Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 127 Autumn Zhang
Madam Poppy Pomfrey was a very special person.

She has absolute authority in the school infirmary, and once she makes up her mind, even Headmaster Dumbledore will be kicked out by her.

Because of this, Harry was forced to stay in the school hospital for three days.

During this period, many people wanted to see him, but were stopped by Madam Pomfrey.

Mainly because the first wave of people to arrive were the Weasley twins.

They were too noisy and seriously affected the hospital environment.

Not only that, the gift they gave Harry also made Madam Pomfrey very unhappy.

A toilet seat.

This was clearly meant to be a joke on Harry, but Madam Pomfrey just thought they were being ridiculous.

Not only did he kick the twin brothers out, he also confiscated the gift on the grounds that it was unhygienic.

Thanks to them, Madam Pomfrey didn't allow anyone else to visit Harry after that.

Only a few prefects were allowed to come on behalf of their respective houses on the afternoon of the third day.

There was no other way. Sherlock was either with Hagrid or with Professor Flitwick these days, so they could only set their sights on Harry who was in the hospital.

After all, in everyone's opinion, this matter still depends mainly on the Lion King and the Savior.

As Percy was from the same Gryffindor as Harry, he held Harry's hand tightly as soon as he entered the door and was reluctant to let go for a long time.

It's been going on for so long that if Harry were a woman, this behavior would be considered harassment.

After finally letting go, he first severely criticized his twin brothers for their mischievous behavior.

Sherlock and Harry were then highly praised for their bravery.

Finally, he asked in detail about Ron's role in the whole thing.

When he learned that Ron had cooperated with Sherlock to win the game of chess and had made sacrifices, he couldn't help but praise him:

"Well done! You're worthy of being from the Weasley family. You've lived up to your reputation!"

Hufflepuff also sent their male prefect, Gabriel Truman.

He brought Harry heartfelt blessings and a lot of delicious food.

Unfortunately, more than half of it was confiscated by Madam Pomfrey.

The reason was that the content of certain substances exceeded the standard, which was not conducive to Harry's recovery, so it had to be returned to him after he was discharged from the hospital.

Even so, this small part still made Harry deeply feel the sincerity of this Hufflepuff.

So delicious!

To Harry's surprise, someone from Slytherin House also showed up.

Gemma Farley, when this female prefect who had once confronted Percy on the Quidditch field appeared in front of him, Harry's hand trembled as he was wiping his glasses.

The glasses in his hand suddenly lost their grip and fell to the ground, with a corner of the lens knocked off.

"You look surprised, Mr. Potter?"

Gemma Farley is tall and has a delicate face. She smiled at Harry:
"I know that many people have a prejudice against Slytherins because of He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named.

But I hope that you, the savior of the magical world, will not look at it through tinted glasses.

As the Sorting Hat says, Slytherin is as good as any other house."

As she spoke, she bent down and picked up Harry's glasses, touched them with her wand, and handed them back to him as good as new.

Harry was a little surprised by Gemma Farley's elegant behavior and sophisticated conversation.

What's more, the female prefect was very beautiful, which made Harry blush when he took the glasses.

"Thank you, thank you..."

"You're welcome. I hope my actions can change your opinion of Slytherin."

Harry was about to speak when a not-so-polite voice came from the door:
"Farley, what are you doing here?"

The two turned their heads and saw Ravenclaw's prefect Penelope Clearwater and Qiu Zhang walking towards them.

"Clearwater," Gemma Farley stood up. "I was just telling Potter that the four houses at Hogwarts are equally excellent. You wouldn't object, would you?"

Penelope glanced at this old rival who was as good as herself in every aspect and snorted.

“The four colleges are indeed equally excellent, but the students may not be.”

Hearing Penelope's words, Gemma Farley smiled lightly, and instead of refutation, turned to Harry:

"Get well soon, Mr. Potter."

After saying this, he nodded slightly to Penelope and Qiu Zhang beside her, and left calmly.

Compared to Gabrielle Truman and Gemma Farley, Penelope's attitude seems very casual.

After all, Sherlock helped Qiu Zhang find the seven-color eye shadow at Easter.

Harry was closest to Sherlock, so naturally he was more familiar with them.

At this moment, Penelope pulled Qiu Zhang to sit on the edge of the bed without being asked. Her short boots gently kicked the copper corner of the bed. She noticed that Harry was staring at the direction where Gemma Farley left, and she couldn't help but reveal a sly smile:

"Everyone's gone, stop looking!"

Harry came back to his senses after hearing what Penelope said.

He immediately withdrew his gaze, his face flushed, and he quickly explained:
"I'm not, I didn't..."

“No need to explain. Although I hate those guys who use snake-shaped silver buckles, Farley does look like a moon-crazy beast that has infiltrated a den of venomous snakes.

Unfortunately, the moonlight is becoming increasingly scarce in the Slytherin dungeons."

Penelope raised her head slightly, a look of emotion on her face, and sighed softly.

After sighing, she looked at Harry with a half-smile.

"But I originally thought she was only attractive to older boys, but I didn't expect our savior to be fascinated by her in his first year - you have good taste!"

"Prefect Clearwater, I have not..."

Harry's voice grew weaker and weaker, and even he himself felt that his explanation was somewhat feeble at this time.

"It's understandable. A big sister like this has always been attractive to a little boy like you."

Penelope said this with the corners of her mouth raised, revealing a confident smile.

"But I'm not a bad sister either. Would you like to consider it?" As she said this, she stood up and turned gracefully in front of Harry, her skirt fluttering lightly with her movements.

Harry suddenly felt even more embarrassed.

But after taking a quick glance, he had to admit that the other party was right.

In terms of appearance alone, Penelope Crillwater and Gemma Farley each have their own merits, and the only difference is in temperament. It is really hard to say who is stronger.

"Well, I..."

Harry was about to speak when he was interrupted by Qiu Zhang's gentle voice.

"Prefect Penelope, I think Mr. Potter is just surprised by Prefect Farley's arrival."

Qiu Zhang's voice was soft and soothing, like the gurgling of a mountain stream. He looked at Harry with a faint smile: "After all, the relationship between Gryffindor and Slytherin has always been tense."

"Dear Qiu, what are you worried about?"

Penelope sat down again and looked at Qiu Zhang with interest.

"I was just teasing our lovely little savior—you know, I already have a boyfriend."

Qiu Zhang's ears turned red. She didn't answer Penelope, but turned to Harry again:

"Mr. Potter, the story of you and Mr. Holmes has spread all over the campus. We deeply admire your courage."

Her smile was warm and genuine, and it eased Harry's already tense mood a little.

"Hey, you interrupted me!"

Penelope pouted in dissatisfaction, but she still had a smile on her face. However, she immediately changed the subject:
"It's just that our relationship with Gryffindor is more tense now than with Slytherin, right?"

"what?"

Harry was stunned when he heard this. What was this?

How could the relationship between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw be worse than that between Slytherin?

"It seems you don't know yet?"

Penelope was also a little surprised. Her eyes widened slightly. "Those guys who came to see you...didn't they tell you?"

"Tell me...what?"

Harry looked at the two of them with a bewildered expression, and couldn't help but feel even more confused.

"Damn you guys..."

Penelope clenched her fists in hatred, and then told Harry something that shocked him.

Just this morning, the last Quidditch game of this season officially kicked off.

Gryffindor, despite being missing one player, had a head-on confrontation with Ravenclaw.

The result was that Gryffindor was held in the air and rubbed hard.

The huge score difference directly broke the record of the Gryffindor team in the game in 1692, making them suffer the biggest defeat in three hundred years.

Harry opened his mouth in surprise when he heard the news, and his throat seemed to be choked by something.

He wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

Seeing him like this, Qiu Zhang lowered his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes casting a shadow on his cheeks, and said softly:

"I'm sorry, Potter..."

Seeing Qiu Zhang seemed even sadder than himself, Harry suddenly came to his senses and waved his hands quickly:
“This has nothing to do with you!
It's all my fault. Gryffindor lost so badly because I couldn't play.

Wood must be heartbroken, he always thought we had the upper hand..."

His voice was full of self-blame and regret. Sherlock had clearly led him through one level after another, so why did he collapse at the last moment?

If I could participate in this competition, this would not have happened.

"Potter, you are such a kind man."

Qiu Zhang's eyes were full of praise and admiration. She looked at Harry and said seriously:
"At this moment, he still takes the blame on himself."

"This is my fault."

"No, you stopped Quirrell, saved the Philosopher's Stone, and protected the entire Hogwarts. This is more important than Quidditch."

"That was all Sherlock's work. I just did him a small favor."

Harry scratched his head sheepishly, a sheepish smile on his face.

That feeling of "I scored 102 points with Chamberlain" came back again.

"Sherlock is certainly excellent, but you also deserve credit."

Seeing that Qiu Zhang and Harry were getting more and more interested in each other, Penelope gradually realized that she had no say, so she curled her lips and simply went outside to wait for her.

She leaned against the wall of the corridor, playing with her wand carelessly and looking at the scenery outside the window boredly.

That Percy guy didn't even tell Harry about the competition between the two houses...

snort!
The tip of the stick drew tiny sparks on the windowsill, scaring away a bird that flew over the windowsill.

Ten minutes later, Qiu Zhang finally came out. She asked apologetically, "Penelope, when did you leave?"

"I saw you were having a good chat with the Savior, so I didn't bother you anymore."

Penelope quipped, a smirk on her lips, "Wait a few years, then you can consider dating him?"

"It's not what you think!"

Qiu Zhang's face turned red instantly, like the sunset in the sky. She lowered her head and tugged at the corners of her clothes with her hands anxiously.

"Actually, apart from his identity as the savior, Harry is just an ordinary little boy like everyone else..."

"Harry has even been called in, and you still need to explain!"

"I……"

"Okay, stop explaining, explanations are just covering up.

Let's get ready quickly, the year-end party is about to begin."

Penelope interrupted Qiu Zhang, took her arm and pulled her towards the dormitory quickly, leaving only a string of cheerful laughter echoing in the corridor.

(End of this chapter)