"This is a difficult question to explain. Although I have fought with Voldemort, I still haven't figured out what the deepest part of the opponent's strength is." Sherlock continued, "It's still the same sentence just now. Only when the opponent is determined to die will it be a unique battle that can truly see the strength of both sides."

Sherlock looked at the girl just now. "As for who is the best, I don't know, because I have never fought with Grindelwald, but I know that Grindelwald must be at the same level as Professor Dumbledore, and the person Voldemort feared the most before was Dumbledore."

"It does not mean that Voldemort's strength is worse than Dumbledore, but Voldemort has not found a way to completely defeat Dumbledore. At this time, some conspiracies are often more useful than strength."

"But Grindelwald lost to Dumbledore."

Another Hufflepuff student came up with this idea.

"I haven't seen that duel, and there is not even the image left behind. The excitement of that duel is completely passed down by word of mouth by wizards. Dumbledore's light is easily magnified, and the records of the text are just Dumbledore won. They only need this, and it was Dumbledore who ended the era of fear brought by Grindelwald."

Sherlock looked at Professor Horas "Maybe you can ask Professor Horas, who was working at Hogwarts at the same time as Professor Dumbledore when he was young."

Seeing all the students looking at him, Horas said calmly, "Well, it's okay, to mention that Grindelwald was no worse than the mysterious people now. They were all cruel, but theories were a little different. The reason why the mysterious people were called the most evil and dangerous black wizard was nothing more than that of non-pure-blooded wizards, and even liked to kill them."

"What's different about Grindelwald is that he hates the current wizards' rules, and he opposes the muggles outside." Horas continued.

"But Grindelwald killed wizards no less than mysterious people, which also led to Grindelwald's crimes being punished a lot when he was locked up in Newmongaard. The guards in that prison were not dementors but wizards, and most of the guards' relatives were killed by Grindelwald."

Harry shuddered, "It's a miracle that Grindelwald can live until he is rescued by a mysterious man. The guards can actually resist killing him."

Horas looked at her with loose eyelids wide open, "Harry, you have to figure it out, the deepest hatred often does not want to kill someone, the greatest hatred often wants to torture someone, and watching the other person's life is worse than death is the best way to soothe hatred."

Harry swallowed, and he hated Voldemort too, because it was his enemy who killed his parents. If there was a way, Harry would definitely want the other party to die, but Harry had never thought of it like this before torture the mysterious man.

Is it because the hatred of Voldemort has not reached that deep?

"Let's talk about something else, like Miss Granger, what was your parents' profession among Muggles?" Horace changed the subject.

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

"dentisit?"

"Yes, professors, you can think of it as a lifetime of treating teeth. They have a unique set of tools, the metal is cold, and if it is broken, it will be pulled out. If the wound is too large, there will be surgical threads to suture the wound... and it is said that the thread is extracted from the intestinal tissue of some kind of organism."

"Oh my God!"

The wizards looked at each other, and they had to say that in their thoughts, Hermione's parents' profession was really terrible, so terrible that it made people feel terrified.

"Mr. Sherlock, I have also seen my parents' teeth and one was removed." Hermione added immediately.

"I used some magical curse myself, so the potion of tooth change water had almost no impact on my body, so I went to Hermione's parents' home and took a physical method to remove my teeth."

Sherlock explained immediately.

"Teared out? My teeth hurt even if I eat cold foods. I really don't know if it's to pull out the teeth." Professor Horas touched his cheeks and looked at Sherlock with great pain.

"That must be an unforgettable memory."

"Of course the severe pain hit the nerves, maybe my long roar could be heard from a few streets away." Sherlock's face was also a little ugly, as if he was recalling the painful experience at that time.

At this time, all the wizards present cast admiration for Hermione. After learning that Hermione's parents were dentists, this admiration for her was still mixed with some fear.

Hermione held her forehead helplessly, and she knew that these little wizards must have thought too much.

Harry wanted to explain something to Hermione, but he didn't say it but was quickly changed the subject by other wizards.

After Professor Horas returned to Hogwarts, the Slug Club returned to Hogwarts, and the party tonight was the first time since the Slug Club returned.

This party was very successful in Horas' eyes.

"I know you are the founder of Sherlock Club, and I am the founder of Slug Club. Maybe you can have two clubs have a party at the same time." Horace was quite excited to pull Sherlock while sending them away, which seemed to be a good and good proposal in his eyes.

"If you have time, you can consider it." Sherlock nodded.

Sherlock then walked outside with the others.

"It's very popular now. George and Fred got some, and they are still sold among students." On the way back, the girls were chatting in a low voice.

When Sherlock accidentally heard the word "Emotional Agent" and it was related to the private transaction between George Fred, Sherlock felt like she was being missed by others.

"Is the romance agent useful to everyone?" said Ginny and a Ravenclaw girl.

"It is said that just by using a little, the opposite sex will be fascinated by you." The girl from Lavenclaw looked at Ginny weirdly. "You can ask George and Fred for some. Are you not their sister?"

Soon the girls began to join the topic, and even Hermione and Ashinsha followed him to join in the fun.

This made Sherlock speed up the pace and speed of moving forward, but when he approached the House of Responsibility, he met Miya who was coming towards him. It seemed that he had just come out of the House of Responsibility.

As long as students master the method of entering the house of whatever they want, then this large room that has accumulated private collections of previous students will not reject anyone. And the reason why Miya seems to have guessed it when she saw the other person.

"Let's go, together... I'm going to go back to Slytherin's lounge," he said to Miya.

When the girl behind her reacted from the topic of love affair, Sherlock had already walked out far away. The stairs that went further were heading towards Slytherin College. People except Slytherin College would not go there.

"Mr. Sherlock seems a little abnormal today?" Dandney said in a vague manner, as if Sherlock was reluctant to leave the place as soon as possible.

"A group of girls are discussing love acupuncture here, it's like an innocent little rabbit falling into the female wolf's nest. Moreover, this wolf pack is still a matriarchal society, and they all have their fangs exposed. So what do you look like?" Rubo explained to Dandney.

At the same time, he whispered to Dandeni, "Didn't you notice it? Since the excitement of Femiya was discussing the romance agent with them just now, I feel that although George and Fred have business opportunities, it is not a good thing to be misled by so many people. If the professors know about it... it's enough for those two kids to bear it."

Dandeni looked at Feimiya who was secretly accused of the illegitimate, and couldn't help but shake her head. "From my understanding of her and Mr. Sherlock, something like a romance agent will not work. It's like feeding snake venom to Voldemort and Grindelwald, it's completely a waste of time!"

"The romance agent is not a poison. In my eyes, it is just a tool for jokes. Could it be that Mr. Sherlock's reaction will be so resistant? Often, it is just some jokes and other gadgets that make people unable to withstand it." Rubo seemed to be a person who had experienced it.

Kirk coughed lightly, "Would you like to take a serious bet? The first person who girls want to get the romance agent is Mr. Sherlock. We bet on whether Mr. Sherlock can withstand it. What do you think?"

Dandeni was a little dissatisfied, "How do you know it must be Mr. Sherlock? To be honest, I feel that few girls can think they are worthy of Mr. Sherlock. They use despicable props like romance agents, and are all a group of little girls."

Rubo cleared his throat and said to Feimia, "Have you thought about how to give Mr. Sherlock a love affair?"

Feimiya had been thinking about it since she was just now, and now she shook her head and said, "The best way I can think of now is to borrow books from Sherlock and then secretly sprinkle the love acne on his book. If she returns to her, Sherlock will easily be hit."

Rubo competed a winning scissors hand against Dandeni, which made Dandeni helpless.

And Feimiya still seems to have not noticed the fact that the little thoughts in her heart have already spoken out in person.

Sherlock and Miya returned to Slytherin's public lounge early, and in an empty corner, Sherlock tore off a piece of paper from one of his diaries that had cast a spell and handed it to Miya.

"I will tell you how to do it here, and the rest will depend on you." After Sherlock said that, he turned around and left the common room and wanted to go back to his single dormitory.

But when Yu Lubo and others were staggering, they noticed the unique eyes of the three boys, which made Sherlock feel furious.

Miya put away the paper and quietly stuffed it into her robe. When she returned to the dormitory to take off her clothes and sleep, she hid the paper in the sleeves of her pajamas.

Until the rest of the dormitory were asleep, Miya covered her quilt on her head and used a magic wand to light up the spreading paper. Ink marks slowly appeared on it, as if someone was writing something on the other side of the paper.

Soon a line of clear words appeared in Miya's eyes.

"This is a spell I developed a long time ago. Repairing Ruchu! Being able to repair some damaged things is not the same as restoring new things. Repairing Ruchu is to repair useless things to achieve the original function."

Then the usage and spell of this spell appeared below, which made Miya secretly relieved. As long as she knew how to do it, Miya would have the confidence to complete the task assigned to her by the mysterious man. Of course, this is also one of the tasks she had to complete for her.

Miya looked at the spell on the paper seriously, and then promised to record it in her heart. The paper quickly burned out in Femiya's eyes, but there was no temperature or smoke at all.

It was as if this piece of paper was burned in another space, and what Mia saw was just a shadow.

That night, in the principal's office of Dumbledore, the old man was carefully organizing the memories he collected. These useful memories were placed in small bottles, filling a whole cabinet.

Moreover, each of these memories is related to the mysterious man. It is the memory Dumbledore has been collecting after being enemies with Voldemort, but these memories cannot guarantee 100% accuracy. At least the most important one is easily problematic in Dumbledore's eyes. This memory was tampered by his owner.

At this time, a loud scream came from outside the tower, which was the cry of an owl, and the scream echoed in Dumbledore's ears. In fact, the sound had long dissipated, and it was a memory in Dumbledore's mind.

In this life, he heard the owl's cry thirty-five times. Every time before was an excited expectation, but now Dumbledore was a little tired of the owl's cry.

Because Dumbledore knew that an owl would not live for so long.

"It's you!"

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

The owl was changed into a monster in Dumbledore's eyes. One of its legs was broken and replaced with a metal bracket. There was a large hole in its chest that exposed the rotating gears and some parts inside.

The owl had long died, and was dug out by its owner and resurrected with black magic, but it was turned into a monster.

Dumbledore took the letter from the other party's claws, then opened it and saw four words on it.
Chapter completed!