Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

Chapter 373 Adoptive father?

The best time for Mrs. Matthew and Sherlock to get better happened to be the same day as the investiture.

Fortunately, after the medal is awarded, as usual, the people of the Sir Merlin Order will hold a grand banquet for the new medal recipient, so the time is usually set in the afternoon of the same day.

And early this morning, Sherlock took Hilke with him to Mrs. Matthew's old yard.

The first time she saw Silk, the old witch couldn't help but snorted.

"No wonder you said it was a private matter."

Silk didn't react at all, and Sherlock didn't even blush.

It was still the terrace in the yard. From the beginning to the end, Mrs. Matthew seemed to have no intention of inviting them into her home.

She asked Hilke to face her, and instead of checking her eyes immediately, she asked about the situation of [Time Scrap].

"When and where were the eyes contaminated?"

Silk looked up at Sherlock first, and then said softly.

"August 1977, in the Time Room of the Department of Mysteries of the British Ministry of Magic."

Mrs. Matthew suddenly frowned.

"Time Hall in August 1977!"

Sherlock coughed slightly and interjected.

"I forgot to tell you last time, madam, that the source of the [time debris] that polluted Silke's eyes was the [William's Time Form] made by your ancestors."

But Mrs. Matthew didn't seem to be listening carefully to what Sherlock said. She was seriously recalling this time, and then stared at Hilke's face.

"Are you the daughter of Auror Eddie Butler, who played a great role in the melee in the Time Hall that year and later died?"

Silk didn't show any sad expression on her face, she said calmly.

"Yes, he is my father."

Mrs. Matthew's face suddenly no longer looked weird at this time, but became much softer.

"And the Silent Man of the Time Hall who died at that time - John Watson. I heard that he and your father were good friends, and he was also your adoptive father. He was an admirable hero."

"puff!"

When he heard the word "adoptive father" coming from the old woman's mouth, Sherlock couldn't hold back at all.

He almost choked on his own saliva and couldn't help but cough violently, causing Mrs. Matthew to turn her head to look at him dissatisfied.

"Ahem, sorry, my question, I'm sorry, you guys keep talking."

Sherlock could only keep apologizing, and Mrs. Matthew's face softened again and she looked at Hilke.

"John is not my adoptive father." Hilke emphasized to her seriously.

"This was your father's explanation to the outside world at the time. He never believed that Mr. Watson was dead, and said he wanted to bring him back and make him your adoptive father." Mrs. Matthew also emphasized.

Sherlock had begun to feel restless, but fortunately Mrs. Matthew did not continue to dwell on this issue.

"After Mr. Watson's death, I was invited to take over his position in the Time Hall. I was already quite old at that time, but after hearing about his deeds, I was very happy to take over such a person. The person’s legacy is to continue the research on time magic within the Affairs Department.”

"If Professor Forrest had explained your identity to me from the beginning, then there would be no need for that timid old guy to sell himself a favor to ask me to help."

Hearing her say something like this, Sherlock's face, which was already drawn, couldn't help but pull even longer at this time.

What's the use of saying this now, can you still take back the benefits Professor Slughorn gave you?

After that, Mrs. Matthew also started to get into the main topic of treatment. She asked Silk in detail about the situation of being contaminated by [Time Debris] at that time, and learned clearly about her current occupation and whether she had any unique talents when she was a child. .

It wasn't until Silk said that her feeling was very accurate that as long as she was asked to guess something uncertain, she could basically guess the correct answer, and that her current occupation was a fortune teller, Mrs. Matthew seemed like I understand the problem.

"In the magic world, there is a kind of wizard who is born with the ability to predict and can even see part of the future. He is called a [prophet]."

She said seriously.

"Although your talent is not as powerful as a real [prophet], your prophecy is far superior to anyone else."

"And that [William's Time Form] is actually a delicate balance between the future and the past, and the constantly draining "silver sand" represents the present. According to your description, those [time crumbs] in the hourglass at that time should be I was attracted by your talent for predicting the future, and I wanted to achieve another balance, so I attached myself to you. "

"This is actually not a characteristic of [Time Break] itself, but an ability given to it by magic when my ancestor named William made this hourglass. I guess he didn't think about [Prophet]'s physique at the time. People are also attracted to it, because people with this kind of talent are so rare that there are only a few in the entire history of magic.”

Through her words, Sherlock finally understood why the sand in the hourglass came to Silk at that time.

But knowing the source of the problem is not the main thing. The most important thing is whether Silk's eyes can be cured now.

Mrs. Matthew did not directly give a definite answer to such a question.

"I tried my best." She stood up from the terrace and leaned on a cane. "Now the magic world has lost the method of making [time crumbs]. Naturally, few people still have the magic tools to collect them. But because of my ancestors, He is the craftsman of the time turner, so there is still one left, but I cannot guarantee that the [time fragments] that have been integrated into the human body can be taken out. After all, no one has ever experienced such a situation. "

Hilke stood up with Mrs. Matthew, and the two of them walked towards the house. When Sherlock wanted to follow them, he was stopped outside by the old witch.

"Just don't follow her. I'll just give her a try. Not only will you not be able to help her, you'll actually get in the way."

Sherlock didn't force it, he just said with a serious expression.

"If anything goes wrong in the process, everything must be done to ensure her safety. Even if it cannot be taken out in the end, she cannot be injured."

Mrs. Matthew tapped her cane.

"Even if you don't say it, I know what to do. I won't hurt this little girl."

Finally, before entering the door, Silk smiled at him and made a reassuring gesture, and the two witches, one old and one young, disappeared from Sherlock's sight.