Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

On the top floor of the cabinet, there was a row of glass bottles filled with memory silver wires. The glass bottle at the back quietly floated out from inside.

There was a label on the bottle with a name on it: Tom Riddle.

In the magical world, basically no one can resist Sherlock's method. As long as he finds the right location and the room is not completely sealed, he can remove everyone in the room without alerting anyone. Take things out.

With this ability, even if he becomes a gangster, he can become the king of thieves in the entire European magic world.

Following the narrow exit of the sewer, the bottle with silver thread fell into Sherlock's hands without any accident.

After getting the things, Dumbledore and Sherlock did not stay in Knockturn Alley for long.

Dumbledore directly summoned Fawkes, and then borrowed the special phantom power of the Phoenix to return to the principal's room.

Putting the stone basin that belonged to the previous Hogwarts principals on his desk, Dumbledore used his wand to pull the silver wire in the glass bottle and put it into the pensieve.

The next second, a silver-gray vortex appeared in the Pensieve.

Sherlock stared at the pot of memories solemnly and asked.

"Is it possible that he would tamper with this memory?"

Dumbledore shook his head. He was an absolute master in this area, and his achievements in transfiguration could be said to be comparable.

"At least the memory we got is real. Maybe someone can tamper with it, but it won't make me unable to see it."

After confirming that it was safe, the two of them entered the memory of the Pensieve without any further hesitation.

The world around them was spinning, and after Sherlock and Dumbledore both stood firm, they appeared in the Borgin Burke store again.

There is a significant difference between this place and when they came this morning.

The environment is not that dark, and many magical items that are obviously not normal can be seen in the store.

Things like the internal organs of unknown creatures, human arms, goblin ears, the severed heads of house elves, etc., were placed openly and openly next to the cupboard.

"Actually, I really want to know, why didn't you choose to join the Ministry of Magic, which has better prospects and benefits, instead of coming to this unknown shop like mine?"

The voice was made by a young, ordinary-looking wizard. Judging from his facial features and the tone of his voice, we could vaguely see that he looked the same in the future and in old age.

This wizard, who looked to be in his thirties at most, was none other than Borgin Burke more than fifty years ago.

"Since you are here, you should also know what kind of store I am. I don't think that an outstanding graduate of Hogwarts will be a fool. He has come to apply for a job and treats me as an ordinary store. Magical Antique Shop.”

Sitting opposite Bock was a handsome young man.

He looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old at most, with a charming smile always on his lips, and his black eyes were far deeper than those of his age.

Both Dumbledore and Sherlock could of course recognize who this boy was at a glance.

After all, Dumbledore had been his Transfiguration professor for seven years, and Sherlock had already met Tom as a student during the year he was in the Chamber of Secrets.

Now that he has just graduated from Hogwarts, he is just a little less green than the image in the diary.

"To be honest, Mr. Bock, I have no interest in those so-called preferential treatment and high salary."

Riddle said in a relaxed voice.

"Those are just the most superficial pursuits. What I want is knowledge, the knowledge that wizards need most. In other words, Mr. Bock, I want to get knowledge from you that other jobs cannot give me. Of course, I know very well that there is no Knowledge is obtained for free, and as a price, I will work seriously in your store, and you only need to give me a salary that can sustain my basic life. "

He didn't mince words and stated his purpose directly.

Likewise, what Riddle asked for was indeed reasonable.

Compared with other jobs, what Borkin Burke's store could give him, and what others could not give him, was the knowledge of these ancient, ordinary or evil magic items.

Dumbledore, who was standing next to Sherlock, saw the scene of applying for a job, and he spoke softly and thoughtfully.

"When I first learned that Riddle came to work in Bock's store for a period of time, I was thinking, what is it that he wants?"

"If it's a powerful black magic, then there are many places that are more suitable than this shop in Knockturn Alley. An irregular antique shop. Even if it really hides some mysterious black magic items, you have to crack this store. Magic on items is much more thankless than learning black magic directly."

"But now, maybe I can figure out why."

Sherlock also squinted his eyes, looking at Bok who gladly accepted his job offer in the face of Riddle's frank announcement, and guessed what Dumbledore wanted to say.

"Bock's shop is an antique shop... You mean, he came here actually to find for himself the suitable items needed to take over the split soul and make a Horcrux!"

Dumbledore said calmly.

"Riddle has always been a proud man. After learning from you that he took Hufflepuff's golden cup and made it his own Horcrux, I conducted a special investigation on this aspect."

"Since he can defile the relics left by Hufflepuff, it is impossible for him to let go of the things left by other founders. And what you may not know is that Ms. Gray, the ghost of Ravenclaw, She was actually the daughter of Rowena Ravenclaw."

Sherlock really didn't know this news.

Maybe this matter was mentioned in the original work, but how could he remember such details as someone who couldn't even remember the general plot clearly.

"After you found Hufflepuff's Holy Grail, I had a detailed talk with Ms. Gray. Although she hid it from me at first, after I told her about the Horcrux, she told her what she knew. Tell me everything."

"While Riddle was still at Hogwarts, he used his charm and conversation to successfully seduce this woman, and they became friends who talked about almost everything."

"Ms. Gray also revealed a secret to Riddle during a conversation. She revealed that she had stolen her mother's Ravenclaw diadem during her lifetime, and also told him in detail the specific location where it was hidden."

“That location is in Albania.”

When Sherlock heard this, he frowned involuntarily.

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