Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 115: The Dragon Egg's Whereabouts, Hogsmeade

Hagrid stopped crying immediately after hearing Sherlock's words.

Although he didn't know what the connection was between his continued crying and Harry's inability to be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible.

But since Sherlock said so, he must have his reasons.

So he not only stopped crying, but also said to Shylock:
"Sherlock, could you come with me to the cabin? I still want to ask you about the dragon egg..."

"What? Dragon eggs? I want to go too!"

When Ron heard this topic, he immediately became excited.

"Feel sorry……"

Hagrid glanced at Ron and said a little embarrassedly:

"Um... Mr. Dumbledore said that this matter must not be known to anyone else."

"W-what?!"

Ron was stunned when he heard Hagrid say this.

How can you do this?

"Is it not okay if I just listen without saying anything?"

"Ron, please don't embarrass Hagrid."

Hermione, who was originally not interested in this, advised, "Don't forget, the dragon egg incident also involves Quirrell and Voldemort."

At the sound of the name, Hagrid and Ron both shuddered.

Ron looked at Hermione with resentment.

Hagrid couldn't help but say, "Don't say that name!"

"Feel sorry……"

Hermione said sorry, but there was no apology on her face.

"What I mean is... since Mr. Dumbledore has already said it, then naturally the fewer people who know about this matter, the better."

Although Ron was unhappy, he had to admit that Hermione's words made sense.

In the end, only Sherlock followed Hagrid to his golden room.

"Thank you, Sherlock."

Hagrid first found a huge towel to wash his face, then made Sherlock a cup of strong tea, and then told Sherlock the whereabouts of the dragon egg.

Before the dragon egg was hatched, Dumbledore gave it away.

According to Dumbledore, that might be the best person in the world to take care of it.

"who is it?"

Seeing that Hagrid did not refute this statement, Sherlock also became interested.

"Newt Scamander."

Hagrid paused, and was about to explain further when Sherlock said:
"Newt Artemis Fido Scamander is a famous British magizoologist, traveler, and travel writer. He is a well-known figure in the wizarding world and the author of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them."

For Sherlock, this is useful knowledge.

After all, the book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them" was on the reading list before school started, and he had used its content when facing the giant monster.

So after Hagrid said the name, Sherlock searched in his memory attic for three seconds and quickly came up with the answer.

"Hey, that's a good point, Sherlock! I didn't expect you to know so much."

Hagrid slammed his hand on the table and said excitedly.

"But I prefer to call it Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them - you know, in your third year, if you take Care of Magical Creatures, you'll use it as a textbook.

Speaking of which, although Professor Kettleburn used to be very reckless, he has become much more stable now.

However, I think it might be because he only has one arm and half a leg left..."

As Hagrid spoke, he began to introduce the magical beasts in a long and rambling manner.

You can see that he really loves them.

He could talk about the habits of various magical creatures at will, and his words were full of joy and excitement.

Sherlock just watched him show off quietly.

After waiting for a long time until he mentioned that he was thirsty and picked up a cup of strong tea, he finally asked:
"Well, now can you tell me the real reason why you called me here?"

"puff--!"

Hagrid immediately spat out a mouthful of tea.

He looked at Sherlock in shock. "How did you know..."

"Hagrid, from the moment you said that at the hospital entrance, I already knew you weren't looking for me just for the dragon egg. As for the reason..."

Sherlock sighed and said helplessly, "Your thoughts are written on your face. If it weren't for Voldemort and the Philosopher's Stone, even Hermione...oh, Ron would be able to see it."

"Is it really that obvious?"

Hagrid still looked incredulous.

This time Sherlock didn't bother to answer.

"Alright alright……"

Looking at Sherlock's expression, Hagrid took a deep breath and said, "Actually, the reason I came to see you this time is because I have a friend..."

When Sherlock heard this opening remark, he looked strange.

But on second thought, Hagrid is not Ron, and with his personality, he would not do such a thing as making friends out of nothing.

Sure enough, Hagrid continued:
"Shylock, do you remember the Greek who sold me Momo?"

"Baskerville?"

It still only took three seconds for Sherlock to retrieve the information he needed from his memory attic.

“It’s so nice of you to remember him!

He suddenly found me some time ago. I originally wanted to find Mr. Dumbledore... but now this kind of thing happened again.

I was too embarrassed to bother him, so I immediately thought of you. Didn't you do a great job at Halloween, Christmas, and Easter?

"Thank you for the compliment, Hagrid," Sherlock said, resting his chin on his hands. "So... what happened to your friend?"

"Oh... I think it's better for him to talk to you himself."

Sherlock raised his eyebrows slightly: "He's at Hogwarts too?"

"Not really. You know, with Mr. Dumbledore here, Hogwarts doesn't allow outsiders to enter easily..."

Sherlock scoffed.

Hagrid's face flushed crimson.

"Anyway, I think we can find him in Hogsmeade—if you're okay with that, we can go there right now."

Hogsmeade is the short name of Hogsmeade village.

This is the only village in the UK that is populated entirely by wizards. Although it is small in size, it has everything it needs and is picturesque.

According to relevant regulations, students in the third grade and above at Hogwarts can only travel here on weekends after obtaining permission from their parents or other guardians.

Therefore, most students below the third grade don’t know the situation of this village.

However, since this place was mentioned when he chatted with Hagrid last time, Sherlock looked up some information after returning and gained some understanding of this place.

Hearing Hagrid say this, Sherlock stood up without hesitation.

"Then go!"

As for things like third grade and above, guardian permission, weekends...

He didn't take these restrictions seriously at all.

Even if this incident had not happened, it would not be difficult for him to go to Hogsmeade if he really wanted to.

But even Hogwarts hasn't been explored thoroughly, so there's no need to explore Hogsmeade.

But now there are new circumstances, and things are different.

As for Hagrid, he didn't realize there was anything wrong with taking Sherlock there.

Just do it.

Although Hagrid can't keep his words to himself, he also has his good points.

That is to be quick, decisive, resolute and have strong execution capabilities.

Just the type Sherlock needs.

The train station where the Hogwarts direct train stops is near Hogsmeade, so the distance between the two is not far.

With Hagrid leading the way, the two arrived here quickly.

The village is not big and there are many shops and bars on both sides of the street.

Hagrid wasted no time, and while greeting the people on both sides of the street, he led Sherlock straight to the Three Broomsticks Bar - this was where he got Momo.

At the bar, a woman with a graceful figure and pretty face was taking care of a group of noisy wizards.

"That's Madam Rosmerta. She's very popular with the little ones."

Hagrid pointed at her and said, "I'm going to get some butterbeer, what about you?"

"Alcohol affects the sensitivity of the brain."

Sherlock said calmly.

"Then I'll order you a glass of lemonade. Don't worry, they're not as sweet as Mr. Dumbledore's."

Hagrid winked at Sherlock and led him to the back of the room, where he sat down at a small, empty table by the window.

"Hey, Ms. Rosmerta, long time no see!"

Hagrid came to the bar and greeted Madam Rosmerta and several nearby wizards skillfully.

"Give me a butterbeer and a lemonade... and is the Greek here?"

Wait until Hagrid returns from the bar with two glasses of foaming hot butterbeer and a plain old lemonade.

Behind him followed a man of average build.

"Hello, Mr. Holmes, I am Haderas Baskerville, and I am pleased to meet you."

The ordinary strong man whom Hagrid called "Greek" shook Sherlock's hand warmly:

“It’s great to have your help!

I have heard Mr. Hagrid talk about your deeds more than once, and I admire your amazing ability to see into people's hearts without the need for magic."

After his enthusiastic praise, Baskerville frowned again and his expression became melancholy:

"But what I'm going to say next is so bizarre that I'm afraid even the Ministry of Magic won't believe it."

Sherlock clasped his hands together, supporting his chin. He leaned back slightly, his eyes gleaming with a long-lost excitement. "It's okay. I'm all ears."

"First, please allow me to introduce myself - I'm a translator, Hagrid should have told you."

"No, he didn't."

Hagrid rubbed his head awkwardly; he certainly hadn't explained that.

"It's okay, I'll just tell you directly."

Although Baskerville was a little surprised, he still smiled and began to explain to Sherlock:
"Mr. Holmes, you may not believe it, but I can translate all languages, or almost all common languages.

I have served as a temporary translator for many international magic organizations, and with my understanding of Eastern culture, I have provided guide services to wealthy people in the magic world from the East.

However, because I was born in Greece and have a Greek name, my main job is still translating Greek.

For many years I was the leading Greek translator in Scotland and my name was known to all the institutions.

When foreign wizards encounter difficulties or tourists arrive here, they often come to ask me to be their interpreter.

So I wasn't surprised when a wizard named John Smith came to my house two weeks ago in the afternoon and asked me to go out with him.

But I never imagined that such a seemingly ordinary thing would lead me into such an extremely dangerous situation!"

(End of this chapter)