Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 293 Just a touch is enough

Sherlock nodded slightly: "Understood."

Is this over?

Hermione was a little surprised; she had thought she had been exposed!
But thinking about it, it makes sense. That incident was just too bizarre. No matter how much Sherlock's imagination ran wild, he couldn't have imagined it.

Although she felt somewhat guilty, Professor McGonagall had made her swear not to tell anyone, so she had no choice but to keep it from Sherlock.

What if Sherlock were to discover the truth one day...

As long as you don't say it voluntarily, it doesn't count as breaking your vow, right?
Thinking of this, Hermione's tense mood relaxed again.

Cho Chang chatted with Harry for a long time before leaving when her roommate Alicia came to call her.

"Stop staring at them now that they've walked away!"

Hermione joked, "If Ginny saw this, she'd be heartbroken!"

Harry blushed slightly and coughed lightly, "Um... we should go to class, Hagrid is still waiting!"

Hermione couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Unlike me, Harry doesn't have a tanned, wheat-colored complexion, which is easily noticeable when he blushes.

However, seeing that he had already begun to forcibly change the subject, Hermione stopped talking.

Actually, she had known Cho Chang even longer than Harry, so she knew this girl who was a year ahead of them quite well.

Being assigned to Ravenclaw, which represents wisdom, means one must be clever and quick-witted.

Judging from her attitude towards her roommate during the Easter case that year, she was still a kind and gentle girl.

Furthermore, Qiu Zhang is much prettier than me, and she is also more talented in sports.

Hermione thought for a moment and was surprised to find that Cho Chang was practically the perfect woman in the eyes of boys, with almost no flaws.

No wonder even Harry, the savior of the magical world...

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at Sherlock again.

However, the Lion King's attention had already shifted outside the castle.

When the three of them walked out of the castle, the rain had stopped, and Ron was waiting for them not far away.

Hermione and Ron remained silent, so Harry had no choice but to go up and start a conversation with Ron.

With his good friend's comfort, Ron's mood gradually improved.

Brothers are still the best!
Women will only slow down the speed at which I draw my wand!

Look at Sherlock, with Hermione by his side, he's completely neglecting his brothers!

Listening to Ron's complaints, Harry felt nothing but helplessness.

Thankfully, Ron didn't know he had just held hands with Cho Chang, otherwise...

Banishing the thought from his mind, he and Ron walked toward the Forbidden Forest, discussing the upcoming course on protecting magical creatures.

The Hogwarts campus felt very pleasant after the rain.

The sky was a refreshing pale gray, and the air was filled with the unique scent of grass after the rain, which was very pleasant to smell.

Because the heavy rain had just stopped, the grass was still wet.

While it doesn't provide the same relief as snow when you step on it, it still gives you a springy feeling.

When Hermione saw the two neat rows of marks left by Sherlock and herself on the grass, she was struck by a sudden thought.

"By the way, Sherlock, are you still planning to continue taking divination classes?"

She stopped walking as she spoke.

It turned out that Sherlock continued walking forward as if he hadn't heard it.

Hermione: (╬◣д◢)

"Sherlock, I'm talking to you!"

"Sorry, what did you just say?"

Seeing Sherlock's innocent expression, Hermione took a deep breath: "Are you going to have Divination class next period?"

"decide as things go……"

Sherlock said casually, "If the conflict continues like today, let's try other courses."

"I plan to take a few more lessons, and if it's still like this..."

Hermione took a deep breath. "I might just stop learning it."

“This isn’t like you, my dear Hermione,” Sherlock said with a smile as Henrietta pouted. “I always thought you wanted all twelve certificates.”

"That's what I used to think."

Hermione never hid anything when talking to Sherlock about studying this subject:
"But if learning Divination means I have to pretend to see a death omen in a pile of tea leaves, then I'd rather not learn it at all... Wait, what's this Slytherin student here?"

"The Protection of Magical Creatures class is with Slytherin students, just like Divination class is with Ravenclaw students."

"This is terrible. I just hope Hagrid is well-prepared..."

Hermione said with some concern.

Hagrid was already standing at the door of his hut waiting for the students, with his seemingly fierce but actually cowardly hound, Fang, standing at his feet.

"Come on, come on, hurry up, I have some good stuff to show you!"

Because he has been in charge of welcoming first-year students every year, Haig is quite adept at attracting customers.

"Is everyone here? Okay, follow me—trust me, this class will be exciting and unforgettable!"

Upon hearing Hagrid's words, Harry became worried and couldn't help but whisper to Ron beside him:
"He wouldn't lead us into the Forbidden Forest, would he?"

"I can't say."

The thought that Hagrid had fed an eight-eyed giant spider, paired it up, and allowed it to develop a massive colony in the Forbidden Forest made Ron realize that it was no wonder Hagrid had done such a thing.

In fact, ever since Ron learned the whole story of Hagrid's dismissal fifty years ago, he had had one thought in his mind. Hagrid was indeed wronged, but his dismissal was by no means unjust.

Of course, he never told anyone what was on his mind.

Although he felt that his idea was not wrong.

Fortunately, although Hagrid was from Gryffindor, he wasn't reckless enough to openly take his students to the Forbidden Forest. Instead, he led them to the surrounding pastures.

Sherlock and Harry were very familiar with the paths leading to the Forbidden Forest.

After all, the two of them had been here more than once.

However, the three-headed dog he called Momo was no longer in the fenced-off ranch.

Neither of them cared about where the big dog had gone.

"Everyone, gather around this fence!"

Hagrid is tall and strong, with a powerful voice that amplifies his own voice. Even in this open suburb, he doesn't need to use an amplification spell to speak in a normal voice.

"Everyone can see it, okay, first you need to open your textbooks—"

"How do I open it?" Malfoy interrupted Hagrid in a lazy voice.

Hagrid didn't react for a moment, "Huh?"

"I said, how do I open the textbook?"

Although his tone was unpleasant, he wasn't deliberately causing trouble this time.

He took his copy of "The Monster Book of Monsters" out of his bag and showed it to Hagrid.

Clearly, Malfoy did what Harry wanted to do but couldn't—tie the book securely with rope.

With him taking the lead, the other students also took out their textbooks one after another.

Some people, like Malfoy, tied their books together; others stuffed them into narrow, tight bags; and still others simply clipped them together with large clips.

Seeing this, Harry couldn't help but feel a little strange. He had written to Hagrid about the possibility of this happening, so had he done nothing?

Harry never expected that although Hagrid received his letter, he only paid attention to the first part of it.

He completely ignored his warning.

Because in Hagrid's view, it was only natural that touching "The Book of Monsters" would calm them down, and there was no need to explain it.

confidence!

The result is what it is now.

In any case, Harry felt he had to stand up for Hagrid.

Without saying a word, he took out "The Monster Book of Monsters" and was about to slap Malfoy in the face in front of the whole class.

However, someone else acted even faster. "Heh, you don't even know the correct way to open it, how ridiculous!"

Ron swiftly pulled out the book, then ran it along the spine from top to bottom, and the book that was about to bite open immediately unfolded.

Following Ron's actions, the rest of the class also took out "The Book of Monsters" and, under Malfoy's increasingly unpleasant gaze, dealt with them just like Ron had.

The students looked at each other and realized that not many people knew this move; it probably only accounted for about a third of the class.

They had all bought the books before Sherlock visited Flourish and Blotts.

At that time, the bookstore manager had not yet learned the correct way to operate the business.

But ever since then, the bookstore manager has naturally told the young wizards who go to buy books this.

Once they learn the correct way to use it, they will naturally teach their relatives and friends.

This put the students, led by Malfoy, in an awkward position.

Hagrid, seeing this, was delighted: "That's right, just petting them is enough, isn't that fun?"

Hagrid was unaware that he had benefited from Sherlock and Harry's fame, and still confidently believed that this was only natural.

If none of the students know the correct way to do it, Malfoy will start mocking them at this point.

However, at this moment, facing the strange looks from most people, he suddenly fell silent.

Hagrid, on the other hand, was full of confidence and immediately showed everyone today's protagonist in the textbook—the hippogriff.

"Just like their name suggests, the Hippogriff has the head and wings of a giant eagle and the body of a horse."

It originated in Europe, but is now widely distributed all over the world—but that's not important. I think you'd love to see it in person, not just look at pictures, right?

Looking at the illustrations and explanations in the book, the whole class looked at each other in bewilderment.

how to say?

I still want to see it, but this thing is classified as ××× by the British Ministry of Magic.

Although Lockhart brought along many magical creatures of the ××× level or even ×××× level to class last year.

But... that's Lockhart, the guy who could fight Professor Snape to a draw.

If it were Hagrid, would he have that ability?

Hagrid, oblivious to the doubt in his classmates' eyes, continued speaking in a loud voice:

"Very good, I can see how impatient you are!"
"You all stay here and don't move. I'll bring the little cuties over soon!"

Watching Hagrid turn and walk into the Forbidden Forest with a clean and decisive motion, everyone couldn't help but look at each other in bewilderment once again.

"Can't wait?"

"Little cutie?"

"We?"

Isn't this right?
　Today is May 520th, everyone hurry up and ask your wives or girlfriends to buy you gifts!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)