Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 460 Finally moved into the Holmes house
Hermione has finally moved into the Holmes' house.

This delighted Mrs. Holmes.

The adults' original plan was:
After Harry had spent a month at Privet Drive, Sherlock, Harry, and Hermione moved into The Cavern, and then they all went to see the Quidditch World Cup with the Weasleys.

However, the plan changed when Sirius Black also obtained tickets through the Ministry of Magic.

This arrangement is very reasonable.

As Mr. Weasley said, his eldest son Bill and second son Charlie, who have been away for many years, will also be coming back this time to watch the Quidditch World Cup.

With all nine members of the Weasley family present, Sherlock, Harry, and Hermione would definitely have to share a room with the others.

Hermione naturally stayed with Ginny, Harry went to find Ron, and Sherlock had no choice but to go to Percy.

It's not that we can't live there, but since there are more comfortable options, there's really no need to force ourselves to suffer.

In the end, not only did Shahha and his two companions not have to go to the Weasleys' house, but Ron, Ginny, and the Weasley twins also left the cave and moved to Grimmauld Place at Sirius's invitation.

This made the cave dwelling suddenly feel spacious.

The happiest of all was Percy, who, according to Mrs. Molly, was to write a report for the International Magical Cooperation Bureau. The specifics were unclear, but it was known that the report concerned the cauldron.

During that period, he often felt that someone in his home would disturb him.

Especially the Weasley twins.

He felt completely relieved once his four younger siblings left.

The Weasleys, however, were a little unaccustomed to it, but fortunately, they still had three sons at home, so it wasn't too lonely.

Conversely, number 12 Grimmauld Place suddenly became lively with the addition of four young wizards.

However, this place is much more spacious than the cave dwelling; it could easily accommodate the entire Weasley family of nine.

Under these circumstances, the Grangers naturally planned to have Hermione stay at 12 Grimmauld Place as well, so she could go to the game with Sirius and the others.

However, Mrs. Holmes immediately objected when she learned of this.

No one knows exactly what she said to Mrs. Granger, but in the end she decided to let Hermione stay at Kingsway.

"Hermione, you'll stay here. Sherlock's room is right next door."

After Granger and his wife left, Mrs. Holmes led Hermione upstairs to the second floor.

“Yes, Aunt Holmes.”

Hermione nodded obediently and asked curiously, "Is Holmes staying in the other room?"

"Yes, but he rarely comes back."

Mrs. Holmes sighed, "He's so busy with work, I really don't know what he does all day."

“If Mom knew about his job, he wouldn’t have to do anything,” Sherlock said, standing to the side.

"I really don't know, but surely he's not busy saving the world?"

Upon hearing this, Sherlock exchanged a glance with his father, both of them revealing a knowing look.

Neither Hermione nor Mrs. Holmes noticed the exchange between them. Hermione continued:
"Auntie, I'm sorry to trouble you during this time."

"What are you talking about!"

Mrs. Holmes feigned anger, "I've known your mother for four years!"
"I'd be really angry if you lived so close by to Grimmauld Place!"

Hermione suddenly realized that this was the reason she was allowed to live here.

Strangely enough, her father didn't say anything about either the previously mentioned option of staying at the Weasleys' Cave House or at the Blacks' Grimmauld Place.

But when his mother suggested that he live on King's Road, where the Holmes family lived, his father was very resistant.

Grimmauld Place is not far from King's Road, and the Holmes family and the Granger family have such a good relationship.

Without a valid reason to object, Mr. Granger eventually succumbed to his wife's argument and reluctantly agreed.

After settling into their rooms, Hermione started talking to Sherlock about going to the Quidditch World Cup:
"Are we going to Grimmauld Place tomorrow and setting off with Harry and the others?"

"No, Sirius said the Ministry of Magic will send us there."

“That’s quite a good treatment,” Hermione said sassily. “It seems the Ministry of Magic still has some conscience, giving a very good deal to the hero who was wrongly convicted and spent twelve years in Azkaban!”

"It's never too late to mend the fence after the sheep are lost—and not only the heroes who were once slandered, but also the saviors of the magical world."

Sherlock said seriously, "Harry Potter + Sirius Black has a 1+1>2 effect."

In essence, the Ministry of Magic is doing this for its own benefit.

Since the trial last year, the Ministry of Magic has been inextricably linked with Sirius Black.

The closer Sirius's relationship with the Ministry of Magic, the more solid the Ministry's preliminary work was.

Hermione shrugged.

Ever since the incident with Sirius and Peter, she has had a very poor impression of the Ministry of Magic.

After all, if it weren't for Sherlock's brother Mycroft pressuring them through the Muggle government, these guys would have actually intended to suppress the matter.

Now that time has passed, they shamelessly claim it as their own achievement.

This is what bureaucracy is all about!

During dinner that evening, Hermione praised Mrs. Holmes's cooking, claiming it was even more delicious than her own mother's.

"It's not as good as you make it out to be!"

Mrs. Holmes was very happy, but still reminded her not to eat too much, otherwise she wouldn't be able to sleep at night.

"It's okay, I wasn't planning on going to bed early anyway."

Hermione explained, "It's a good opportunity to ask Sherlock for advice on summer homework."

"What a good kid."

Mrs. Holmes smiled broadly upon hearing this, but then quickly changed the subject:
"But you two can't be too late—Mr. Black sent a letter saying that you have to leave very early tomorrow."

Hermione immediately nodded in agreement.

After dinner, Hermione went to Sherlock's room as promised.

Sherlock's gaze swept over Hermione, and then he asked, "What do you want to ask?"

"Didn't we talk about this over dinner? I wanted to ask you about my summer homework!"

"You could fool my mom with that kind of talk, Hermione, but knowing you as I do, you're definitely not here for the summer homework."

Hermione looked down at herself, as if checking where she had given herself away.

"First, you didn't bring your summer homework with you, which is not your usual habit."

Secondly, you kept looking around my room after you came in, which means it wasn't your first time here. This proves that you were consciously looking for something and trying to verify your judgment.

Third, after you finished looking around the room, your gaze remained fixed on me.

I think you probably want to ask me about my experience in Hawaii this summer, right?

Hermione: "..."

Well, it seems I don't need to hide anything from Sherlock.

Aside from being a bit slow on the uptake when it comes to emotions, this guy understands everything.

"Then tell me about your experience learning Patton techniques in Hawaii!"

Hermione sat naturally on Sherlock's bed, curiously resting her chin on her hands and staring at him. Sherlock had already told Harry the story once before, so this time he repeated it very simply.

However, it doesn't matter; Hermione will ask targeted questions about things that interest her.

Time passed by unnoticed until Mrs. Holmes came knocking on the door to urge them on:

"Kids, put your homework aside for now. You should go to bed. You have to get up early tomorrow morning."

Hermione glanced at her watch and realized she had been in Sherlock's room for quite a while.

Strangely enough, the man and woman, alone in a room, didn't feel any romantic feelings at all.

"Goodnight, Sherlock, goodnight, Aunt Holmes."

"Good night."

As the two children said goodnight to each other, Mrs. Holmes smiled once again.

It’s great to be young!
Hermione used to have trouble sleeping in unfamiliar beds, but this time she fell asleep as soon as her head touched the pillow, just like she was back in her own home.

She slept very well all night, so much so that she felt as if she hadn't slept for long before Mrs. Holmes shook her awake.

"Get up, Hermione, darling."

Mrs. Holmes said in a low voice.

Hermione rubbed her eyes and saw Mrs. Holmes leave the room again to wake Sherlock.

However, when Holmes entered the room, he found that Sherlock had already woken up.

Even so, Mrs. Holmes didn't forget to remind him to take good care of Hermione when they got to the arena.

While the three of them were having breakfast, the sky outside was still pitch black.

Sherlock and Hermione were both early risers, and with Mrs. Holmes' timely reminder in the evening, neither of them yawned excessively.

After breakfast, Mrs. Holmes said:
“Your father is still resting. He said he won’t say goodbye to you.”

Sherlock nodded in understanding.

Hermione noticed that Mrs. Holmes blushed slightly when she said that.

However, she didn't think much of it, and only heard Mrs. Holmes continue, "Mr. Black said you can just wait at home."

She had barely finished speaking when there was a knock on the door.

"Perfectly on time!"

She glanced at her watch, stood up, and went to open the door.

"Harry, Mr. Black, come in and have something to eat!"

"No, Mrs. Holmes, we've already eaten!"

"Thank you, madam, but the Ministry of Magic's vehicle has already arrived..."

"Sherlock and Hermione, are you ready? If so, we can set off."

"No problem at all!"

Mrs. Holmes immediately summoned Sherlock and Hermione.

She kissed Sherlock, Harry, and Hermione on the cheek and waved goodbye to them.

"The Ministry of Magic has sent two vehicles."

Sirius Black succinctly stated:
"Sherlock, Hermione, you two ride with Harry and me in this car."

"Also, give me your school supplies purchase order."

Molly said she's going shopping in Diagon Alley tomorrow and will buy some things for you guys while she's at it.

"Is it because time is tight?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Yes, it will probably be too late after the World Cup ends. The last tournament lasted for five whole days."

Sherlock and Hermione's school supplies shopping lists were prepared well in advance and were handed to Sirius respectively.

Noticing that the two of them seemed to be in good spirits, he couldn't help but ask curiously, "You both look very energetic. Did you go to bed early last night?"

"Well, Mrs. Holmes told us to go to bed early, saying we'd be getting up very early today."

"That's a good habit; these little guys are different."

Sirius pointed at Harry, whose face was pale and who looked like he hadn't woken up yet.

"They stayed up very late last night."

When Sirius said this, he had a completely gloating look on his face:

"Sherlock, I'm not going to try to persuade them like your mother did."

They're thirteen or fourteen years old now; they need to learn to take responsibility for their actions.

Especially those twin brothers who will be adults next year; if they still can't learn to control themselves, they'll definitely suffer in the future.

"Well said."

Sherlock smiled at his friend: "Dear Harry, I thought you had already adapted to waking up early."

He was referring to the time at Hogwarts when he would take Harry and Neville out for morning exercises every day.

"I've gotten used to it, but it was just too late last night."

"After what happened last year, Fred and George set up a Weasley Magic Tricks shop—that is, the funny things they invented, like fake wands, magic candies and the like," Harry said in a complaining tone.

When they lived in caves, they had to hide, but after coming here, they were completely unrestrained.

They showed us a stack of order forms, a long price list spanning several pages.

Surprisingly, quite a few people are interested in this. They were demonstrating these things to me last night, which is why it was so late.

The four of them were already in the car.

Sirius Black sat in the passenger seat, while Sherlock, Harry, and Hermione sat in the back.

Are we going to drive all the way there?

"No, no, no, that would be too far."

Sirius laughed, "We only need to drive a short distance."

For the Ministry of Magic, bringing together a large number of wizards without attracting the attention of Muggles is an extremely difficult task.

It is estimated that approximately 100,000 wizards from all over the world will come to watch the World Cup.

The British Ministry of Magic naturally couldn't find a magical venue that could accommodate so many people.

We can't possibly cram all 100,000 wizards into Diagon Alley or Platform 9¾, can we?

So they eventually found a deserted swamp and took all precautions against Muggles.

I heard from Arthur that the entire Ministry of Magic had been busy with this matter for several months.

During this period, the Ministry of Magic was just like when I escaped from Azkaban; everyone, regardless of their job duties, was involved and fully committed to this task.

When Sirius Black explained this, his tone was full of disdain for the Ministry of Magic.

(End of this chapter)