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Chapter 59 This must be a curse!

The little episode of meeting Harry and Ron did not disturb Sherlock's mood to go out and relax.

Every year around Christmas, as the temperature drops low enough, the water surface of the Black Lake will be covered with a thick layer of ice.

Looking from the top of the castle, it will give people the feeling that a mirror is embedded in the snow.

When Sherlock came to the lake, he had a desire to slip on it.

But there are still a few students around in twos and threes. In order to maintain the character design, he can only restrain this desire as much as possible.

When he walked around the lake and arrived at the Whomping Willow that was hit by Harry and Ron when the school started, he suddenly heard what seemed to be a quarrel between students in front of him.

"What are you doing here, Weasley?" A sarcastic and flirtatious voice sounded.

It was Draco Malfoy, and he was accompanied by the two squires who would always be by his side, Goyle and Crabbe.

And the person he provoked was the third son of the Weasley family, Percy Weasley.

Percy looked extremely indignant at Draco's words.

"You need to show some respect to the prefects!" he said. "I don't like your attitude!"

Draco smiled disdainfully.

"You are the prefect of Gryffindor, so you don't need to use this status to pressure me."

His voice suddenly lowered, with joy in his tone.

"You should already know that your father was fined 50 galleons for that idiot brother of yours, which must be all your family's possessions, right? That's pathetic, so what is your mother's Christmas gift today? A cold sandwich? Haha!"

Goyle and Crabbe laughed in agreement.

Looking at Percy's face contorted with anger, Draco was much happier now.

Since he was punished by Sherlock to clean the toilets on the first floor of the castle until January [-] next year, these days have not had a few good days at all.

Even if he went to Snape and begged him to come forward to exempt himself from punishment, Snape just said indifferently that he deserved it, which made Draco's mood even worse.

A few days ago, because Harry and Ron came to Hogwarts in a flying car, the Ministry of Magic finally punished Mr. Weasley under the operation of Draco's father, Malfoy.

Although they didn't fulfill their father and son's wish to be fired, they also punished Mr. Weasley with 50 Galleons (almost three months' wages).

Coupled with meeting Percy today, Draco couldn't help but bring up this matter, and severely humiliated Percy to vent his anger on himself.

"It's a pity that the Ministry of Magic didn't dismiss your father, otherwise your whole family would have to drink the Northwest Wind!"

Draco vented all the anger he had suffered these days into vicious words, cursing at Percy.

"The thought of that Slytherin descendant should also change, not only to clean up the dirty blood of Hogwarts, but also to clean up you pure-blooded scum, you and your four Stupid brother and sister, they all deserve to die!"

Percy's face was flushed to the extreme, no matter how conservative his temper was, he couldn't bear such humiliation, he raised his wand angrily, and pointed it at Draco.

"Passed out!"

A red beam of light burst out from his wand, swaying and shooting towards Draco at a speed that could not be observed by the naked eye in the air!
Draco never thought that Percy would attack so suddenly. Seeing the curse flying towards him, he had a terrified look on his face, and there was no time to dodge it.

Fortunately, Crabbe grabbed his shoulders and led him to lean to the right, narrowly avoiding Percy's spell.

The Stunning Spell passed Draco's ear, and finally hit a piece of glass on the outer wall of Hogwarts Castle, and there was a crisp cracking sound.

"How dare you curse me!"

Draco's voice shrieked in disbelief.

Everyone knew that Percy Weasley was the most disciplined among the Weasley brothers and liked to follow the rules, so Draco dared to provoke him like this.

But I don't know if his words were too extreme, or because Percy was in a bad mood recently, he actually violated the school rules and attacked Draco first.

After reacting, Draco, Goyle, and Crabbe pulled out their wands together with grim faces.

Although Percy was three grades older than them, Draco had a lot of people on his side, and he wasn't afraid of him at all when they cursed each other.

Seeing that Percy was about to be deflated, a cold voice sounded from the side.

"What do you want to do?"

Hearing that familiar voice, the three of Draco froze when they raised their sticks. They looked angrily at Sherlock who was walking slowly, with an indifferent face, and the villain complained first.

"Professor! It was that Weasley guy who attacked us first! You have to deduct his points! And punish him for cleaning the toilet!"

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

Sherlock's voice was indifferent, like the ice on the black lake, so cold that it could freeze people to death.

Draco was frightened by his momentum all of a sudden, he pursed his lips, not daring to speak again.

Sherlock watched this conflict from beginning to end. He didn't show up when Percy cast a spell on Draco just now, just because he wanted Percy to teach him a lesson.

It's a pity that the spell didn't hit, and Sherlock came forward to help Percy out.

According to the school rules, it was Percy who shot first. If he punished Draco, Percy would definitely not be able to run away.

So Sherlock just said something coldly afterwards.

"What are you still doing here? Do you want me to deduct points from Gryffindor and Slytherin!"

Draco stole a vicious glance at Sherlock, then led his two followers towards the castle.

Percy also left towards the castle in a depressed mood, and he thanked Sherlock in a low voice as he passed by Sherlock.

"Thank you, Professor Forrest."

Sherlock nodded without saying anything.

Looking at their leaving backs, he finally shook his head helplessly.

As a fully closed boarding school, Hogwarts middle school students had quite a few conflicts at all, and some signs of school violence appeared from time to time.

But Sherlock has only been in this castle for less than half a year, and he can't do much, he can only help the persecuted party a little when the time is right.

He raised his head and squinted to see where Percy's Stunning Spell had last hit, a window on the eighth floor of the castle.

From the position point of view, it seems that
Dumbledore's Headmaster's Office!

Putting down the quill in his hand, the aged Dumbledore relieved his stiff body from sitting for a long time.

He frowned and looked at the desk and thought for a long time, but he couldn't think of any official document to give instructions. He pinched a Bibi multi-flavored bean from the candy box beside him and put it in his mouth.

"Pooh!"

Before he chewed it twice, he spat out the multi-flavored bean with a painful expression on his face.

This is the 7th time. The box of multi-flavored beans selected by the old man seems to be full of pepper and earwax flavors, and few of them have normal flavors.

Since opening the Christmas presents this morning, Dumbledore's luck has gone downhill today.

First, when I went downstairs, I accidentally fell down, and when I returned to the office, I received a lot of official letters from the International Federation of Wizards.

On Christmas Day, there are a lot of messy things waiting for him to deal with!
Needless to say, the candy tasted bad, but a real cockroach crawled into the cockroach candy box that Sherlock gave him, and almost made him eat it!

Just when the unlucky old Deng stood up from his chair and was about to walk around the office.

"boom!"

A bright red spell suddenly shattered the glass on his window!
Dumbledore stood in front of the broken window like a clay sculpture, and the cold wind outside the window slapped on his wrinkled face, as if bad luck was teasing him.

He pulled out the Elder Wand with a solemn face, and carefully examined his body.

Something is wrong today, maybe someone put a curse on him!
(End of this chapter)