Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 604 Is this something a human being could do?
"So, Dumbledore also thinks that person is getting stronger?"

After listening to Harry's full account, Ron couldn't help but lower his voice and ask.

He spoke with his lips pressed tightly together, and his eyes were filled with undisguised fear.

Sherlock glanced at Ron, understanding dawning on him.

Even now, this poor child still hasn't been able to shake off his fear of Voldemort.

Not only could he not say the name directly, but even when he mentioned anything related to him, his body trembled slightly.

Even though the sunlight outside the window was warm enough, he was still shivering.

However, it is understandable, since this fear is formed from being exposed to it since birth.

Changing ingrained mindsets built up over so many years definitely takes time.

It’s okay, take your time.

If the three of them frequently mention this name in front of Ron, he will eventually become desensitized to it.

Ron will thank them later.

Sherlock withdrew his gaze and turned to Hermione beside him.

Compared to Ron, who was trembling with fear, Hermione's behavior was somewhat unexpected.

She didn't say a word for a full ten minutes, just sat there with her hands cupping her forehead.

His eyes were fixed on his knees, and his brows were furrowed, as if he was deep in thought.

“I think she also needs a Pensieve.”

Harry turned his head and whispered to Sherlock in a voice only the two of them could hear.

Hermione finally slowly raised her head, her eyes filled with confusion and resentment:

"So, does that mean we still can't do anything?"

“Uh…that does seem to be the case at the moment.” Harry scratched his head somewhat awkwardly.

"A problem that even Dumbledore couldn't solve..." Hermione's mood worsened, and the corners of her mouth drooped slightly.

Seeing her frowning face, Harry quickly comforted her:

“It’s alright. Dumbledore said he would tell me as soon as he found a way.”

“Yes, Hermione, don’t you trust Dumbledore?” Ron quickly chimed in, trying to ease the tension.

Hermione shook her head, then abruptly turned to Sherlock, a glimmer of hope rekindling in her eyes:
"Sherlock, do you have a solution?"

Harry and Ron were both taken aback when they heard this. They looked at each other and saw surprise in each other's eyes.

They knew Hermione trusted Sherlock, but if even Dumbledore was helpless, could Sherlock possibly do something?

To their astonishment, Sherlock actually nodded and said calmly:
"Have."

"what?"

Harry and Ron exclaimed in unison, their voices filled with disbelief.

Hermione instantly broke into a radiant smile, her eyes sparkling like stars:
"I knew it! You'd definitely have a way!"

“There is a way, but you might not be able to use it,” Sherlock said, changing the subject.

Harry was about to ask why she hadn't said anything in the headmaster's office when Sherlock said quietly:

"That is, like me, to throw all these useless emotions out of the attic of your brain."

In this way, when Voldemort…

Ron shuddered violently, his body shaking even more, and glared at Sherlock with a resentful look.

The latter ignored him completely and continued:
"...when you get close to me again, or when you experience strong emotional changes, you can clear your mind in time and get rid of the pain and fear."

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Harry, Hermione, and Ron all stared at Sherlock with expressions of utter shock, as if they had seen a ghost, and an eerie silence fell over the common room.

"Is this something a human being could do?"

Finally, Ron broke the silence. Extreme shock made him temporarily forget his fear of Voldemort, and he blurted out a classic sarcastic remark.

"This is not a difficult thing."

Sherlock spoke in a matter-of-fact tone, as if he were discussing something utterly trivial:

"Anyone can do it if they train hard."

"Understood, I have been expelled from the human race."

Ron answered bluntly, then turned to Harry, asking with a helpless look, "Brother, can you do it?"

"I can't." Harry's answer was equally crisp and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.

"So...we still have to rely on Dumbledore."

Ron spread his hands, looking at Hermione with a mocking gaze:

"Sherlock isn't omnipotent; his methods only work on him... Are you alright?"

He asked this because Hermione suddenly wore a strange, dreamlike expression.

Her eyes were vacant, as if she were pondering some important secret.

She slowly raised one hand and gently pressed it against her temple, her fingers trembling slightly.

"fine."

Hermione held her breath, pressed her temples, and then covered her eyes with both hands, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, completely bewildered by what she was up to.

Sherlock gazed at her thoughtfully, his fingertips tapping lightly on the table, as if analyzing her reaction.

"I've got an idea!"

Hermione abruptly raised her head, her eyes gleaming with fervent admiration as she looked at Sherlock.
“I think I understand, Sherlock, you’re right!”
Once you empty your mind, completely empty it, Voldemort's influence can no longer penetrate!

That's right, that's it! Give me two seconds—I need to go to the library to verify this idea!

As soon as she finished speaking, Hermione grabbed her backpack and dashed out of the common room like a gust of wind.

"Hello--!"

Ron had barely finished speaking when he saw Hermione turn around and run back, her face still beaming with excitement.

"What the hell are you doing—hey!"

The next moment, Harry and Ron were stunned once again.

Hermione, returning with lightning speed, tiptoed and quickly kissed Sherlock on the cheek before disappearing like a gust of wind, leaving only a blurry silhouette.

"Is this...is this a showdown?"

Ron looked in the direction Hermione had disappeared, then turned to Harry and murmured, his voice filled with disbelief.

Harry nodded unconsciously, his gaze also falling on Sherlock, his face showing the same shock.

Sherlock tilted his head slightly and reached out to touch the cheek that had been kissed.

Immediately afterward, he frowned slightly and muttered to himself in confusion:

Did she really understand?

“Hey, hey—!”

Ron jumped up in shock, his voice filled with rage:

Is this what we need to focus on right now?

Hermione did kiss Sherlock at the end of the second project.

At that time, it could be explained by "being worried about Sherlock's fate and being emotionally moved after seeing him safe and sound."

But today? I feel like I was just saying, Hermione's stopped pretending and just laid her cards on the table, right?

And Sherlock too!
You were kissed!

Although we usually treat Hermione like one of the guys, she is still a girl at heart!
How do you manage to act completely nonchalant when a girl keeps kissing you?
Isn't this too outrageous?
Do you have to kiss someone to understand?

“You’re right, dear Ron.”

"Ok?"

Ron suddenly turned to look at Sherlock. Had he finally figured it out?
"Now is definitely not the time to focus on this."

Sherlock said seriously.

Ron nodded repeatedly.

"Now we need to focus our attention on the Triwizard Tournament!"

"what?"

"Harry's scars and Voldemort's plans are now closely related to the Triwizard Tournament."

"I knew it……"

Ron sighed.

I shouldn't have had any hope for Sherlock.

Ultimately, this matter became a minor episode and was left unresolved.

However, Cedric, upon hearing about this, immediately sought out Harry, his face filled with worry.
"Is your scar alright, Harry? Is anything bothering you?"

To reassure the captain, Harry smiled and comforted him:
"Don't worry, Dumbledore already knows about this, and he said he'll find a way to resolve it."

"Since Professor Dumbledore already knows, then it doesn't matter."

Cedric visibly relaxed, a relieved smile spreading across his face.
“My parents…and everyone I know told me—which is, of course, a generally accepted fact.”

Even at the height of Mystic's fame, the only person he feared was still Dumbledore.

"Since Dumbledore has already come up with a solution, then you certainly won't have any problems."

"Well, that's what I thought too."

Harry nodded, of course, because he didn't want Cedric to worry.

Just these past two days, Qiu Zhang nervously approached him and cautiously inquired about the scar.

Even without Sherlock's deduction, Harry could guess that it must have been Professor Trelawney's staunch supporter, Parvati Petil, who told her twin sister Padma Petil in Ravenclaw about it, and then Padma told Cho Chang.

He didn't want Cho Chang to worry, so he didn't tell the truth either, only saying that Dumbledore had already thought of a solution.

Like Cedric, Cho Chang also had great faith in Dumbledore.

So when she heard that Dumbledore already knew about it, she was clearly relieved.

"But you still need to take care of your health."

Even so, Cho Chang still held Harry's hand, giving him words of concern and advice.

This made Harry very happy.

After the discussion about the scars ended, Cedric frowned:

"But you still need to take care of your health."

This was exactly the same advice Cho Chang had given him. Harry had just nodded when Cedric added:

"So you should take a break for the third project..."

No, it means you should all take a break.

Leave the traps and dangers in the maze to me.

Harry looked at Sherlock, who nodded slightly and said calmly:

"So much the better."

"Haha, no matter what, I am the captain, so I have to play a role."

Cedric said with a smile, a hint of pride in his voice.

"You've already made a difference; we saved you in the second project."

Sherlock added casually.

Cedric was taken aback for a moment, then burst into laughter: "You're right, we really did have to rely on you guys that time."

After a year of getting to know each other, he had a fairly good understanding of Sherlock's personality.

That's how he learned that the reason Sherlock had few friends was because his outspoken personality was difficult for ordinary people to accept.

But once you accept it, you'll find that Sherlock is actually a very interesting and reliable person.

In the days that followed, the warriors from the three schools underwent intensive training using their own methods.

Although we don't know exactly what obstacles will be in the maze, the third one is practically an open secret compared to the first and second ones.

The core objective is to find the Triple Cup within the maze while avoiding various dangers.

During this time, Fleur even came to Sherlock with a nervous expression to ask if he had seen Mycroft after returning home for Easter.

When she learned that Mycroft hadn't mentioned her, she breathed a sigh of relief and a relieved smile appeared on her face.

"Sherlock, may I call you that?"

"can."

"The Triumph Cup is definitely yours!"

"Those Durmstrang guys still can't see the truth—I heard Krum even provoked you?" Furong said excitedly.

Upon hearing Fleur's words, Sherlock pondered for three seconds and knew that Ron must have leaked the information.

In a way, this is something that Ron and Hagrid have in common.

They can't keep anything to themselves.

The difference is that Ron knows what to say and what not to say.

Once you give him instructions, he can keep the secret.

As for Hagrid—he grew up drinking truth serum, so let's not even mention him.

"It's not a provocation, it's just normal communication."

“That’s why I said they can’t see the situation clearly,” Furong laughed. “Anyway, as long as we don’t come in last place, that’s fine.”

Beauxbatons is currently in second place in the standings. If Hogwarts wins the Triwizard Cup first in the third event, her wish will be fulfilled.

However, her sense of relief did not last long.

As June progresses, the weather becomes increasingly hot.

The atmosphere inside the castle became tense and exciting, just like the temperature.

Almost everyone was looking forward to the third project, which would be held a week before the holidays, and students discussing maze strategies could be seen everywhere in the hallways.

"I don't know."

Ron sat on the sofa in the Gryffindor common room with a somewhat helpless expression, and shrugged:
"I don't know what they're so excited about."

Once you enter the maze, doesn't that mean we won't be able to see anything?
"Then I'll just be waiting aimlessly outside."

"The second project was the same, but everyone was still just as excited, wasn't they?"

Ginny said irritably, rolling her eyes:

"I really don't know what the organizers were thinking. There were three events in total, but we couldn't watch two of them live. It's so disappointing!"

(End of this chapter)