Harry of the Sherlock Holmes

After struggling to get up from the bed, the sleepy Harry saw a slender spotted belt casually tied to the handrail of the stairs in 221B.Tape frantically wagged his tail, trying to get someone's attention.But it's a pity that it is really not good at this, and the final result is dangling from the handrail, and it is about to turn dizzy.

"Band, are you still here?" Harry hurried up to prevent his new pet from ending his life in such an ignominious way.You must know that everyone has special feelings for the first time in their lives, so Harry has a particularly good impression of the first snake that talks to him.It's a pity that Sherlock has no special interest in this snake, and John doesn't like a poisonous snake that can kill people.So after all kinds of pestering, Harry finally succeeded in begging Lestrade to leave the relationship and take the snake as murder evidence back home, and named the snake "" according to John Bowen's description of the case. tape".Satisfied but bored at home with nowhere to go, the boy took the initiative to go to Scotland Yard to help sort out the documents for several days, and Lestrade was so moved to kiss and hug him that he almost burst into tears——his The nephew's hobbies are a bit strange, and his conduct in the world is much better than his father who is spreading hatred everywhere.If you raise a snake, you should raise a snake. It can't hurt him anyway.

After hearing (seeing) this incident, Mycroft expressed his injustice. Why didn't Harry consider coming to me for a matter that I could solve with a single sentence?It was immediately decided to add some special items to the children's trip to London to show their nephew's love (of course, Sherlock has another opinion on this, he thinks that the fat man just dislikes Harry's staying in Scotland Yard for too long He peeked at Tanchang's wonderful time through the camera, so he had to make some noise to distract the boy)

"Harry! You bastard!" The little snake struggled on the verge of death, "You clearly said that your father just wanted to see how the snake was coiled and hung on the pole, but I obeyed your words and obediently climbed up to hang him up myself. As a result, the curly-haired monster stared at me for a while and tied me here with a knot! I want to bite him to death!"

At that time, his father must have received a call from Uncle Mike and was busy trying to fight. Harry was sure that he had heard his irritable voice last night, and it seemed that he had forgotten the tape.And Harry had gone upstairs to bed after that.He said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I forgot about you last night. I'll give you something delicious later!"

"Go and open the kitchen door! Let me eat what's in it!" The belt protested and spat out its long red letter.As a superb snake once trained (to kill), it knows exactly where to find food in a human home.

Harry silently looked at the little snake for a long time, then nodded in agreement.With Dad here, it must have been a long time since Dad put any dangerous items in the kitchen... I guess.The straps seem pretty smart, and probably… it'll be fine.He made an appointment with his friends today to go shopping in Diagon Alley, so it was not easy to take it with him, let him go crazy.

"Harry, you can buy whatever you want. Don't worry, the godfather has money." At the entrance of Diagon Alley, Sirius patted his chest and assured his dear godson.

Sherlock said disdainfully on the side, "Hmph, who wants your money? It's better to be smart and sort out those properties quickly - have money? Don't let Harry pay your debts for you then!"

"You—" Sirius hopped and wanted to say something, but Remus held him and escorted him away.Harry was coming to purchase school supplies for the second grade, and Sirius certainly wanted to accompany him, but when Mrs. Holmes heard that he hadn't sorted out his property until now, she was very concerned about his idle days after he recovered his health. Very dissatisfied.In a very Sherlock Holmes way, Sirius called Merlin to swear that he couldn't play with Harry unless he did a good job in the industry.So now he could only send Harry to the door with tears in his eyes, and then go back to deal with the pile of documents that made him one head and two big.

"There's nothing wrong with Sirius, right?" Harry had seen all kinds of complicated industry status reports and property management analysis, and was deeply worried about his godfather.

"Don't worry, someone will help him." John smiled and comforted his son.Mrs. Holmes said that Sirius' personality is a bit out of the ordinary, and I'm afraid that sometimes he will act impulsively—"Xiali was watched by Mike before, and now I have you. That boy, Sirius, or use those documents to grind him , or else make sure someone keeps an eye on him." Now looking at Sirius being dragged away by Remus, John could only silently admire the wisdom of that great woman.

"Harry! This way!" The family of three came out of Gringotts after exchanging coins, when they saw Hermione running to meet them.Her shaggy brown hair flew behind her.The Grangers who accompanied him also nodded to Sherlock.

Sherlock leaned over to say hello: "How many teeth have the fat man broken?"

As a dentist who checked Mycroft regularly, and his daughter was Harry's good friend, Dr. Granger knew the "bad" relationship between the two brothers very well.So he just pursed his lips and smiled, without answering.Then he took his wife's arm and said, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Holmes. Actually, I have a medical exchange meeting to be held today, but I'm not worried about Hermione coming by herself. Now that you are here with Harry, May I take the liberty of asking you to help take care of her?" He should have a toothache after hearing too many bad deeds and curses about Ding Ding, anyway, Hermione is accompanied by someone, so let's withdraw first.

The two children didn't care about the various negotiations between the adults. They got together and muttered about where to go first.

"Let's go to Lihen Bookstore." Hermione finally said, "I just saw Ron wandering around, and he said that their family will go to buy books in a while."

Harry nodded briskly: "Okay."

So the two of them led the way, and took the two adults to Lihen Bookstore——After struggling, Dr. Granger finally escaped the possibility of being silenced in the middle of the night because he knew too much, and took his wife Ran.Before leaving, he told Hermione to have fun, and they would pick her up outside the Broken Ax in the evening.

They were surprised to find that the entrance of the bookstore was already full of people, and they formed a long queue, wanting to enter the store.A large banner was pulled out upstairs of the bookstore, which seemed to be some kind of sales promotion.

"Gideroy Lockhart," cried Hermione excitedly, "our list is almost entirely filled with his books."

"What's the problem?" Harry asked a little strangely, why would Hermione react like this? .

The little witch clasped her hands on her chest, "So many textbooks choose his book. You also think that he should be our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for the next semester. There is such a handsome person as the professor..."

Gazing at Lockhart, who was wearing a forget-me-not-like blue robe and a playful pointed wizard hat, who was smiling and showing his charm to the crowd, Harry tried not to show an exaggerated smile: Hermione No matter how sensible she is, she is still a little girl.He didn't have any feelings for Lockhart, the teacher was important, and the learning effect also depended on the individual; and if it was a best-selling author, he might have one in his family, but he always deliberately picked a time when he couldn't go to the signings.Turning his head to look at John, Harry motioned silently with his eyes—it's no wonder he had to let me see, Dad, you also discharge like this when signing sales? Dad didn't destroy the whole booth.

Just as John was about to reach out to rub the naughty boy's hair, Lockhart, who was about to take a picture with a bright smile, saw Harry somehow, and he pulled Harry over—"This is not Harry Potter Is it?" He took out a book and stuffed it into Harry's hand, gestured for the photographer to take a snapshot, and then shouted, "Ladies and gentlemen, what an extraordinary moment you have witnessed—young Harry today Came to the bookstore just to buy a copy of my autobiography, and I'm giving away—"

"Guerlain?" Sherlock interrupted suddenly.

"You are so smart that you can recognize my favorite perfume. You must be a person with taste." Lockhart was about to step forward to shake hands with him.

Sherlock took a step to the left, avoided his hand, turned to John and said, "John, remember that case we solved last month?"

"Last month, we solved a lot of cases." John was stunned for a moment, then reacted randomly, "You mean the case of throwing corpses in the log cabin? Of course I remember, the corpse was thrown there for half a month. , It's rotten. The murderer poured an unknown amount of Guerlain perfume on the corpse in order to cover up the smell. The smell of the perfume and the smell of the corpse are mixed together, which is unbearable."

People around (mostly men dragged by their wives to line up together) burst into laughter, and Lockhart blushed: "You——"

Sherlock and John took the two children away without looking back.Hermione sighed slightly from behind. She had a crush on the knowledgeable and handsome Lockhart, but his face of using Harry for publicity also ruined his image in her heart.

"But what about our textbooks?" Harry realized belatedly.

"No—it's okay, I can buy it for you." Ron emerged from the crowd.He had been queuing up just now, so he naturally saw the farce and volunteered to help.

"Ah, it seems that the Weasley family has a good time, and they even have spare money to help others buy things." Lucius Malfoy stood up and said with his usual mocking smile.Draco looked helpless beside him, wouldn't Harry and Hermione not give him money if they asked Ron to help him buy things?The reason my father found was too far-fetched.

"Oh, and Mr. Holmes—" Lucius drew his tone, met Sherlock's eyes, and then at John, "I thought a wise man would always choose the right friend."

"Indeed," Sherlock looked at him carefully for a while and then replied, "but don't be fooled by your cleverness."

"Hmph, Xiaolong, let's go home."

"Draco's father won't let us be friends?" Harry asked worriedly on the way back.

"Observe, Harry, I said to observe and think." Sherlock taught again, "If he didn't allow you to be friends, he wouldn't have let that little Malfoy go out with you two days ago. Look again When he appeared, he had obviously been waiting there for a long time."

"And his walking posture is a little unnatural, obviously injured." The profession of a military doctor made John very sensitive to the injuries left by the battle.

"First showing affection in private, and then deliberately showing this kind of indifference in public—the Malfoy family may be in trouble."

The author has something to say: Guerlain perfume is just a common perfume for men of my mother-in-law. Lockhart’s original favorite is definitely not this (I haven’t found a specific introduction in the book for the time being, I think it may not be there. Please help the research emperors)