Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts

"Amazing, you can identify so many materials!"

Hearing Sherlock's description, Hagrid's eyes grew brighter and brighter: "What else do you see?"

"From the calluses on your hands, you've done a lot of digging."

"I've been a gamekeeper for over forty years, it's my job."

"You often cook for yourself and enjoy it."

"That's not bad."

"You like to drink mead."

"Absolutely correct."

"You were entrusted to retrieve something important from Gringotts Wizarding Bank.

After you retrieved it, someone broke in illegally to steal it.

But because you were one step ahead, the theft was unsuccessful.

Also, although you think the place where you're keeping it now is safe, you're still very concerned about it."

Hagrid suddenly stood up, the chair falling to the ground with a loud bang because of the sudden movement.

But he was completely unaware at this moment, his eyes were wide like copper bells, pointing at Sherlock, and after a long while, he suddenly realized as if he had found the truth:

"Harry told you, didn't he?"

Harry was about to deny it, but Sherlock shook his head, "No, actually this is simpler than the previous speculation."

As he said that, he reached out and pulled out a small piece of paper pressed under the teapot warmer.

It was a report clipped from the Daily Prophet.

The title above was "Latest Report on Illegal Intrusion at Gringotts."

Hagrid was speechless upon seeing this.

Instead, Harry couldn't help but exclaim: "That day was my birthday! Hagrid, it's very likely we were there when it happened!"

Hagrid took a deep breath, rubbed his nose and said, "Mr. Holmes, Harry is right, your reasoning ability is too amazing—it's exactly as you said.

But... we don't need to talk about it now, let's try my rock cakes first!"

He stiffly changed the subject while enthusiastically handing out food to the three of them.

Just like Sherlock said, he was very passionate about cooking.

It's just that his cooking skills were disastrous.

It's not an exaggeration to say that the rock cakes almost broke Harry and Ron's teeth.

Out of politeness, Harry and Ron could only try to pretend that they loved eating them.

As for Sherlock, after trying to squeeze the rock cake with force, his eyes lit up.

Then he directly asked Hagrid to pack them up to take away.

Hagrid was a little doubtful when he saw that Sherlock didn't eat the cake, but he was extremely happy when he heard this request and hurriedly agreed.

As a result, when the three of them left, their pockets were full and heavy.

"I don't understand."

Even a foodie like Ron was a little skeptical about life because of the rock cakes at this moment.

"Sherlock, why did you bring them, you can't even bite them..."

As he said that, he took out a cake and smashed it to the side.

There was a cracking sound, and a branch broke.

As for the rock cake... naturally, it was unharmed.

"That's because your understanding of it is biased."

Sherlock reached out and knocked on his head, "You have to try to change your thinking—don't treat it as food, but treat it as equipment, then this thing will become very practical."

Harry: Σ(°△°|||)︴

Ron: (lll￢ω￢)

The two didn't take it seriously, thinking Sherlock was just joking.

After all, this was just a small episode.

Harry was most concerned about the Gringotts Wizarding Bank incident.

So he simply described to Sherlock in detail how Hagrid took a small package from vault 713 in Gringotts before taking him to withdraw money.

Now he has gradually developed the habit of asking Sherlock whenever he encounters problems.

After getting more detailed information from Harry, Sherlock nodded.

"As I expected, Hagrid was entrusted—Dumbledore thought Gringotts was not safe enough, so he wanted to transfer the location."

"Now it seems Dumbledore was right! If we were any later, that thing might have been snatched by the robbers."

Ron couldn't help but say, congratulating himself for having such a visionary and wise headmaster.

"No, that's just your subjective conjecture."

Sherlock pointed out his loophole mercilessly, "According to Harry's experience and Hagrid's statement, Gringotts' safety factor is no lower than Hogwarts'.

Even if that thing was not taken away by Hagrid, that person may not be able to leave safely with it."

Just as Ron was about to refute, Sherlock said again, "Of course, this is just a possibility, maybe that person can really break through Gringotts' defense.

After all, he is still at large so far."

"Sherlock, don't you want to catch him?"

Harry asked anxiously.

"Bringing every criminal to justice has always been my interest—but now it seems it will be difficult to achieve."

"Why? You can definitely do it with your ability!"

Harry asked in confusion.

"Oh, my dear friend", Sherlock looked at the savior of the wizarding world, and as expected, he saw clear stupidity in his eyes, "I'm glad you trust me so much—but neither Gringotts Wizarding Bank nor the Ministry of Magic would ask a first-year student from a magic school to investigate such a theft case."

Harry was speechless upon hearing this.

Yes, Sherlock is only 11 years old after all, who would do this except those who have truly seen his abilities?

Even Hagrid, who trusted him so much, was still thinking about testing him after hearing Sherlock's description, wasn't he?

Looking at Harry who was in a heavy mood, Sherlock didn't say anything more.

In fact, if he really wanted to investigate this case, there were still ways.

With Hagrid's personality, it was not difficult to get information from his mouth.

What's more, there was also Dumbledore.

But compared to this case, there are more attractive things to Sherlock now.

A whole new world.

For him, who has always believed in science, the attraction of magic is too great.

Moreover, this is the magic world, the Ministry of Magic can't be like Scotland Yard, right?

Sherlock shook his head and threw this ridiculous idea out of his mind.

Time always slips away quietly without knowing it.

It has been a month since Sherlock came to Hogwarts.

Besides class, his time is almost all devoted to several professors.

Of course, only the courses he finds useful.

He only listens to the parts of the History of Magic that he finds useful, and occasionally asks Professor Binns questions.

As for Professor Quirrell's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, he simply asked for leave and didn't go to class after listening for two weeks.

Anyway, listening to his lectures is no different from reading the textbook himself, it's just a waste of time.