Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 385 If he can make me fly, I'll call him Dad.

In the magical world, "seven" has always been a very magical number.

There were exactly seven people in the Hogwarts Express carriage.

Sherlock, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Cho Chang, Luna, Ginny.

Anyone with even a little knowledge of magic would instinctively think something upon seeing a small group of seven people.

This is especially true after studying courses such as divination, ancient runes, and arithmetic divination.

But faced with such a magical number, Oliver Wood, the captain of the Gryffindor Quidditch team, acted as if he didn't see anyone else, focusing solely on talking to Harry.

Logically, Wood should be the one feeling awkward in this situation.

However, Wood was completely unaware of this.

How do you say that?

As long as you are not embarrassed, others are embarrassed.

So Harry is feeling awkward, extremely awkward right now.

He knew perfectly well that although Wood started talking about the public trial, he actually didn't care about it at all.

Before they could even finish their sentence, the conversation had already turned to Quidditch.

Harry was even willing to bet five Galleons with Sherlock, and what was an incredibly attractive public trial to others was nothing more than a minor setback to Wood.

All he really cared about was Quidditch.

Looking at his friends' expressions as they struggled to suppress their laughter, Harry couldn't help but sigh.

That being said, it's actually quite good to be like Wood.

Focus on one thing and don't be disturbed by external things.

"Yes, the Dementors will not come to the school anymore."

"That's really great!"

Wood's expression immediately brightened, and he slapped Harry hard on the shoulder:
"By the way, our next opponent is Ravenclaw. You can't go easy on them just because you're on good terms with that female Seeker!"

Harry: "..."

Harry glanced at Cho Chang furtively, feeling even more embarrassed.

No, man.

I know you love Quidditch, but is it really necessary to go this far?
How could you say that in front of a girl?

Sure enough, upon hearing Wood's words, Qiu Zhang couldn't hold back any longer. She smiled slightly and said:
"Captain Wood, it is not gentlemanly to talk about a lady like that to her face."

Wood looked over and showed a surprised expression when he saw Qiu Zhang:
"Hey, aren't you Ravenclaw's Seeker? What are you doing here?"

Qiu Zhang: "..."

This time, it wasn't just Harry and Cho Chang who were speechless.

Everyone in the carriage stared at Wood with an incredulous look.

Such a big guy sitting right next to Harry, who was talking to you, and you didn’t even notice him for ages?

"Hey, Holmes, Granger, Weasley, you guys are here too!"

"..."

Okay, okay, so you really only have eyes for Harry, right?
You're even more awesome than Cho Chang and Ginny!
Aside from Sherlock not being surprised and Luna not caring much, everyone else couldn't help but show an expression of "I admit defeat" upon hearing this.

However, Wood's performance continued.

He looked at Cho Chang with a wary gaze. "I came to see Harry about the Quidditch match. You're not here for the same reason, are you?"

Being assigned to Ravenclaw is enough to prove that Cho Chang is an exceptionally intelligent girl.

As the saying goes, "one can understand music by hearing the strings," so at that moment, I immediately understood what Wood meant.

She couldn't help but feel both annoyed and amused.

However, considering that this was the Quidditch captain's character, and that he didn't actually mean any harm, I decided not to argue with him and patiently explained:

"It has nothing to do with Quidditch, Captain Wood—we were talking about that public trial, Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew..."

"Oh, that kind of thing doesn't matter!"

Upon hearing that Cho Chang wasn't there to talk to Harry about Quidditch, Wood immediately stopped caring.

He casually waved his hand, stopping Cho Chang from continuing—even though the entire magical world had been discussing the matter for the past few days.

Seeing how easily Wood believed him, Cho Chang was once again certain of his own thoughts.

The captain certainly didn't mean any harm, he was just too persistent.

“Harry, there’s something more important than that.”

"whats the matter?"

Have you ordered any new brooms?

"what?"

"Ah for what!"

Wood's eyes widened suddenly. "You'd better hurry up, you know—you can't ride that Meteor to fight Ravenclaw, it's slower than Comet 260!"

Even though Qiu Zhang is a good-tempered girl, as the owner of Comet 260, she finally couldn't help but retort after being repeatedly implied by Wood:
"Captain Wood, we can't take Sirius's matter lightly."

"why?"

Wood turned his head and looked at Qiu Zhang with a wary expression.

Judging from his expression, it was as if he was afraid that Cho Chang would try to glean tactics from Harry.

Ignoring Wood's wary gaze, Cho Chang took a deep breath: "Because Sirius gave Harry a Firebolt."

After saying that, she stared intently at Wood.

Wood's reaction was not at all unexpected by Cho Chang. He immediately turned to Harry, widened his eyes, and said:

"What? Fire crossbow bolts! No way? Is this one authentic?!"

When he saw Harry nod, Wood's excitement was palpable: "A—real Firebolt?"

Good heavens, why didn't you say so sooner? This is simply, simply..."

"Calm down, Oliver."

Harry couldn't help but say something as he watched Wood gesticulate wildly and talk incessantly.

"Calm down? Calm down! That's a fire crossbow bolt!"

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Harry's shoulders, saying urgently, "Where's the thing? Quickly, bring it out so I can see it!"

Wood's fanatical appearance startled Harry, who felt his shoulder being gripped so tightly it was almost numb.

So he quickly turned his head to the side, "He's over there with Ron, he's..."

Before he finished speaking, Wood had already rushed over and pushed Ron, who was engrossed in the fire bolt, aside.

"My God, it really is a fire crossbow bolt!"

Wood's eyes followed the golden serial number at the top of the flying broom to the perfectly smooth, streamlined tip of the broom, a deep fascination in his gaze.

After a moment, he reached out and grabbed it, gently stroking it, and couldn't help but let out a groan.

Ron: "???"

"I can't believe it! This is a world-class broom—compared to it, Comet 260 is a joke!"

Qiu Zhang: (ー`ー)
Wood turned around and said loudly, "No, I'm going to tell other people about this. You just wait!"

After saying that, he ran out like a gust of wind.

"..."

Everyone looked at each other.

“I’m sorry, Harry, I shouldn’t have told him,” Cho Chang said apologetically.

"Uh...it's okay, I would have told him even if you hadn't, it's just...I didn't expect him to do this."

Harry was even more embarrassed than Qiu Zhang.

He also realized that Wood's behavior just now clearly indicated that he mistook Cho Chang for a spy sent to gather intelligence. As everyone knows, Wood is a passionate Quidditch enthusiast.

But his performance was a bit too exaggerated.

However, before they could even discuss the matter, all the members of the Gryffindor Quidditch team who had received the news had already arrived.

"Fire bolts!"

"That's right, it's a fire crossbow!"

"Oh my god, I also want a rich father..."

“It’s his godfather, Katie. This is a birthday present from Harry’s godfather, not his father!”

"He's not much different from my dad. If someone gave me a fire crossbow, I wouldn't mind calling him dad!"

"Where is your integrity, Angelina?"

"I don't care as long as it lets me fly."

"..."

Everyone agreed that the Fire Arrow deserved this honor.

After they finally left, everyone in the carriage breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Great, they're finally gone!"

Ginny said with a hint of exasperation, "Honestly, George and Fred already knew about this, yet they still joined in the commotion!"

"You're happy too soon."

"What did you say, Sherlock?"

"You'll find out soon enough."

Just as Sherlock had said, their carriage became quite lively in the time that followed.

Someone must have told everyone that Sirius Black bought Harry a Firebolt.

More and more people are making a special trip to this carriage.

This reminded Harry of his first year of school.

Back then, people came to see him, but now they come to see the fire crossbow bolts.

Of course, some first-year students seized the opportunity and kept crowding around Harry.

Several daring little witches even touched Harry inappropriately, trying to get a better look at the scar on his forehead.

"Hey, just look, don't touch things everywhere!"

"You two girls, are you here to see the Firebolt or Harry? Why are you crowding over there?"

"I told you not to touch me like that, where are you touching me?"

"Seamus, what are you doing! Put your wand away, put it away!"

It wasn't until lunchtime that the number of students coming to observe the fire crossbow bolts gradually decreased.

Everyone in this carriage had beads of sweat on their foreheads.

Especially Ron and Ginny.

When there were many people around, it was these two siblings who bravely stepped forward.

Ron protected the fire bolt.

Ginny protected Harry.

So Harry quickly thanked the two of them, and Ginny gave him a sweet smile, "I'm sitting outside, of course I have to keep an eye on you!"

Cho Chang, sitting inside Harry by the window, raised an eyebrow slightly. Was she being too sensitive? Why did she feel that there was something implied in what he said?

Just then, Sherlock suddenly spoke up: "I suggest we all hurry up and eat something—or just put this thing away."

"Sherlock, do you mean there are more people coming later?"

Harry immediately realized what was happening.

"That's common sense, my dear Harry."

Sherlock said in a completely matter-of-fact tone, “Including the Gryffindor Quidditch team, only a third of the students on the train have come here, and most of them are Gryffindor students.”

So after lunch, people from other colleges will definitely come over—if you don't intend to refuse.

Also, you might have forgotten one thing: Hufflepuff has the largest population in the entire school.

Upon hearing Sherlock's words, Harry's face immediately darkened.

He looked at Ron, "Should I just put it away?"

"do not!"

Ron immediately became anxious upon hearing this, "What are you afraid of? We need to let them know about this!"

Not a single Slytherin member came!

Your single fire arrow is worth as much as their entire team's 2001-level stunts.

I really want to see the expressions on their faces!

"But that would be too hard on you."

“It’s okay, he’s clearly enjoying it.”

Hermione interjected.

Harry looked at Ron, who immediately gave him a determined look.

Harry couldn't say anything more after that.

To be honest, deep down he really wanted everyone to know that he had a godfather who loved him.

When in doubt, consult Sherlock.

So Harry immediately turned to Sherlock: "Sherlock, what do you think?"

"It's up to you to decide," Sherlock smiled slightly. "There are no obvious advantages or disadvantages to this choice; do whatever you want!"

"Harry, please!"

Ron clasped his hands together in a prayer gesture.

Seeing his good friend's state, Harry's heart softened, and he finally agreed.

Sure enough, after lunch, even more students came to visit.

Just as Sherlock had said, people from the other three houses besides Gryffindor also arrived, most of them Hufflepuffs.

With more people, the scene became even more chaotic.

The students lined up outside the carriage, all standing on tiptoe, eager to catch a glimpse of the fire crossbow.

Even more extreme, some people, after leaving the carriage, turned back, hoping to see the fire crossbow again.

This inevitably leads to conflict.

And so, a hot-tempered older sister and a hot-tempered older brother started arguing:
"Why are you pushing? Can't you see where you're going?!"

"So young, why can't you speak like a human being?"

Hey, you're squeezing me!

"What's wrong, getting all worked up, huh!"

Seeing that the situation was escalating, a tall, handsome senior student stepped in to prevent it from escalating further:
"Alright, alright, you two—relax and it won't be crowded!"

"Humph!"

The two young wizards clearly recognized the boy who had spoken, and they immediately turned away and stopped arguing.

Next, the older boy took full advantage of his initiative and worked with the other grade leaders to maintain order.

This significantly improved the environment of the carriage.

After a while, when most of the people in the carriage had left, the tall, handsome boy walked up to Harry.

He is Cedric Diggory, the Quidditch captain of Hufflepuff.

(End of this chapter)