Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 287 It's All Sherlock's Fault

On the first day of school, everyone arrived early at the auditorium to have breakfast and pick up their class schedules.

The Weasley twins, now in fifth grade, kindly handed Sherlock and Harry their class schedules.

“After the third year, everyone’s schedule is different,” Fred Weasley said.

“Hey, you two are something else, both of you selected all the options. Are you planning to get 12 certificates like Percy?” George Weasley said.

"Why didn't you just hand me my class schedule as well?"

Ron looked at Sherlock and Harry, who were looking at their timetables, and said with displeasure.

“Because it’s inconvenient,” Fred Weasley said.

“You can go get it yourself, and while you’re at it, hand me the marmalade,” George Weasley said.

"How can this be possible? I..."

"Harry!"

Before Ron could finish speaking, a familiar voice rang out, and Harry felt a shiver run down his spine.

The Gryffindor students at the table all turned their heads and saw Colin Corvinus appear with a smile on his face.

"Oh no!" Harry immediately covered his face upon seeing this.

“I suddenly remembered I have something to do, so I’ll be going now,” Fred Weasley said.

“Yes, yes, yes, Lee Jordan told us he found a new passage,” George Weasley said.

After saying this, the two of them turned and left together, as if they had planned it beforehand.

"Sherlock, look at this..."

“Use the methods Professor Lockhart taught you to deal with him, my friend.”

Hearing Sherlock's suggestion, Harry reluctantly took a deep breath and looked at Colin.

"It's you, Crevi!"

He did his best to put on an annoying appearance:
"On the first day of school, are you already planning to ruin my precious mealtime with your boring nonsense?"

Colin, who had been beaming with excitement, suddenly became reserved upon seeing Harry's expression and hearing his somewhat impolite words.

"No, I didn't, I just wanted to say hello..."

"Is that so? Then I can tell you that I've finished my greetings, and you can leave now."

"Okay, okay..."

Colin nodded subconsciously, then left, turning back every few steps.

Harry hardened his heart and continued to express his "I'm busy" attitude through his nostrils.

"Harry, your expression is absolutely priceless!"

Ron, looking on in shock, asked, "Who taught you all this?"

"Didn't Sherlock just say it was Professor Lockhart...?"

"Ha, it seems he's not a completely useless bum after all. At least he did teach you some interesting things."

"To be honest, I don't want to do this because it always reminds me of Malfoy."

“That little glutton is nowhere near as good as you. I heard from George that when the Dementors came to the car last night, he crawled into Fred and George’s compartment and was so scared he almost peed his pants.”

"But he didn't faint."

"Forget about all that, Harry."

Hermione, who had been staring at her timetable, looked up after hearing Harry's words and offered words of comfort:
"Everyone felt terrible at the time. The Dementors had sucked away all our happiness, and I felt like my internal organs were about to freeze."

Ron also tried to encourage his good friend: "My dad once came back from Azkaban and was completely limp and shaking."

Don't worry, only we know about this. As long as no one tells anyone, we can pretend it never happened.

Sherlock, unusually, agreed with Ron's opinion: "If you can't ignore what others think, then don't let more people know about this."

Hearing Sherlock say that, Harry breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Just as Ron said, the only people who knew about this were his three good friends in the cubicle at the beginning and Professor Lupin.

Then there were Qiu Zhang and Ginny who arrived later.

Neither of them are the type to publicize this matter.

Fortunately, Malfoy didn't come to this carriage yesterday, otherwise the whole school would have known about it by now.

Harry had just thought of Malfoy when he saw him walking in his direction, and he couldn't help but be slightly taken aback.

What a coincidence?

Noticing Harry's gaze, the three friends all looked over.

Ron asked instinctively, "What's he doing here? And why is he alone? Where are Crabbe and Goyle?"

“They won’t come,” Sherlock said confidently, his gaze sweeping over the Slytherin table.

Ron asked curiously, "Why?"

"Because he didn't want others to see what was about to happen."

Before Ron could ask any more questions, Malfoy had already arrived in front of them.

"Potter."

Malfoy walked up to Harry and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that only Sherlock, Hermione, and Ron were beside him.

"Is there something you need, Malfoy?" Harry asked coldly.

It's no exaggeration to say that Harry's personality has some saintly elements.

As long as you don't completely offend him, he won't particularly dislike someone. Even if he does dislike someone, he can forgive them as long as they correct their behavior in time.

For this reason, the Dursleys, Professor Snape, and Filch were all removed from the "Harry Potter's Hates" list.

Now only Draco Malfoy and his father, Lucius Malfoy, remain.

This shows how much they hate them.

However, to Harry's utter surprise, Malfoy's first words upon seeing him were:

"I'm sorry, Harry."

"what?"

Harry was immediately stunned.

Hermione and Ron looked at Malfoy in astonishment, both wondering if the sun had risen in the west.

Only Sherlock remained unmoved, as if he had expected this all along.

The three men's surprised expressions made Malfoy both embarrassed and angry.

However, he suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind and recited his lines as prepared beforehand:
"I apologize for what I did last year and hope you can forgive me."

"Uh……"

Harry was stunned. What was going on?
Sherlock chuckled lightly: "I hope you truly recognize your mistake, and are not just apologizing because you were forced by others, Young Master Chrome."

With Sherlock's reminder, Harry immediately understood.

Gemma Farley!

It was her! She actually kept her word!
Malfoy looked at Sherlock, his gray eyes flashing, his expression shifting between light and shadow.

In his opinion, if it weren't for Sherlock, he would never have looked so badly defeated by Harry.

On September 1, 1991, the Hogwarts Express arrived.

That was the first time I officially met Harry—not counting the time in Diagon Alley.

Harry rejected his advances, which infuriated him.

However, it was precisely because of Sherlock's presence that Crabbe and Goyle were easily defeated, leaving Sherlock to suffer a silent loss.

After school officially started, it was Sherlock who kept protecting Harry, leaving Harry with no outlet for his energy and only able to gain some verbal advantage.

Finally, the school year arrived, and his father, with his strategic planning and extensive connections, orchestrated a grand spectacle in conjunction with the Ministry of Magic and the school board.

Unexpectedly, the final result was that he lost more than he gained.

Not only did he fail to get rid of Arthur Weasley and Dumbledore, but he also ended up being expelled from the Board of Trustees.

In order to regain the support of the Ministry of Magic, he had to pay a large sum of money.

In addition, the seven Nimbus 2001s are by no means a small number.

Unfortunately, Slytherin not only lost to Gryffindor, but the subsequent tournament was also canceled due to the Chamber of Secrets incident, which caused them to lose even the chance to regain the championship.

These things were already bad enough.

What's even more frustrating is that the Farley family also made a move before the start of this semester.

Before this, neither Draco Malfoy nor Lucius Malfoy had expected that the usually unassuming Farley family would put so much pressure on them.

As a pure-blood family in the wizarding world, the Farley family, not among the twenty-eight magical pure-blood families, has always been relatively unknown, and its reputation is not as high as that of the Malfoy family or the Potter family.

But once the other party made a move, Lucius realized that this family had been lying low all along.

Malfoy came to apologize today because of the immense pressure from Gemma Farley.

Ultimately, all of this is because of Sherlock.

If Sherlock hadn't been protecting Harry, Malfoy could have attacked Harry directly at school without any hesitation.

If Sherlock hadn't uncovered the truth, Arthur Weasley would have been expelled from the Ministry of Magic for negligence last year, and Dumbledore would have been expelled from Hogwarts as well.

Without Sherlock's relationship with Gemma, the Farley family would never have resorted to such coercion.

Even the punch Harry gave himself in the chin last time was taught by Sherlock!

So, it's all Sherlock's fault!
To this day, Malfoy's hatred for Sherlock has surpassed that for Harry.

So when Gemma asked Malfoy to apologize to Harry and Colin, Malfoy agreed almost without hesitation.

Firstly, it was for the sake of his family, and secondly, it was because he had shifted his hatred from Harry to Sherlock.

Two pairs of gray eyes stared at each other for a moment, but in the end, Malfoy couldn't bear it and looked away first:

"Potter, I've said everything I needed to say. That's enough."

After saying this, Malfoy said no more, turned around and left without saying a word to Hermione and Ron.

Despite his hatred, he still didn't have the guts to go against Sherlock.

"It's like the sun rose in the west! Malfoy actually apologized to you? Harry, did you catch him doing something wrong?"

Ron looked at his good brother and exclaimed in disbelief.

Hermione pondered for a moment and said, "I'm also wondering if this Malfoy was transformed by someone else using Polyjuice Potion..."

“You’re overthinking it,” Harry said with a wry smile. “I think this must be what Prefect Gemma, oh, President Gemma, meant.”

"Gemma Farley?"

Hermione felt a chill run down her spine when she heard Harry mention the name.

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