Furong looked at him with some inexplicable expression.

"Are you so good to your students? I thought you only took special care of Harry."

Sherlock rolled his eyes at her question.

"I treat all students equally. As a teacher, we must not only teach them knowledge, but also let them understand the principles of being a human being."

The scene suddenly became quiet at this moment. Furong stared at Sherlock, and Sherlock also looked at her, and the two of them stared at her with big eyes.

After the air solidified for dozens of seconds, Furong said angrily.

"I've come to Hogwarts now. Do you have anything to say?"

Sherlock knew that this kind of thing could not be avoided or escaped, so he stood up from the chair helplessly.

"Miss Dragul, welcome to Hogwarts Castle."

She frowned and said, frowned.

"Do you call friends like this? Or do you plan to pretend not to know me after seeing you for more than a year?"

The robe on the hanger in front of the door flew to Sherlock and then put it on him.

"I call my friends casually. Like Lupin, I always call him by his last name. Snape I prefer to call him Prince. Of course, if you want me to call you Furong, then we can set off now, Miss Furong."

Furong's face showed a slightly satisfied look, and she began to travel around the castle with Sherlock.

But along the way, she did not show much interest in Hogwarts, but was very interested in Sherlock's teaching life in school.

"I heard that the position of Dark Magic Defense Class was cursed by that person. You are the only professor who has been re-elected for three terms and conditions in nearly forty years and has not had any surprises?"

When passing by the girl's bathroom left by Myrtle on the first floor, Sherlock told her the story of the secret room being opened at that time, which also made Furong curious about the fact that he had been a defense professor in Hogwarts for three years and was still safe.

Sherlock shrugged.

"In the past two years, as long as there is no news topic, the Prophet Daily will publish a report on this matter. I heard that among the reporters in the newspaper, they also opened a private bet, betting that I would die in my current position in the year I continued to work as a professor. It seems that no one can suppress me for more than five years."

In fact, thinking about his experience in teaching in the castle over the past two years, Sherlock has always felt that he is really lucky to stand here intact.

Whether it was the Basilisk who had just joined the company or the incident of traveling through time in the second year, he almost died and died several times.

Hogwarts will only be even more uneasy in the next few years, which makes Charlotte not very confident about how long he can sit in this position.

Furong stood up for him.

"How can they do this? They will bet on your life and danger. It is said that many wizards have sued the British Prophet Daily newspaper reporters. They don't know how to understand the privacy of some famous wizards and reported it."

Sherlock also knew a little about this, he recalled.

"They specifically plan to sue the reporter named Rita Skit, but the so-called prosecution is just a thunder and rain. Those wizards themselves cannot handle the troubles. The prosecution of Skit is likely to be just intimidating."

The two chatted like this and took a walk in the castle. During this period, many students saw them. After all, there was no need to attend classes today, and the little wizards were very idle.

However, when Sherlock and Furong were together, they deliberately maintained a social distance, which did not cause any misunderstandings among the Hogwarts students. Most people thought that he was just taking the Boothbarton student to visit the campus.

While passing by the Castle Library, Sherlock was introducing to Furong that this was the largest magic book library in the British magic world. Shilk, who was blindfolded with black ribbons, happened to walk out of the library with two magic books at this time.

Although the two had discussed Federtic in the office together, Shilk obviously had not completely relieved Sherlock.

She seemed to have not seen him, holding two large pieces like bricks, and was about to pass by Sherlock.

Of course Sherlock couldn't pretend to see nothing.

He smiled and reached out his hand, helping to pick up the two books in Shilk's hand, and said with a shameless face.

"It's not enough to borrow books from the library and ask the boys in the senior grade to help you. You're so tired of moving to the office."

Shilk glanced at him with his golden eyes hidden under the ribbon and said coldly.

"I just want to come out for a walk."

"Good idea!" Sherlock praised, "I have always suggested that you go out for a walk, but the air in the Black Lake is fresher. Next time you want to go out, go there. The sunshine these days is also good."

Shilk's voice was still very cold.

"There are few people by the lake, so it's boring to go for a walk by the lake alone."

"Then I'll accompany you next time?" Sherlock said carefully.

But Shilk didn't take his tricks at all, and still walked forward expressionlessly.

"I'll just not bother Professor Forrest. You're too busy and don't have much time."

"What are you busy with? You are not busy at all!"

Looking at the conversation between Sherlock and Shilk, Furong's expression was obviously a bit weird, as if she was a little savory, and she felt that she was an inappropriate light bulb.

It was not until this time that she had the chance to interrupt and asked.

"Hello, Professor Shilk, my name is Furrong Dragur, and I am Sherlock's friend."

Hearing her greeting, Shilk showed no cold expression to her, but just nodded slightly.

"Hello."

Furong looked at her delicate face, and she had been looking at her extremely beautiful face. She didn't dare to think about anything at all at this time, but just asked with a complicated look.

"I heard that Professor Shilk, you are Sherlock's girlfriend?"

"Cough cough...cough cough..."

Hearing her question, Sherlock was choked by his saliva, his face turned red, and he coughed desperately.

And Shilk just glanced at him lightly and replied with a plain face.

"No, we are just ordinary colleagues. Who did you listen to?"

Hearing what she said, Furong's face suddenly became completely different, and then she sold Harry without hesitation.
Chapter completed!