It was the next morning when Sherlock left the Ministry.

Instead of Apparating directly back to the Leaky Cauldron, he wandered down the streets of London, bought three breakfasts at the restaurant, and walked back slowly.

With Scrimgeour's word, the first part of his goal has been achieved.

Even if Mrs. Selwyn did not agree with him to enter the Department of Mysteries in the end, he could still be the next best thing to enter the Auror Command.

Although he couldn't directly contact the Department of Mysteries, today's events at least made him familiar with Mrs. Selwyn, and it would be much more convenient to contact him later.

Back at the Leaky Cauldron, it was still the same as when he left. Of course, this was the reason why he had only been gone for less than three days.

After saying hello to old Tom downstairs, and finding nothing special in his words and expressions, Sherlock came to the second floor, pushed the door and walked into Room 11, where he had always lived.

The room was empty, the quilts on the two beds were folded upright, but there was no sign of Amy.

Sherlock frowned slightly, as if he had a bad premonition, he called out softly towards the empty room.

"Amy."

Yet no one responded to him.

With Amy's character, if she was still in the room, she would definitely not make such a joke with him, which only meant that she was not here.

Sherlock's heart sank immediately. He left his breakfast on the table, hurriedly pushed open the door and walked out. He came to Room 12, in front of Snape's room door. Just as he was about to knock on the door, he fainted. Jojo heard a chatter inside.

"Amy thinks you should put three of these leaves in the pot."

"I said, if you want to stay here, just shut up while I'm refining the medicine!"

"But Amy was right."

"..."

"Look! You put four leaves in it, and it's mushy."

"If you didn't say it! Of course I'd put three instead of four!"

"Why did Amy say four? Isn't Amy right?"

"Shut up! Go play with your windmill!"

Sherlock frowned and gradually stretched out. Hearing the conversation inside, a smile appeared on his face, and he returned to Room 11, brought the breakfast he bought earlier, and knocked gently on the door of Room 12.

It was silent for a while, and then there seemed to be some subtle movements. Under Sherlock's control magic, he could clearly "see" Snape's gloomy face as he was putting an invisibility cloak on Amy and letting her hide. Get under the bed.

About five seconds later, the door was opened with a crack, and the indifferent face hidden behind the crack saw Sherlock's smiling face.

After seeing the person coming, Snape directly opened the door completely and let Sherlock in.

"Now, take this little girl away immediately! She has been annoying me with me for two days!"

Snape looked resentful and angry, but Sherlock, who had known him for a long time, knew very well that he wasn't angry at all, just disagreeing.

"Why does Amy bother you? She asked you to dispense the medicine correctly, but you didn't do what she said because of your temper?" Sherlock teased.

Snape's face stiffened, and he stopped talking with a cold snort.

Hiding under the bed, Amy also heard Sherlock's voice, and she crawled out from below, leaving the wide invisibility cloak still on the ground.

Amy still held the windmill in her hand, and looked at Sherlock with those clear and bright eyes.

"Did John have any luck this time?"

Sherlock took off the amulet he had been wearing around his neck and put it back on Amy.

"It may be more powerful than you think, Amy, it not only brought me luck, but it also allowed me to meet your dad."

The corners of Amy's mouth became flat, so that the expression was actually her smile.

"Amy knew Dad was going to be okay because when he left, Amy felt the same as before." Gu

Sherlock touched her head and put breakfast on the table.

"Let's eat first. I'm done with my work. I can take Amy to the amusement park tomorrow."

Amy has no concept of amusement parks, but Sherlock is willing to go out with her, and she is very happy.

"Is Tobia going too?"

Sherlock froze for a moment before remembering that Tobias was Snape's pseudonym.

He glared at Snape, who was trying to see if he could save the pot of potion.

"What about you! Are you with us tomorrow?"

Snape looked at them darkly and took the breakfast Sherlock had bought him.

"What do you think we need to do now? Be a nanny and take the little girl to the amusement park!"

Amy blinked.

"Don't Tobia like amusement parks?"

Snape snorted and sneered.

"Who else would really like that boring place except a young ignorant child."

"But John said the amusement park was fun."

"So he is no different from you who are young and ignorant. That's why you can get along well!"

"But Tobias is also very nice to Amy."

"Bullshit! I wish you disappeared from my sight!" Snape's voice sounded a little exasperated.

Sherlock was eating a sandwich with a stinky face, and even scolded himself when he heard their quarrel carrying private goods.

"Of course I know what we should do. What do you think I've been doing these days? As for Lily, I can't say I have a clue, but at least I have a direction."

Snape suddenly raised his head and stared at Sherlock.

"You're not lying to me!"

Sherlock helps Amy tear apart the paper wrapping the sandwich.

"Do you believe it or not, I have to lie to you?"

Snape's eyes twinkled, and he clenched his fist slightly.

"You're not saying that history cannot be changed..."

"History can't be changed~lightnovelpub.net~ But it's okay for us to add some private goods to history. What can't be changed refers to those things that have already happened and have been known and recognized by people in the future. These cannot and will not be Any further changes may be made."

Sherlock wiped the salad dressing from Amy's mouth with a paper towel.

"And a big part of this discovery is Amy."

Although Amy didn't understand what Sherlock was saying, she could still hear that he was complimenting herself, and she couldn't help showing a little smugness on her face.

"So you're willing to go to the amusement park with Amy tomorrow?" Sherlock asked, looking at Snape and raising his eyebrows again.

Snape was silent for a moment, and then said as if to squeeze the voice out of his teeth.

"I go."

Sherlock patted his shoulder contentedly.

"That's right! Uncle Tobias."