Heck has always been a good old man.

It is also the silent man who is the least like a silent man in the German Ministry of Magic.

He never acted as withdrawn as other colleagues.

He also has good friendships with colleagues other than the Mysterious Affairs Department.

He likes to make friends very much, such as having two drinks in the tavern with anyone.

But Heck has also remained silent about his work in the Department of Mystery Affairs.

The friends he was with were also tactful and never asked this question, which was destined to be unanswered and embarrassing.

The working hours of silent people are never fixed, which is obviously a workplace that is not in line with the rules, the old-fashioned and serious German magic world.

But after all, the special nature of the Mysterious Affairs Department is here.

Every wizard, known as the silent man, studied all the strangest and most mysterious things in the magic world, and it became common sense if it was unreasonable.

At one o'clock in the morning, it is the time when Heck starts working.

He is different from his current ex and the blindfolded girl who can stay in the Department of Mystery Affairs at all times.

He has his own family, so he always comes to work on time. He is not late for work, and he stays in the Mysterious Affairs Department for more than half a minute after get off work.

Heck walked into the tower-like Mysterious Affairs Department of the German Ministry of Magic, whose offices were separated from the regular departments of the Ministry of Magic.

The lonely tower was like a sudden pillar, but it was never discovered by a Muggle.

He followed the spiral staircase in the tower and went up the way. During this period, his colleagues would stop and say hello to him, and he would deal with it calmly.

It was not until he arrived at the 13th floor that he had deliberately planned out that he stopped.

The originally gentle and calm eyes suddenly became a little cold and gloomy, as if they had completely changed someone.

The tower didn't look big from the outside, but the space inside was much larger. He walked towards the depths of the thirteenth floor, and finally came to a room filled with white light everywhere.

This entire floor is Heck's office space, but in fact he only has one thing to be responsible for.

On the other side of this room that is always bright as daytime, there is a separate space isolated with glass, or it can be said to be a cell.

There was no vicious prisoner in the cell, and there was nothing inside. There was only a scarecrow with a tattered robe on the outside, an old kerosene lamp in one hand and a rusty sickle in the other.

The straw man looks ordinary from the outside, like a low-quality product specially prepared by a farmer, but in the past, Heck always feels cold all over his body every time he sees it.

But this time, he no longer chose to avoid his gaze, but instead looked at the numb and empty eyes tightly with the grass man's depression, which should be the place where his eyes were.

"I know you're very unwilling to accept it."

A completely different voice from Heck's normal accent, a cold and ruthless voice rang in the room.

"That person broke your hopes of returning to your best times, you wanted to seek revenge on him and want to escape again."

"Our purpose is the same at this point. So, my master wants to make a deal with you."

"Hek" bent down and gently placed a gray crown stained with brown-red blood on it on the ground.

"We can help you erase the last bit of deficiencies, but before killing that person, you will take him to meet my master."

After his words fell, the room became quiet again.

The straw man locked in the glass cover was motionless, not only looking more terrifying, as if he was the same as the decorations in the fields that drove away birds.

"Hek" finished everything he should say. After putting down the crown, he did not continue to stay in this room and turned around and left directly.

After he went out, the white light spread all over the room suddenly went out!

The dark space was still silent at the beginning, but not long after, a "crunch" sound like wood rubbing suddenly rang out.

Two scarlet lights slowly lit up in the darkness, and a hoarse, roaring sound echoed in the dead silence.

"Feder-Tik-! Ten evils-Unforgivable!"

......

Hermione is looking forward to the new semester's arithmetic divination class.

Since she took the divination class where Trilawny was confused and divination was all about guessing and prophecy was all cursed, she has become more and more fond of arithmetic divination class with rational thinking.

Especially this semester, Shilk is still the teacher. Although she has not had much contact with Shilk, she has only met once and has not even said a few words.

But she felt that if she could get along with someone as knowledgeable as Sherlock, her teaching level would not be much worse than that of her sister Shilk.

The result was indeed as she guessed.

Shilk made sufficient preparations for the classroom. If she followed her cold personality like before, she was actually not suitable to be a teacher, because she basically would not communicate with students.

But after "reunited" with Sherlock, she changed a lot and became more and more like a normal girl.

In terms of theoretical knowledge and practice, Shilk, who has lived in the German Mysterious Affairs Department for more than ten years, can crush most fortune tellers from colleges. In addition, her classroom occasionally has some interactions, so the first class is very successful.

The few dozen young wizards who took arithmetic divination class in the fourth grade all clearly stated that they like such a class.

At the same time in class, the careful Hermione discovered the bottle of Fuling agent on Shilk's neck with sharp eyes. She had seen this thing on Sherlock before.

It was easy for her to guess that this was given to her by Professor Forrest.

After class, Hermione found Harry and Ron who were sadly coming out of the divination classroom.

It can be seen that they were not very satisfied in this class.

“Sister Shilk’s class is great and more interesting than what Professor Victor taught before.”

Hearing Hermione's show-off, Harry and Ron's faces stretched longer. Before they could speak, a heavy cold snorted came from them.

With glasses and a thin Professor Trelawney passed by them with a stern face. She was already very disagreeable with Hermione, and now she wouldn't be so happy to hear her say such things.

Ron whispered after she walked far enough.

"She asked us to draw astrological map for a lesson and guessed the wrong time of Harry's birth. These two lessons are really bad."
Chapter completed!