[Comprehensive] Sherlock's Secret

"Where can I find evidence for what you say, Mr. Holmes?" asked Dumbledore.

"Will you accept the testimony of ordinary people?"

"I'm afraid it will be difficult."

"I was able to find an eyewitness to Peter Pettigrew's murder scene 13 years ago, but he was an ordinary person, and you erased his memory—"

"memory……"

==

"I'm going to go in and see Professor Frank, you can't stop me, she is innocent now!" Hermione stood at the door of an empty classroom and said confidently, in front of her were two tall Aurors, She raised her chin arrogantly and stared at the two Aurors without showing any weakness.

But her hands in her pockets were tightly clenched, sweat was already clenched between her fingers.

One of the Aurors said viciously, "No way!"

"Should I go to the minister?" Hermione asked him sideways. "Even the minister didn't assert that Professor Frank was guilty. You really shouldn't stop me—"

Another Auror said: "You are making too much fuss, this is just a little girl, can she still let the people inside go? Besides, Sue Frank's wand has been confiscated, we are against her, she can't do much of."

Hermione immediately said: "That's right, I'm just a third-year student, I really just go in to see her, I can leave the wand at the door and not bring it in..."

"Only 10 minutes, and the door has to be open, we have to see what you guys do inside—"

"no problem."

Su Fu was lying on a table in the center, and some small scraps of paper were floating around her fingers, which looked boring at first glance.

"Frank—may I call you a professor? Professor Dumbledore said he had already given you a letter of appointment." Hermione said loudly, walking quickly to her.

"Call it whatever you want," Su Fu agreed, "but the possibility of me teaching at Hogwarts is very small—"

Hermione sniffed and said, "Oh—this is really sad, don't worry too much, Dumbledore has already found Mr. Holmes, he can definitely prove your innocence..."

"Huh?" Su Fu sat up straight, and Hermione continued: "God, this is so sad, why do innocent people always have to bear irrelevant crimes—"

As she spoke, she actually choked up as if she was heartbroken, and the more she spoke, the more sad she became, until it became sobbing at the end, and finally became howling.

Su Fu: "..."

Hermione wiped her tears and threw herself on her, hugging her tightly with one hand. The hysterical crying echoed endlessly in the empty classroom. The two Aurors watching at the door finally turned their heads impatiently. Hermione immediately took out the plug The other hand in the pocket put a thin chain around Su Fu's neck. When the hand fell, it paused for a moment in the pocket on her side. Su Fu felt that something had fallen into her pocket. inside.

"Professor Dumbledore said that he wanted you to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts." Hermione covered her eyes and looked at the Auror at the door through her fingers, her voice hoarse from crying, "He said you are the best at Yes, the spell that I have been trying all these years will definitely come in handy at the critical moment, of course it will take a little longer, because the spell is not that simple, and, we will definitely find witnesses to prove your innocence, just Like the bombing 13 years ago, there must be witnesses—”

"Okay, it's time!"

Hermione let go of Su Fu's neck, blinked and said, "I wish you success."

As he spoke, he slowly retreated to the door, and closed the door gently.

The Auror said, "Don't close the door!"

Hermione stood sideways at the door to block their sight, and suddenly pointed to the corner of the corridor and said, "Who is there—it seems to be the Minister and Mr. Malfoy!"

Su Fu in the classroom immediately pulled out the small hourglass hanging around his neck, and turned it five times in the palm of his hand.

==

An hour ago, Hogsmeade.

Dumbledore hung up Sherlock's phone, turned around and strode towards the school, greeting the two children and Severus, "Go back, we still have things to do."

Harry trotted to his side, and asked eagerly in a low voice: "Professor, Frank—Professor, can you save her—"

"Of course." Dumbledore smiled, his long beard fluttering in the night wind, like some kind of furry animal tail.

"How to save! Don't always think of those crooked ways!" Severus angrily said, "If it wasn't for Sirius Black, how could she be imprisoned——now you are so whimsical that you believe a Muggle!"

Harry and Hermione immediately looked down.

"This won't be some crooked way," Dumbledore reassured him, "Sue will be fine, but before that, we have to find a way to hold back Connelly, Mr. Malfoy, and—"

He looked down at Hermione, and said gently, "Miss Granger, it may be up to you to give the thing to Professor Frank, after all, it belongs to you."

Hermione was stunned for a moment, but immediately understood what he was talking about, she nodded quickly and said, "I'm fine——"

"In addition, there is this." Dumbledore put Su Fu's mobile phone in Hermione's hand, "give it back to her, it should be useful--and tell Su that the spell she has been trying for all these years is crucial. It will come in handy when it happens, which is what she is best at, and it may take a little longer, so let her be ready."

……

Also an hour ago, London.

After Sherlock pressed the close button, he immediately grabbed a kraft paper bag from under the coffee table, poured out the paper inside and quickly browsed through it again. Sirius stared at him dazedly, and asked with a frown: " What do you want-"

Sherlock piled the stack of documents in front of him: "It's very simple, just find this person."

"he is--"

"Daniel Eskes, one of the eyewitnesses to the explosion, when he was a child, his mother, Matalia Eskes, died in the explosion to save him. He has been under such a heavy psychological shadow that he has mental and memory problems—but the fact is that your government erased his memory in order to cover up the truth!" Sherlock said, grabbed his coat and walked out the door.

"However," Sirius gasped to keep up with him, "—even if a witness is found, the Ministry of Magic will not believe it, because he is a Muggle! And his memory has been wiped!"

"Siris Black!" Sherlock paused slightly, looking at him contemptuously and mockingly, "As a wizard, why are you [-] times slower than Su, and you are even worse than that little Granger just now?" girl--"

Sirius was furious: "Why can't you explain it clearly!!"

"Oh my God..." Sherlock opened the door with his coat collar pulled up, and said impatiently, "Your principal told me that there is a kind of magic that can recall people's memories—"

"Legiliency?" Sirius interrupted him loudly, "But after so many years, this requires very high-level magic skills, who can—"

His voice suddenly stopped, and he stared at Sherlock for a while and said, "Yes—except for Dumbledore, only Su can do this..."

……

The old neighborhood in the middle of the night is especially terribly quiet, the whimpering cold wind swirls through the dry leaves, and the shadows of the moon make the branches of the trees look like monsters with teeth and claws.

Sherlock stood at the street corner and called Mycroft: "I need to see Lilian Parrier——I've checked Eve Parrier's company, Eskes and theirs are all online transactions, The IP of a public electronic reading room is used—yes, it is now!"

Mycroft said angrily, "It's three o'clock in the morning! Where can I find Lilian Parrier for you!"

"This is your business," Sherlock wrote lightly. "Aren't you in a hurry to find Esikes? Coincidentally, I am also in a hurry this time-two hours, no, I can find his whereabouts in one hour, you Best - take this opportunity."

So 15 minutes later they saw Lilian Parrier, who was full of panic.

Mycroft, with dark circles under his eyes, growled at Sherlock: "You'd better not let me get out of bed at three o'clock in the morning in vain, just to see you messing around—"

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Sirius next to him: "—Sherlock! When did you start hanging out with bums...Oh God," Mycroft took a deep breath, "Siris Black! That— —”

"It's just a fugitive, there's no need to make such a fuss," Sherlock interrupted him in a low voice, and took two steps to sit opposite Lilian Parrier, leaning forward slightly, and said with a sense of oppression: "Parry Miss Er, I need to ask you a few questions..."

"I...Mr. Holmes, I--" She stammered and couldn't utter a complete sentence, "My sister, what's the matter--"

Sherlock directly ignored her question, and asked instead: "You work in a kindergarten called 'Little Red Riding Hood', during this period, have you ever met a gloomy and mysterious man named Daniel Eskes?" , you may just have a face-to-face meeting with him, think about it, this matter is very important."

"Isn't it my sister..." Lilian Lai's face softened a little, thinking about what he just said, subconsciously said, "I met... I don't know what you said—"

"think carefully!"

"I……"

Sherlock suddenly asked: "Your kindergarten still takes in homeless street children?"

"Yes, yes, but—"

"This person is an orphan. He probably went to kindergarten to see those homeless children who experienced the same experience as him, or have you ever received donations from anonymous people—" Sherlock said all kinds of things patiently. Tell her the possibility analysis, "Or—"

Lilian thought hard, then suddenly raised her head and said, "Lodia?"

"Who?"

The author has something to say: [Time Paradox] This part of the plot is accompanied by a BGM for you, called "LuluAndShaco`s Quirky Enourter". Thinking about it, I will tell you that the busier and more chaotic I am, the worse my memory is.