Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 358 Shouldn't be in the car
"I never imagined that Sirius Black... my godfather would do such a thing..."

As soon as he left the headmaster's office, Harry began to worry about his roommate, Neville Longbottom.

how to say?

Neville has been unlucky since his first day at school.

I've suffered a lot because of my poor memory.

Thank goodness he shared a dorm room with Sherlock, otherwise his life would definitely be worse than it is now.

That said, even though he shares a dorm room with Sherlock, his life is still a mess.

Harry's original plan was to give the little piece of paper to Neville when he returned today, and at the same time remind him not to do it again.

To his utter surprise, his godfather betrayed him!

That was an amazing move!
Thinking about this, Harry asked Sherlock, puzzled, "Why did he have to tell Professor McGonagall about this?"

“Judging from Sirius’s personality, it’s not surprising that he did something like this.”

Sherlock was not surprised at all:

“My dear Harry, in fact, it wasn’t just him; your father would most likely have done the same.”

Of that group of four, your father and Sirius were the most similar in personality; they often bullied others at school.

Peter Pettigrew was a follower; the real werewolf, Professor Lupin, was actually the most mild-mannered member of their group.

"Is that so..."

Harry nodded with a wry smile.

At this moment, he gained a completely new understanding of his father and godfather.

However, this was just a minor incident.

In any case, this matter has come to a perfect end.

The truth, hidden for twelve years, is revealed to the world. The real culprit, Peter Pettigrew, is exposed, and Sirius Black, who was wrongly accused, is freed.

Sherlock wasn't worried at all about the outcome of Peter Pettigrew's punishment.

After what happened today, the Ministry of Magic has no other choice.

Reasoning with these bureaucrats is useless; they only care about their own interests.

When the cost of doing something exceeds expectations, they will naturally give up.

In short, compared to the Philosopher's Stone in the first year and the Chamber of Secrets in the second year, the Prisoner of Azkaban incident came to a perfect end in the first semester of the third year.

Sherlock did not leave with unfinished business before Christmas as he had done in the previous two years.

This even made Sherlock feel somewhat uncomfortable.

Of course, this is a good thing, but as he told Harry, he might get bored in the coming days.

If only something else could happen...

When the two returned to the Gryffindor common room, they saw their friends who had been waiting for them.

Even Cho Chang and Luna are here.

"Hurry, hurry, everyone's waiting for you!"

Ron, the most impatient of them all, immediately pulled Harry over. "Tell me quickly, what exactly happened?"

This time Ron learned his lesson and secured a spot next to Harry early on.

He knew that if he didn't do this, he would surely become a lonely man again.

Sure enough, Hermione and Luna sat down next to Sherlock quite naturally.

Cho Chang sat to Harry's left, and Ginny, seeing this, could only angrily sit down next to Ron.

Looking at Cho Chang's beaming face, Ginny couldn't help but shout in her heart:

Am I your sister or is she your sister?
Harry naturally still took on the task of retelling the story.

When Ron heard that Harry would be going home with Sirius Black this winter break instead of returning to Privet Drive, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise:
"Dude, that's so cool!"

"I think so too."

"Will your godfather... Sirius Black be traveling with us to London by train tomorrow, like when Professor Lupin came?"

"Uh... I don't know, but I guess so?"

Harry said uncertainly.

He was so excited today that he forgot to ask about many things.

For example, he forgot to ask what his father's Animagus looked like, or he forgot to ask Sirius's house where it was.

However, since Sirius said he's going back to London tomorrow, his new home must be there.

This time, Harry didn't ask Sherlock.

I'll be living with my godfather soon, and there's still a long way to go; the best days are yet to come!
As a result, this excitement lasted all night.

The next morning, Sherlock refused to take Harry to his morning exercise.

“This kind of training is ineffective.”

Sherlock looked at Harry, who had dark circles under his eyes and was still yawning constantly, and said this.

When Sherlock left with Neville, Harry suddenly felt abandoned.

But he immediately found it somewhat amusing.

What kind of abandonment is this?!

It was just a morning exercise session.

Besides, Sherlock clearly did this for his own good.

It's okay, it's okay.

After finishing my morning exercise and having breakfast, I boarded the Thestrals carriage bound for Hogwarts Station.

Harry remained in a cheerful mood throughout the entire process.

Until he met Sirius at the train station.

"What? You're not coming back with me?"

Harry was initially happy to see Sirius Black and Professor Lupin at the station.

Harry was stunned when he heard that they had only come to see him off and that Sirius Black did not intend to travel with him back to London on the Hogwarts Express.

“Yes, Harry, we still have some things to take care of,” Lupin said, glancing at Sirius Black and then smiling at Harry.

"Don't worry, I'll definitely get there before you. I'll be waiting for you at King's Cross Station."

Compared to yesterday, Sirius had tidied himself up a bit, which made him look less haggard.

“Last night was the first good night’s sleep I’ve had in years—I assure you, Harry, you’ll see me as soon as you get off the train.”

Hearing Sirius's promise, Harry was relieved and nodded.

“Holmes… no, Sherlock.”

Sirius then looked at Harry's friend beside him:
"And Hermione and Ron, thank you so much for your help to Harry over the past three years."

Whenever I see you all, it reminds me of my student days.

Back then, we were just like you, forming a group of four..."

At this point, Sirius's voice lowered, and Professor Lupin's face also darkened. This once warm and unbreakable group was now unrecognizable:
James Potter and his wife Lily died at the hands of Voldemort because Peter Pettigrew betrayed them.

Sirius Black spent twelve years in Azkaban to atone for his sins and has only recently regained his freedom.

Peter Pettigrew betrayed his friends, turned into a mouse and lived for twelve years, and is about to lose his soul and become a walking corpse.

Remus Lupin appears to have had the best outcome, becoming the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts with Dumbledore's support.

But he still faces the risk of being exposed at any time.

Sirius is trying to figure out a solution to this.

He could tell that his only remaining old friend cherished the job he had.

He even regretted speaking ill of Professor Snape yesterday, since Lupin still needed him to brew the wolfsbane potion.

But how to describe his explosive temper?

Sometimes I just can't control myself.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall intervened in time yesterday, preventing the situation from escalating further.

This made him respect Professor McGonagall even more.

"Forget it, you'd better not follow our example," Sirius said, pulling himself out of his thoughts and flashing a bright smile at the group. "Goodbye then, see you later!"

Sirius Black and Professor Lupin shook hands with everyone and quickly disappeared from the platform.

"Sherlock?"

Harry noticed that Sherlock hadn't looked away, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange.

Sirius Black was his own godfather, right?
Why does it feel like Sherlock is paying more attention to him than he is to me?

He regrets it.

Sherlock said calmly, "Like Professor Lupin, he feels guilty about what he did in his youth."

Harry, Hermione, and Ron all looked at Sherlock with surprise.

You noticed it again?

Just as they were about to hear Sherlock continue, he withdrew his gaze and said, "Let's go."

The three of them had a bellyful of questions, but they had to suppress them for the time being.

As soon as they entered the carriage, Ginny pulled them over almost immediately.

She and Luna had already reserved spots for them.

Because nobody wanted to sit in the same box as "Crazy Girl Lovegood".

Ginny was very satisfied with the result.

Although I can't stay at school with Harry for the holidays, it's nice to be in the same box on the way home.

Most importantly, Qiu Zhang isn't here.

After Sherlock and Harry went to see Sirius yesterday, Ginny immediately and loyally brought Luna to the Gryffindor common room as well.

She knew Luna was very interested in this type of case and in Sherlock himself.

But to her utter surprise, Luna, during her journey, actually brought Qiu Zhang along as well.

Since everyone had already arrived, Ginny naturally couldn't say anything more.

So when she saw that Qiu Zhang wasn't with Luna today, she was overjoyed.

Just then, the door to the private room opened, and Qiu Zhang's exquisite face appeared before everyone.

Harry's eyes lit up immediately.

Ginny: _

If Cho Chang's appearance made Ginny feel depressed, then Ron was utterly speechless.

Having missed the initiative last night, Ginny was determined not to let the opportunity slip away again today, so she decisively took the initiative and sat down next to Harry.

Cho Chang was quick; she came in and sat down on the other side of Harry.

Hermione and Luna were already sitting next to Sherlock.

Only Ron sat alone at the table next to them.

Seeing this, Ron felt he shouldn't have been in the car.

Or should we go to other carriages to find Fred and George?
However, the moment the thought crossed his mind, his attention was drawn elsewhere.

At this point, Hermione began to carefully question Sherlock about the details of the cases he had handled over the years.

She kept her word, so she planned to use this holiday to organize some of the cases Sherlock had handled.

Actually, there wasn't such a rush at first, but Hermione got angry after hearing Harry talk about Fudge's disdain for Sherlock yesterday.

Although she didn't say anything, she had secretly made up her mind to reveal the truth about these cases to the public.

If even Gilderoy Lockhart's books can be popular throughout the wizarding world, then it goes without saying that a true great detective like Sherlock Holmes is even more so.

If his experiences are written truthfully, with just a little embellishment, it will definitely attract the world's attention.

Anyone with even a little discernment would know who the person who solved the mystery and caught the murderer is.

In the past, Hermione might have worried that the Ministry of Magic would use its power to interfere with her publishing her book.

But now...

Mycroft, the eldest brother, can even influence the Ministry of Magic's decisions, so this is nothing at all, okay?
Luna sat curiously on Sherlock's other side, listening intently to their conversation, occasionally asking questions that piqued her interest.

However, her questions are mostly unrelated to the case itself and are the product of divergent thinking.

For example, "Is it possible that the giants released by Quirrell had their brains entangled by the Forgotten Flytrap, which is why they were so easy to deal with?"

For example, "Does the person who speaks many languages ​​and still got scammed have some kind of little thing that swallows the truth and spews out bubbles of lies?"

For example, "The souls sucked away by the Dementor's kiss eventually turned into black ice blocks, and perhaps they have sunk to the bottom of the cold sea and condensed into a material called Soul Crystal."

These questions left Hermione somewhat helpless, but Sherlock actually managed to discuss them with Luna.

However, I've already gotten the details I wanted, and it's nice to occasionally listen to Sherlock and Luna's unconventional conversations.

The scene on the other side, with one man and two women, was similar to that on this side.

Harry was giving his statement, while Cho Chang and Ginny listened attentively.

Harry was also recounting past cases.

However, unlike Sherlock, everything he talks about is related to himself.

This is also something that Qiu Zhang and Ginny are interested in.

In first grade, Voldemort stuck to the back of Quirrell's head and sneaked into the school, attempting to steal the Philosopher's Stone.

In his second year, a diary left behind by Voldemort controlled Gilderoy Lockhart, causing him to reopen the Chamber of Secrets and release the Basilisk.

In his third year, Sirius Black, who had been in Azkaban for twelve years, learned that Peter Pettigrew was not dead and bravely escaped from prison to seek revenge.

As Sherlock has said more than once, Harry does indeed have a talent for summarizing and retelling.

In his vivid descriptions, both Cho Chang and Ginny seemed to experience these adventures alongside Harry.

With Harry's efforts, the two girls experienced one climax after another, unable to stop.

(End of this chapter)