Daily life of HP Sherlock Holmes

Since Sherlock Holmes entered Hogwarts, a new door has slowly opened to young wizards.

Maybe older wizards don't have any special impression of Gerald Holmes, a young wizard, because they are really too busy. They have to pass two important exams between the fifth grade and the seventh grade, and they are looking for a job. I have to start looking for channels. I may have heard the name of the little wizard Gerald Holmes—and he followed Harry Potter—at most, I think this little wizard is the savior’s little follower or something.On the contrary, the older people in each college may know a little more, but it will only be one more year, and they will not be as keen on gossip like the little wizards in the third and fourth grades, or have too much exposure to and heard like the first and second grades.

Gerrard's greatest influence should be on the group of young wizards in the second grade. From Slytherin to Gryffindor, many young wizards are more curious about Gerrard than they are about Harry.Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw also spread the miraculous stories about this man, but due to the characteristics of these two colleges, except for Ravenclaw regretting why Gerald is not in his own college, people in both colleges are the same He kept a safe distance from the little wizard.

Needless to say, Slytherin's weird attention to Gerrard, from their poor dean to the poor second-year-old wizard, they all love and hate Gerrard-well, there is not much love, There is only endless hatred - because this guy is so cheap, he won't leave room for anything.It seems that the reserved beauty unique to the British does not exist in him at all, and I am afraid that his words did not pierce the deepest part of people's hearts.

"So, Draco, you'd better be honest, what is the nature of your friendship with Potter and Holmes?" Zabini reclined on the sofa, and the platinum-blond haired man sat opposite him. The little handsome guy, but unfortunately that little handsome guy didn't pay attention to him.

Draco was engrossed in the stand-alone game on the big-screen phone in his hand, and turned a deaf ear to Zabini's question. The two big men behind him were also engrossed in watching the progress of the game. Their expressions perfectly interpreted the intensity of the game.

Pansy shrugged, and gave Zabini a sympathetic look. The Slytherins around her were so obsessed with Draco. To be honest, if it wasn't for Draco's attention to his cell phone They cherish it too much, and if they don't let others touch it, they really want to play it! !

That stand-alone game of Magic Continent looks so interesting!

"Well, it seems that I am really inconspicuous at all, Pansy, can you see me?" Zabini said mockingly to himself, and Pansy gave him a wink.

"If my eyes are all right, I can see you very clearly, my dear Blaise."

"Then it doesn't look like I'm dark enough to blend into the background." Zabini propped his face with one hand and looked at Draco boredly, but Draco completely ignored the two guys who were talking in front of him.

This pure-blooded little wizard who is addicted to video games has reached the last critical moment. The boss has only more than 200 points of blood left. He only needs a critical strike to end today's level, and his own blood is running out. I realized that if this wave of boss attacks can't be missed, my breakthrough today will be over!

"Damn it!" Draco angrily put the phone back on the sofa, with the word "gameover" shining brightly on it!The next moment, Draco took the phone back again, and the dark color threw the phone into his pocket with some resentment, and then he raised his head: "Brace, Pansy, why are you here?!"

Coincidentally, Blaise and Pansy rolled their eyes together, not wanting to talk to the little bastard Draco at all.

"Forget it, I don't have time. I may be late tonight. You can move freely." Draco glanced at the time, turned his head and said to the two big men, Goyle and Clark, and then he stood up impatiently. He got up, picked up the schoolbag on the coffee table in front of him, checked the books in it, and left in a hurry.

"Ha, it's definitely a date with Gryffindor." Pansy curled her lips, elegantly picked up the black tea on the table, and took a sip bored.

"People from Gryffindor can always confuse Slytherin, can't they?" Zabini blinked, otherwise there would be no Hogwarts school.

"That depends on what kind of Gryffindor it is!" Pansy said sharply.

If it's just Gryffindors like Potter, Granger, and Weasley, Slytherin is absolutely not interested, and will be [-]% irritated.But if it was a Gryffindor like Sherlock Holmes... Pansy thought for a while, and estimated that he would definitely stay far away from that kind of person, but boys who are born with a passion for adventure may not be so...

And... Hermione looked at Harry and Ron who were having a great time discussing a murder in a secret room with Gerald. Detective is already a cool profession for ordinary people. In his mind, a detective can always see all the truth, analyze the murderer's mysterious modus operandi, and hold the audience perfectly by himself, becoming the focus of everyone's amazement.If this detective is more handsome, and his methods of solving the case or his rhetoric are more dizzying and incomprehensible, then he is simply an idol of the whole people!

No wonder little boys want to be detectives.

Hermione thought conclusively, then silently closed the detective novel in her hand, and happily joined the discussion of the case with her friends.

"So, the murderer didn't leave that room at all before the first witness arrived?!" Harry asked intently.

"Yes, based on the freshness of the corpse and the air density of the entire room, this speculation is very possible." Gerald flipped through the case file and said, "But this is also speculation, because the information given in the file The information is actually not complete, and all our judgments are based on the words and perceptions of eyewitnesses and witnesses, as well as the police, as to how the murderer escaped without anyone noticing, everything needs to be judged based on the actual situation at the scene."

"Okay, my dear Harry, don't embarrass your little head. If you have that free time, why don't you write Professor Snape's potion homework?" Hermione said with a very sweet smile .

Harry and Ron were hit hard immediately, and Ron changed the subject: "It's already time, um, I mean, it's been 5 minutes since our appointment time, why hasn't Draco come yet?"

They agreed to have a small meeting in the Room of Requirement this Saturday afternoon, in which Harry would show everyone the gadgets he got from his godfather, and Gerald would talk about the extermination of Voldemort's remnants by the way. The progress of the film, while Hermione showed the goals they need to complete this semester, Ron was incidental, he had no plans, and said that he completely followed everyone's instructions.

"I'm here!" Draco came in, he pulled the phone in his pocket to make sure it was still where it should be, and then entered the room. "Hermione, did you decorate the house again today?"

"Of course!" Hermione looked around in satisfaction.

Four large floor-to-ceiling windows, the white clouds and blue sky outside are very beautiful, the house is surrounded by bookcases, filled with books, surrounded by sofas and scattered pillows in the middle, and there is a table in front of everyone, the height is just right, on the table There were books and papers, and quills slanted into black inkpots.

Draco walked in, his wizard robe was loose, he was carrying a schoolbag in his hand, and the carpet under his feet was very soft, which made him relax, "So, what is our theme today?"

"Let me report on our respective recent situation, and think about whether to expand our secret small group." Gerald said lazily. He leaned on a pillow, closed the file in his hand, and then left. side.

"Well, it seems that today is the report meeting?" Draco sat next to Hermione, and Hermione smiled politely at Draco, "I thought I was going to do my homework or something, by the way, my homework has already been done." Finished writing, do you want to check it?"

"No, I still have great confidence in you, it's just some people who need to be checked!" Hermione said without hesitation.

Some people immediately moved the parchment on the table aside.

Gerald pressed the curly hair on his head, and felt that his hair had grown a little recently, and his clothes were a little too small. It seemed that it was time to buy some new clothes: "Okay, let's start our first session now." An issue, about Voldemort."

In the next moment, everyone's attention was focused.

Gerald took out his notebook and opened it. Only he could understand the ghostly symbols on it: "After returning from Hangleton, our diligent professors did not rest. To be honest, I really did not." Thinking that Sherlock was able to appear in Hogsmeade and visited Hogwarts..."

"What did you say?! A Muggle appeared in Hogwarts?!" Draco and Ron opened their eyes wide.

"Yes, even though it's summer vacation, Ron, Harry, do you remember the week when Sherlock and Dr. Watson disappeared? Mycroft told me they were off to solve the case, and it wasn't, that guy Arrived at Hogwarts." Gerald said calmly, why did he know - because after arriving at the school, this guy in the communication with Sherlock didn't care to say anything...

"Merlin, this is impossible, you must know that Hogwarts has set up a lot of spells against Muggles!" Draco frowned.

"How do you think our castle administrators exist?!" Gerald was calm. Squibs are equivalent to ordinary people, and wizards without magical powers are fundamentally no different from ordinary people. "Well, now is not the time to discuss this. After Sherlock came, he observed on the spot and talked with the previous headmaster. He thought that Voldemort had a morbid sense of attachment and belonging to Hogwarts. Why did it happen? The reason... Well, I won’t say much about this, it belongs to the category of developmental psychology and abnormal psychology, if you are interested, you can study it in private.”

"Well, developmental psychology and abnormal psychology? I'll write it down." Hermione wrote furiously.

"Sherlock's conclusion is that there is an [-]% chance that Voldemort will put a piece of his soul in the place where he set sail all his life."