Harry of the Sherlock Holmes

John sat at the table with Harry's letter lying aside, and he was writing an answer to him.

Harry's letter:

dear fathers,

How are you all?I've arrived at school safely and been sorted into Gryffindor house.Hermione too, it's a real joy to share with friends.

The one that sorted us was a magic hat, and I bet my father (Sherlock) would love it - he could talk, he could sing, and he could even read my mind to a degree.I believe it has a mind of its own, but the way it's distributed doesn't quite make sense.I mean, we're only 11, how can it be so sure of who we're going to be?I think this approach is likely to deepen the gap between different colleges.

Ah, speaking of different colleges, remember that boy we met in the dress shop?Ask me the one on the broomstick.He's in Slytherin.As we've discussed before, it's clear that people within a family share similar traits, whether genetic or environmental, and this is even more evident in the wizarding world.

……

Headmaster Dumbledore finally introduces Nick Flamel, the great alchemist.He will be doing a semester of research here and giving us weekly lectures.What a great opportunity!

PS: Attached is a photo of Hogwarts, I think I have discovered some mysteries in it, and I hope to get more pointers from my father.

PPS: Dad, don't let Ellen and father bully Hedwig, please?

love you harry

John's writing is a bit awkward (he hasn't used this communication method for a long time, and he feels a little uncomfortable).But he wrote with great earnestness: Dear Harry,

Glad to receive your letter.Congratulations on being able to study in a house with Hermione, she is a good girl, I hope you can make progress together.Sherlock and I are fine, and aside from the fact that he blew up a few more test tubes, the day has generally been uneventful.

We're very interested in what you mean by the sorting hat.Since you think it has thoughts, Sherlock recommends that you chat with it more, the information obtained by yourself is always more credible.

After thinking about it, John decided to add a sentence: Of course, under the premise of ensuring your own safety.

Hum - he took out his phone

[Tell Harry that the burn marks on the candlestick on the left in portrait #17 of the photo don't match the wax tears he left on the ground - SH]

John picked up his pen.

[No. 22's armor and his sword's manufacturing level are too different, find out the identity of that knight - SH]

"Damn Sherlock, we're in the same room, can you just tell me, or come and write to Harry yourself?"

Hum——[35 pattern, take a few more pictures, I am very interested——SH]

"Sherlock!"

[Dear John, I apologize for my brother's waywardness - MH]

[Go away, fat man——SH]

[You can't talk to a caring brother like that.By the way, the teacups on table 17 are not a set, and the decorations on the pots are slightly different. ——MH]

There was a crisp sound from around.His favorite coffee mug!John glared at Sherlock angrily.Then he raised his head and shouted across the room, "Mycroft, can you please stop hacking our phone casually."

[I'm keeping you safe. ——MH]

[I told you about fat man's need for control, look at his hairline. ——SH]

Damn Mycroft and Sherlock, they wouldn't even see a piece of candy from Harry.

[That was a gift from Harry to his uncle, you can't do that, John. ——MH]

[withdraws those candies - SH] Neither do you!

[Uh, John, Mike, he's had enough, but I think I'm still interested in those magic candies. ] Lestrade, are you sure he wants you to refuse? John covered his face helplessly, let's see how the good detectives of Scotland Yard have been led by these bastards.

Unlike 221B, which was always chaotic, Malfoy Manor was peaceful.Lucius Malfoy was pacing up and down the study with his son's letter in his hand.

"Lucius?" Narcissa looked at her husband worriedly, "What happened? Xiaolong?"

"Little Dragon is fine." Lucius raised his chin slightly, showing his pride in his son, "He was sorted into Slytherin almost without touching that hat."

"But I can see what you're worried about." The mistress of Malfoy Manor is not a vase, she has the blood of the ancient magic family Black, and she is more perceptive than most.

Lucius handed the letter to his wife.

"Do you think dragons are too interested in Harry Potter?" Narcissa explained to her son, "In any case, their generation grew up listening to Potter's stories. And although Potter entered Granville Fendo, but if he is the boy Xiaolong met in the clothing store before, he is definitely not a pure lion."

"It is precisely because of this that I am hesitating." Lucius sighed slightly, his right hand lightly touched his left arm, "It is my choice to follow...that lord. Sissy, I also hope that Xiaolong can Choose yourself."

"You always believed he was alive," Narcissa whispered back, and they had tried to avoid discussing that issue until then.They followed the Dark Lord for the greater glory of the Pure-Bloods, which the King had done in the first place.But when he gradually became more tyrannical, after he dealt with "disobedient" subordinates more casually, no one knew whether they wanted him to come back to a higher position, or hoped that he would go to hell forever.

"That mark never went away, Sissy. It just faded."

Lucius looked out of the window, a ray of morning light pierced through the mist of the manor and shone on the ground, and a few white peacocks strolled gracefully in the elegant garden. "Dumbledore is a powerful and cunning wizard. He has been friends with Nick Flamel for so long. Why is the master alchemist borrowing Hogwarts for research this year?"

"Harry Potter."

"That's right." He sat down, lightly clasping the back of the chair with his fingers. "A boy who wants to dismantle a broomstick, if he does it rashly and directly, then he is a fool; but if he can really understand the principle of the magic circles that protect the broomstick and try it regularly, he is a genius. What does Dumbledore want to make of him? Or rather, who is he himself?"

"Lucius." Narcissa put her hand on her husband's.

"Tell Dragon that I'm glad he's in Slytherin and hope he enjoys his time at school. Harry Potter...he can use his own judgment to decide whether to intersect with him."