Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 164 A big bald man emerges from the crowd
Mr. Granger was quite annoyed at his wife and daughter's insistence on meeting Lockhart.

Just as he was about to say something to express his objection, Sherlock suddenly turned his head to the side, looked at someone not far away from them and said:

"Harry, it seems that after this summer vacation, you have forgotten all the stealth skills I taught you."

Mr. Granger was stunned when he heard this. What was this kid talking about?
Where did Harry come from?

"Ron, I suggest you learn from your brothers - after all, the Weasley twins' talent for pranks is commendable."

What the hell, Ron is here too?

Mr. Granger became even more confused when he saw this.

As Sherlock finished speaking, a big bald head suddenly emerged from the crowd.

"???"

What does this have to do with Harry and Ron?
Fortunately, the next moment, he understood what happened.

The bald man strode to the side, and two familiar faces appeared behind him.

They were exactly the Harry and Ron that Sherlock had mentioned.

Mr. Granger suddenly realized.

The two little guys used their big bald heads to hide themselves and tried to get close to Sherlock without anyone noticing.

I didn't expect that as soon as I got close, I was exposed by the other party.

Harry sighed, "I told you, you can't hide this from Sherlock."

"Don't mention it—Sherlock, your attention is too sharp. We are obviously hiding behind that big bald guy."

Hearing Ron's mutter, Sherlock held up three fingers:
“First, your stealth skills are substandard;

Second, I was always observing my surroundings;
Third, Harry's backpack is too conspicuous."

Now that they were out in the open, Harry and Ron stopped pretending and greeted Sherlock and the Granger family with smiles.

It is naturally a joy to meet good friends after a long separation.

After a brief chat, Hermione asked in confusion, "Why did you come just now?"

"It's all my mom's fault! As soon as she saw Lockhart signing books, she insisted on going to see him."

"No, Ron, it's not Mrs. Weasley's fault. It's mainly because I…"

"It has nothing to do with you," Ron said unhappily, bending down and rubbing the back of his foot. "There are too many people in the bookstore!"

Sherlock glanced at his shoes. "You got stepped on by a fat guy who's half an inch shy of five feet tall."

Ron was no longer surprised that Sherlock could judge the other person's physical characteristics.

For such a trivial matter, he was too lazy to even ask Sherlock about his reasoning process and just started complaining:
"It was a short, fat guy! He was trying to take a picture of Lockhart and ended up stepping on me.

And he said it was for the Daily Prophet—that's amazing!"

But Ron's resentment came quickly and went away quickly.

After saying something sarcastic, he immediately became excited again:

"Let's put that aside for a minute. You know, my dad just beat up Malfoy—right here in this bookstore!"

"what?"

"What did you say?"

This time, even Sherlock was stunned.

Hermione couldn't help but say, "How could Mr. Weasley hit a child!"

In her opinion, although Draco Malfoy was indeed annoying, even she sometimes couldn't help but want to beat him up.

But he is only a first-year student after all... uh, he should be a second-year student now.

As an adult, Arthur Weasley was a little too much in bullying the weak.

"You misunderstood. The person who fought with Mr. Weasley was not Draco Malfoy, but his father, Lucius Malfoy."

Harry explained, "He laughed at Mr. Weasley in public, calling him the scum of the wizarding world..."

In reality, what Lucius Malfoy said was far more extreme than this.

Especially in front of so many people, it is really too much to say such words.

Even Harry couldn't bear to listen, let alone Mr. Weasley himself.

He was so angry that he hit someone.

But Harry naturally couldn't repeat it again at this time.

"What a pity! If you had come earlier, you would have been able to see my father's heroic appearance!"

Ron talked incessantly, gesticulating with his hands:

"That was way more powerful than when you beat up Crabbe and Goyle on the train, Sherlock!

He was riding on that Malfoy guy's dad, throwing left hooks and right hooks.

Old Malfoy's eyes were swollen by him..."

Seeing Ron's excitement, Mr. Granger listened with great interest.

Nice job.

A trip to Godric's Hollow allowed him to forge a deep revolutionary friendship with Mr. Weasley.

Hearing about his great display of power, he naturally supported him secretly in his heart.

Mrs. Granger frowned, "Let's go buy the books as soon as possible."

"No need, Auntie!"

Ron didn't notice Mrs. Granger's attitude. He waved his hand and said with a smile:

"Harry saw so many people here and bought some in advance!"

"W-what?"

The Granger family was shocked again when they heard Ron's words.

Sherlock's eyes showed understanding.

He had just noticed that there was something wrong with the number of books in Harry's backpack.

Without a word, Harry pulled a set of books from his backpack and handed them to Hermione. They were the Lockhart series on the second grade must-read list.

Each book has a uniform style—all with blue covers.

The cover features a very handsome young man.

Seeing the forget-me-not blue cover and then seeing this handsome man, Mrs. Granger's eyes softened instantly:

"Oh, Harry, you're such a thoughtful boy."

Harry felt a little embarrassed when he heard Mrs. Granger's praise. "I learned all this from Sherlock."

Mrs. Granger then looked at Sherlock with a kind expression, "Sherlock, you are such a good teacher."

"Cough cough."

It was here that Mr. Granger broke her gaze.

"But... we need to buy two sets of Mr. Lockhart's textbooks now. Even though Harry bought one set, the quantity is still not enough."

Although there was another set in Harry's backpack, Mr. Granger subconsciously assumed that Harry bought it for himself.

Mrs. Granger also frowned when she heard this.

Harry is a good boy, but it seems that he has not learned enough from Sherlock and has not considered things carefully enough.

"It's ok!"

At this moment, Ron decisively provided an assist:

"Just before my father took action, Mr. Lockhart took a photo with Harry and gave him a complete set of his works.

Adding the extra set Harry bought, Sherlock and Hermione each have one."

Harry nodded and took out all the remaining books from his backpack.

It still had the familiar blue cover and the animated photo of Lockhart.

Hermione spotted the blind spot immediately.

"Why do you have a few extra books in this set?"

"Um... Lockhart sent me a complete set of his works - besides the textbooks, there are other books. I'll take a look..."

"I know. It's 'I Can Magic,' 'Gilderoy Lockhart's Guide to Household Pest Control,' and 'The Charming Talker!'"

Hermione was clearly well versed in Lockhart's writings.

While Harry was still flipping through the books to see the names, he had already announced the titles of these three books.

"Harry, I really envy you! Mr. Lockhart even took a photo with you..."

Hermione looked at Harry with envy, as if she wished that the person taking the photo with Lockhart was herself instead of Harry.

At this time, Sherlock had quickly finished reading the set of books that Lockhart gave to Harry. He kept the seven sets of standard textbooks and handed the extra three to Hermione.

Hermione was startled. "Hey, Sherlock, don't you want these three books anymore?"

"I've already read the one about getting rid of household pests at Ron's house, and you gave me the one about learning to talk."

Sherlock said in front of everyone's surprised eyes, "As for the other one...it's better not to read it."

Facing Sherlock, Hermione didn't act pretentiously. She thanked him and took the three books, holding them in her arms with a happy look on her face.

But the ten books were so heavy that she could hardly stand.

Mr. Granger took it from her quickly upon seeing this.

Only then did Ron come back to his senses from his surprise:

"Wait, Sherlock, when exactly did you open that book?
No, I should say, how did you know that I had Lockhart's books at home?"

Ron did have a copy of Gilderoy Lockhart's Guide to Household Pest Control at home; it was Mrs. Weasley's favorite.

However, both the Weasley twins and Ron thought they knew how to get rid of the goblins without even looking in a book.

But the problem is, Sherlock only lived in the cave for one day and was with him most of the time.

So Ron really didn't understand when Sherlock discovered and read the book.

“It’s on the kitchen mantel, isn’t it?

I flipped through it a bit before going to bed.

As for why you didn't know, it was because you had already gone to Percy's room at that time."

"Uh……"

Ron thought for a moment and realized that he could not remember anything about that night.

This is very embarrassing.

"Forget it, don't worry about this kind of thing!

Let's go find my parents. He wants to treat the uncles and aunts to a drink—and where are Uncle and Aunt Holmes?

"Ron, you just realized it now?"

Hermione expressed helplessness at Ron's slowness.

"They have something to do today and didn't come."

"That's such a shame! My dad said we must have a drink with the uncles and aunts!"

Originally, Ron planned to take Hermione's parents to the Leaky Cauldron himself.

However, Mr. Granger waved his hand, indicating that he and Mrs. Granger knew the way and they could just go there themselves.

As for Sherlock and the other three, they wandered around Diagon Alley and then went to the Leaky Cauldron to find them when they had enough fun.

It's a good opportunity to take back the robe I ordered from Madam Malkin's robe shop.

"Sherlock, Hermione, your parents are really open-minded..."

Ron looked at the Grangers leaving with two sets of books and said enviously:

"One is to let Sherlock come to Diagon Alley on his own, and the other is to let Hermione wander around the streets...

Look at my parents, they wouldn’t even let us go to Knockturn Alley.”

Ron complained, then turned to Harry and said, "By the way, Harry, you got a set of books for nothing. Stop pretending to be nonchalant and treat us!"

(End of this chapter)