Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 165 You Might as Well Make Your Words More Clear

At Ron's strong request, Harry, who received a book as a gift from Lockhart, generously treated them to a meal.

He bought four strawberry peanut butter ice creams and invited his three friends to taste them together.

The ice cream tastes great, and it's even better when you share it with friends.

The four of them strolled leisurely in the alley, and the dazzling shop windows would make them stop from time to time.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Sherlock, you know, only at times like this do I feel like you're a teenager. Normally, you give people the feeling of an adult."

"Hermione, I've never denied my age - it's you, on the other hand, who often forgets that you're a year older than all three of us."

"Sherlock Holmes!"

When Hermione heard Sherlock say this, she immediately became angry.

But when I saw the other person looking at me calmly, I suddenly felt like I had nowhere to vent my anger.

Because she knew very well that given Sherlock's character, he was not saying this to deliberately anger her, he was just stating a fact.

But that's what makes me even angrier!

Harry and Ron on the side covered their mouths and laughed secretly.

Sure enough, only Sherlock can deal with Hermione.

Next, they ran into other members of the Weasley family.

At Hopping and Frolicking Wizarding Joke Shop, the Weasley twins are with their friend Lee Jordan.

Lee Jordan was the Quidditch host at the school, and when he spoke quickly there was a rhythm to his words, almost like he was singing.

At this time, the three of them were buying a magical firework called Filiba, which could automatically ignite and bloom when it came into contact with water.

When he saw Sherlock and his four companions, he greeted them with a smile.

In a junk shop, Percy was reading a book intently.

The title of the book is "How the Prefect Gains Power".

Percy was so engrossed in his reading that he didn't notice his stinky little brother sneaking up behind him.

Seeing this, Ron came up with an idea and deliberately read the back cover description out loud:
"Hogwarts prefects and the careers they pursue after leaving school—hmm, that sounds quite fascinating."

"Go away."

Percy said angrily when he saw his stupid brother.

After the four of them left, Ron whispered to the other three, "Percy is ambitious. His wish is to become the Minister of Magic in the future..."

"Dear Ron, if that's the case, then I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to get what he wants."

"Hey, why do you say that?"

"Percy is a competent prefect. He might be able to enter the Ministry of Magic with his excellent performance in school, or become a mid-level cadre in the Ministry with his excellent work ability, but..."

Sherlock paused here, then continued under the expectant gazes of his three companions:
"If one could become a leader simply by relying on work ability, neither the Queen's Government nor the British Ministry of Magic would be what they are today.

To be honest, compared to the book just mentioned, I think he should watch some political TV dramas, which might be more helpful to him. "

"Hahahahaha!"

Hearing Sherlock's words, Ron couldn't help laughing:
"Sherlock, if Percy knew you said that, he would probably be really pissed off!"

"I'm just stating the facts."

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about Percy anymore. Actually, I've been wanting to tell you that Harry had a wonderful experience today!"

"Ron..."

Harry was embarrassed when he heard Ron's words: "Don't bring up such embarrassing things."

"What's embarrassing? That's just so cool, okay?"

Ron glared, "Apart from Sherlock, you're the only one of us who's been to Knockturn Alley. Not even Fred and George have been there!"

"Knockturn Alley?" Sherlock's grey eyes flashed with surprise.

"Yeah, we were planning to use Floo powder to go to Diagon Alley, but Harry ended up in Knockturn Alley! That's so cool!"

When Sherlock heard Ron's words, he looked at Harry again, and the surprise on his face became even stronger.

He frowned. "I don't see any traces of Knockturn Alley on you. Logically, you should still have Floo powder and soot on you."

Sherlock is good at observing, analyzing, and reasoning, and then drawing conclusions.

But now Harry had clearly used Floo powder to go to Knockturn Alley, but he couldn't come to this conclusion through observation.

Although he had guessed why this happened, but...

This is not a good sign.

This means that as the time spent in contact with the magical world increases, the interference with observation and inference abilities is gradually increasing.

Harry couldn't help blushing when he heard Sherlock's words:
"Hagrid ran into me and he brushed the soot off me, and then I ran into Ron's mum and dad and they cleaned me up."

"Sure enough, only magic can defeat deduction."

Sherlock came to Harry, took out a magic magnifying glass, looked carefully and suddenly understood.

"Although most traces have been erased, I can still see large handprints and traces of a clothes brush on your body, which fits your description. However, your glasses are as good as new..."

"It was magic. Mr. Weasley used magic."

"it is as expected."

Sherlock shook his head. "If it was Mycroft, he wouldn't make such a mistake."

At times like this, Sherlock couldn't help but think of his brother who had better observation skills than himself.

"But...if Mr. Weasley also used magic to clean the marks on his clothes, even Mycroft wouldn't be able to see anything."

Hearing Sherlock suddenly say this, Hermione couldn't help but feel a little worried, "Sherlock, you..."

She felt that she should comfort him at this time.

"But that's what makes it fun!"

At this moment, Sherlock's gray eyes sparkled:

"When analyzing and reasoning, we must take the possible impact of magic into consideration in advance.

On this basis, we can use deductive reasoning to analyze it, and then we will get...

Use magic to defeat magic!"

Hermione: (￣▽￣;)
I just want to eat radish and not worry about anything else!

This person doesn't need any comforting at all!
Harry and Ron didn't have such a delicate mind as Hermione.

Seeing that Harry no longer objected to him continuing, Ron continued enthusiastically:

“After we found Harry, we originally wanted to wait for you to come together.

As a result, when my mother saw Lockhart was going to sign and sell books, she insisted on going over to see him first.

But as soon as Harry walked in, he was discovered by Lockhart."

When he said this, Ron couldn't help but look at Harry again.

There was a hint of envy in his eyes, just like when Hermione heard that Harry and Lockhart had taken a photo together.

Unlike Hermione, the former's envy is directed at Lockhart himself - Hermione is Lockhart's admirer.

Ron's envy was directed at Harry's treatment as the center of attention.

Even though Harry had said he didn't want that, Ron knew Harry meant it.

But he just couldn't control himself.

More than once he wished that he could be like Harry, attracting the admiration of everyone wherever he went.

Thinking of this, Ron suppressed this emotion deep in his heart and continued vividly:
"You have no idea how outrageous Lockhart was, he jumped up and said, 'Isn't that Harry Potter?'

Then he rushed over, grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him to the front, and the whole audience burst into warm applause.

He took a photo with Harry, saying that it would be on the front page, and then gave Harry a complete set of his works.

There is one more thing you absolutely haven’t thought of—”

Ron paused deliberately, and when Sherlock and Hermione both looked at him, he said with satisfaction:
"Lockhart also officially announced that he will be our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this year!"

“Oh my god—!”

Hermione covered her mouth in surprise and looked at Sherlock.

Sherlock, on the other hand, looked calm as usual.

Ron looked at Sherlock in confusion: "You, you guessed it again?"

"Yes, I guessed it this time."

Sherlock smiled mischievously, "After all, for the author, using his own work as a teaching material is only natural, isn't it?"

"Ha, I don't think he's here to teach. He looks more like he's here to sell books..."

"Ron, how can you say that about a professor?"

"Come on, he's not officially a professor yet!"

"It's just a matter of time. I think you should respect him from now on."

"Hey, don't you think you sound a lot like Professor McGonagall when you talk?"

Sherlock ignored Hermione who was arguing with Ron, and turned to Harry again, asking with great interest:
"Dear Harry, I guess you ended up in Knockturn Alley because you used Floo powder for the first time and didn't tell me the place clearly?
From Borgin and Burke's?"

"Uh-huh."

Harry nodded repeatedly, "I also saw Malfoy and his father there. They ran there to sell things."

"So, he must have given up the idea of ​​cramming things into Hogwarts.

On the other hand, if you still haven't figured this out even after discovering your own house-elves have disappeared, then I wouldn't worry about you - your intelligence isn't worth my serious consideration."

"Speaking of which, it's fortunate that Dobi informed us that we were able to learn about this matter."

"The starting point is commendable, but the method is completely wrong. Being self-righteous and being nice to others will only make people feel disgusted!"

"But it still helped us after all. I don't know how it is doing now..."

"He was captured by Dumbledore and taken to Hogwarts to be watched by the other house elves."

"All right……"

The four of them talked as they walked, and when they arrived at Madam Malkin's robe shop, Ron looked envious again.

He has also grown taller in the past year.

Normally, he should have bought a new robe, but Ginny's enrollment this year made his already tight financial situation even worse.

Not to mention that Lockhart's books were so expensive - this was one of the reasons why he hated Lockhart.

While thinking about it, Hermione mentioned this person again:

"What a shame. I thought I would get to see Mr. Lockhart today."

"Please, Hermione, don't mention him anymore, okay? You'll see him every day when school starts!"

"Well...actually, I don't have a very good impression of that person, Sherlock, what do you think?"

"I can only say what a pity! Since he asked you to take a photo with him, you should have asked him for a few more sets of books—and then each of us should get one set. Next time you encounter something like this, you must think carefully."

"Ahem... Sherlock, isn't that a bit too..."

"My dear Harry, you don't really think that our incoming Defence Against the Dark Arts professor is giving you a complete set of his books just as a good deed?"

"Sherlock, you might as well put it more clearly."

(End of this chapter)