Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 167: Collect All
With Hermione using Sherlock as a threat, Ron finally gave up his plan to make public the relationship between the two prefects, Percy and Penelope.

Although Sherlock didn't care about it, Ron couldn't just ignore it.

He didn't want Sherlock to be targeted by the two prefects because of him.

Fortunately, Harry quickly distracted himself with a large amount of snacks he had purchased from the trolley.

In particular, Harry consciously increased the portion of the chocolate frog.

The four little wizards ate and smoked at the same time.

After this wave of krypton gold, the depth of Harry's card pool has been further enhanced.

But it doesn't mean much to Ron, who is ugly and old.

Even after opening all the chocolate frogs, Agrippa and Potolomew are still missing.

It can be seen that there is a reason why they are the two most difficult SSR-level cards to obtain.

Sherlock doesn't need a wizard card.

After browsing through it, he put all the information he might need into his memory attic.

You can call it at any time when you need to query.

There is not much to say about the rest of the journey.

After last year's lesson, Malfoy naturally did not come here to cause trouble.

Neville, Seamus and other classmates who usually had a good relationship with them ran over to say hello to them.

Even students from other colleges came over - mainly to thank Hermione for her summer homework, which made Hermione feel better.

Compared with last year, Qiu Zhang, who I hadn't seen for a whole summer, seemed to be more beautiful.

This allowed Harry to maintain a very comfortable mood throughout the long journey.

Until the train reaches its destination.

"Sherlock, I'm increasingly convinced you're right. The speed of this crappy car has nothing to do with 'express'."

When the train didn't reach its destination until evening, just like last year, Ron couldn't help but complain:

"But even if we call it a direct train like you said, it doesn't seem to make much sense... Wait, what is that?"

Not only Ron, all the young wizards felt that something was wrong before they even got off the car.

Because this time the people who came to greet them at the station were not only the tall key keeper Hagrid who was holding a lamp.

There are also a group of Hogwarts professors.

Looking closely, the four head teachers, McGonagall, Snape, Flitwick and Sprout, were all present.

Seeing this scene, all the little wizards on the train began to whisper to each other.

Ron took a deep breath:
"What's going on? Although we don't have to row across Black Lake to Hogwarts today, this is still too..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a louder exclamation:

"Look, the one wearing the purple robe is Gilderoy Lockhart. I heard that he will be our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor today!"

"Oh my god, it's really him! So handsome! My mom said that if I don't get his autograph, I won't be able to go back this Christmas!"

"Wait, who is that? No way? Even Headmaster Dumbledore is here!"

"W-what?!"

Everyone looked over quickly and saw Dumbledore's iconic half-moon glasses and silver-white beard.

"What on earth is this..."

Seeing Ron still looking confused, Hermione sighed and couldn't help but remind him:
"Ron, have you forgotten why Harry didn't contact us before?"

After being reminded by Hermione, Ron suddenly understood.

He lowered his voice and asked Sherlock beside him:

"But... isn't it a bit too much to make such a big fuss just for an inspection?"

Sherlock shook his head. "This is the dumbest way, but it's the most direct and effective way."

According to common sense, the moment Lucius Malfoy discovered that his elf was missing, he should have realized that his plan had been exposed.

In this case, his best option is to abandon his original plan.

This also corresponds to the incident in Knockturn Alley where Harry encountered old Malfoy running to Borgin and Burke's to deal with dark magic items.

As for whether he should continue to lie dormant, that depends on whether he is a devout believer.

But then again, those were dark magic items left behind by Voldemort, and Lucius might not dare to handle them through Borgin and Burke's.

If he becomes bold enough and wants to get away with it, he might really take the risk and do something like this.

You know, in the wizarding world, anything related to Voldemort should be taken seriously.

Although when Sherlock faced Voldemort last year, he felt that this guy didn't seem to be very smart.

But since he was able to rule the magical world for more than ten years, there must be a reason.

Although he looks like a fool now, it is probably because he fell into a weak state after being seriously injured.

Not afraid of ten thousand, just in case.

So it was necessary for Dumbledore to arrange such an inspection.

As the Hogwarts direct train slowly stopped, the door opened with a clang, and a group of young wizards got off one after another.

Hundreds of boots stepped on the platform, making a "dong dong" sound in this quiet night.

The sharp autumn wind carried the mist from the platform, making their robes rustle.

The young wizards quickly lined up according to the professors' instructions.

There was more or less tension and curiosity on their faces, and their eyes glanced at the checkpoint not far away from time to time.

"Honestly, I don't think Professor Dumbledore needs to come, and even other professors don't need to come."

Ron leaned over to Harry's ear and whispered in a low voice.

He kept glancing around, afraid of being overheard.
"Look at this scene. With Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape here, who would dare to cause trouble?"

Harry followed Ron's gaze. Professor McGonagall was short, but stood as straight as a pine tree at the checkpoint, her eyes so sharp they seemed to penetrate a person's heart.

Not to mention Professor Snape, who, in his black robe, was like a shadow, moving silently among the student queues, as if he brought a chill with him.

Even the Weasley twins, who were usually mischievous, put away their playful smiles and stood obediently in the line.

This shows the deterrent power of Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape together.

"I think it's more about making a statement."

Hermione hesitated for a moment, then said slowly while thinking:
"Such a scene would surely reach the ears of the person who attempted to bring dark magic items into the school.

In that case, even if he originally had such an idea, he would probably give up after seeing this situation, right?

Sherlock, what do you think..."

Hermione was halfway through her words when she realized that Sherlock was missing!

Her eyes widened and she quickly searched the crowd.

Soon, she found her target.

Because Sherlock is so conspicuous.

He hadn't known when he was standing next to Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape, and was tilting his head, curiously examining the inspection tools in their hands.

Hermione could even see the excitement glimmering in Sherlock's eyes, as if he was exploring a new world of treasure.

"When did he go there?!"

Hermione muttered in disbelief, a hint of confusion and anxiety in her voice.

When I just got off the train, Sherlock was clearly next to me, but how come he appeared on the other side like a ghost in the blink of an eye?
What surprised her even more was that she hadn't even noticed his departure. It was too outrageous!
"Have you noticed?"

Hermione turned hastily to Harry and Ron, confusion written all over her face.

"No." Harry answered honestly, with a hint of confusion in his eyes.

Ron curled his lips and smiled helplessly, "Come on, he disappeared from Harry and me just like that last Halloween, like he could teleport."

The three little ones didn't notice Sherlock's whereabouts, but Professor McGonagall discovered this uninvited guest at the first moment.

She raised her eyebrows slightly, looking away from the inspection tools in her hand and looking at Sherlock.

However, she had already known the whole story from Dumbledore and Snape. Seeing this, she shook her head slightly, acquiesced to Sherlock's behavior, and continued to devote herself to the inspection work.

Professor Snape opened his mouth and was about to say something, but he didn't know what he thought of, so in the end he said nothing.

Sherlock looked at Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape with great interest.

Professor McGonagall held a slender probe as long as a golden car antenna and moved it back and forth around the students with skillful movements.

She looked focused, her eyes fixed on the detection rod, not missing any abnormality.

Whenever the detection rod vibrated slightly, she would stop immediately and look at the corresponding students with sharp eyes, as if she could see through the secrets in their hearts.

The little wizard who was stared at by her immediately handed over his equipment without saying a word.

Professor Snape was moving among the students, holding a gyroscope that looked like cracked glass.

His footsteps were light, and his black robe dragged on the ground, making almost no sound. He looked particularly eerie in this quiet night.

Compared to Professor McGonagall, his eyes were like the cold stars in the night sky, cold and sharp.

Every time I scanned a student, it was like a silent trial.

Many of the young wizards he targeted were trembling with fear, and some even handed over their equipment without waiting for him to pick up the looking glass.

Professors Flitwick and Straub did not use any tools.

The two of them, holding wands, assisted Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape in the examination respectively.

When the four deans worked together, they naturally reaped great rewards.

A large amount of equipment exploded from the little wizards.

In terms of grade level, the shipment rate is significantly higher among senior students.

As far as houses are concerned, Slytherin is the worst hit.

From time to time, some strange and bizarre things would appear on their bodies, attracting the amazement of the little wizards around them.

This result made Professor Snape look very unhappy.

He looked in the direction of Gryffindor with an unhappy look on his face.

In fact, it was not just him, everyone present had such doubts.

Normally, those reckless little lions in Gryffindor should be the main force in violating the rules, so why is it that Slytherin has become the target of public criticism now?
Haven’t those little snakes always attached the most importance to collective honor?

In fact, Gryffindor College’s shipment rate is not low.

But those were mostly harmless joke props.

For example, the Flitwick fireworks that the Weasley twins bought from Diagon Alley.

These fireworks can ignite automatically and bloom when they come into contact with water. Colorful lights bloom in the air. The moment they were tested, they attracted everyone's attention and caused exclamations.

When they were found out, George stuck out his tongue and Fred secretly made a face at the professors.

But compared to Gryffindor, what was found in Slytherin was real dark magic items.

Although the harm was limited and the students did not carry them out of malicious intent, it still made Professor Snape extremely unhappy.

I was secretly wondering whether I should launch a rectification movement within the college after school started.

In short, based on the principle of collecting everything that should be collected, all black magic items were confiscated.

Although their owners felt sorry for them, they could only swallow their anger silently.

However, items like the Filibuster Magic Fireworks were returned to their owners after being proven harmless.

This excited the Weasley twins.

see it?

I'm the one who can get back the confiscated equipment from Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape!
While everyone was busy, there was one person who stood out from the crowd.

(End of this chapter)