Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 71 Madam, you don’t want your husband to lose his job, do you?

4 Privet Drive, full name is 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey.

This is a quiet place that seems to have nothing to do with magic. It is also where Harry has lived since he was a child.

Sherlock's home is in Kensington and Chelsea, in the city of London.

Surrey is located in the southeast of England and borders Greater London.

The distance between the two is only about 20 miles, which is not far.

"Ok, ok...but what are we going to do there?"

Out of his consistent trust in Sherlock, Harry agreed first when Sherlock suggested going to Privet Drive.

Then he expressed his doubts.

You know, the Dursleys don't welcome him.

"There are some things I need to confirm with your aunt."

Sherlock said, changing the subject, "Harry, have you decided what gifts to get the professors?"

"No."

Harry answered honestly.

He really hadn't thought about this question at all.

Then the problem is coming.

Does this have anything to do with going to Privet Drive?

This question was finally answered when I arrived at Number 4 Privet Drive with Sherlock.

The next morning, Mrs. Holmes drove Sherlock and Harry north out of London.

Although Christmas has not yet arrived, the towns we passed through along the way already had a festive atmosphere.

Arriving at Privet Drive, it was no different from when Harry had left.

At Sherlock's signal, Harry knocked on the door slowly and reluctantly.

Soon, a thin blonde woman appeared in his sight.

When she saw Harry's appearance clearly, her horse face turned pale in an instant.

"How did you come?"

Harry suddenly had the urge to turn around and leave.

Fortunately, a hand held his shoulder.

It was Sherlock.

He shook his head slightly at Harry, then turned to look at his mother.

"Hello, Mrs. Dursley."

At the same time, Mrs. Holmes stepped forward and gave Aunt Petunia an elegant smile. "Nice to meet you."

"who are you?"

Mrs. Dursley looked at the suddenly appearing adult woman with a wary look on her face.

Although on the surface he seems to be a gentle and intellectual person, but since he can appear at the same time as Harry, I'm afraid he is not a normal person.

"I'm Valita Holmes. My children, Sherlock and Harry, are classmates at Hogwarts. I apologize for disturbing you with your sudden visit."

Sure enough!

Even though Mrs. Holmes was impeccable in her etiquette, Mrs. Dursley immediately showed disgust when she heard that her children were attending the same magic school as Harry.

She was about to speak when she heard her husband's voice from inside the house: "What's the matter, dear?"

"Those selling shampoo, they'll leave right away!"

After calling back, Mrs. Dursley immediately turned around and said to Mrs. Holmes in a low voice:

"You are not welcome here. You'd better leave now before my husband loses his temper."

Looking at the somewhat exasperated Aunt Petunia, Harry could be said to have wished for nothing more.

Mrs. Holmes still maintained an elegant smile on her face. "Mrs. Dursley, Harry often mentioned you at school, saying how much you cared for him."

Penny: (￣_，￣)
You are a liar!

Although she and her husband had indeed raised this nephew for ten years, it could not be said that they had taken great care of him.

Of course, in Aunt Petunia's opinion, their family has done their best to achieve what they have now.

She was about to drive the family and Harry away again, but Sherlock suddenly interrupted:

"Ma'am, you don't want your husband to lose his job, do you?" Penny: Σ(｀д′*ノ)ノ

Before she could speak, Sherlock continued:
"I suppose Mr. Dursley is having two guests over for dinner today?"

Mrs. Dursley's pale eyes narrowed suddenly.

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be Mr. Dursley's biggest deal in recent years, right?"

Mrs. Dursley's face turned pale.

"It's clear you've made a lot of preparations for this, but once they find out..."

Sherlock said as he took out his wand from his pocket.

He originally wanted to rely on the power of words and actions to threaten.

Unexpectedly, such a simple action would have such an incredible effect on Mrs. Dursley.

She first screamed, then quickly covered her mouth.

At the same time, a fat man with a red face rushed out of the room.

When he saw this scene, the veins on his temples were exposed and his red face turned purple.

Seeing this, Sherlock immediately realized that the impact of magic on this family was far greater than he had imagined.

So he changed his strategy accordingly.

"So, you're not going to invite us in for a seat?"

Sherlock said this as he gently stroked the wand in his hand.

Mrs. Holmes shook her head slightly as she watched this scene.

I have tried my best, but unfortunately my son's method is more effective.

Five minutes later, Mrs. Holmes, Sherlock, and an incredulous Harry were sitting in the Dursleys' living room.

For Harry, this was the first time he had been treated like this as a guest by the Dursleys.

This feeling is very novel.

Uncle Vernon's face darkened. "Tell me, what do you want?"

Sherlock's eyes swept over the three Dursleys.

Although I have heard Harry talk about his uncle, aunt and cousin more than once, I have a clearer understanding of the three of them through his description.

But when you actually meet the other person and observe them in person, you will obviously get more information.

It can be said that although Harry is the nephew of the Dursleys, he is not at all like this family.

Vernon was a fat, ruddy-faced man, tall and burly, with almost no neck and an extremely thick beard.

Penny is a thin blonde woman, the exact opposite of her husband, with a neck almost twice as long as a normal person, a thick skeleton, and a horse face.

Their son Dudley inherited his mother's golden hair and his father's fat body, with fair skin and facial features almost stacked together.

As for Harry, there is no need to say much. His most distinctive features are his thin figure and a pair of green eyes.

"There's no need for you two to be so nervous."

Mrs. Holmes still kept smiling. She looked at her son. Sherlock nodded and turned to Harry's Aunt Petunia:
"I just want to know something, something about Harry's mother. From what I've observed, Mrs. Dursley should know something about it..."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Sherlock had barely finished speaking when Mrs. Dursley cut him off with a scream.

Harry threw up his hands helplessly.

He had known this would be the outcome.

After all, after learning about the wizarding world from Hagrid, Harry had asked Aunt Petunia about this more than once.

However, she would never tell anyone.

But today...

Harry looked at Sherlock expectantly.

Maybe your friends can do this?
After all... he is Sherlock Holmes!

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