"...I caught it last time I took a mission, and the horse man who smuggled and sold banned magical creature eggs has now been released."

Harry heard a rough female voice in a daze, saying something.

"When he was caught by me, he threatened me to make me look good after he came out. Then, I gave him a dancing spell, which made his four legs dance for an hour before he was exhausted and lay on the ground."

Another light voice sounded, and the person who was speaking seemed to be very close to him, just above his head.

"I have never seen a horseman before! I have always heard that the largest horseman tribe in the magic world lives in the Forbidden Forest in Hogwarts. But I have never seen them before. Professor Dumbledore doesn't let us sneak in every year. I used to think that a horseman was a group of horse-headed people, just like this."

Harry frowned, he quickly became cold all over, and the two women in his ears kept talking, making his chaotic mind a little clearer, and then opened his eyes with difficulty.

"Hey! He seems to be awake, Tonks!"

Tonks lowered his head and rested his head on her lap. Harry, who had just woken up, looked at him and showed a smile that he thought was very friendly.

As soon as Harry opened his eyes, what caught his eye was a huge horse face!

It’s not the kind of horse face that describes a long face, but the real, literal horse face!

The horse face also had fashionable bright pink curly hair, his eyes wide and a terrifying smile at him.

Staring at the deformed creature, Harry's face became dull, and his eyes gradually began to become more and more empty. This series of unstoppable stimulation hit his brain, making his mind blank, and a crash occurred again.

Finally, my whole head tilted to the side and fainted again!

"You scared him, Tonks!"

The female Auror Flora, wearing a blindfold, found Harry's condition and couldn't help but shout in surprise.

Only then did Tonks remember that his face was still pinched into a horse's face, and hurriedly restored his entire face to its original appearance. She patted Harry's face and begged.

"Wake up, Harry, if Shabak knows that I've scared you again, he will scold me to death!"

But Harry didn't seem to wake up at all. He subconsciously seemed to have discovered something wrong today. He would rather faint and avoid this day than wake up and face all the bad luck.

Tonks even tried to use the Resurrection Curse on Harry, but this was just a curse of the Coma Curse. Unfortunately, Harry did not faint after being hit by the Coma Curse, and the Resurrection Curse had no effect on him.

"Maybe he needs a little hot cocoa, and usually when scared by dementors, this thing will work very well."

To save his mistake, Tonks began to seek medical treatment in an emergency. He held the cup of hot cocoa and sent it to Harry's mouth. However, he accidentally did not hold the cup firmly, and part of it spilled on Harry's hair!

"Look at the good things you did! Tonks!" Flora screamed.

"I, I, I didn't mean it! Sorry, Harry! Fortunately, it's not very hot! I'll help you clean it up with a cleaning spell!"

......

Sherlock was unaware of what tragic experience Harry was experiencing now.

He and Kingsley are still in the case investigation room, studying the matters of the living dead.

"What the dementor says may be a clue," Sharock said, "You said just now that the dementor leader said they could feel that something terrifying landed on the Isle of Great Britain?"

Kingsley nodded: "This is what it said."

"Things that can make the dementors feel terrifying..." Sherlock shook his head, "This is really hard to think of, let alone that it is not a magical creature from the UK. Even now, there are many unknown dark creatures in the magic world. Conservatively, the magical creatures we have discovered now only account for about 80% of all kinds. Dark creatures are also similar, that is, at least 20% are unknown to us."

Kingsley was silent for a moment, and after a long time he sighed.

"The most important thing is that we cannot know the movement rules of this creature at all. It seems to be cold when it eats its soul. Whether it is a muggle or a wizard, it is the object of its mouth. We don't know whether anyone will be killed next, who is, where it is."

Sherlock was speechless. This was indeed the most difficult thing to deal with. Not only did they not know what species the other party was, they couldn't even understand the rules of the other party's crime.

Just as the scene was silent, the door of the case investigation room was suddenly opened from outside.

A tough Auror with long tea-brown hair and thick eyebrows, who looked as sharp as an old lion, walked in.

"Mr. Sclinger." Kingsley immediately bowed his head and called out with respect when he saw the visitor.

The person who came was the director of the Auror Command Office of the Ministry of Magic and the head of all the Aurors of the British Ministry of Magic - Rufus Sclinger.

No matter how he muttered about this old Auror behind his back, Kingsley still had to give him enough respect in front of him, after all, this was his immediate boss.

Sclinger nodded, and he turned his gaze to Sherlock.

"Forrest is here too."

"He is very in-depth in the research on black magic creatures, so I asked him to help me see what the situation is."

"Yes, I always knew his talent in this area, so I rejected his application to participate in combat missions several times, but I didn't expect that he quit just over a year later."

Sclinger and Sherlock looked at each other, and Sherlock shrugged.

"Sorry, Director, it's my ideal to be a professor at Hogwarts. Working in the Ministry of Magic is just life."

"Although I don't like to listen, this is obviously your truth." Sclinger pushed the door open and invited three wizards to come in.

"You don't have to investigate Shakel anymore in this case, and a customer will come to take over it."

Sherlock and Kingsley looked at the three wizards who followed Sclinger behind him.

They were two male witches and one witch.

The witches all had a coffin face and wore black robes that were different from those of the British Ministry of Magic. They looked serious and were two very rigid people.

And the witch Sherlock actually knew her.

She was also wearing a black robe and a wide hood on her head, covering her upper half of her face, with only a little long silver-gray hair exposed from her hat.

It was at the end of the Hogwarts semester that Dumbledore asked Sherlock to help take the graves to the Forbidden Forest, the strange German witch, Shilk.

Kingsley looked at the three wizards entering the door with a look of surprise: "What are these?"

Sclinger introduced him.

"These two are Aurors of the German Ministry of Magic, Andre Henry and Etrich Haas, and this lady is the silent man of the Department of Mystery of the German Ministry of Magic, Vera Hilk."

The two Aurors in front made Kingsley feel no feeling, but after learning about the identity of Ms. Hilk, Kingsley's eyes subconsciously became serious.

Silent man.

This is the most mysterious profession in any country.

In the Mysterious Affairs Division of the British Ministry of Magic, there are unknown number of silent people who are responsible for studying the most difficult things in the magic world, and no one knows what kind of people they are.

This is even the first silent man Kingsley has ever met in the Ministry of Magic for so many years, and he is not from his own country.

Sclinger glanced at the six living dead people lying on the bed and continued.

"What happened in the UK this time was actually the murderer who escaped from Germany. These three people came for this matter, so the matter is no longer under our control. Let's concentrate on the case of Black."

Kingsley stared at the two German Aurors and looked at him. He was not a person who liked to be stubborn. Since someone was already responsible for this matter and he didn't need to interfere, he would not ask more questions.

"Does I still need to do the handover procedures?"

"They know more about the murderer than you think, so there is nothing needed, so let's leave it to them."

Kingsley nodded and prepared to leave here with Sherlock.

When she walked to Shilk, Sherlock greeted her gently.

"Meet again, ma'am."

Shilk responded as if he nodded slightly.

Kingsley asked in surprise after he came out of the case investigation room with Sherlock.

"You know that German silent man?"

Sherlock spread his hands.

"I just met at Hogwarts. She seemed to have some family buried in the forbidden forest. Dumbledore asked me to lead her."

Kingsley sighed lightly and nodded.

"We don't have to worry about this anymore. I always feel that the matter is not very simple."

"Even if it's troublesome, it's nothing to do with us." Sherlock put one hand on his shoulder and walked towards the Auror Command together, "You'll have to treat you tonight, take Harry and me to have a meal."

Kingsley smiled and said, "I should thank you very much."

"It's not thanking me, but to compensate Harry for his birthday."

“These two things do not conflict.”

They left the case investigation room later, and Shilk stood silently without moving. Two other German Auror Henry and Haas had stepped forward to check the status of all the victims.

"It is certainly it. The first five cases are all Muggles. A recent victim has become a wizard, which means that its power is getting stronger and its appetite is getting bigger and bigger." Haas analyzed coldly.

Henry also said seriously: "It's moving too fast, and we can't figure out why it didn't escape to that island, but came to England."

At this time, Shilk finally spoke the first sentence, her voice was cold and ethereal.
Chapter completed!