Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 57 Professor Snape's Secret
“The question is actually very simple.

If you were there, and you pay a little attention, you will notice that the letter 'A' is written more or less like German, while real Germans tend to use Latin script.

On the other hand, the 'E' at the end is written in cursive, which is exactly the writing habit in the UK.

Maybe it's superfluous, maybe it's an attempt to cover up something, or maybe it's just his level. In short, his imitation skills are not very good.

So I can say with absolute certainty that this alphabet was not written by a German."

Ron couldn't help but praise: "I knew it, you are worthy of it!"

Harry noticed that Sherlock looked pleased by Ron's compliment.

In fact, he had noticed this a long time ago.

Whenever anyone praised Sherlock's achievements in detective work, his friend would be as sensitive as any girl would be if she were praised for her beauty.

The premise is that the person's praise is sincere.

As expected, after Sherlock finished his analysis of the scarlet letter, he took the initiative to say to Ron, "I can tell you one more thing."

"whats the matter?"

"You must be wondering why I always insist that Professor Snape is a mean-spirited, kindhearted man?"

Now, not only Ron, but even Harry and Hermione became interested.

"Yeah, why?"

"Yeah, why is that?"

"Because Professor Snape and Harry's father are a rival in love."

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The topic was so explosive that the three little wizards kept their mouths open for a long time.

"Harry, Professor Snape's love for your mother was genuine and pure."

Sherlock looked at Harry, who was in shock, and said calmly and calmly, "After your mother passed away, this love was transferred to you."

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silence.

A long silence.

After a while, Hermione was the first to recover from her shock.

She took a deep breath and asked curiously, "Is this... also what Headmaster Dumbledore said?"

Even if this is what Dumbledore said, it is too outrageous!

"It's so obvious," Sherlock shook his head. "I don't even need to observe it."

Hearing Sherlock say this, Hermione suddenly thought of what happened in the first Potions class.

"You mean…Victorian flower language?"

Although Snape interrupted her mid-sentence, Hermione remembered the conversation between Snape and Sherlock clearly.

Daffodil is a type of lily, also known as Lily, which happens to be Harry's mother's name, and its flower language means "My regrets follow you to the grave."

Wormwood represents absence and bitter sorrow.

Sleeping pills are a dose of "living dead water", representing "a miserable life like hell".

Snape's question at the time was - what would you get if you added powdered narcissus root to an infusion of wormwood?
Sherlock has already given the answer - daffodil root powder added to mugwort extract can be made into a sleeping pill, which is exactly a dose of "living dead water".

So if we translate Snape's question and answer according to Sherlock's explanation, it means - Lily fell into bitter sorrow, I deeply regret the death of your mother, and have lived a miserable life in hell ever since.

Once this dawned on her, Hermione's eyes widened even further.

"Dear Hermione, I'm glad you still remember this."

Sherlock smiled and said, "That's why I said this matter doesn't require special observation at all."

Because Professor Snape expressed his strongest feelings for Lily's son in the first Potions class.

Combined with his usual performance in Potions class, it was enough for Sherlock to make an inference.

For the next whole day, Harry and the other two were immersed in the shock of this news. This topic was really too explosive!

In the evening, Sherlock called Harry out and handed him a box.

"what is this?"

Harry hadn't recovered from his shock yet and was a little curious about why Sherlock called him out alone.

Seeing Sherlock handing this to him, he couldn't help but speculate.

Could this box contain Professor Snape's secret?

"This is a gift from your father."

Well, my mind is full of Snape now, and I am indeed thinking too much.

However, when Harry heard that it was his father's relic, his expression changed instantly.

He opened the box as if holding a priceless treasure, and his eyes paused slightly.

A strange object between solid and liquid lay quietly in the center of the box, its silver-gray color shining.

Harry carefully stretched out his hand, and was surprised to find that the glittering silver object was actually a piece of fabric, and it felt very strange, as if it was woven with water.

"This is an invisibility cloak. Dumbledore told me to tell you to use it with caution."

Sherlock smiled and said, "Although he didn't say it out loud, I could see he was hesitating. I think he was worried that you would use it to do something bad."

Harry seemed not to hear Sherlock's words, and continued to gently stroke the invisibility cloak left to him by his father.

After a long moment, he raised his head and looked at Sherlock: "Why?"

"what why?"

Sherlock noticed that Harry's eyes were red and couldn't help but feel a little strange. What happened to Harry?
"Why give it to me... I mean..."

Harry suppressed his excitement and whispered, "Professor Dumbledore would never have given it to me if it weren't for you."

Sherlock couldn't help but smile when he heard Harry say that.

"Dear friend, I'm glad you trust me so much.

Still, I must say that Dumbledore intended it to be given to you—for Christmas.

We mentioned it when we were discussing the inheritance your parents left you, and I suggested that he give you this gift now, and happily he took my advice.

But I think it would be best if you used it after the Quidditch match, as I'm planning to..."

"Sherlock!"

Before Sherlock could finish his words, Harry suddenly stretched out his arms and gave him a hug.

"Harry?"

Sherlock looked at Harry, who had suddenly become enthusiastic, with a puzzled look on his face, not understanding what he was doing.

Harry released him and said sincerely, "Sherlock, you are amazing!
I…I don’t know how to express it, but thank you!
For me, the luckiest thing that happened since coming to school is meeting you."

Sherlock smiled.

“I’m honored to be spoken so highly of by the Savior.”

Harry looked very embarrassed when he heard Sherlock say this: "I'm not a savior... You are much better than me, I'm just lucky..."

"Luck has always been a part of strength," Sherlock said seriously, "From now on, many things you will do will require luck."

"I'll listen to you."

Sherlock laughed again.

These four simple words represent full trust.

"By the way, what did you say you were going to do after the Quidditch game?"

Harry asked curiously.

Sherlock smiled for the third time: "It makes you stronger."

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