Harry of the Sherlock Holmes

"Glad to have your support."

Mycroft had informed Harry that he would temporarily use the classroom they usually used for group activities as a temporary office, so the children recently moved their activity base.But Harry always thought that he just needed a suitable place where he could give instructions to his subordinates or approve documents, and he wondered why his uncle didn't go to the principal to sort out a special office, with such desks, chairs, lighting and other conditions. More.But when he received a message from Uncle Greg and came to the classroom, he understood the meaning of this choice the moment he saw the scene in front of him—Mycroft was solemnly thanking Draco and saying goodbye to the platinum boy. He took a silver chain from his son's hand—it was one of the gifts Lucius Malfoy gave his son at school. In addition to being expensive and exquisite in workmanship, what is more important is that the holder of the chain can touch or manage Malfoy. Family business. "We've always been ahead of the curve." Draco was always very proud when it came to homeschooling.But Ron once laughed and said that if he hadn't been so shocked by the performance of Harry and Hermione, Draco would have lost all family demeanor traditions on the train (although he himself was the one who was shocked) .

Draco smiled at Harry and walked out the door with his chin raised slightly.Harry felt a strange feeling in his heart.He knew that Draco would always stand by his side, but he didn't expect that he would even hand over the credentials of managing the property to Uncle Mike, and in the end, he was the one who dragged his friend into this muddy water.

Perhaps seeing Harry's guilt, Mycroft explained to his nephew, "It's also good for his family."

Harry bit his lower lip and said nothing.

"Oh, Harry, come on." Mycroft said firmly, "I know you don't like to directly link friendship with interests. But in this society, we often represent other than ourselves. People, when making a choice, must also carry the things behind them. There is friendship among your friends, but human feelings cannot be limited to just a friendship. Once your friendship is not as good as what they are interested in, This friendship is coming to an end. Since both of you have chosen to persevere through difficulties, why not build on this foundation?"

After saying this, Mycroft sighed in his heart—Sherlock has never had any idea about normal human interactions. Although John did a good job, he tends to get too involved.This is an advantage, but also a disadvantage - he himself is not willing to add anything to the children's sincere friendship now, but the situation is complicated now, and it is better to be vaccinated in advance than to be heartbroken later: He appreciates it very much. This group of Harry's friends, in particular, learned about the boy's family status and personal gesture of support for Harry.But it is still too tender, as a family member, his father will naturally try his best to protect his son, and will also consider his son's friendship.But when faced with a choice between life and death, Lucius Malfoy would not hesitate to sacrifice Harry.In the final analysis, the most important things in everyone's mind are different. If we want to act together, it is better to have a bright future that everyone can see.

"Well." Harry nodded, and he also knew that Uncle was doing it for his own good—Mycroft still wore his three-piece suit today, but it was a slightly lighter wine gold color, not the kind that would give people a strong oppressive black.Talking in the classroom where they are usually active instead of talking in the more serious office is obviously also to reduce the psychological pressure of the students to a certain extent.But he still couldn't help arguing: "I can—" solve it myself.

"I didn't say you couldn't." Mycroft patted his head, "Sherlock and John also believe in you. But that doesn't mean we won't help you. Harry, it's reasonable to borrow from the elders." Strength doesn't need shame, or are you just dissatisfied with my intervention? It's not uncommon for you to go to Sherlock with a problem."

That's because compared to my father who is interested in other problems and is not a problem at all, Uncle, you give the impression that you should be busy with some important national affairs. Of course, going to Hogwarts to make troubles now will certainly make me unhappy. adapt.Harry cursed, and fled his head from Mycroft's hands, "How can I be dissatisfied. Uncle Mike, if you keep pressing me, I will grow shorter."

"Haha. You must be able to grow very tall." Mycroft comforted him: "The things here are over for the time being, and I will go back with Gregor in a while."

"With Uncle Greg?" Harry smiled teasingly, "Uncle Mike, you miss him very much, don't you?"

"Of course I miss him." Mycroft never hid his feelings in front of his family, but he still looked at Harry amusedly, "But it's not just for this reason, it's always bad not to go to Scotland Yard for too long. "And he's going to talk to the people on the list first (after talking to those students, it got longer again), have to say, a few kids are quite interesting, hope to teach their parents not too bad .

Sherlock was elated by his brother's departure, and Harry immediately threw himself into the high-intensity Quidditch practice—the boredom and madness that Snape was still thinking about after all that had happened at school. Dangerous Sports was quite critical (he made a rather "elegant" comment in particular about the reaction to Sirius' proud flaunting of Harry's flying talents etc. but finally nodded in favor of it, not only because Dumbledore Or McGonagall's insistence is also because of John's words: "Although the current situation is not clear, all our actions are for the happiness of the children. If these actions limit their fun, isn't it us adults? dereliction of duty?" Although Sherlock often uses this to satirize military doctors, he is indeed right in saying one thing—John is sometimes more emotional than purely rational logical analysis or the balance of interests, and he is willing to maintain some emotions. And take risks. More importantly, John's statement is always close to the heart and reasonable, which is why no one can really reject him.

Of course, saying this doesn't mean that John doesn't care about his son's safety, he just wants to ensure Harry's happy life to the greatest extent possible.Now while Sherlock is investigating, he is also paying close attention to Lockhart through Adela Potter's relationship at Hogwarts (Mycroft's plan cannot be realized in a short time after all), and John almost Watched every one of Harry's Quidditch practices from the sidelines.

On Saturday, Harry woke up very early.It's not that he's nervous because of the game—it's not his first game after all, and all the dangers and excitement he's experienced since he was in school have allowed him not to take the game results too seriously.But he still didn't sleep well because of the dream.

This was not a nightmare in the usual sense. There were no particularly horrific scenes, nor was it the feeling of falling from a height or being exhausted. In fact, Harry only vaguely remembered two scenes after waking up.But what makes him feel wrong is that the two images seem to appear in his mind at the same time, and they are jostling each other, fighting for control of the image.And when he finally fell asleep in a daze, the picture seemed to merge into one again.

Involuntarily touching the scar on his head, Harry thought about the meaning of the dream in his heart.Now he regretted not obeying Professor Snape's words and staying in the castle obediently.Considering this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Halloween can only be bad compared to the first year, and last year's horror Quidditch match is best not repeated.

"We can't stop the game just because of your premonition, Mr. Potter." Mrs. Hooch said sternly, "All the games are scheduled in advance."

"But--"

"I heard that you are investigating the petrification incident, but no one can cast that kind of complicated spell on a high-speed flying person. What's more, Headmaster Dumbledore and other professors are still here. Back to your team Let's go."

"So what do you want to do, Harry? Do you want to quit?" John, who accompanied Harry to Mrs. Hooch and asked if the game could be postponed, looked at him quietly.

"I—I'm still going," Harry said finally.Everyone in the team has made great efforts for this game. If the game cannot be postponed, he cannot give up.And... the dream was always quite peaceful, maybe he just thought too much.

……

It's strange to think too much!The sudden rainstorm blocked people's sight, and at this time a Bludger seemed to be magnetically attracted to Harry, and kept following him.He had to do several giant loops in the air to avoid the frantic Bludger trying to knock him off.

"What happened?" Draco yelled at Harry.Also a Seeker, he paid close attention to Harry's movements.

That's when the twins realized something was wrong, and they flew close to Harry, trying to knock the ball away.But almost immediately, the ball sticks up again.

"Careful!" cried George.

"Someone's tampered with--this--the Bludger--" Fred yelled, waving at Wood, "We need a time-out!"

But just as Mrs. Hooch put the whistle in her mouth and was about to blow it, the Bludger suddenly flew away from Harry, and at the same time, it swayed violently in the air.Then, as if it could no longer bear the pressure on it, the ball exploded with a "boom".The game must stop.

"Merlin's stockings, what happened?" Mrs. Hooch scratched her hair, remembering what Harry had said to her before—could he be talking about the loss of control of the Bludger?Hasn't happened since Quidditch came along.

Harry had already run to the fathers by this time: "Everything happened so suddenly, I didn't realize anything was wrong."

"Just be safe." John hugged him, Sherlock was still staring at the rain in the sky.

And Sirius almost pinched his nose and thanked Snape: "Thanks to you just now." He was on the other side of the court just now and couldn't align the Bludger well.

"No, you don't need to thank me." Snape's face became more gloomy, "Because I didn't do it."

"Not you?" Sirius jumped up in surprise, "But Professor Dumbledore was with me just now."

"It's them." Sherlock rushed out suddenly.

After following the detective for a few steps, they were finally able to distinguish two small figures rolling and fighting in the sky.

This is—"House-elf?"