It's exactly 7 pm.

Sherlock looked at the face full of unhappiness in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction.

In the study room, the painting on the wall began to yell again.

Instead of staying in the study, he took a magic book and locked the door of the study to death with his magic wand, and sat on the sofa in the living room.

The original owner was an emotionally closed person, and even in the face of Dumbledore, whom he admired the most, he had never revealed his true feelings.

So Sherlock boldly speculated that the study room was his secret stronghold and he would not let any outsiders enter, even Professor McGonagall, the vice president of Hogwarts.

Therefore, the place where sherlock meets is chosen in the living room.

7:20.

There was no sound of footsteps outside the door, but a slight knock on the door suddenly rang out.

People are coming.

Sherlock took a deep breath, suppressed the tension in his heart, and put the magic book in his hand that he had read for a long time but could not see the reason back on the coffee table. He got up and walked to the living room door, opening the door for visitors outside the door.

The old lady standing outside was very tall, wearing square glasses, black hair curled in a high bun, wearing a dark green robe, and the shirt inside was Scottish plaid.

She wore a very eye-catching steep hat on her head, her face was full of wrinkles left by time, and her expression was serious. She could make people feel her majesty at first glance.

"Good evening, Sherlock."

Professor McGonagall didn't seem to have a very distant relationship with Sherlock, and he called out his first name instead of his last name.

Sherlock's expression on his face was dull, his brows frowned, and he opened his body to let Professor McGonagall come in, and replied in a faint tone.

"Good evening, professor."

After walking into the living room, Professor McGonagall did not notice that Sherlock is now different from the Sherlock she had known before, and she did not notice any abnormality.

"You really should go out for a walk, instead of staying at home all day, or going to your father's place to take a look, after all, he is your only relative."

Professor McGonagall sighed and sat on the sofa in the living room.

Her words further confirmed Sherlock’s guess just now.

Her relationship with the original owner is not ordinary!

Although there are few descriptions of Professor McGonagall in the diary, and even if there are, they are just mentioned, the tone of her speaking to Sherlock is obviously more like an elder persuading the younger generation.

Suddenly, Sherlock's already hung heart was alert again.

The more familiar he is, the higher the chance he will be seen through!

Because he didn't know what kind of relationship the two had.

He knew nothing about what the original owner had before about Professor McGonagall.

But it was already this time, and there was no turning back when the arrow was drawn, Sherlock could only bite the bullet and follow the plan he had planned.

"You don't have to worry about my business."

His tone was still cold and hard, but then his tone became a little impatient.

"You said in your letter that what I discussed with Professor Dumbledore had turned around? How did Professor Dumbledore respond to me?"

Sherlock did not directly ask if he had a reply to applying for the Order of the Phoenix.

It is easy to say more and more mistakes. If the original owner and Dumbledore talked about anything other than this, but he did not write it in his diary, Sherlock would have backfired.

So he asked questions like this to throw the difficulties to Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall never noticed anything wrong with Sherlock from beginning to end.

Because Sherlock is now in line with his normal words and deeds, and is cold to everyone. Only by gaining Dumbledore's approval can he be extremely enthusiastic.

Professor McGonagall sighed rarely, then looked at Sherlock with a gentle smile.

"Dumbledore agreed to your request to join the Order of the Phoenix, and he recognized your abilities and character."

Hearing this expected result, Sherlock's heart finally relaxed, and at the same time, there was a surprise on his face.

"I knew! A great wizard like Professor Dumbledore would certainly not refuse my application for joining the club."

But then he tried to show that he was unmoved and disregarded by the news.

"Just for this, you don't need to come here specially, tell me in the letter, and inform me of the time of the Order of the Phoenix."

Seeing him looking like a child who has not grown up yet, Professor McGonagall sighed and shook his head, then looked at Sherlock seriously and said.

"There is something that is very sensitive, I shouldn't have told you."

"But you are Sally's son, and it's your safety, so I have to remind you that joining the Order is not as easy and easy as joining the subject club in Hogwarts."

"Especially, there is another accident this year, becoming a member of the Order of the Phoenix, which means that you will be in danger because of this identity in the future, and may even die for it."

Sherlock's thoughts were volatile when he heard her words.

This year is the time when Harry Potter has just finished his first grade, which means that the Philosopher's Stone plot he is most familiar with has ended.

At this time, Voldemort's soul had also appeared in the vision of Harry Potter and Dumbledore, so the danger Professor McGonagall was probably referring to this.

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

Danger is indeed dangerous, but at this time he naturally could not repent in front of Professor McGonagall and said that he did not plan to join.

According to the original owner's character like a stubborn donkey, he was eager to die for his idol Dumbledore, which was not something he could say at all.

So Sherlock was still cold and said with a slight disgust.

"Of course I've been prepared for this, so you don't need to emphasize it to me again, Professor McGonagall. If I didn't even have this awareness, I wouldn't have applied to Professor Dumbledore at the beginning. Do you have anything else?"

Facing his harsh attitude, Professor McGonagall has long been used to it.

If people who don't know the inside story will only find Sherlock like this very annoying, but they know very well why Professor McGonagall, who developed such a personality, cannot feel any other disgust for him except being pitiful.

Even though Sherlock had expressed a clear intention to send off the guests, Professor McGonagall showed a grin of relief inexplicably, and then took out a piece of parchment from his robe pocket.

"Also, I want to congratulate you on Sherlock, and Dumbledore also agreed to your application for the position of professor of Dark Magic Defense this year. This is your appointment letter. From this semester, we have been colleagues."
Chapter completed!