Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts

Compared to the previous three meetings, the last one was particularly dramatic.

Smith had Baskerville directly threaten the imprisoned Musgrave, saying that if he didn't sign the agreement this time, he would be killed immediately.

Unfortunately, Mr. Musgrave remained steadfastly unyielding.

No matter how much he tortured him, it was no use.

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He really wasn't afraid of death.

Smith had no choice but to temporarily put him aside and turned to reprimand Baskerville severely.

Just as Sherlock had said, Smith eventually discovered that Baskerville had been seeking information from the Greek side and seeking help from Hagrid.

That's why Smith had made preparations early when he went to find Baskerville today.

Smith had absolutely no scruples about using a tool like the Greek translator.

Perhaps he had decided to leave after finishing this job, he didn't use magic, but used the most primitive method to beat Baskerville severely.

Baskerville was beaten unconscious and didn't regain consciousness until Sherlock and Hagrid found him.

Sherlock frowned upon hearing this:

"It's consistent with my deduction. Hagrid's crashing through the door alerted him, so he simply took the poor Athenian and ran away."

After saying this, he looked at the crowd who had just been confronting Hagrid, "You didn't know about this at all?"

This was also the reason why he had allowed these people to listen in when he was questioning Baskerville just now.

Because some clues still needed to be verified from them.

Unfortunately, after he asked this question, everyone in the room remained silent.

Although the Parthenon Black Market is not large in scale, it is, after all, a rather hidden place in Knockturn Alley.

Think about it, even a regular of Knockturn Alley like Hagrid had to rely on Borgin and Burkes' guidance to find it.

But it was precisely this kind of place that was infiltrated right under their noses.

In the end, it was the people from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry who came to their door that allowed them to realize it.

Disgraceful!

How embarrassing!

The black market wizards looked at each other, and after a moment of awkward silence, a wizard with long red hair finally spoke:

"Speaking of which, I do have an impression of that person, more than a month ago…"

"Shut up!"

However, he was interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth.

The person who stopped him had a face full of橫肉, and it was clear at a glance that he was by no means a kind person.

Among the people who had just confronted Hagrid, he was also one of the leaders.

He looked at Sherlock and said with a fake smile, "Sir, this is our own business, so we won't trouble you from Hogwarts to intervene.

Of course, out of respect for Professor Dumbledore, I can guarantee your safe departure."

Hela Wen was now in a dilemma.

Although he didn't know who Sherlock was, he didn't want to offend Hagrid, who represented Hogwarts.

Moreover, the Hogwarts professors would be arriving soon.

But the problem was that he was not the only one who had the say in the Parthenon Black Market.

Sherlock and Hagrid bringing people straight into the warehouse had already caused him to lose face.

Hagrid's attitude was tough, not allowing them to enter the room behind the secret door.

If they didn't enter, they didn't enter. It would be the same to look after they left.

But now, there was the matter of John Smith and Baskerville.

In his opinion, this was already a compromise.

If anyone else dared to do this, he would squeeze every drop of oil from them, otherwise he would be unworthy of being a Viking!

However, he never expected that even this level of offense would still cause strong dissatisfaction in Hagrid.

Hearing Hela Wen say this, Hagrid immediately glared.

How dare he!

I, Rubeus Hagrid, am here. If Sherlock still can't get the information he wants to know, then wouldn't I have come here for nothing?

Just as he was preparing to teach this guy a lesson, someone acted faster than him.

"I advise you to tell me everything you know!"

As a sharp voice spoke, there was another series of crackling sounds, and then a figure appeared in front of everyone.

The suddenly appearing figure was so short that everyone present, except for Baskerville who was already lying on the ground, had to lower their heads to see him.

Sherlock was also a little surprised.

He originally thought that the person who came here would be McGonagall or Sprout.

The former, as the Head of Gryffindor and Deputy Headmistress of Hogwarts, it would be natural for her to come and clean up the mess after he had caused this trouble.

The latter was because she had shown great interest in this case when he asked her for relevant clues yesterday.

But he didn't expect that the person who finally came here would be Filius Flitwick.

"As soon as I heard that you were investigating a case, I volunteered to come over."

Flitwick looked around for a while before finding Sherlock behind Hagrid, and then gave him a smile.

Obviously, Professor Flitwick was very satisfied that Sherlock was able to disguise himself to this extent without using Polyjuice Potion.

"I wanted to see how you did it last time—you wouldn't mind, would you?"

"Of course not."

Although Professor Flitwick's arrival was somewhat unexpected to Sherlock, it didn't make much of a difference to him who came.

After greeting Sherlock, Flitwick turned to the person who had just spoken again, his gaze suddenly becoming sharp:

"You just said… this is your own business and doesn't require Hogwarts to intervene?"

Hela Wen didn't recognize Flitwick.

Even so, he realized that the other party was not easy to deal with.

Seemed like a big shot he couldn't afford to offend!

Just as he met the gloating gazes of several partners behind him, he decided to say some harsh words first before admitting defeat:

"You… you're right, but… ouch!"

Without any warning, he fell head over heels before he could finish his sentence.

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Professor Flitwick waved his wand lightly and said casually, "I don't like what you said. Let someone else talk to me."

When Hela Wen realized that he couldn't even see how the other party had made a move, he simply lay on the ground and began to give up.

Tired, let's destroy it, whatever.

Unfortunately, he realized it, but the others didn't.

Seeing Hela Wen fall on the spot, Herred Marton, another black market manager who was originally at odds with him, immediately felt that the opportunity had come.

He glanced at Professor Flitwick, who was about the same size as him, and took a step forward while secretly raising his vigilance:

"That's outrageous! Even if you're a professor at Hogwarts, you can't… ouch!"

Even though he had been prepared before speaking, it was still useless in the face of Flitwick, an expert in charms.

As Professor Flitwick waved his wand, he immediately fell to the ground like Hela Wen.

"Next!"

Flitwick's gaze swept across the faces of the other black market wizards calmly.

It was clearly an upward gaze, but it made everyone feel a chill in their hearts.

Too scary!

Is this the strength of a Hogwarts professor?

Completely unable to fight back!

At this moment, the wizard who had answered Sherlock's question at the beginning raised his hand, "I…"

"Hmm?"

Flitwick glanced over, and the man, fearing that he would follow in the footsteps of the previous few, hurriedly shouted:

"Professor! Professor, don't do anything, you used to teach me, Professor Flitwick!"

Hearing him call out his name, Professor Flitwick paused, then walked up to him.

The wizard immediately squatted down without saying a word.

This familiar scene immediately awakened Professor Flitwick's memories.

He kept tapping the other party's head with his wand, and said in a tone of hating iron for not becoming steel:

"You still know that I taught you? Is this what I taught you? And… why are you mixed up in this kind of place?"

Being scolded like a grandson by his former teacher, Morgos was also very wronged.

"Professor, I didn't get a single certificate in the O.W.L. exams…"

Morgos's words directly silenced Professor Flitwick.

There are a total of 12 certificates in the O.W.L. exams, and this guy didn't even get one!

He's still a Ravenclaw student, which is too outrageous!

But now, there's no point in saying anything more.

"Alright, tell me everything you know!"

Seeing Professor Flitwick's seemingly annoyed look, Morgos secretly breathed a sigh of relief and began to tell the facts in detail.