Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 87: Let Him Get Rid of Pain
"Adjust diet, promote exercise, and take medication."

When asked by Filch how to explain Mrs. Norris's problem, Sherlock did not keep him in suspense and gave the answer directly.

"Temporarily reduce your food intake and eat smaller, more frequent meals to lighten the stomach burden.

Choose foods that are easier to digest, such as canned cat food with a higher water content.

You can also use probiotics and anti-bloating medications, such as simethicone, etc. ”

Filch: (((φ(◎ロ◎;)φ)))
What, what, what, what are you talking about?

Although he had listened very attentively, Filch still felt as if he was trying hard to learn magic.

Canned cat food, probiotics, simethicone...

He could swear that even the most complicated spell he had ever seen was not as difficult to understand as Sherlock's words.

But seeing Mrs. Norris, who had been listless during this period, rubbing against Sherlock's arms with a look of comfort and happiness, Filch could only suppress his doubts and listen carefully like a student attending class seriously.

So Sherlock walked forward holding Mrs. Norris, and Filch followed closely beside him.

One of them talked, the other listened, and they walked until they reached the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest.

Only then did Filch react. Something was wrong. Shouldn't I be the one leading the way?

How did he know where he was going?
Before Filch could ask any questions, Hagrid's voice came from a distance:

"Is that you, Filch? Come on, I have to leave."

"for you."

Hearing Hagrid's voice, Sherlock handed Mrs. Norris to Filch.

Filch's face darkened when he noticed that Mrs. Norris, who always stuck to him and never gave a good face to others, was now holding Sherlock tightly and was unwilling to leave his arms.

I always feel like I have lost something important.

As for the doubts just now, they were naturally suppressed in my heart.

"Just do what I say first. During this time, I will ask your family to send him some cat food and bloating-reducing medicine that is suitable for him."

Sherlock still spoke in a calm tone.

A conflicted look appeared on Filch's face.

He really wanted to say that he didn't need it.

But seeing Mrs. Norris looking at him with hope in her eyes, he finally compromised.

"Thank you, Mr. Holmes."

God knows how much determination it took for him to say this.

At this time, Hagrid happened to walk in front of Sherlock and Filch.

He looked at the two people getting along harmoniously and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Based on his understanding of Filch, this guy should be teaching Holmes a lesson at this time, right?

The two of them get along surprisingly harmoniously?
Could it be that Holmes is so powerful that he can even grasp Filch, the eccentric old good-for-nothing?
If that's the case, that's a good thing.

The more powerful Holmes is, the more beneficial it will be for him to investigate the Forbidden Forest.

"Filch, I'm in charge here from now on."

"it is good."

Filch glanced at Sherlock, nodded at him, and left briskly.

Even after Filch disappeared from view, Hagrid still found it a little unbelievable.

He touched the back of his head and couldn't help asking:
"Holmes, how did you do it?
Why is that old good-for-nothing so nice to you?
Did you tell him that you were locked up on purpose?"

In his opinion, only if Sherlock told Filch that he was working for Dumbledore would the other party be so polite.

"No, I gave him some nepeta."

"I see!"

Hagrid suddenly understood and grinned:
"That guy may be annoying, but he's really nice to his cat."

Obviously, Hagrid, who is familiar with magical creatures, also knows the function of catmint.

The two walked forward while talking and soon arrived at the edge of the forbidden forest.

At this moment, a cold wind blew, and even the strong Hagrid couldn't help but shrink his neck.

On the contrary, Sherlock had cast a warming spell on himself early on, so he didn't feel anything.

Hagrid naturally didn't pay attention to these details. He held up the lamp high, pointed to a narrow path that gradually disappeared into the depths of the dark forest, and said to Sherlock:
"Holmes, look over there—that silvery-white thing is unicorn blood."

Sherlock looked closely and saw the silvery-white reflective substance that Hagrid had mentioned.

This is the difference between the magical world and the Muggle world.

In the Muggle world's scouting experience, there has always been a saying that black mud, white stones and reflective water.

This means that at night or in poor light, the black area is most likely mud, the white area is relatively hard objects such as stones, and the reflective part is most likely accumulated water.

This sentence can help people avoid stepping into mud or water when walking, so that they can move more safely in complex outdoor environments.

But in the magical world, this experience obviously does not apply.

Hagrid continued:

"...The story goes that a unicorn in the Forbidden Forest was injured by something and was seriously injured.

In fact, I found one dead last week. Other creatures in the Forbidden Forest didn't harm them, so I thought it must be poachers who sneaked in.

Even if we can't find the reason, it would be best if we could find that poor unicorn and put it out of its misery."

It was obvious that Hagrid was very depressed.

All the animals in the Forbidden Forest are his good friends. Especially for a sacred and noble creature like a unicorn, it is not normal for it to be injured or even die.

Hagrid had been investigating for two weeks and still found nothing.

When he reported the dragon egg incident to Dumbledore, he suddenly remembered Sherlock's unique ability, so he asked Sherlock to help investigate with a try-it attitude. Unexpectedly, Dumbledore agreed immediately.

The rest will follow naturally.

Hagrid talked on for a long time and told Sherlock the characteristics of unicorns.

Sherlock listened carefully but asked no questions at first.

After Hagrid finished speaking, he asked a few questions, and Hagrid gave detailed answers.

"Put the unicorn out of its misery?"

Sherlock shook his head. "With all due respect, Hagrid, you are mistaken."

"What did you say?"

Hagrid's eyes widened.

"Putting the unicorn out of its misery doesn't make much sense anymore – if this was truly done by poachers, then we should put 'him' out of his misery."

Hagrid was shocked when he heard this.

He looked at Sherlock carefully in the moonlight and found that he didn't seem to be joking.

He immediately began to regret suggesting to Dumbledore that Sherlock be involved in the investigation.

Sherlock Holmes is indeed a Gryffindor!

While this is comforting in some ways, some things need to be made clear upfront:
"Listen, Holmes, I admit that you are very capable and can even see through people as well as Dumbledore...

However, if there really is a poacher sneaking into the Forbidden Forest and seriously injuring or killing the unicorn, then he is a dangerous person and is definitely not someone a first-year student like you can deal with!"

Hagrid paused here and continued:
“The Forbidden Forest is dangerous, especially at night.

But as long as you stay with Fang and me, no creature in the Forbidden Forest will harm you."

Sherlock: "Oh."

"What does 'oh' mean?"

"What I mean is that I understand. I was just making a suggestion."

Hagrid nodded slowly after hearing this. "I'm glad to know. I'm glad to know."

Harry, who was lurking nearby wearing an Invisibility Cloak, almost laughed out loud.

In the astronomy class not long ago, Sherlock told him the inside story of his confinement, and asked him to put on his invisibility cloak and go with him.

In fact, it is equivalent to a test of the results of special training during this period.

Harry, whose adventurous nature had been aroused before, was naturally very excited.

But he didn't expect that he had already seen so many wonderful scenes before the special training officially started.

Filch puzzled him, and Hagrid made him laugh.

It’s so much fun!
It's much more interesting than a night tour of Hogwarts.

Only after getting Sherlock's assurance did Hagrid take him into the dreaded Forbidden Forest.

He observed Sherlock as he walked, and the more he looked, the more confused he became.

Although Sherlock is indeed a Gryffindor, he is just an 11-year-old wizard after all. How come there is no tension on his face?
On the contrary, looking at the sparkling look in his eyes, he actually looked as if he was expecting something.

Sherlock was indeed looking forward to the Forbidden Forest.

If there was such an area in the Muggle world, he would have probably explored it within a month of entering the school.

It was precisely because this was a magical world that Sherlock, who knew nothing about magic at first, endured for so long.

God knows how hard it was for him to endure with his adventurous nature.

Five months. Do you know how he got through these five months?

But since we have already waited for five months, there is no need to rush at this moment.

Sherlock made a subtle gesture behind him, signaling Harry not to fall behind, and then asked directly:

"By the way, Hagrid, the Christmas gift you gave us - that flute, should it be made of special materials?

Erumpent horn? Or horn of a horn-horn? Or horn of a mothrat?"

"Ha! Sherlock, I didn't expect you to know so much!"

Hagrid's way of addressing Sherlock changed again, "But you were wrong from the beginning. That thing is not the horn of a magical creature!"

"is it?"

Sherlock was surprised. "It was so hard, I thought it was an animal's tentacle!"

"That's the worldly view!"

Hagrid laughed happily, "Actually I made it from the shell of a giant chameleon snail!

You know the giant chameleon snail, it's a giant snail.

In addition to being used to make fox moth killer, its hard shell also has many uses.

Since they change color every hour, I thought it would be great to make them into flutes.”

“Very good indeed!”

Sherlock praised and then asked:
"Hagrid, you've been at Hogwarts for so long, you must be very familiar with the magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest, right?"

It was easy to get information from Hagrid.

As long as you find a reason, he will tell you all the information you want to know.

This even made Sherlock doubt whether one of the main ingredients in the truth serum brewed by Snape was Hagrid's saliva.

If not, you can consider adding it, the effect will definitely be good.

Sure enough, Hagrid became more energetic after hearing Sherlock's words and started talking incessantly.

(End of this chapter)