Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 48 Sherlock Walks Alone
In the chaos, Harry and Ron followed Percy closely.

Although he usually dislikes his younger brother, Percy still takes good care of him at critical moments.

"Don't worry, as long as you listen to my instructions, you don't have to be afraid of any monsters!
Now follow me closely... Hey, move aside, I'm the prefect!"

To be honest, Percy is really competent as a prefect.

But on the way back to Gryffindor Tower, they encountered a group of people hurrying in different directions.

Even after Percy revealed his identity as a prefect, Harry and Ron still couldn't keep up with him as they struggled to squeeze through a group of confused Hufflepuff students.

Ron suddenly became anxious.

Just then, Harry grabbed Ron's arm.

After spending a long time with Sherlock, Harry was also influenced and his divergent thinking was strengthened.

He pulled Ron, who was trying to squeeze in front of Percy, and said solemnly:

"I just remembered—Granger."

Ron, not realizing the seriousness of the situation, asked with a puzzled look on his face, "Granger? What's wrong with her?"

Harry looked Ron in the eyes and said word by word, "She... doesn't know about the troll yet."

Ron's face turned pale.

"Damn it, Sherlock..."

To this day, when Harry and Ron encounter problems that they cannot solve, their first reaction is to ask Sherlock for help.

however……

But Ron found that he couldn't find anyone.

"Sherlock? Sherlock! Where's Sherlock?!"

The two looked around and realized that at this critical moment, Sherlock had disappeared!

Harry remembered instantly.

It was a moment later that he remembered that he had not seen Sherlock since the moment Quirrell appeared.

No wonder I felt like something was missing along the way.

He wasn't among the Gryffindor freshmen who just followed Percy!
"Damn it, he must have gone to Granger alone!"

Ron said firmly.

Harry nodded as well.

There weren't many people in the academy whom Sherlock could call by their names.

Not to mention names, Sherlock couldn't even remember some people's surnames - or he was too lazy to remember them.

After all, according to his theory that the brain is a hard drive, there is no need to store useless knowledge.

Harry and Ron were both nervous and excited to make a decision without Sherlock for the first time.

The Gryffindor qualities in their hearts made both of them eager to make some moves.

"What do you mean, are you going or not?"

"Go, go, go!"

"Be careful, don't let Percy see us."

"Sherlock is so unfair. Is he afraid that we will drag him down?"

The two men lowered themselves down, complaining as they blended into the Hufflepuff crowd when they intersected with them.

After slipping through an empty side corridor, the two quickened their pace and headed straight for the basement classroom.

As soon as I turned the corner, a foul odor hit me in the face.

how to say?

If I had to describe it, it was the smell of Ron's unwashed socks mixed with a public toilet that hadn't been cleaned for a month.

Maybe add some of the special flavors from Bibi Every Flavour Beans.

Both of them had facial muscles twitching and held their breath as much as possible.

Otherwise, even if you don’t faint on the spot, you might vomit it out.

When the two of them cautiously stepped out and stuck their heads out, they were immediately shocked by the scene in front of them.

……

When Quirrell appeared in the auditorium and told the news about the troll, Sherlock immediately frowned, realizing that the situation was not simple.

Actually, it was all thanks to Professor McGonagall. In order to fulfill his promise to her, he had attended the Defense Against the Dark Arts course for the past two weeks, so he had become quite familiar with Professor Quirrell.

When Sherlock first heard about Quirrell's deeds, he instinctively felt that his story about his personality changing drastically after encountering a vampire was a bit far-fetched.

Harry still had doubts at the time, but because of insufficient conditions, Sherlock did not continue to infer.

but.

As he no longer missed the Defense Against the Dark Arts classes, he began to observe Quirrell's words and actions one by one.

There is something wrong with this person!
If this happened in the Muggle world, he would definitely get to the bottom of it.

But not in the wizarding world.

One reason is that although Quirrell looks very unreliable, he is an adult wizard after all.

If Sherlock's inference is correct, his strength is not bad at all.

It is never wise to act rashly.

Shylock would never allow stupidity to take the place of courage.

The second reason is time.

For Sherlock, there is never enough time.

Every professor at Hogwarts has secrets, and as long as Quirrell doesn't pose a threat, his affairs can be put aside for now.

until today.

When Sherlock saw Quirrell stumbling in, it took him less than a second to figure out what had happened.

He took action immediately.

As long as you act fast enough, you can figure out the whole story in one go.

Save Hermione by the way.

What happened next was just as he expected.

He arrived in the basement before the troll.

Although it was only less than half a minute faster than the giant monster.

But this little time was enough for him to drag Hermione out of the ladies' room before she was trapped by the troll.

It was really "dragged" out.

Hermione could barely speak anymore.

Her limbs were weak and her whole body was limp, and she had to be dragged by Sherlock to walk.

This is also reasonable.

No matter how strong she is, she is just an 11-year-old girl.

I stayed in the bathroom crying for most of the day and was already hungry and tired.

At this moment, when I suddenly saw such a huge monster as the troll, my mind went blank.

After all, reading a picture and text introduction in a book and seeing the troll with your own eyes are two completely different concepts.

What's more, the giant monster in front of him was twelve feet tall, a head taller than the giant Hagrid.

But even though Hagrid is huge, he still looks like a normal human.

But this thing is different.

At first glance, its entire body appears to be made up of a huge pile of gravel.

His skin was as gray as granite, with dead leaves and mud hanging on more than one spot.

The proportions of the limbs are extremely disproportionate, with the legs being short and thick, like two tree stumps.

Unfortunately, his arms seemed too long, and the thick wooden stick in his hands dragged on the ground.

The little head is hidden in the neck, and it is almost impossible to see if you have poor eyesight.

Of course, the most striking feature is the stench that hits your nose.

If this creature appeared in the game, it might be a little funny.

But once it appears in reality, the effect of gigantic fear will immediately reach its maximum.

As an 11-year-old girl, even a witch, it is not surprising that she loses her ability to move when facing the troll.

As for Sherlock, his psychological quality was superior to others, and he was mentally prepared, so he was unexpectedly calm at this moment.

(End of this chapter)