Daily life of HP Sherlock Holmes

Apparently, it wasn't just Harry who was on a night tour tonight.

When they reached the third floor, 10 minutes had just passed the curfew, Gerald was a little speechless when he heard Filch's cat 'meow' resounding through the castle, he turned to look at Professor Snape , found that the face of his Potions Professor was really dark as hell.

"Damn little trolls!" Snape gave Gerald a hard look. Gerald shrugged his shoulders, looking like he had nothing to do with Draco's decision to invite him. Leigh and the others have analyzed and ordered, and anyone with a little brain knows that that brat's intention is to make Harry punished by the professors, and it would be best if he can be expelled from school.Therefore, tonight's duel is likely to be just empty talk, especially since Draco also agreed to be in the prize showroom, the last room on the third floor, and there is no passage around, and if someone finds out, he can't even run away.This doesn't fit a Slytherin's formal code at all.In addition, the agreed time was 11:30, and it was only 10 minutes before the curfew—so, it was impossible for Harry and the others to be caught by Filch now.

The Potions Professor walked over quickly, swinging his loose robe, and Gerald quickly took two steps back to prevent himself from being entangled in Professor Snape's robe—oh!Seriously, Professor Snape's move is so cool, it's almost the same as Sherlock's long trench coat!Do you want to learn it yourself?

Gerald, who was thinking seriously, quickly followed when Professor Snape turned his head impatiently, and then found that everything was as he expected, the two Hufflepuffs were caught, and the location...in the prize showroom nearby.

Filch was grinning wildly, his cat squatting aside, staring straight at the two Hufflepuff boys who were about to cuddle - the two really did when they saw Professor Snape. They were so frightened that they hugged each other and trembled—"Professor Snape!" Gerald gave the two students a sympathetic look, and then, under Filch's strange eyes, he looked very calmly at Snape. He hid behind Professor Pu, and then thought to himself that Filch was too impatient, why is he squatting on the third floor at this time?

"Five points for Hufflepuff! Confinement! Two weeks!" Head Slytherin announced like a whirlwind, and then swept Gerald, who was standing aside to watch the show, to the fourth floor.

"Holmes, listen carefully." Professor Snape said as he walked.

Gerald looked at the professor in front of him from behind him—the black body seemed to melt into the night, his footsteps were as light as feathers, he was extremely tall, and the fluttering robe made him look amazing—ah, ah, I really want to learn such an imposing move!

"Don't let me discover your night tour, don't let me catch you, or your punishment will be more than just like that!" Severus turned his head and looked at Gerald, "You are a smart boy, really You are extremely smart, so don't make fun of your life!"

"Did you mean the mysterious man? Or the treasure on the fourth floor?" After being informed by science that the name would be sensed by Voldemort, Gerald changed it very politely, "Professor Snape, when I came to Hoag Watts and my elder brother have followed the history of the wizarding world for nearly 20 years, especially about the mysterious man and the savior, as well as the key figures in the last war. It took us five days to sort it out. There are so many clues that people are surprised. All the evidence points to the fact that the mysterious man did not die, but just disappeared. And you... I mean, Principal Dumbledore obviously knew it, so you set up the fourth-floor expedition this year. Activity room, since the reality is already like this, why don't you expose the truth straight to the point?" He still has to hide it to make people guess.

Professor Snape stopped. He turned around and looked down at Gerald. Gerald also hurriedly stood still, raised his head, and looked innocently and purely at the Potions Professor.

"Gryffindor!" Snape looked down at Gerald, his voice became low, like silk with a vibrato like a cello, like old wine, but the words are not so intoxicating, " You are just little first-year wizards, don't take yourself too seriously!" After speaking, Professor Snape turned around, "Follow me! You are not allowed to talk for the rest of the time!"

Gerald smiled. He was right!Snape's reaction gave him a very good answer, then, that is to say, the mysterious man had indeed disappeared with a serious injury, and the injury was so serious that he couldn't appear in front of people now!And now the treasure on the fourth floor of Hogwarts is the good medicine for the mysterious man's injury. The temptation of this treasure is so great that the mysterious man can't refuse it at all.

In this way, the range of choices for this treasure will be very small. As long as you have a little more time, you may be able to find it out right away.Once the name of the treasure is found out and its effect is known, then the extent of the injury of the mysterious person will be known.

Gerald became excited, the ladder given by his elder brother was really great.Sure enough, there are more things that can be discovered around Professor Snape!Over the past month, Gerald has deduced various conclusions based on the layout of Professor Snape's room, the professor's behavior, the books he usually reads, and the number of potions brewed, but before there is no further evidence, Gerrard still dare not jump to conclusions.

After all, I am not a young wizard who was born and raised in the wizarding world. I don't know all kinds of customs and subtle habits, so I can only rely on book knowledge and this more than a month of study as the basis of my reasoning.

While thinking about it, Gerald followed Professor Snape up to the eighth floor, and met Professor Quirrell who was patrolling the sixth floor in the middle, and Professor Quirrell who was also pestering his big hat at night when Gerald was curiously looking at it At that moment, Snape resolutely turned his footsteps, and blocked Gerald tightly behind him.

After the brief exchange of greetings, Professor Snape fished Gerald over as soon as he stretched out his hand. The black and large robe covered Gerald's head and face tightly. He didn't give Professor Quirrell a chance to talk, but walked quickly Go to the eighth floor.At this time, Gerrard was completely caught in the robe by Professor Snape, walking on his toes without touching the ground.

On the eighth floor, Gerald, who finally reached the Gryffindor lounge, was put down by Professor Snape. Gerald quickly twisted his waist and did a stretching exercise under Severus' disgusted eyes Only then slowly said the password for the Gryffindor lounge: "Flamingo."

The fat woman yawned and moved away slowly. Gerald crawled in. Before the fat woman closed it, he turned to the potions professor who looked at him calmly and said, "Professor, if you can, You can pay more attention to Professor Quirrell."

Regardless of whether Professor Snape's actions just now were because he was afraid of what he would say or something else, Gerald was sure of the information he got from Professor Snape's actions—he didn't trust Professor Quirrell!

Yes, how obvious!

Except for Defense Against the Dark Arts, all the professors have worked at Hogwarts for many years, and only the professors of this class are like consumables, which are changed almost every year. No matter what the reason is, it is difficult to understand. believe.Especially... the smell of Professor Quirrell...

In the darkness, Gerald couldn't see Professor Snape's face clearly, only heard his cold "huh!", and the next moment, the door of the lounge was closed.

"Gerald!! You are finally back!!" Before Gerald could turn around, two voices sounded.

Gerald turned his head and saw Harry in the lounge with a saved expression on his face, Ron looked at Hermione with a look of "the supporter finally came" and Hermione looked ruthless like the embodiment of justice He stared at the two of them fiercely, and when he saw Gerald, he just nodded.

"We don't mean to go on a night tour! We're just sitting here waiting for Gerald to come back!" Ron said, "Gerald, you're finally back, let's go back to the dormitory, I can't stand this witch anymore! "Is it interesting to keep staring at us? !It's not our intention to deduct points or something, and we have decided not to go to Malfoy's duel invitation this time!Just stop staring at us, okay!

"Yes, Granger, don't worry, Harry and Ron will definitely not go on a night tour tonight." Gerald said with a smile, "Because Malfoy didn't want to fight at all, he informed, Phil Qi is guarding the third floor right now."

Harry and Ron opened their mouths, and Hermione also looked surprised. She said angrily: "How could that Malfoy do this?! Although it violated discipline, how could he break the agreement like this? !” The spirit of contract is very important to all these people who live here.

"Want to know why I know?" Gerald walked up to Harry and sat down, and then told them what he had seen and heard along the way, including the conversation with Professor Snape.In the end, Gerrard came to a conclusion: "Dear Harry, if there is no problem, I think we'd better have a small salon or something to improve your fighting skills in the next time, after all, The enemies you have to face are not the same, you can't just rely on your luck."

Hermione was very serious after hearing this, and she looked at Gerald: "Although I don't know whether what you said is true or not, but if it is true, you'd better not act rashly! These things should be done by the professor! Even if Without the professor, we can still notify Oro!"

Ron snorted when he heard the words, he looked at Granger and said, "Coward Granger, Gerald already told Professor Snape, didn't he?! Besides, I don't believe that Principal Dumbledore didn't know, but , They are all very busy, so they can’t watch us all the time, maybe when we are about to die, we have to shout——Professor help?! Then die with a click—haha, it’s so funny !"

Hermione's face turned red immediately, she looked at Ron, took a few heavy breaths, then stood up and ran back to her dormitory.

"Okay, Ron, Granger just has a lot of collective honor, she loves Gryffindor." Gerald stood up, and he twisted his waist again, "Let's go to sleep now, okay now It's late, I have to write a letter tomorrow."

Harry nodded, he said hesitantly: "Well, Gerald, do you have a big dictionary, I want to take a look." It is really painful to communicate with Mycroft these days, and Gerald's elder brother is right My typos and grammatical mistakes seem to have reached the limit. I wrote back today and said that if I made another word wrong, I would let Gerald watch me copy the word [-] times!Merlin, it's scary just thinking about it!

"Is Mycroft finally unable to bear it?" Gerald smiled. "Only Dr. Watson doesn't mind your spelling mistakes. Come on, Harry."

Harry covered his face, and suddenly felt that he shouldn't agree to Dr. Watson's Christmas invitation.

—What if I see Mr. Mycroft? !Spend all Christmas copying words? !