Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 135 Dear Hermione, Do You Have Any Misunderstandings About Me?

Although Sherlock noticed that Hermione's face was slightly red, he did not care and just continued to speak:
“The Netherlands is world-famous for its tulips, and many cities there have vast fields of flowers.

Pollen was everywhere, and the surrounding air was filled with this fragrance for a long time.

As long as you stay there for a while, the infection will be difficult to dissipate even after several days.

The subtle floral fragrance on you is so fresh and elegant that it is really impressive.

Just like before, since you still haven't used the spell to clear it, this makes it easy for me to make a judgment.

I have to say, the requirement that young wizards cannot use magic outside of school has made my reasoning process much simpler."

In Hermione's surprised eyes, Sherlock pointed to the small box that she had just placed on the table:
“The metal nameplate on this box is a little worn, but I happen to recognize it.

This is a unique luggage identification tag used on cargo ships traveling between the Port of Antwerp in Belgium and the Port of Rotterdam in the Netherlands.

Passengers travelling in the small number of passenger cabins attached to these cargo ships are given such a tag to mark their luggage.

Also, the small commemorative badge hanging on the zipper has a pattern that is a combination of the architectural outline of the Grand Place in Brussels, Belgium and a simple sketch of a Dutch windmill.

This type of commemorative badge is specially made by local businesses to attract tourists and commemorate their cross-border journeys. Tourists buy it as a souvenir of their visit to the two places.

Putting all this information together, even if you didn't say anything, I can conclude that you went to one of these two places."

As Sherlock analyzed the situation in detail, Hermione's original anger had completely disappeared.

The shock on her face gradually turned into sincere admiration.

"As expected of you, Sherlock!"

She said with admiration.

"Although I already knew you could guess the result, you still managed to leave me stunned every time.

The strange thing is that before you told me the things, I felt that they were so incredible, but once you explained them, I felt that they were so natural. "

Speaking of this, even she herself couldn't help but find it a little funny.

After all, she has said this more than once or twice.

After shaking her head helplessly, Hermione raised the corners of her mouth and smiled:
"Anyway, you're right. I did go to the Netherlands this time and spent a long time wandering around the sea of flowers there. By the way, this is a gift for you."

Hermione said as she walked over to the table and started rummaging through the box.

Although the box is not big, it is packed with a lot of things, so it looks a bit messy.

After a while, she took out a small box that was beautifully wrapped.

Sherlock took a quick glance and noticed that the box was printed with a traditional Dutch windmill pattern in bright and colorful colors.

He couldn't help laughing when he saw this.

If I had seen this box just now, I would have been able to directly determine where Hermione went this time.

"I know you like to explore new things. After the case of the Greek interpreter, you said you wanted to learn about astronomy."

Hermione opened the box and took out the gift she had prepared for Sherlock and handed it to him.

“I happened to find this in an antique shop in Amsterdam.

It is said that it was a small astronomical instrument used by Dutch navigators in the 17th century to measure the stars.

Although it is a bit old, it is well preserved and the parts can still rotate flexibly.

I thought you might find some interesting secrets in it."

Sherlock took the astronomical instrument, his fingers gently touching the delicate scales and knobs, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Hermione took in the whole scene, a familiar smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were filled with a bit of pride and cunning.

This gift is perfect for someone who doesn't know that "the earth revolves around the sun".

After being happy, she suddenly realized.

That’s not right. I’m complaining because this guy didn’t write to me to accuse me!

How did it suddenly become like this?

Also, he had already entered the door, but he was still struggling with the toad.

Am I not even as good as a toad?
It’s infuriating just thinking about it.

But now that I have even given away the gift, it is obvious that I have already exposed this matter.

If you get angry again, it will seem like you are looking for trouble.

Besides, I can't connect with my emotions...

Thinking of this, she simply walked to the chopping board, wanting to see what was so attractive about this thing that left Sherlock no time to even write a letter to her.

however……

Hermione: (|||Д)…(×﹏×)⌒●~*
After just one glance, she quickly looked away.

She was afraid that if she continued watching, she would vomit.

Really...

Hermione didn't know what words to use to describe her current mood.

Forced to calm herself down, Hermione couldn't help but ask out of curiosity:
"Sherlock, why are you dissecting a toad?"

"Comparison of the differences between Muggles and magical creatures."

Sherlock glanced at Hermione and saw that she was looking at him with clear stupidity in her eyes, and then he explained further:

“In the magical world, there are many magical creatures that wizards keep as pets. Some pets are only found in the magical world, such as catkins, phoenixes, and kneazles.

But some pets are shared by both the wizarding world and the Muggle world, such as owls, cats, mice, and toads.

Animals like these also have common species in the Muggle world, but their behavior is different.

For example, owls in the Muggle world can’t deliver mail—although we now know that this is due to magic, but…”

At this point, Sherlock's eyes showed a hint of excitement:
"I want to dissect two different types of toads to find out the key differences between magical toads and Muggle toads in terms of physiology, magical energy storage, and utilization. If successful, I can build a bridge between the knowledge systems of the two worlds.

This will make it easier to handle any magical matters involving Muggles, and vice versa."

Last school year, Sherlock handled several cases.

As the complexity of the case gradually increased, he gradually felt the strain.

The main reason is that science and magic are two completely different systems.

But fortunately, my deduction method is still useful.

It’s just that the knowledge of the two systems needs to be integrated.

Hermione also became interested after hearing this: "So what did you find?"

Sherlock nodded: "So far, it seems that the toads of the wizarding world and the toads of the Muggle world are physiologically identical.

The toad liver, tadpoles and other materials we use in potions class are also directly taken from ordinary toads.

This means that they belong to the same species biologically.

However, their roles and symbolism within wizarding society vary significantly."

Hermione quickly asked, "What's the difference?"

“It’s mainly reflected in the difference in magical abilities.

Take Neville's pet, Lev, for example. Its frequent escapes have been interpreted by magical zoologists as a 'natural resistance to contract magic.'"

Hermione nodded. "That's exactly what it says in the notes to Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them."

"However, in Muggle biology, this behavior is simply considered a normal stress response of ordinary animals, and..."

Sherlock picked up a toad casually and said, "In Diagon Alley, a pet toad only costs a few Galleons. It seems to be much cheaper than an owl or a cat.

But in a Muggle pet shop, the same toad costs less than a pound.

Such an exaggerated premium is fundamentally driven by the demand for potions in the wizarding world."

Sherlock then compared the toads in the wizarding world and the Muggle toads in terms of pet functions, legal status, danger level, etc.

Hermione listened attentively and took out the feather she carried with her to take notes.

However, when Hermione heard Sherlock say that he dissected two different toads and found that their physiological structures were exactly the same, she suddenly remembered a horrible thing.

"Wait, Sherlock, wait a minute!"

Hermione looked at Sherlock and asked cautiously, "Where did the toad from the magical world that you dissected come from?

You wouldn't give Neville's toad to..."

"My dear Hermione, what on earth are you thinking?"

Looking at Hermione's surprised look, Sherlock felt helpless.

"What misunderstanding do you have about me? How could I possibly dissect a classmate's pet?"

Hermione couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she heard that.

Fortunately, it seems that I was overthinking it.

I misjudged him this time.

Just as this thought came to mind, Sherlock continued:
“I picked this up.”

"You found it? Where did you find it?"

"I picked it up from the grass next to me when I was fighting Flint last time."

Hermione: (╬◣д◢)

I knew it!

As expected of you!

I didn't see it wrong at all!
But Flint could not be compared with Neville after all. Hermione was speechless for a while and then stopped worrying about it.

Forget it, he said it was found, so it was found, right?

After chatting with Sherlock for a while, Hermione chattered about what she saw and heard in the Netherlands, and gradually regained her old feeling.

"Come to think of it, it's okay if you don't take the initiative to write to me..."

Hermione glared at Sherlock, and finding that he had no reaction to her gaze, she could only curl her lips and continue:
"Harry is even worse than you. He didn't even reply to my letters...

Ron does write letters quite often, but the first thing he starts with is summer homework..."

At this point, Hermione couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

Sherlock seemed to never know how to write the word "initiative".

He will only reply if you write to him.

If you don’t write, he won’t reply.

It gives people the impression of being passive, unwilling to refuse, and irresponsible.

Sherlock was already too much, and Harry was even more extreme.

Apart from the contact in the first few days, I sent five letters via owl during this period, but never received a reply.

You are amazing, you are arrogant!

Ron, the only one who would contact me actively, would reveal his true nature within three sentences - lend me your homework!

I only have three good friends at Hogwarts, and they all ended up like this...

I feel really tired!