Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts

Although he had only known him for a short time, Ron already considered Harry a friend.

Plus, Malfoy had not only offended Harry but also insulted Sherlock and himself, so Ron naturally had to stand up for them.

Harry stared coldly at Malfoy: "Say that again."

Although he was introverted and reluctant to argue with people, his parents were a red line for him, and he would never allow any insults.

"Oh, you want to fight, do you?"

Malfoy was a little surprised by the courage of Harry and Ron, but after looking at Crabbe and Goyle beside him, he sneered.

He noticed out of the corner of his eye that Sherlock had not stood up with Harry and Ron, and the look of contempt in his eyes deepened.

Mudbloods are mudbloods, they have no guts at all.

The Weasleys may be a disgrace to pure-bloods, but they are much better than him.

At this time, Crabbe and Goyle had already stepped forward with the awareness of lackeys, looking down at the three.

In fact, Harry's heart was not as brave as he looked.

Because Crabbe and Goyle were much bigger than him and Ron, he was a little nervous at the moment.

Ron was about the same, and the two of them were just putting on a brave front.

After all, they were still elementary school students, so the timidity that the two unconsciously revealed was immediately noticed by Crabbe and Goyle, and they became even more disdainful.

As for Sherlock, they didn't take him seriously at all, just like Malfoy.

A timid Mudblood was not worth mentioning at all.

So, after discovering that Harry and Ron were bluffing and Sherlock was timid as a mouse, Goyle took the lead.

He stretched his evil hand towards the Chocolate Frog next to Ron:

"These snacks are good, but now they're mine!"

"Let go!"

When it came to food, Ron finally overcame the fear in his heart and lunged forward.

Unfortunately, he was pushed down by Goyle before he could even touch him.

Effortlessly.

Seeing this situation, Harry was stunned.

At this moment, Goyle, who was two heads taller than him, couldn't help but remind him of his cousin Dudley, who had been bullying him since he was a child.

He wanted to do something, but the psychological shadow formed since childhood made his body a little disobedient.

Watching Goyle laugh and tear open the packaging, a thought grew in Harry's mind:

I was bullied before I came to Hogwarts, and I'm still being bullied after I came to Hogwarts, so didn't I come here for nothing?

Just as Harry was about to fall into despair.

Goyle, who was about to tear open the snack, suddenly let out a scream.

A strong and powerful hand suddenly gripped his wrist tightly.

Goyle screamed and waved his hand trying to break free, but the hand, though not big, held his wrist tightly like an iron hoop.

"I say, you guys..."

Sherlock, who had been ignored by the three of Malfoy, slowly stood up.

He pinched Goyle's wrist, with a look of helplessness on his face: "Before taking other people's things, shouldn't you say hello first?"

Goyle couldn't help but bend over in pain.

Sherlock was not short to begin with, and now that he stood up straight, he became the one looking down.

"Sherlock!"

Seeing this scene, Harry couldn't help but exclaim, his voice full of joy.

At this moment, Sherlock's figure became incredibly tall in his eyes.

Ron also struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes full of surprise as he looked at Sherlock.

A big shot is carrying them!

"Let him go!"

At this time, Crabbe also reacted and rushed towards Sherlock.

"Careful!"

Harry finally overcame the fear in his heart and planned to help.

But before he could rush up, the situation had changed.

Facing Crabbe who was rushing towards him, Sherlock nodded, "Okay."

Saying that, he let go of Goyle's hand.

Goyle immediately fell to the ground.

However, before his body could land, he received a quick and vicious uppercut from Sherlock on his chin.

At the same time, Crabbe also rushed over.

Sherlock stretched out his leg as if inadvertently.

"Thump!"

Crabbe immediately fell flat on his face.

Then Sherlock retracted the hand that gave Goyle the uppercut and gave Crabbe one as well.

Goyle and Crabbe had already begun to hug their heads and howl in pain.

Although these two could be considered physically strong among their peers, they were only 11 years old after all, and their ability to withstand blows was really not that strong.

Moreover, they were facing Sherlock, a professional.

At this time, Sherlock's eyes had turned to Malfoy, whose face had changed drastically and was constantly retreating, and gave him a friendly smile:

"Mr. Malfoy of the pure-blood family, would you like to try it too?"

Sherlock's smile at this moment looked like a devil in Malfoy's eyes.

He never expected that the other party could defeat Goyle and Crabbe with his own strength.

No, it shouldn't be said that he defeated them, but rather crushed them.

This guy doesn't look like a wizard at all!

He no longer had the arrogance he had just now, and retreated again and again, quickly leaving the carriage.

Crabbe and Goyle followed closely behind, also scrambling to escape.

Sherlock did not stop them, letting them leave.

At this time, Harry and Ron looked at Sherlock with only admiration.

The previous thought appeared in Harry's mind once again—if only he could always follow him.

"That was amazing, Sherlock, how did you do it?"

"They are too weak," Sherlock didn't feel proud at all, "My family used to hire teachers to teach me some fencing and boxing."

"Boxing?"

"Fencing?"

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and they couldn't help but imagine Sherlock wielding his wand like a long sword and fighting with others.

A close-combat wizard?

It's so weird!

"Is Mudblood a curse word?"

Sherlock suddenly opened his mouth, interrupting Harry and Ron's imagination.

Harry looked at Ron in confusion, and Ron was stunned, as if he had not yet recovered from the shock just now.

It was not until after a while that he explained in a low voice:

"It is a very insulting and vicious term for Muggles, very unpleasant, and only those evil, hopeless, and extremely bastard dark wizards would call Muggles that."

"I see..."

Sherlock showed a thoughtful look, "Is Malfoy also this kind of person?"

"Not really."

Although Ron hated Malfoy and his family, he didn't think they were that bad.

So he added, "Those guys in Slytherin also call them that—Malfoy is definitely going to enter Slytherin."

Hearing Ron's explanation, Sherlock thought for a moment and said:

"Ron, I have two questions."