Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 310 She's got the guts to sleep next to Sherlock!

"He's quite dedicated."

As the trembling student line slowly moved forward under the pressure of the administrator, Argus Filch, Ron, who was at the back of the line, said irritably.

Hermione glanced at him, opened her mouth as if to speak, but ultimately remained silent.

She knew very well that if she spoke at that moment, the two of them would start arguing.

I'd better just say nothing.

She had already decided that once they arrived at Hogsmeade, she would part ways with Harry and Ron.

I happen to have a lot to say to Sherlock alone.

Harry sighed upon seeing this.

I wonder when my two good friends will be able to make up and go back to normal.

Harry firmly believed that everything would be alright as long as Sherlock intervened.

Unfortunately, Sherlock was completely indifferent to Hermione and Ron's cold war, so there was nothing he could do.

When it was Sherlock's turn, Filch surprisingly showed a smile:
"Mrs. Lorris is doing very well lately, Mr. Holmes. The methods you taught me are really useful."

"Keep it up."

Thanks to Sherlock, the student ranks behind him moved at an increased speed.

Speechless all the way.

Upon arriving at the entrance to Hogsmeade Village, the four immediately split into two groups.

Ron snorted as he watched Hermione pull Sherlock away.
"I think she's treating Sherlock like her own, but Sherlock still has to sleep in the same room as us at night, doesn't he? If she's so capable, she should sleep next to Sherlock too!"

"Ron, what are you talking about...?|(*′口`)"

"Forget about that, Lao Ha, let's go to the Devis-Bans store first."

"What are you doing there?"

"Didn't I tell you to bring the endoscope today? They can fix this thing there. If they can't fix it, I'll buy you another one to replace it."

"There's no need to go to such lengths..."

"Stop talking nonsense, that's my birthday present for you!"

"Don't pull me, I'll go, I'll go, okay? Honestly..."

On the other hand, Hermione is in a terrible situation.

She pulled Sherlock along for quite a while, and when she noticed that many young wizards were staring at Sherlock and her, she realized something was wrong and quickly let go of Sherlock's hand.

"Um... cough cough, Sherlock, is there anywhere you'd like to go?"

There's nowhere in particular I want to go.

This was Sherlock's third visit to Hogsmeade.

Compared to the previous two times, there were significantly more people coming to the village this time.

"How about we go to the Wenrenju quill pen specialty store first? I'd like to get a few new quill pens."

Hermione's situation is something only she knows.

Although Sherlock and Harry, like her, selected all the courses, neither of them attended any of them.

Under these circumstances, her stationery naturally went through a lot.

"Why not go to Joko Widodo's joke shop?"

Just then, the Petit twins, hand in hand, passed by the two of them.

They happened to overhear Hermione's words, and Parvati Petit, Hermione's roommate, couldn't help but offer advice:

"Padma is also planning to buy a quill pen. We're on our way there. I heard that the quill pens there have other special functions besides writing!"

"Thank you, Parvati, but all I need is a quill pen that can be used to do my homework. You can go ahead."

"Oh, I see, you're planning to go on a romantic getaway for just the two of you!"

"what are you talking about!"

Hermione's face flushed red instantly when her roommate teased her.

Her tanned skin recovered faster than expected, and she regained her fair complexion in just two months.

She had already decided not to blush easily anymore, but she didn't expect her roommate to say something so blunt.

One moment of carelessness, and without dodging, I was hit directly.

Seeing Hermione's predicament, the Petit twins simultaneously let out a string of clear, bell-like laughs, and after greeting Sherlock and Hermione, they left satisfied.

"Th-that, Sherlock, they were just joking..."

Hermione stammered as she explained, "I really just wanted to buy some quill pens that I could use for my homework, I... I didn't mean I wanted to spend some alone time with you!"

Hermione seemed to have used all her strength to say those words.

After saying that, she couldn't help but steal a glance at Sherlock, wanting to see his reaction.

Then Sherlock simply said "Oh" as if nothing had happened.

Sherlock's calm reaction brought Hermione back to her senses; she felt as if she had no need to explain at all.

However, since things had already come to this, she could only pretend that nothing had happened and drag Sherlock to the Wenrenju quill pen specialty store to shop.

"Um...we need to find out where it is first. I only know it's in the northwest of the village..."

“Go straight down this street, turn left at the second intersection, and you will find it.”

"How did you know? Didn't you say you only visited the three brooms when you came here?"

“Whenever I go to a new place, I need to quickly familiarize myself with the surroundings—even though I’ve only been to Three Brooms Bar twice, it’s enough for me to know the layout of the main buildings here.”

"How can you do this……"

"That's common sense, my friend."

"..."

After buying the quill pen, Hermione had nothing much to do. Sherlock didn't have anywhere in particular he wanted to go, so the two of them wandered around the village.

Devis-Bans is a shop that sells and repairs magical equipment.

When Sherlock and Hermione arrived, they discovered the same miniature spyglass that Ron had given Harry as a birthday present. It was still made in Egypt and wasn't expensive.

Elegant Wizard Clothing Store is a large chain of clothing stores that sells all kinds of wizard costumes and socks.

However, Sherlock and Hermione had already bought well-fitting clothes from Madam Malkin's Robes in Diagon Alley before school started today, so they didn't need anything else.

After chatting with the store manager for a while, Hermione was surprised to find that the store actually had branches in London and Paris.

Despite the shopkeeper's persuasion, she bought herself and Sherlock each a new pair of socks.

Honeydukes Candy Shop sells chocolates and all sorts of other magical sweets, and is very popular with Hogwarts students and staff. The trolleys on the Hogwarts Express are supplied by this candy shop.

This was the busiest shop of all the places Sherlock and Hermione had visited that day, mainly because they had launched a new milk fudge and were having a free tasting event.

After tasting it, Sherlock and Hermione both bought some.

Hermione had originally planned to check out the area around the Screaming Shack.

According to legend, it is the most haunted place in all of Britain, and no one can enter it, not even the ghosts of Hogwarts.

However, the house was located on the outskirts of Hogsmeade, and unless they got there very early, they would definitely not have enough time, so they gave up on the idea.

In the afternoon, Hermione was torn between going to Lady Patiffe's Tea House or the Three Broomsticks.

However, after seeing the steamy, cramped, and confined layout of Lady Patiff's Tea House, Hermione decisively gave up on it.

Because it would remind her of the terrible environment of the divination class.

The two eventually arrived at the Three Brooms Bar.

Hermione was much more impressed by the spacious, bright, clean, and warm bar than by Lady Patiffe's tea house.

Ms. Rosmerta was also more beautiful than Mrs. Padiff.

Beautiful things are always pleasing to the eye.

It's not just men who like beautiful women; women do too.

Scientific research shows that even doing nothing, just watching, can make people feel happy and prolong their lives.

Two years later, Ms. Rosmerta was still able to recognize Sherlock.

"Mr. Holmes, have you finally reached the age where you can come to Hogsmeade alone?"

After saying that, she glanced at Hermione, covered her mouth, and chuckled softly:

"Oh, you weren't alone, you were with your girlfriend!"

"She's not my girlfriend!"

Before Hermione could explain, Mrs. Rosmerta interrupted her with a laugh: "I understand, I understand, no need to say more—how about a couple of butterbeers, ladies?"

Seeing that neither of them had any objections, Ms. Rosmerta immediately brought them two steaming cups of butterbeer.

"Hey, beautiful lady, who's that little wizard over there that you have to personally greet him?"

The wizards near the bar couldn't help but feel curious after seeing this.

After all, if they want to drink butterbeer, they have to go to the bar and ask for it themselves.

"They..."

Ms. Rosmerta smiled slightly, "He's someone highly regarded by several professors at Hogwarts!"

That's why she was able to remember Sherlock.

As a student of Hogwarts, to break with convention and come here twice in a row while still a first-year student, both times accompanied by professors—Sherlock was someone she should remember.

Upon hearing what Ms. Rosmerta said, everyone immediately became respectful.

His gaze toward Sherlock also deepened.

It must be said that Three Brooms' Butterbeer lives up to its reputation.

Hermione liked the taste after just one bite, so she sped up the process.

In contrast to Hermione, Sherlock sipped his drink slowly, savoring it.

Well, it's good in its own way, just like my favorite brandy!
Although the alcohol content wasn't high, after drinking two and a half glasses, Hermione's gaze towards Sherlock became hazy, and her once fair face turned rosy under the influence of the hot alcohol.

However, when Hermione was about to pick up her glass again, Sherlock stopped her.

"Stop drinking. Your expression tells me you have something to say to me. Just say it."

"I'm sorry, Sherlock."

Under the influence of alcohol, Hermione became much bolder, staring intently at Sherlock.

"There is something I've been wanting to tell you, but... but I can't say it."

As she said this, her eyes held a hint of grievance.

Sherlock shook his head slightly. "My dear Hermione, if you're referring to the matter of attending classes in different classrooms at the same time, there's really no need to bring it up again."

"Ha, you knew all along!"

Hearing Sherlock's words, Hermione was first startled, then looked relieved.

"I knew I couldn't keep this from you."

"My dear Hermione, please don't insult my intelligence, okay?"

Sherlock sighed, picked up his butterbeer, and looked at Hermione with a rather helpless expression:

"When you were with me in the Ancient Rune Studies class, Harry told me that at the same time you were with him and Ron in Professor Haig's Conservation of Magical Creatures class."

Hannah also told me that when you and I were in the Divination class, you were not only taking Divination with Harry and Ron at the same time, but also taking Ancient Runes with other students at the same time.

In the two months since the start of the semester, you haven't missed a single one of the five elective courses, and you've even appeared in three different classrooms at the same time on more than one occasion.

I've said it more than once: when you eliminate all the impossible possibilities, what remains, however absurd, must be the truth.

Therefore... there's only one truth!

(End of this chapter)