Daily life of HP Sherlock Holmes

Of course, the three grown-up wizards didn't fight so childishly, they just fought silently with their eyes, especially Blake, who was born in Gryffindor, and the current head of Slytherin, they were deadly rivals.

Therefore, even though he pretended not to see anything, Dumbledore who was sitting behind his large desk had to maintain his smile again and again, and then interrupted with a smile and a pile of desserts on the small table. There was a fiery stare between the two men.

The Patriarch Malfoy came a bit late, and since he entered the principal's office, he has kept his chin high. Facing the old fox, Dumbledore, the Patriarch Malfoy looked at him from the corner of his usual eyes, while maintaining a very cautious attitude. Sit upright.

Who can say that the culprit of this incident is himself, but his precious son is the victim, so the long-haired Malfoy master just sat silently next to Head Slytherin, looking at the glass of wine in front of him. Black tea, keep silent.

——According to the previous scenes, he had already spoken sarcasm or temptation.

Besides, Professor Snape and Harry's godfather could no longer be satisfied with just fighting with their eyes, and they finally spoke.

"It's been a long time, our great hero, the lonely confessor whom everyone praises, Mr. Black who was born in Gryffindor." Snape smiled, looking at the sarcasm, how did you not die? in prison. "It's a great honor for me to come out and see you this time."

"Shut up, hearing your voice and the words coming out of your mouth really makes me want to vomit." Mr. Black frowned and said menacingly, he looked up and down at his deadly enemy whom he hadn't seen in more than ten years , I feel that this world is really an infinite test for people, "I didn't expect that you didn't follow your master to die. This is what surprised me the most. However, since I have come out now, you are not far from your death." Far."

"Sirius, don't do this..." Dumbledore had no choice but to speak, he looked at Black with warm and tolerant eyes, "Severus is our partner, he has always been on our side." Said Dumbledore looked at Mr. Malfoy and smiled.

Malfoy's expressionless face looked like a statue, he sat quietly on the side, staring at Dumbledore... the window behind him, the sky outside was clear and cloudless, it seemed within reach, What a rare picnic opportunity.

"Dumbledore, don't be fooled by someone! It's better to call the police and ask Auror to come." Black gave Professor Snape a vicious look, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that this guy should go to prison Re-education is enough to get rid of the sticky, cold and disgusting smell on his body, "You know, we are now facing two Death Eaters who are doing all kinds of evil!"

Mr. Malfoy finally spoke, "My dear brother, I forgive you for being excited after you just got out of prison, but I hope you can still manage your throat, because the sound it makes is unbelievable and unpleasant .”

"Hmph, what I'm just saying is the truth, isn't it true?" Black's eyes flicked across the sleeves of Malfoy and Snape, his eyes were so penetrating that he seemed to be able to see them Death Eater symbol on hand.

"Nonsense." Snape smiled.

"Oh." Malfoy smiled.

—Slytherin is always able to easily provoke the wrath of Gryffindor.

Sirius jumped to his feet, and he even got his wand out.

"Enough!" Dumbledore had to stop it, he felt that this morning was really unlucky, why did these three people choose to appear at the same time on this day, can't they appear again after a day or two? "Sirius, I hope you can sit down. Severus is your colleague, and Mr. Malfoy is our school director. You must be able to coexist peacefully with these two honest people, right?"

Dumbledore's blue eyes were extremely penetrating, he looked at Black quietly, Black turned his head, and then sat down with a groan.

"Well, it seems that in order to better solve the matter... Severus, can you please call Minerva over? I think Minerva should teach our upcoming Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher Better."

Severus stood up, he glanced at Black from top to bottom, and then walked out with his robes swung.

Blake blushed, and he shook his palms, looking like he wanted to punch someone hard.

"Okay, my dear Sirius, I hope you'd better not speak next, because I want to have a good talk with Mr. Malfoy."

"Okay, I'll follow your orders." Black took a deep breath and said.

"My dear Mr. Malfoy, I don't know what orders you have when you come here." Dumbledore smiled.

"It's nothing, I just hope you can give me an explanation for what happened to my son." Let me confirm my thoughts.

After all, Mr. Malfoy is a person who came from the war years. When necessary, his words have always been so concise and clear.

"Okay, then, I'll be straight." Dumbledore's face became serious, and he looked directly at Mr. Malfoy, "Little Mr. Malfoy was possessed by Voldemort's soul fragments, but very lucky What's more, he has a group of good partners, not only noticed the abnormality of Mr. Malfoy, but also wiped out Voldemort's soul fragments."

Lucius verified the thoughts in his heart, and his face became even paler.When his precious son was in the hospital, he just came over to have a look. Because of the presence of Madam Pomfrey, he didn't talk to Drake too much. Then, after Drake was discharged from the hospital, Lucius began to send letters asking about Delaware. What the hell happened to Lark.

And Draco didn't say much, but instead asked about the origin of the notebook.

Out of anxiety and hard-to-make up his mind, Mr. Malfoy had no choice but to come to Hogwarts in person to ask Dumbledore when Draco refused to tell the details and the truth.

Dumbledore's voice fell, and the two people in the office reacted differently because of the person whose name could not be spoken.

"Is that so..." Lucius was still sitting steadily, but his face became paler, his eyes were still a little dull, and he murmured in a very low voice.

"What?!" Sirius jumped up, and he rushed in front of Dumbledore, his eyes were red, "Albus! What did you say?! Did that mysterious man appear in the school?! Where is he?" ?! I'm going to kill him!!"

"Calm down, my dear child, that remnant of Voldemort has been killed by Harry and his friends, don't worry." Dumbledore comforted him with a smile.

"How can I calm down, that's Harry, my godson!" Sirius roared, and Malfoy behind him nodded in his heart, how could he calm down, that's Draco!my only child!

At this time, a timid voice sounded, "Well...good morning...Albus..."

The two adults turned their heads at the same time, and Dumbledore also looked over.

Three children appeared in front of them.Harry stood at the very front, his big green eyes looked at Sirius who was still in a rage just now, a little stunned, Gerald stood a little behind, he was examining the two strange adults in front of him, and Draco was Standing beside Gerrard, he was a little nervous, his eyes flicking around.

Gerald looked at the black curly-haired man who was still taking photos of Principal Dumbledore's desk just now, and found that he actually looked better than the photo in the Daily Prophet.The black eyes are very bright, the eyebrows are thick black, the curly long hair hangs down to the neck, and is tied up with a ribbon. He is wearing a black wizard robe with dark lines and streamers shining from time to time. A huge ring.

The information of this Mr. Black appeared in Gerald's mind instantly. He was born in an ancient pure-blood wizard family and was educated by heirs since he was a child. However, after entering Hogwarts, he was assigned to Gryffindor, a school that the family could not bear. Among them, and then expelled by the family when he was in the fifth grade...

The temperament of the curly-haired man is very in line with his experience, gloomy and arrogant, with etiquette taught from the bottom of his bones - Gerald noticed that even when Mr. Black patted Dumbledore's table, he was still wearing a robe with a straight back There is no trace of wrinkles at the hem, and when he slapped the table with ingenuity, the sound is loud, but it will not vibrate the items on the table...

The unique arrogance of pure-blood families and the bravery of Gryffindors are perfectly combined in this man.

Is this the power of blood... Even though he betrayed his family, this man still bears the name of Black.

And the other male sitting on the sofa... Gerald's first impression was that he had nice hair.

Waist-length platinum-blonde long hair, straight and shiny, all combed back, oval face, expression... When he saw Drake, his brows frowned, and his eyelashes were so long that they fell down Can't see what's in the eyes at all.He was dressed in a light green robe with silver embroidery, good boots on his feet, and a lot of accessories on his body. Judging by the big black gemstone hanging from his neck, this man had good taste.

Well, the cane in his hand is also very good. If there is no mistake in guessing, his wand should be hidden in the cane.

The background of a pure-blood family, the identity of the patriarch, his arrogance and unique elegance all showed that this man's family deserved to be rich for generations.

When Black saw Harry, he rushed over immediately, and when Lucius saw his son, he frowned first, and when he saw Black's movements, he immediately stood up, took two steps forward, and pulled his son behind him.

Afterwards, Black also pulled Harry behind him, shouting, "Harry, stay away from that Malfoy!"

Gerald saw the two people who were faintly opposed by this action, and couldn't help but look at Dumbledore.

In his heart, he secretly sighed, as expected of two people who have experienced the war, they are really oppressive... Just now, they just exchanged glances with Mr. Black who rushed over, and he actually forgot to breathe.

And Mr. Malfoy, who was standing next to him, didn't even look at him, and he could indeed feel the great pressure from him.

Uh... Zikong... are they all this powerful? !