Dumbledore immediately rushed back to Hogwarts from the International Federation of Magic after receiving news from Professor McGonagall.
When he returned to the castle, it was already 1:00 a.m. in the second half of the night.
Charlie and the Romanian dragon trainers were still dealing with the bodies of the four fire dragons. Sherlock and the others had already returned to the castle at this time and were called to the principal’s office.
The only people who came were him and Moody, and the others were asked to keep things strictly confidential about tonight and went back to rest.
“They move too often.”
Dumbledore looked a headache, he leaned against the seat, looking a little tired.
“Why are there anyone targeting Sherlock?” Moody asked seriously. He didn’t know that Sherlock’s identity had been known by the Death Eaters.
Since Dumbledore called him here tonight, there was no intention of hiding him from him, and he quickly explained to him what Sherlock had encountered in the Quidditch World Cup.
“Their goal this time is very clear.” Dumbledore said with his hands on his desk, saying in a deep voice, “One is Harry and the other is Sherlock. They want to do two things at the same time, just in this triple tournament.”
Sherlock couldn’t help but curl his lips.
“You have such a big appetite, aren’t you afraid of bursting your stomach?”
Dumbledore obviously had all the things from him.
“If there was no Shadowless Curse of the Divine Front given to you by Severus, if you did not successfully control the creature named Federtic in advance, would you still be able to deal with these four dragons?”
Sherlock was not stubborn and answered honestly.
“If any of these two are missing, I’m very likely to die in the forbidden forest tonight.”
“So, in fact, their plan has been successful.” Dumbledore looked at Sherlock seriously, “It’s just that the information about your personal strength is a bit lagging behind. This is a warning to you. Sherlock, you must be more careful in the future!”
In response to such reminders, Sherlock has always been good at doing things.
“I will pay attention.”
Moody frowned, he was thinking about a question now.
“Is it the same person who threw Harry’s name into the Goblet of Fire and the person who attracted Sherlock into the Forbidden Forest?”
This is indeed a question worth pondering.
No matter how you look at it, people who can do these two things cannot come from outside the castle, only those who have always been in the school can do it.
At this moment, a sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of Sherlock’s mouth.
“Maybe we will know tomorrow.”
Dumbledore and Moody’s eyes turned to him, but Sherlock slowly mentioned another thing.
“As for whether I can help you, let the dead fire dragon continue to perform its functions, and to carry out the first competition event of the championship, the referees will definitely gather together to discuss a result tomorrow.”
“The man in black robe who led me to the Forbidden Forest tonight did not escape without any injuries. He hit me at least more than ten divine shadowless spells.”
“The effect of this spell is not just a simple cut, but can also cause continuous damage to the wound. Unless you use the curse, the wound will not heal so quickly.”
“The man who invented the curse, except me, only Snape, who invented the curse, knows.”
everyone present is smart people, and Sherlock’s words are not complicated. Moody’s normal eye emits a bright light.