【British and American】My miserable life studying abroad

Chapter 216 Extra 4: Sherlock's love story, special forces-style travel through the original st

Strange things have been happening around Claire lately.

She always hears all kinds of strange noises, which are not hallucinations because she actually recorded them.

Wei Sheng Ling listened to the sound carefully.

"... Where is my... soul?... No... murderer... look..."

"The voice sounds familiar," Wei Shengling thought. She tilted her head to look at the black-robed professor on the side. "Severus, do you have any clues?"

Snape deadpanned.

I was forced to visit their world, and then I was watched by a group of people like a monkey, and I was given various tests. Now I am being taken to solve something...

Sookie is a superhero, Sherlock is a righteous detective who spreads the truth, and Watson is his assistant——

But he is not a kind and good person, so why should he be dragged into this matter?

Also, why does the voice in this recording sound the same as his?

As soon as Snape opened his mouth, Claire realized that his voice was exactly the same as one of those voices of unknown origin that she had heard before.

"You said those words?"

"I didn't say that," Snape snorted impatiently, "It's no use calling me here. There's no magical fluctuation here. Even if there is, it's different from the kind of magical fluctuation I know."

"Is that so?" Wei Sheng Ling sensed the surroundings and then led Snape to sense, "Is this a magical fluctuation..."?

Before he could finish his words, a whirlpool swept the four people away, leaving Claire dumbfounded. She stretched out her hand but touched nothing, and watched the people disappear.

"Now it seems that it is indeed a fluctuation of magic power. Even if it is not, it is a similar fluctuation." Watson said.

"You're too late." Sherlock said. He turned around and saw the familiar castle in front of him, "Hogwarts."

"This is not the Hogwarts we are familiar with," he continued. "The details of the castle's exterior are different. There is also a patch of trees in the Forbidden Forest that were flattened by feathers, the craters I left on the castle's outer wall, and the traces of Grindelwald's fire on the edge of the Black Lake... all are gone."

From what Sherlock just said, we can tell what they did at Hogwarts.

Including but not limited to razing the Forbidden Forest with one against many, shooting at the walls of Hogwarts, fighting with Grindelwald...

Waves of cheers came from afar, resounding through the sky. Wei Shengling's spiritual power probed over and said, "This scene... is it the Triwizard Tournament?"

"That was when the Potter kid was in his fourth year." Snape's expression was cold, but Wei Shengling suddenly turned his head and said, "Oh no, something is going to happen to Cedric of Hufflepuff!"

She drew a portal. Cedric in the maze raised his wand vigilantly. He only relaxed slightly when he saw Snape. "Professor Snape?"

"Get out of here!" Snape said sternly.

"But I'm competing...?"

"The trophy became a portkey."

Cedric was skeptical.

The scenes in the maze could not be seen during this stage of the Triwizard Tournament. Snape waved his wand impatiently, and a silver-white bird flew from the tip of his wand into the slightly opened portal.

At the same time, the mysterious hole that was expanding in the judges' booth aroused their vigilance, and the audience was in an uproar. "What is that?"

A Quetzal bird flew out, looking like a patronus, and landed on Dumbledore's shoulder. After receiving the message from the patronus, his expression became serious. "Perhaps, we should suspend this game."

"Dumbledore, what are you talking about?" Igor Karkaroff said dissatisfiedly, "The Triwizard Tournament is so important, and you just stop it casually. Do you want to take responsibility?"

"I will take responsibility." Dumbledore said coldly, "Someone sent me a message through the Patronus saying that the Triwizard Tournament trophy was made into a portkey with the purpose of resurrecting the Dark Lord."

Hearing these two words, Karkaroff subconsciously shrank back, a little bit timid, "What evidence do you have?"

"I am about to look for it." Dumbledore said, "If this news is false, then I am willing to take full responsibility for it."

The Quetzal flew away, and Dumbledore summoned his own Patronus and flew towards the black-clad professors in the audience.

"Severus, you should come with me into the maze."

Barty Crouch, Madame Maxime and Badman from the Ministry of Magic all disagreed with Dumbledore's statement, but this was Dumbledore's home court, and he suddenly became very strong - or rather, Dumbledore had always been so strong, but his friendly behavior and amiable appearance covered it all up.

The Triwizard Tournament was still suspended, and the audience was in an uproar.

Dumbledore and the black-clad professors of this world walked into the portal that had never disappeared, and then saw the alert Cedric, the gentle girl with long black hair, the man in a black curly windbreaker, and the smiling man with golden brown hair.

...No, there is another person, a person who looks so familiar that he cannot be more familiar.

Severus Snape.

"Hello, Headmaster Dumbledore and Severus from this world." The girl waved and said hello. "I'm so glad you're here. After all, I was thinking about blowing this place up."

What if Cedric didn't believe it? A portkey trophy, a boring maze, blow it up and it's all over.

Snape was indifferent to this. He just raised his head and looked at the other self in the world who looked older, with a lot of pain hidden between his brows, and seemed to be depressed.

He drew his wand cautiously.

"Do you suspect that I drank Polyjuice Potion and impersonated you?" Snape sneered. "Then why don't I just impersonate Dumbledore?"

"This world," Dumbledore said. "Are you Severus from another world?"

"Yes," Watson said, "By the way, Harry is about to come over, let's deal with this Portkey trophy first."

"Let me introduce myself. My name is John Watson, this is Sookie, and this is Sherlock Holmes. We are all friends of Severus. We serve as professors and assistants of Muggle Studies at Hogwarts on an intermittent basis, taking turns to be professors."

Who made the official Muggle Studies professor travel all over the world?

Sherlock didn't have enough patience to teach a group of little wizards, so they started taking turns to be professors.

My...friend?

The professor in black couldn't believe it. He looked at Snape, who claimed to be himself in another world. He was younger, with fewer wrinkles between his eyebrows, his hair was clean and tidy, and his black robe was not the same style as his, with fewer buttons, and he looked very healthy.

The most important thing is that his temperament is no longer dull and miserable, but free and unrestrained.

what.

You said this person is Severus Snape?

Such a gesture, such a friend, belongs to Severus Snape?