Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 565 Bring it to you
The thick snow crunched underfoot, and the cold wind whipped up snowflakes that stung our faces, bringing a biting chill.

Ron shrank back, and when he heard Professor Grappleland say that Hagrid was unwell and couldn't come to class, he watched Professor Grappleland's retreating figure and couldn't help but elbow Harry.
"Hagrid can be unwell? Last time, a dozen blasting snails made his hands bleed, but he acted like nothing happened."

His voice was low but full of teasing.

Harry was staring blankly at the snow tracks on the ground when Ron's elbow made him stumble.

Before he could even speak, Ron added:
"I think he's heartbroken."

Harry: "..."

Don't say it, don't say it!
On Christmas Eve, Hagrid foolishly went to ask Ms. Maxim about the half-giant.

As a result, she immediately turned hostile, grabbed her skirt, and stormed off angrily.

The relationship between the two, who could have potentially become a couple, has plummeted to a freezing point.

If things don't go as planned, and Hagrid is so preoccupied with this that he might not be able to focus on teaching and has to hire someone to substitute for him, that's quite possible.

"Sherlock, is this why you said we wouldn't see the Blasttail today?"

Hermione's voice interrupted their thoughts.

She glanced at the whispering young wizards around her.

The Gryffindor lions huddled together whispering amongst themselves, while the Slytherin snakes stood by with their arms crossed, watching indifferently.

Harry and Ron immediately perked up.

Yup!

Why go through so many roundabout ways?
Why not just ask Sherlock directly?
"First of all, Hagrid's absence from class is not due to heartbreak."

Or rather, it wasn't simply a matter of being heartbroken.

Secondly, I learned about this because I went to see Dumbledore this morning.

Sherlock looked at Harry as he spoke.

The latter immediately realized that the two must be discussing Horcruxes.

"Finally, Hagrid did encounter a minor problem, but the situation is still under Dumbledore's control."

"what is the problem?"

Harry and Ron quickly pressed for more information.

"You lot—stop chatting and keep up with me!"

Professor Glapland noticed them whispering and immediately glared in Sherlock and Harry's direction.

Seeing this, Harry and Ron had no choice but to temporarily suppress their curiosity and reluctantly follow the professor, who seemed to have a rather bad temper.

Hermione shook her head helplessly and quickened her pace.

She looked back at Hagrid's cottage and saw that all the curtains were drawn.

He couldn't help but secretly speculate.

Sherlock said Hagrid had a minor problem, so is he inside now?

Professor Glapland led them past the stables.

The wooden fence was covered with a thick layer of snow, and occasionally a few wisps of white breath from horses could be seen drifting out from the gaps.

Inside the enclosure, Beauxbatons' horses huddled together to ward off the cold.

Their manes gleamed like satin in the snow, and their long tails would occasionally flick to brush off the snow.

The group continued north, heading towards the edge of the forbidden forest.

The closer you get to the forbidden forest, the denser the trees become, their bare branches stretching towards the sky like countless withered hands.

When they reached a sturdy oak tree, everyone involuntarily stopped in their tracks.

A unicorn was tethered under a tree, its silvery mane dazzling in the sunlight, making even the surrounding snow appear gray in comparison.

"Wow--"

Whether male or female, people can't help but exclaim in admiration when they see a unicorn.

Apart from a handful of people, most people had completely forgotten about Professor Hagrid and his Blasttail.

"Oh, it's so beautiful!"

Lavender exclaimed in amazement, his voice trembling slightly:

"How...how did she get it?"

I've heard that unicorns are very wary and hard to catch!

At that moment, the unicorn seemed to have heard the noise as well.

It nervously scratched at the snow with its golden hooves, raised its horned head, and scanned the approaching little wizards with its clear eyes, a hint of wariness in them.

"Boys, stand back! All of you, stand back!"

Professor Glapland suddenly shouted, swinging his arm.

Her movements were so fast that no one could react in time.

Ron was cautiously peering forward when he was suddenly elbowed in the chest.

He let out a muffled groan, clutched his chest, and took two steps back.

Ron: (;Д`)
He looked at Professor Glapland with a wronged expression, seemingly oblivious, and strongly suspected that the professor was retaliating against them for whispering earlier.

Unfortunately, he had no evidence.

"Unicorns enjoy being touched by women."

Professor Glapland's tone softened, and he waved to the girls:
"Girls, come forward and slowly approach it, don't scare it."

Come here, relax a bit...

The girls responded excitedly, lined up in small groups, and carefully walked towards the unicorn.

The boys remained by the stable fence with regretful expressions, clinging to the fence and watching longingly.

Harry saw that Professor Grapland had walked far away and could no longer hear the sounds coming from this side.

He immediately turned around, grabbed Sherlock's sleeve, and asked in a low voice:
"Sherlock, what happened to Hagrid?"

Ron also came over, nodding as he rubbed his still slightly aching chest:
"Yeah, yeah, tell me quickly—ouch, that elbow really hurt..."

Sherlock didn't answer directly, but just smiled slightly and turned to look in one direction.

Harry and Ron followed his gaze and saw Malfoy leaning against a tree, talking to Crabbe and Goyle.

The two exchanged a glance, their faces full of confusion—what did this have to do with Hagrid?
Fortunately, Sherlock didn't keep them guessing for long and walked straight toward Malfoy.

Malfoy was getting into his story when he caught sight of Sherlock walking towards him, and the smile on his face instantly froze.

He instinctively took a step back, his voice trembling slightly:
"Holmes, what... what do you want to do?"

Since being warned by Gemma, Malfoy has behaved himself and has never provoked Sherlock and Harry again.

Firstly, they were afraid of Sherlock's methods.

He had already learned his lesson; despite Crabbe and Goyle's imposing stature, the three of them combined were no match for Sherlock.

Secondly, he was also distracted by Pansy Parkinson.

After all, he was just a teenager. It's normal for him to develop a taste for forbidden fruit and then crave more. But he never expected that trouble would come looking for him even though he wasn't causing any.

Sherlock walked up to him, stopped, and held out his hand: "Give it to me."

"what?"

Malfoy paused for a moment, not quite understanding, and subconsciously touched his pocket.

"Today's Daily Prophet."

Sherlock's tone became more impatient, his eyes sharply fixed on Malfoy's pocket. "I know you brought it."

Malfoy's expression changed, and he hesitated before reaching into his robe pocket and pulling out a neatly folded newspaper.

However, although his fingers were still gripping the edge of the newspaper, he hesitated to hand it over:
"But, but..."

"Bring it to you!"

Ron had been waiting impatiently for a long time.

Before Malfoy could finish speaking, he stepped forward and snatched the newspaper from his hand.

The pain in his chest, which had just been elbowed by Professor Grapland, immediately felt much better.

Malfoy: '(°ー°〃)
For a moment, he even considered having Crabbe and Goyle take action directly.

But when he caught a glimpse of Sherlock's indifferent gaze, he suppressed the thought.

Forbearance a moment, calm, take a step back, a brighter future!
They were already beyond their ability to deal with Sherlock Holmes alone.

Not to mention that Harry's godfather Sirius Black has made a strong comeback and become a hero that even the Ministry of Magic has to rely on.

The Malfoys have always been proud of being members of the Twenty-Eight Holy Pureblood Families.

However, compared to the Black family, the Malfoy family is really no match.

Moreover, Malfoy's mother, Narcissa, was a member of the Black family.

And at the Christmas ball, he saw it clearly: Gemma Farley danced with Sherlock.

Malfoy was unaware that Gemma had become a dragon trainer, so he projected his own feelings onto her, assuming that Gemma was to Sherlock what Pansy was to him.

He didn't want to cause trouble for his family.

The Malfoy family is not yet powerful enough to simultaneously contend with the Black, Farley, and Potter families.

Although the Potter family now only has one Harry Potter.

But he is the savior of the magical world, the only nemesis of the Dark Lord, and the boy who survived a great calamity...

Their influence alone is enough to support an entire family.

So both Lucius Malfoy and Draco Malfoy are actually somewhat grateful to Gemma Farley.

It was her reminder and warning that prompted Malfoy to apologize to Harry at school in time, thus preventing the conflict between the two from escalating to an irreconcilable point.

As for Ronald Weasley...

He was lucky; he managed to get on Sherlock and Harry's good side early on.

Therefore, you must be patient!
Sherlock and Harry both glanced at Ron with some surprise.

When did he become so brave?
However, Harry was quickly drawn to the newspaper.

Not only him, but also Neville, Dean, Seamus, and other boys who originally had no way to get close to the unicorn gathered around when they saw this scene.

An article was published in the newspaper with a picture of Haig.

I don't know how the photographer managed to capture this moment, but the expression on his face in this photo gives off a sneaky vibe.

The title is below the photo.

Dumbledore's major mistake

This report is filed by our special correspondent Rita Skeeter. The eccentric Headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Albus Dumbledore, has always been known for hiring controversial instructors.

Last September, he hired a highly controversial teacher to teach the class on protecting magical creatures—Rupert Hagrid.

Rubeus Hagrid himself admitted that he was expelled from Hogwarts in his third year for keeping dangerous animals.

Since then, he has served as the school's gamekeeper and key custodian—a job that Dumbledore, then professor of Transfiguration, had found for him.

If that were all, we could assume that Dumbledore was simply concerned about his students and had no other intentions.

But last year, Hagrid somehow used a mysterious influence on the principal to win over many more qualified candidates and secure the position of teacher of the Magical Creatures class.

Hagrid is a large, menacing man who abuses his newly acquired power to summon a series of terrifying animals to frighten the students under his care.

In a series of classes that many have described as “terrifying,” Hagrid has caused injuries and disabilities to several students, while Dumbledore has turned a blind eye to it.

According to sources, Hagrid exposed third-year students to a fantastical creature of the highest rank, the hippogriff, during his very first lesson.

A student who wished to remain anonymous said:

“My friends and I have all been hurt by this class—we hate Hagrid, but we dare not speak out.”

However, Hagrid had no intention of stopping his intimidation.

In order to avoid the negative impact of this matter, he even resorted to some despicable methods.

They used methods such as giving away cattail fluff to silence the teachers and students who were gossiping.

In an interview with a reporter from The Daily Prophet last month, he admitted that he was breeding an animal he named the "Bombtail Snail".

This animal is somewhere between a lion-headed beast and a fire crab, and it is very dangerous.

The breeding of new magical creature species is usually closely monitored by the Department of Magical Creatures Control at the Ministry of Magic.

However, Hagrid believed he could transcend these tedious rules and regulations.

"I just think it's kind of funny."

After giving this obviously perfunctory explanation, he hastily changed the subject.

However, these are just some scraps of information about Rubeus Hagrid.

The Daily Prophet recently discovered further evidence that Hagrid is not a pure-blood wizard as he has always pretended to be.

In fact, he wasn't even a purebred.

We can exclusively reveal that his mother is the giant Friedwafa, whose whereabouts are currently unknown.

Giants are inherently cruel and bloodthirsty, and in the last century they were on the verge of extinction due to infighting.

The remaining dozen or so joined the Mystic's ranks, and during the reign of terror, they committed some of the most brutal Muggle massacres.

Many giants who served the Mystic died at the hands of the Aurors fighting against the Dark Lords, but Friedwalfa was not among them.

She may have fled to a giant village that still exists in the mountains abroad.

However, if we analyze the bizarre behavior in the class on protecting magical creatures, Friedwafa's son seems to have inherited his mother's cruel nature.

Surprisingly, Hagrid reportedly formed a close friendship with a boy.

It was this boy who caused Mystic to lose his power—leading Hagrid's biological mother, like Mystic's other followers, to live in hiding and go into hiding.

We believe that Harry Potter is unaware of these unpleasant aspects of his large-bodied friend.

An unnamed professor stated that Dumbledore's controversies extended beyond just the selection of professors for the course on protecting magical creatures.

(End of this chapter)