Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 610 The Warriors' Families
Cho Chang was somewhat surprised to see Harry's stunned expression:

"Harry, didn't you tell your family about this?"

"No……"

Harry, regaining his senses, shook his head somewhat helplessly:

"They're all Muggles; they don't understand the significance of the Triwizard Tournament at all."

And they hate magic…”

Despite having repaired his relationship with the Dursleys, Harry still rarely brings up Hogwarts with them.

This is, of course, because this family has always kept their distance from magic.

Thinking of this, Harry suddenly realized something and immediately said excitedly:
"I understand, it should be Sirius Black who's coming today!"

You should know that I can only see him when I go to Hogsmeade.

He was very concerned about his participation in the Triwizard Tournament.

Therefore, it is perfectly normal for him to be invited to the school as his godfather.

Just then, Sherlock suddenly spoke up, directly refuting Harry's guess:

"It was the Dursleys who came."

"what?"

Hermione, Cho Chang, Ron, and Ginny all turned their attention to Sherlock after hearing this.

Only Luna remained in her usual dazed state, speaking in a matter-of-fact tone:
"Aren't they all your family, Harry?"

"That's true, but..."

Luna is absolutely right, but the problem is...

Harry didn't know how to explain it for a moment.

“Dear Harry, I remember telling you last time on Privet Drive that your Aunt Petunia actually longs to learn magic deep down.”

Harry nodded subconsciously—Sherlock had indeed said that.

She even deduced that she had interacted with Dumbledore back then, which startled Aunt Petunia.

Later, Aunt Penny told him the whole story, thus proving Charlotte's deduction.

But why is Sherlock bringing this up now?
Could it be...? A bold idea suddenly popped into Harry's mind.

"Unfortunately, she is not a wizard."

Sherlock continued:

"For many years, she has always had a regret in her heart—a dream of becoming a magical girl."

In the past, she might have chosen to give up in order to maintain her persona of keeping her distance from the magical world.

But now, she has told her husband about it.

In this situation, when Hogwarts asks her if she would like to come to the school as a family member of a contestant, what do you think she would do?
Is to give up?
Or should she openly visit the magic school she'd dreamed of attending since her teenage years?

"Sherlock!"

Harry's eyes widened instantly, and his nose felt slightly sore.

It's important to know that it was thanks to Sherlock's help that he was able to improve his relationship with the Dursleys.

From being completely incompatible to now exchanging gifts and showing concern during holidays.

And now, he's even accepted the school's invitation to come here and watch him compete...

Harry had no doubt as to whether the Dursleys had actually come to the school.

If Sherlock says it exists, then it exists!

If the occasion weren't so inappropriate, he would have given Sherlock a hug right now.

Seeing Harry's excited expression, Hermione stood up and grabbed her schoolbag:
"Harry, I have to go right now, the History of Magic exam starts in ten minutes!"

Although Luna and Ginny were a year younger than them, they also had exams coming up, so they left with Hermione.

Ron realized what was happening and patted Harry on the shoulder forcefully:

See you later, buddy!

Then he strode after the girls and left the auditorium.

Cho Chang was the only one without any exams scheduled, so she stayed and spent her last moments with Harry in the increasingly quiet Great Hall, enjoying breakfast together.

Sunlight streamed in at an angle, casting long shadows in the empty auditorium.

Not long after, Durmstrang's three contestants stood up from the Slytherin table and walked into the meeting room together.

Since the second project, they have made great progress in their cooperation.

Krum is no longer a lone wolf; he can now finally communicate normally with his two teammates.

Immediately afterwards, Beauxbatons' three warriors also stood up from Ravenclaw's table.

Surprisingly, Fleur Delacour did not immediately walk into the meeting room like her two teammates.

She seemed to hesitate for a moment before making up her mind and going straight to the Gryffindor table where Sherlock and Harry were.

"Sherlock."

She stopped in front of Sherlock and cautiously asked:
"Has your brother... come?"

Sherlock glanced at the slightly flustered Fleur and couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing:

Are you that afraid of him?

"Yes."

Furong nodded without hesitation, admitting it without feeling embarrassed to say it.

Mycroft Holmes's actions certainly left a terrible impression on her.

"I don't know, but I think he won't let this opportunity slip by."

Sherlock understands Mycroft just as Mycroft understands Sherlock.

Both brothers harbored a strong curiosity about the unknown and beyond the realm of common sense.

For example, magic.

Besides, Mycroft now is not the same person he was when he was still in college.

From this perspective, he is quite similar to Harry's Aunt Petunia.

Now that he has a special status, how could he possibly let go of this opportunity to be officially invited by the wizarding world and enter Hogwarts openly and legitimately?

So no matter how busy he is with his official duties, he will always make time to come and find out.

Upon hearing this, Furong couldn't help but gasp.

Mycroft Holmes is coming too!

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at Sherlock with pleading eyes, even softening her voice:

"Then... can I go in with you?"

Clearly, she hoped Sherlock could serve as a buffer when facing Mycroft.

After all, not only did she fail to complete her mission of monitoring Sherlock, she also revealed everything to Sherlock.

Now, facing Mycroft as a customer, he felt extremely guilty.

Qiu Zhang, who was standing to the side, didn't think much of it when he saw Furong walking over.

As the two continued their conversation, her gaze began to shift back and forth between Sherlock and Fleur, and the look of surprise on her face grew stronger.

Since Fleur arrived at Hogwarts, her beauty has undoubtedly been the focus of attention.

With her looks alone, she exudes an aura wherever she goes.

Even though the Triwizard Tournament is nearing its end, topics about her still consistently rank in the top three of Hogwarts' trending topics. But now it seems this rose from France might have some deeper connection to the Holmes family?
Qiu Zhang couldn't help but feel a strong sense of curiosity.

"can."

Under Fleur's expectant gaze, Sherlock nodded in agreement.

Anyway, we'll be going to the conference room soon, so Furong can come along if she wants.

Sherlock was fully aware of Fleur's little scheme—to use him to shield himself from Mycroft's scrutiny.

Unfortunately, Fleur was unaware that Mycroft already knew her surveillance mission had failed.

When they returned home for the Easter holidays, the two brothers did not exchange any words about the matter, but Sherlock noticed it.

Mycroft also astutely deduced from Sherlock's behavior that Sherlock already knew about Fleur's mission.

He also realized that Sherlock had figured out that he had discovered the failure of Fleur's mission.

The two brothers understood each other without saying a word.

Just as Sherlock and Harry finished breakfast, the meeting room door was opened a crack again.

Cedric, who had gone in first, poked his head out and waved vigorously at them:

"Sherlock, Harry, come quick, they're waiting for you!"

"Let's go."

Sherlock stood up as he spoke.

Furong also stood up.

Harry quickly greeted Cho Chang, and the three of them walked together through the now rather empty hall to the heavy door of the conference room.

Cedric and a middle-aged man and woman with kind smiles and composed demeanor stood by the door.

Sherlock glanced at them and immediately recognized them as Cedric's parents.

Incidentally, it was also deduced that Cedric's father was Arthur Weasley's colleague and also worked at the Ministry of Magic.

Once inside, the view suddenly opened up.

In a corner of the room, Krum was talking rapidly in Bulgarian with his father, who had the same dark hair and aquiline nose, and his kind-looking mother.

When facing his parents, his expression was finally not as gloomy as usual.

Durmstrang's other two warriors gathered separately with their parents, exchanging quiet but enthusiastic conversations.

Sherlock recognized the languages ​​as Swedish and Danish.

The two male warriors from Beauxbatons and their families formed a small circle and, unsurprisingly, communicated in French.

Among a group of wizards, two people stood out as particularly reserved and out of place.

They were the Dursleys—Harry's Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon.

Just as Sherlock had deduced, the couple finally arrived.

Aunt Penny was wearing her best, but obviously outdated, suit.

Her hands were nervously clasped in front of her, her eyes filled with intense curiosity as she cautiously surveyed her surroundings.

Sherlock also saw an undisguised longing in her eyes.

Uncle Vernon, with his signature large belly and slightly flushed face, tried his best to look dignified.

However, his eyes betrayed an undisguised wariness and unease.

All I can say is that Vernon truly loved Penny.

Despite his strong aversion to magic, he still accompanied his wife here without hesitation when Penny wanted to try it.

Not far from them stood a tall, handsome man.

He is, of course, Harry's godfather, Sirius Black.

At this moment, he was leaning lazily against the wall with his arms crossed.

A mocking smile played on his lips as he observed the Dursleys' embarrassment with great interest.

Although all three were invited to watch Harry's performance in the finals as Harry's relatives, there was a distance between them.

After all, Sirius Black isn't as magnanimous as Harry.

He has always been deeply troubled by the abuse Harry has suffered over the past decade.

In fact, if Harry hadn't been so adamant, he would have given that family a good beating long ago.

After looking at everyone in the room, Sherlock's gaze finally settled on a woman.

Sherlock could be certain of one thing the moment he saw the other person.

Even Harry… no, even Ron could recognize at a glance that this woman must be Fleur’s mother, who has half Veela blood.

Because her appearance is simply like a plus-sized version of Hibiscus.

Her long, silver hair shone even brighter, and her figure was fuller and more slender than Furong's.

The mature charm and allure that naturally emanated from her every gesture made her even more attractive than the slightly nervous Furong at that moment.

Sherlock noticed that most of the men in the conference room were unconsciously drawn to her.

Even his own father, Tanan, was no exception.

Unlike the others, Tanan Holmes openly looked at Fleur's mother.

Because this Mrs. Delacour was having a pleasant conversation with Mr. and Mrs. Holmes, and in English with a French accent.

She was holding the hand of a little girl who looked about seven or eight years old.

If Lady Flora is the mature version of Fleur, then the little girl she's holding hands with is Fleur Mini.

She also had long, pure silver hair that reached her waist and shimmered with a moon-like luster.

A pair of pure blue eyes, seemingly filled with starlight, blinked curiously, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings.

She is Gabrielle, the younger sister of Furong.

Gabrielle is eight years younger than Fleur and came to Hogwarts with her sister.

Sherlock and Harry had met more than once before.

After looking at his parents and Fleur's mother and sister, Sherlock's gaze finally settled on the tall figure in front of the fireplace.

His pesky brother—Mycroft Holmes.

This time, Mycroft did not bring his signature black umbrella.

He was standing with his back to everyone in front of the fireplace, looking with great interest at a portrait hanging on the wall of the conference room.

The person in the picture frame is Violet, the fat lady's good friend.

She seemed to be drawn to this distinguished Muggle visitor as well, and was looking back at him with a mixture of surprise and curiosity.

As if he had eyes in the back of his head, Sherlock turned his head away the moment his gaze fell on Mycroft.

"I didn't expect it?"

Mycroft looked at Sherlock:

We've come to watch your game!

After saying this, he gave Fleur, who was standing next to Sherlock, a deep look.

The latter's body trembled slightly.

Mycroft's words naturally caught the attention of the Holmes couple.

When Holmes turned and saw Sherlock and Fleur, his eyes lit up:
"Great! Fleur and Sherlock have come together too—you two, come over here right now!"

(End of this chapter)