeve of her pajamas when she went back to the dorm to undress and go to bed.

It wasn't until everyone else in the dormitory had fallen asleep that Mia put a quilt over her head and used her wand to glow and look at the stretched sheet of paper, on which ink slowly appeared, as if someone had written something on the other side of the paper.

Soon, a clear line appeared in Miya's eyes.

"It's a spell I developed a long time ago, and it's as good as ever! Being able to repair something damaged is not the same as restoring it to a new one, repairing it as it was when it was useless to restore it to its original function. ”

Then the usage and spell of this spell appeared below, which made Mia secretly relieved, as long as she knew how to do it, then Mia was confident that she would complete the task given to her by the mysterious man, and of course this was one of the tasks that Sherlock gave her to complete.

Mia looked at the spell on the paper carefully, and then promised to write it down in her heart, and the paper quickly burned out in Femia's eyes, but there was not even a trace of temperature and smoke.

It was as if the paper had been burned in another dimension, and what Mia saw was nothing more than a shadow.

That night, in Dumbledore's Headmaster's office, the old man was meticulously sorting through the memories he had collected, which were useful in small bottles, filling an entire cabinet.

And each of these memories is related to the mysterious man, which is the memory that Dumbledore has been trying his best to collect after he became an enemy of Voldemort, but these memories are not guaranteed to be 100% accurate, at least the most important one is very easy to be problematic in Dumbledore's eyes, and this memory was manipulated by his owner.

At this time, there was a loud cry outside the tower, it was the call of an owl, and this call echoed in Dumbledore's ears, in fact, the sound had long since dispersed, it was a memory in Dumbledore's mind.

Thirty-five times in his life, he had heard the owl call, and each time it had been an excited anticipation, but now Dumbledore was a little tired of the owl's call.

Because Dumbledore knew that an owl couldn't live that long.

"Sure enough, it's you!"

Dumbledore opened the window, and a dark figure swooped down from the sky, finally standing firmly on the windowsill.

The owl had been changed to a monster in Dumbledore's eyes, one of its legs had been broken and replaced with a metal stand, and there was a large hole in its chest that exposed the spinning gears and parts inside.

The owl had long since died, and had been dug up by its owner and resurrected with black magic, only to be made into a monster.

Dumbledore took the letter from the other's claws, and then opened it to see that there were four words on it.

"Did you miss me?"