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Chapter 309 Breaking up!

Sherlock sat cross-legged in front of Eddie's tombstone. He didn't have such a strong posture in front of Skeeter at all, but looked sad and sighed.

"I didn't come here today to see you, but to scold you! It's all your fault!"

He cursed in a bad tone, as if he wanted to vent all the resentment in his stomach.

"If you didn't die so early, would I suffer this? They say I'm hypocritical! I'm hypocritical! Damn, I took her with her when she was so young, and I was only like his father at that time, you hands-off shopkeeper How can you be a father!"

"Who can understand me? I really don't like it! But what I like is the previous one, the Vera before I met Amy! Tnd Now Amy and Vera are alone, what do you want me to do ?”

"I'm not a pervert! Is it so easy to think about feelings? What kind of feelings do I have for Amy? Can it compare to the affection I had when I first met Vera!"

"And you! If you don't help, you add to the chaos. At that time, you insisted on joining me. Now that it's all over, what's the relationship between us? If I cheat on your daughter, then you won't be able to jump out of the grave?"

"That little girl called me hypocritical for being ignorant, and Professor Flitwick said I was hypocritical even if they didn't know anything. I still have a conscience! If I really had no bottom line, I would have done whatever I wanted. Yes! Who knows except that old bastard Snape!"

The cold wind slapped on the person's face and it was icy cold, but Sherlock couldn't feel the cold at all. He was cursing vigorously now, and even stood up again.

"I never thought about being an upright gentleman, but people must have a ruler to measure what they do when they live in this world! Okay! Now you are forcing me to lift the ruler up, and I don't care. Already!"

"Amy or something, I'll just pretend she died with you! Willa Silk is Willa Silk, I first met her at Hogwarts in the summer of 1993! I don't Remembering what she has experienced before, and what kind of father she has, I will treat her as an ordinary witch who jumped from the German Ministry of Magic to the school!"

He sat down on the ground again.

"From now on, you will not be my brother. Anyway, I saved you twice, and I have never asked you for anything. Now I will take what you owed me in exchange for breaking up with you."

"It's hard to say what will happen in the future, I don't know what will happen, and what I can do, but if one day!"

When he said this, he seemed a little guilty, his aura obviously withered, and he stopped looking at the tombstone, and just said it with a low eyebrow and pleasing to the eye.

"Ahem, cough, I mean, if, if one day, I change my identity to see you, there is no such thing as you calling my brother and I calling your father, then what, what should I call you normally? Whatever it is, treat it like the first time you see me."

As he spoke, his courage suddenly rose again, and he said loudly.

"Then let's talk about it like this. From today onwards, we will break off friendship. According to the custom in my hometown, cutting the robe is equivalent to breaking justice!"

An invisible sharp blade cut across the hem of his robe, and the black cloth fell in front of the tombstone with the wind.

"From now on, the two of us will never owe each other!"

After saying these words and doing these things, Sherlock breathed a sigh of relief as if a big rock had been put down in his heart, and then turned and left the cemetery.

Just as he was walking towards the outside of the Forbidden Forest with ease, the cold wind gently rolled up the piece of black cloth that fell on the ground, and it swirled in mid-air, facing Sherlock's back, like a People waved silently, and finally landed quietly on Eddie's tombstone.

After the Christmas ball, the study life of Hogwarts middle school students got back on track.

Harry felt that this dance did not bring him much joy, but more frustration and resignation.

Especially when get out of class is over every day, you can still see Qiu Zhang holding Cedric's arm in the corridor from time to time, with a happy face.

Harry's first love was stillborn before it even started.

I don't know if his failed prom invitation can still be regarded as a confession.

If you are unlucky, you will get stuck between your teeth if you drink cold water.

Harry's current love has no results, and there are also problems in friendship.

But the problem wasn't directly with him, it was that Ron and Hermione were at odds again.

The reason is also very simple, because at the Christmas ball, Hermione became the partner of Durmstrang Warrior Krum.

Ron kept saying that Krum had bad intentions when he contacted Hermione, and wanted to find out from her the progress of Harry's research on the golden egg. Hermione was being used.

What he said made Hermione very angry, and indirectly meant to belittle her. If it weren't for her good relationship with Harry, no one would ask her to the ball at all.

The two had a very stiff fight, even worse than the conflict between Harry and Ron before.

Now Harry was being cautious in getting along between the two of them, for fear that something might go wrong and other conflicts would arise.

And after Christmas, the day when the second competition event in February starts is getting closer and closer.

Harry has been distracted by so many things recently, and his research progress on the golden egg can be said to be zero. During this period, Cedric came to him specifically to reward him for revealing the fire dragon in advance before a competition. He reminded him of his own research progress on the golden egg, and told him to take the golden egg with him when he took a bath.

However, Harry didn't pay much attention to his hint, because at that time Qiu Zhang was standing beside him with his arms in his arms, which made Harry feel competitive like all men, the more he let himself like this If you do it, you will not go by yourself.

In this state, during the offseason, Bagman, who still wandered around Hogwarts from time to time, found Harry.

"Hi! Harry, do you have any new developments in your research on that golden egg?"

Harry has not been in a very happy mood recently, and he didn't want to have too much communication with this open-minded director of the Department of Magic and Sports, he said perfunctorily.

"It's already a bit of an eyebrow."

But Bagman didn't seem to hear the impatience in Harry's mouth at all. He looked around and said to Harry by lowering his voice.

"If you need, I can provide you with a little help, such as a little hint or something."

Harry looked at him in surprise.

"But, but, are you the referee for this game?"

Bagman waved his hand nonchalantly.

"I am very optimistic about you, Harry. To be honest, we are all British wizards. Of course I will be happy to help you."

(End of this chapter)