Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

Hogwarts.

The moment Sherlock and Cedric touched the trophy and disappeared in the maze, Dumbledore noticed something was wrong.

After confirming that Sherlock would replace Harry in the third project, Dumbledore established a weak connection with him through the Fawkes feather.

But this connection would only work within the Hogwarts campus at most. Once out of the castle, he would have to wait for Sherlock to use the feather to let Fawkes know the exact location.

Now that such a weak connection has disappeared, Dumbledore naturally knows that something unexpected happened to Sherlock.

The moment he noticed this, he stood up from the referee's seat.

The referees sitting around him noticed his unusual movement and also saw the heavy expression on his face.

Fudge had a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes. He looked at Dumbledore.

"What's wrong, Albus?"

Dumbledore didn't even look at him. He got up and walked towards the maze without saying hello to anyone.

Fudge's mask-like fake smile finally disappeared from his face, and his expression flickered as he looked at Dumbledore's back.

"The game is still going on, what are you going to do?"

At this time, the other referees in the referee's seat also had different expressions.

Among them, Madame Maxime had the most confused expression. Fleur had become the first warrior to be eliminated, and Krum was taken out soon after.

Whoever won the championship later would definitely be a student of Hogwarts. She didn't understand why Dumbledore seemed to want to interrupt the game.

Since the third competition, Karkaroff's expression on his face has been struggling, as if he was hesitating about something.

And just when Dumbledore's unusual movement attracted the attention of everyone else, he really made up his mind and disappeared quietly from the competition venue without attracting anyone else's attention.

Bagman's expression was very natural.

He also showed a surprised expression on his face, but was he surprised why Dumbledore would do such a thing, or was he surprised that he found something unusual and didn't do anything.

At this time, the students in the stands also noticed Dumbledore's unusual behavior of walking quickly towards the maze, and the audience was noisy like a beehive.

Hermione, Ron, and the Weasley family sitting with them were all confused.

"What is Professor Dumbledore going to do?" Ron said.

Hermione also frowned.

"Could something have happened to Harry?"

Just as they were wondering, Dumbledore had already arrived in the maze.

He didn't need to walk through the maze again in person. When he approached the hedges that served as walls about ten feet away, the hedges seemed to have degenerated and shrunk into the ground, leaving him an unobstructed passage.

Fudge's uneasy and angry voice sounded behind Dumbledore.

"You are destroying the Triwizard Tournament! This event that was re-held after the efforts of all parties has now been forced to be suspended because of you! You must give the Ministry of Magic an explanation!"

Gu Chi/span  His duty was heard by everyone in the audience, and the noise suddenly became louder.

The professors who acted as security guards gathered around Dumbledore.

Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, and Hagrid were all here, but Moody was missing.

No one asked where Moody had gone. Even Professor McGonagall and the others were now attracted by Dumbledore's abrupt behavior and didn't pay attention to the elusive Mad-Eye.

In this way, Dumbledore walked straight to the center of the maze, where the final trophy, the Triwizard Cup, was supposed to be stored.

As the last hurdle before the trophy, the giant spider had obviously been defeated and fell to the ground, and the Triwizard Cup on the middle stone pier was nowhere to be seen.

Everyone who saw this scene stared with their eyes wide open, and even Fudge, who had been shouting that Dumbledore was responsible for the failure of this game, became a dumb man with his mouth wide open.

Soon, some spectators came down from the stands and found the situation here. The surroundings were in a mess, and everyone was discussing the emergency, only Dumbledore frowned deeply.

A shining golden light shone on his shoulder, and Fawkes, ignoring the Apparition ban in Hogwarts Castle, appeared on his shoulder and shook his head.

It told Dumbledore that he did not sense Sherlock using the feather.

People around him kept asking him questions.

"What happened, Albus? Where are Potter and Diggory?" Professor McGonagall asked almost the question that everyone at the scene wanted to know.

But Dumbledore did not give her a definite answer.

"As you can see, there was an accident in the game, and I don't know where they are now."

His voice was serious, more serious than ever.

Fawkes could not sense Sherlock's location for a long time, which made Dumbledore feel very uneasy.

And at this time, there was someone who was more uneasy than him.

Silk looked up at the starry sky with a pale face, muttering quickly the changing trajectories of the planets in the night sky, hoping to use the stars to see Sherlock's current location.

But the stars tonight are very chaotic and changing very quickly. This makes the astrological divination that Hilke learned since she was the Director of the Department of Mysteries of the German Ministry of Magic useless. Even her intuition, which has been hopeless and unfavorable since she was a child, cannot be used. There was no way to give her exact instructions at this time.

Only heavy fear, worry and fear suddenly surged into her heart.

She had no premonition of where Sherlock was now, but she had another sense of panic that lingered no matter what.

Hilke didn't know whether this panic came from Sherlock, but the current situation made her think in that direction involuntarily.

Just when the scene was in chaos and the deep starry sky did not give Silk any guidance, she pushed aside the people blocking the way and walked to the stone pier where the Triwizard Cup was originally placed.

Facing the stone pier, Silke took off the black ribbon that had been covering his eyes without hesitation.

A pair of golden pupils were exposed to the air.

Those pale golden eyes shone with a faint brilliance, like two stars falling to the ground.

All the previous experiences of the stone pier where the trophy was placed, the people who had been close to it, and all the images, all appeared before Silke's eyes!