Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 38 Hermione's Request

Hermione was very unhappy with her performance in flying lessons.

However, the situation is stronger than the people.

The flying lesson was about to end, and the thought of flying into the sky again made her legs start to tremble again.

In this situation, Hermione shook her head helplessly and could only face reality.

Let’s think of other ways!
At this moment, she noticed that Neville beside her was holding the memory ball tightly in his hand, still looking deep in thought, muttering to himself whether he had forgotten to eat lunch, do homework, fold the quilt, wash clothes, etc. Finally, she couldn't help but say:
"Is it possible that you forgot to thank Sherlock?"

"Yup!"

Nawei slapped his forehead hard.

He saved my life, how could I forget such an important thing?
"Thank you, Granger! I'll go and thank Holmes right away!"

Watching Neville jogging towards Sherlock who had just fallen from the air, Hermione suddenly had an idea and a bold idea emerged in her mind.

After the flight class, the students went to the dining hall for dinner as usual.

Every time it's dinner time, Ron Weasley turns into a foodie.

At this moment, he was picking up a piece of steak and kidney pie and putting it into his mouth, his eyes fixed on the other food on the table, as if he was afraid that someone would snatch it from him.

In this situation, Harry wisely chooses to share his joy in flying lessons with Sherlock:

"You know what? Sherlock! I think this is a skill I can learn on my own!
Believe it or not, I just knew how to do it naturally… I just lean forward, hold the broom tightly with both hands, and it will keep accelerating!
I could hear the whistling of the wind and feel my robes billowing behind me, it was so easy, so beautiful... I even felt that Malfoy was inferior to me!"

Looking at Harry's excited face and dancing appearance, Sherlock nodded slightly.

He understood what Harry said.

He is also a very athletic person.

Being good at boxing and fencing, his coordination skills are naturally not bad either.

"Based on observations, Malfoy is indeed not as good as you."

"really?"

Harry was so happy to get Sherlock's affirmation.

“Effort determines the lower limit, talent determines the upper limit.

You've never flown before, yet you're more skilled than Malfoy. That's saying something."

Harry straightened his chest immediately after hearing that.

For Harry, Snape, the person he hated most in the whole school, was only second.

The first is Malfoy.

Of course, Sherlock was also the reason why the former was outshined by Malfoy.

Because Sherlock said Snape was a good man.

It’s just that... Harry has tried very hard to believe Sherlock, but Snape is really disappointing!

So he still remained on Harry's "most annoying people" list.

"What about me?"

At this time, Ron finally finished his dinner and burped contentedly.

After hearing the conversation between Sherlock and Harry, he quickly pointed at his nose and said, "Sherlock, do you think I have talent?"

Sherlock's eyes swept over Ron's nose, which seemed to be always covered in dust. "Excuse me, but the level of effort of most people in this world is not enough to compete with talent."

Harry laughed softly, while Ron looked confused.

Sherlock turned to Harry again. "If you like flying, I suggest you sign up for the Gryffindor Quidditch house team."

"what?"

When Sherlock said this, Harry was immediately as confused as Ron.

"Sherlock, are you kidding me? First years are not eligible to join the house Quidditch team!"

As soon as Ron talked about this, he was no longer sleepy.

"There are exceptions to everything."

Sherlock said calmly, "As far as I know, Slytherin not only won the House Cup for six consecutive years, but also defeated Gryffindor in the Quidditch match.

During that time, Professor McGonagall even dared not see Professor Snape for several weeks..."

Ron asked in confusion, "How do you know all this?" Sherlock frowned, "All it takes is..."

"Observation, I understand. Please continue."

Seeing that Ron had already learned to answer quickly, Sherlock nodded with satisfaction and continued, "Under the circumstances, you, with your flying talent, will have a great chance of being admitted to the academy team as an exception."

As Sherlock described, Harry's breathing became heavier.

Join the Gryffindor House Team!

This was something he had never imagined.

But after hearing what Sherlock said, he suddenly felt that there was great potential in this matter.

The point is, as Sherlock said, he loves to fly.

It feels so wonderful to fly freely on a broom!
He really likes this feeling.

It is no exaggeration to say that this afternoon's flying experience was the happiest thing that had ever happened to him since he could remember.

After a moment, he finally made up his mind: "Sherlock, can you go with me?"

"of course."

When Sherlock made this suggestion, he guessed that Harry would say this, so he naturally agreed.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

It's strange to say, even though I've only known Sherlock for a month and he's the same age as me, every time I see him, I have a feeling that "this is a sure thing."

It is no exaggeration to say that the sense of security Sherlock brings to Harry is even greater than that of the giant Hagrid.

So when Harry got Sherlock's affirmative answer, he immediately felt relieved.

"And I!"

Ron couldn't help but say, since he was going anyway, why not give it a try?
Sherlock glanced at him and said nothing.

(￣_,￣)
"Hey, what's that look you have?"

"I'm sorry to bother you."

Just when Ron felt his defense was broken, a figure appeared in front of them.

"Granger?"

Ron was immediately unhappy because of being interrupted by Hermione, and even the good impression she had made on him for speaking up for Sherlock and Harry could not be offset.

"Can we have a meal in peace?"

Hermione ignored him, just looked at Sherlock and said, "I couldn't help but eavesdrop on what you and Potter were saying -"

"I knew you would."

Ron was mumbling again.

Sherlock: "Shut up."

Ron: (;д｀)ゞ
"Sherlock, can we talk alone?"

Sherlock didn't answer, but stood up.

"Harry, did you see that? He was mean to me. He was actually mean to me!"

Staring straight at Sherlock as he left with Hermione, Ron turned around abruptly and said to Harry with a look of grievance.

Harry: (⊙﹏⊙)
"We met on the train! We ate and slept together, and he was actually siding with that woman!"

Harry: .((/——)/
"And, did you hear that? That woman actually called him Sherlock! And he hasn't refused yet!"

Harry: ╮（╯＿╰）╭
"I didn't expect Sherlock to be a man who values ​​women over friends. I really misjudged him!"

"Um... Ron."

Faced with Ron's continuous accusations, Harry was really a little nervous and couldn't help but say, "Have you forgotten that Sherlock said that he and Granger knew each other before school started?"

"what do you mean?"

"Technically speaking, she was here first."

Ron: 〒▽〒

(End of this chapter)