Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 416 I Can Dominate Anywhere
Marcus Flint was astonished to discover something.

That is, despite his efforts over the years since he entered Hogwarts, the gap in strength between him and Gemma Farley has not only failed to narrow, but has actually widened over time.

For example, being pointed at by Gemma's wand in public right now should have been a very shameful thing to do.

But instead of bursting with anger, he couldn't muster even the slightest thought of resistance.

Moreover, when he saw Gemma's jewel-like blue eyes, he felt a strange sense of anticipation.

I look forward to being trampled underfoot and thoroughly humiliated by the other party.

Flint remained silent, and seeing the student council president's imposing aura, the group of little snakes in the common room all fell silent in fear.

At this moment, no one dared to speak, for fear of angering Gemma.

Just then, a somewhat weak voice suddenly came from the corner: "I think the chairman is right."

Everyone turned around in astonishment, only to see that the pale face of the young Malfoy with light blond hair had turned bright red.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, he slowly said:

“I have been tripped up seven times since last Wednesday.”

Even when using the toilet, one must be constantly careful that someone doesn't throw feces bombs into the stalls.

I think instead of wasting energy on these things, we should focus on preparing for the match and defeating them on the field!

Gemma glanced at Malfoy with some surprise:
"Draco, is that really what you think?"

“Yes,” Malfoy nodded, “it looks really bad as it is now.”

“Well said,” Gemma chuckled. “Marcus, see? You’re not even as good as a third-year student.”

Flint clenched his fist tightly, then let it relax weakly.

The other small snakes looked at each other in bewilderment.

Although Gemma Farley's words are harsh, every word she utters is like a scalpel, precisely dissecting their stupidity and depravity.

After a brief period of deathly silence came utter surrender.

Seeing that the ringleaders had already given up, the others naturally had no objections.

The anger and desire to resist that permeated the air have completely dissipated, leaving only a silence and bewilderment after being defeated by a higher-dimensional being.

Gemma naturally sensed this change.

She put away her wand and walked straight to the dungeon entrance.

Just as she was about to walk out the door, she suddenly stopped.

Turning around, her gaze swept over the group of small snakes that made her feel extremely ashamed, and she said coldly:

"If you're going to stop the war, do it properly. Stop putting on this stupid, tearful farce."

The official competition is in a few days. Will you continue to be the target of their pursuit, or will you prove you at least have some Slytherin brains...? The choice is yours.

The door closed silently behind her, leaving only a group of dejected snakes, utterly overwhelmed by the aura, in the room.

Looking at the group of Quidditch players who were struck dumb and dejected, the two prefects who had been called in by Flint to support them exchanged a glance and couldn't help but show admiration.

This is Gemma Farley.

Although they were all class leaders, they were completely incomparable to others.

Looking at Flint again, the anger on his face had not completely dissipated.

But for the two prefects, it was more about the shame and indignation of having their foolishness exposed in public, and a sense of powerlessness.

"Captain Flint, look at this?"

"go!"

Flint let out a low growl of resentment, but he was still the first to move.

He rudely pushed aside the player blocking his way and walked heavily toward the door.

The others exchanged glances and silently followed.

Malfoy lagged behind, his face still pale.

However, he noticed that the way his teammates looked at him had subtly changed.

He didn't care about that.

The damp chill of the dungeon corridor made several players involuntarily shrink their necks, which resonated with their current feelings.

Stepping out of the dungeon, Gemma stood at the boundary between shadow and light, her face cold and stern.

Her gaze swept over the team members who filed out of the common room like a searchlight. Without saying another word, she simply turned around and walked up the steps.

The students of Slytherin House were surprised to discover something.

When Marcus Flint and the two prefects led the Quidditch players to the common room, they were all arrogant and indignant, looking as if they wanted to tear the dungeon apart.

But when they came out with Gemma, they were all dejected and silent.

The atmosphere was in stark contrast to before.

News always travels fast, especially now that the conflict between the two sides has reached a fever pitch.

Neville burst into the Gryffindor common room like a whirlwind:
"No, it's not good!"

Sherlock, who was quietly reading, didn't say anything, but Hermione beside him frowned.

Thanks to Sherlock's idea, the lion cubs and eagle cubs have shifted from a passive to an active position and achieved some initial success in the three-way confrontation.

As a result, the Gryffindor common room became unusually quiet.

Before Hermione could even enjoy herself for a few days, Neville pulled this stunt.

"Sherlock, something terrible has happened!"

Flint's gang...they, they're coming this way aggressively!"

Percy and the Quidditch team have already gone over there; Ron told me to come back and tell you all right away!

With a whoosh, all the little lions who were still in the common room stood up and instinctively looked towards Sherlock.

"You've finally arrived." Upon hearing this, Sherlock slammed the thick book shut with a smooth motion, making a soft snap.

His tone was calm, as if he had expected it all along.

"Sherlock, shall we go over there?"

Neville asked tentatively.

Sherlock stood up unhurriedly: "Let's go."

"Ouch——!"

When the lion king spoke, the lion cubs immediately followed excitedly.

Seamus even rushed back to his dorm to retrieve his wand.

Since the Quidditch stand battle in first grade that led to the Lion King's coronation, the lion cubs have never had a large-scale battle with the snake again.

It wasn't until this crucial match this year that they were given this precious opportunity.

However, even after taking the initiative on Sherlock's advice, the three academies still exercised some restraint.

But now the little snakes have actually come to us on their own initiative, which clearly means they're up to no good!
Isn't this exactly what the lion cubs wanted?
Besides, listen to what the Lion King just said—"They've finally arrived!"

what does this mean?
This means that Sherlock had long anticipated this day would come.

Indeed, the Lion King is the Lion King; he has foresight and plans ahead of time.

With him leading the way, how could Gryffindor not win?
"Sherlock, should we tell Professor McGonagall?"

Hermione couldn't help but say, "What if things get out of hand..."

“I don’t think things will turn out the way you fear, dear Hermione.”

Sherlock glanced at the worried Hermione. "If nothing unexpected happens, this time we should be able to resolve this matter completely."

Seeing Sherlock's calm demeanor, Hermione immediately recalled the conversation she, Harry, and Sherlock had had a few days prior.

"You mean... Gemma?"

"It's obvious that Flint alone couldn't have done something like this."

Ron's failure to grasp the essence of the matter, and his subsequent reminder, is understandable.

Hearing Sherlock say that, Hermione was finally relieved.

There weren't many people left in the Gryffindor common room at this moment, but as they followed Sherlock out, they still gave off an aura of dominance and being admired by all.

And so, the group arrived at the entrance to the Gryffindor Tower in a grand procession.

The intersections of the corridors here are relatively spacious, and people are usually coming and going.

But at this moment, the scene here is tense, yet it also exudes a strange sense of order.

Percy Weasley and Gryffindor Quidditch captain Oliver Wood stood at the front.

Beside them were the two new prefects elected by Gryffindor this year.

Percy's student council president badge was polished to a shine, and he stood ramrod straight.

Behind the four were the Gryffindor Quidditch players, including Harry, and a group of Gryffindor students who had spontaneously gathered, all looking as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Only the Weasley twins peeked out, eager to try.

Standing with the lion cubs were naturally the eaglets.

Former Prefect Penelope Clearwater stood next to Percy, flanked by a male and a female Ravenclaw prefect.

Besides them, there were several other Ravenclaw students here as well.

Cho Chang watched the Slytherin group warily, while Luna observed a mold spot on the ceiling from a unique perspective, seemingly detached from the situation.

The creature confronting the lion cubs and eagle elves was naturally the little snake from Slytherin.

Originally, only Quidditch players and two prefects accompanied Gemma.

However, along the way, more and more snakes joined the team after finding out the situation.

The ceasefire wasn't a big deal; the little snakes were exhausted from facing both the little lion and the little eagle at the same time.

Since the student council president is willing to negotiate with the other party, they are happy to accept it.

But we absolutely cannot lose in terms of momentum!

Gemma initially wanted to stop it, but then she changed her mind and gave up.

Although she said in the Slytherin dungeon that what she needed was a hunter who knew how to choose the right time to act and lie in wait, and ultimately achieve his goal.

However, she also had to admit that, given the current situation, there were actually very few people like that in the vast Slytherin.

After their graduating class of seventh graders leaves, there probably won't even be anyone left to take on the main responsibility.

That's it.

At this moment, Gemma Farley stood at the very front of the Slytherin line, just like Percy of Gryffindor.

Percy was accompanied by Wood and two prefects, but Gemma was all alone.

She was like a cold gate, single-handedly separating the two sides completely.

The Quidditch captain and the two prefects, who should have been standing alongside her, were standing behind her.

With the Quidditch team and other Slytherin students joining later, it really felt like a large-scale operation was about to cause trouble.

However, only they know what's going on in their own lives.

At this moment, Flint's chest heaved noticeably, and his face no longer showed the rage he had before, but rather a suppressed sense of frustration and embarrassment.

Draco Malfoy stood a little further back, his face pale.

He glanced at Harry with a complicated look in his eyes, then quickly looked away.

In fact, this standoff between the two sides has only just begun.

The arrival of Sherlock and his companions, especially Sherlock's appearance, immediately drew everyone's attention.

(End of this chapter)