[Comprehensive] What's wrong with curly hair control!

"Mum, I know. I will take care of my body." Skalevin swore as she pushed the cart.

"When the weather changes, you need to add clothes in time and eat on time. Don't worry me like Sherlock." Although Scarlett had made a promise, Mrs. Holmes was still worried.

Sherlock, who was lying on the gun, was unhappy, "What does it matter to me?"

"I usually eat so little, it looks like you have become so thin, do you still want Scar to be like you?" Mrs. Holmes immediately shifted the target of the bombardment.

"Eating too much will make the blood supply to the brain insufficient, Mom, I need to keep my head clear all the time." Sherlock felt that no one understood him.

"Occasionally think about something other than your brain, Sherlock, like your body. Remember to keep moving, I don't want to wait until I get back from Hogwarts to find out who you let go because you can't run a few steps. Panting, or being called a 'chicken' by those guys with all the muscles in their heads..."

"To shut up!"

A Sherlock who approves/admires others is not the real Sherlock.

"Every year there are boys and girls with owls with similar luggage pushing the same trolley in the same direction and disappearing, and these patrolmen never find anything wrong, are they all stupid? Sherlock wrinkled his nose, "And that guy holding a stick and hiding behind the newspaper, don't you think he can't see others, so others can't see him?"

"He heard it." Skalevin pushed the trolley to Sherlock, and Sherlock took it under the "desire" of Mummy.

"About the patrolmen, I tend to think they know, think of Mycroft," said Scaleven.

What's the matter with that fat man again!What is the sense of presence without coming?

"This is it?" Mr. Holmes looked around, and then at the huge brick pillar between platforms nine and ten.

"Fantastic and incredible," said Mrs. Holmes.

Neither of them joined Scarlevin and Sherlock's quarrel from just now.

"Here it is, look here, here, and there are idiots with newspapers and sticks there, they are from the Ministry of Magic, they are not tired of coming here twice a year." Sherlock said meanly "But having said that, it's really stupid to think that you have to go through a pillar when you're really standing here."

They didn't come early, but they weren't late either, and there were two families similar to them—an 11-year-old child with luggage and an owl—standing nearby from a distance. And three-quarters of the platform is suspicious, wanting to see if there are any "crab eaters".

Sherlock turned the handrail of the trolley to Skalevin, stepped forward to touch the pillar, and then walked towards the nearest Ministry of Magic employee.He flicked the newspaper used as a camouflage prop with his fingers, and a face appeared behind the newspaper.

Sherlock pointed to the pillar, "Can only wizards go there? What if we want to send a car?"

Although the employee of the Ministry of Magic wanted to pretend to be stupid and said: "I don't know what you are talking about." But Sherlock's firm tone has fully demonstrated the fact that he has been exposed.

The employee of the Ministry of Magic raised his forehead and said: "I'm afraid she can only pass through by herself. Muggles can't pass through..."

"Aren't you from the Ministry of Magic? Don't you have any preparations for this? Letting children who have never traveled far alone go through a pillar like fools and walk alone on a train or even a farewell relative. nor?"

The employee of the Ministry of Magic wanted to answer "yes", but he was speechless looking at Sherlock's light-colored eyes like inorganic matter, he opened his mouth, and finally folded the newspaper in despair, "Okay, I have to talk to Let's discuss it with my colleagues." He walked towards a colleague on the other side.

Sherlock walked back and made a "V" with his hands.

"What did you tell him?" asked Mrs. Holmes.

"It's nothing, I just fought for our rights." Sherlock replied nonchalantly.

"It's a good thing anyway, right?" Skalevin said with blind trust.

"uh-huh."

"So we can go over together?" Mr. Holmes broke out.

"Otherwise what's the use of them?" Sherlock said firmly.

The employees of the Ministry of Magic over there communicated very quickly. It is estimated that they actually have relevant plans. The previous employee came over and said to Holmes: "I will temporarily open the passage so that you can all go through, but you have to hurry up. Don't get anyone's attention, okay?"

"Oh, of course," said Mrs. Holmes excitedly.

Just as the staff of the Ministry of Magic raised their wands, they heard a "gululu" sound, and several small carts rushed over frantically.

"Are you also going to Hogwarts, Hogwarts?" A fat man rushed forward with his fat son and fat wife and asked.

"Yes, you too?"

"Oh my god, that's great, I wonder where the hell is this platform nine and three quarters."

"Hello."

"How do we get there?"

Seeing that Sherlock was about to speak, Mrs. Holmes quickly stopped him.

Seeing the employee of the Ministry of Magic standing there with a dazed expression, Skalevin reminded, "Ignore my curse."

"Oh, yes." The staff of the Ministry of Magic quickly returned to their senses and added the spell in time. He gave Scarlevin a strange and grateful look, but he didn't think about it, but shouted to the freshmen and their parents: "Please be quiet! !" At this time, one of his colleagues saw the situation here and walked over quickly.

Seeing that the scene was under control, the staff of the Ministry of Magic said to the parents: "I will temporarily open the passage so that you can all go through, but you have to leave separately, so that no one can pay attention to this side, understand?"

Of course, no problem, the Muggle parents didn't want to cause a commotion, they dispersed according to the command, and prepared to go in in batches.

Scarlevin hinted at Sherlock, handed him the cart, and walked to the front by herself.The Ministry of Magic employee paid no attention to Skalevin, and he cast a spell at the pillar, which Skalevin memorized.

"Okay, let's go." The staff of the Ministry of Magic waved to Skalevin and the others.Sherlock pushed the cart and walked over first, followed by Holmes and his wife, "Thank you." Scarlett waved to the Ministry of Magic staff who cast the spell, and walked over last.

Walking out of this wonderful magical passage, what Holmes sees is another world completely different from before.

A red steam train with the words "Hogwarts Express" written on it, the locomotive steaming and making a "whoosh" sound, it is ready to leave at any time.The huge clock on the wall reminded everyone of the time, and many students who got off the bus early poked their heads out of the windows to say goodbye to their parents.

The sign of "Platform Nine and Three Quarters" was hung on the platform, and people coming and going all around were wearing various wizard robes, pushing trolleys, and carrying suitcases, interspersed with the hooting of owls. Voice.Some pets were released from the cage early by the owner. They ran around (飞川) but did not run far (飞远).

"It feels like I'm in a fairy tale world." Mrs. Holmes said happily.

"I think so too, my dear. Oh, let's go over there." Mr. Holmes took the lead and led everyone back along the train, where there were fewer people.

The wizards who saw this family all showed surprise eyes. They rarely saw people wearing Muggle costumes appearing on the platform, but then several Muggle families appeared, which also surprised them.

"Muggles..." the wizards whispered, but they pretended to be reserved when the Muggle parents looked over.

But all this has nothing to do with the Holmes family.

At the door of the car, Scarlevin was asked to show her ticket, and the ticket that Sherlock had been suspicious of and disliked since she received it finally came in handy.The ticket inspector asked Scarlevin to mark the ticket with a wand, and then told her that as long as she was studying at Hogwarts, she would take the train for free, and the ticket ended up being a souvenir for Mrs. Holmes.

Although he didn't want to, Sherlock sent Scarlett to the train at the request of his mother and helped her put her luggage away.

The big and tall Sherlock is not welcome on the train. There are always people pushing and pushing in the narrow aisle. Sherlock is annoyed to find that several strong guys almost knock him down, which makes him make up his mind Going to practice boxing some other day.

As for those students who were surprised when they saw Sherlock and put on a look of upturned nostrils, neither Scarlett nor Sherlock took them to heart.

With the help of a black-haired boy and Sherlock, Scarlett put all the luggage on the luggage rack and put the owl cage on the pet rack. Curly is not in the cage, it will follow the train ( Or on top of the train) all the way to Hogwarts, and the poor owl can only be released after the train moves.

"Hufflepuff." Sherlock stood close to the door and looked over one by one, "Slytherin, Gryffindor, Gryffindor, that's great, Scarlett, plus you, the carriage is enough There are four colleges together."

Sherlock looked carefully at the chubby little man by the window on the left.It was a little boy with watery eyes, a ball shape and a timid expression. He seemed to be the complete opposite of Sherlock.

One is short and one is tall, one is not confident and one is narcissist, one is round and one is thin, one is dark and the other is light...the only thing they have in common is that they both have a hairy head—although one is black and the other is Yellow - small curly hair ~

Judging from the clothes, the boy should be a "pure blood", but judging from the look...

"Hufflepuff," Sherlock concluded.

Sitting next to the boy, another girl who looked very similar but looked arrogant immediately glared at Sherlock - she was the only Slytherin.

...but to no avail.

As an ordinary goldfish, you will find that Sherlock Holmes, right from the first time you meet him, you will feel that he is special, but after you get along with him for a long time, you will... get used to it. _(:з"∠)_

Therefore, Sherlock really didn't pay attention to such a second-year little snake with little strength and no ability. From her younger brother's point of view, she didn't inherit the "smart" gene and her family has declined... Can you put her bottom bag on the spot? When it came out, Sherlock had used his emotional intelligence to the limit in consideration of Scarleven's future plans to make friends and expand.

In addition to the pair of siblings who will be in different colleges, a wizarding family is a second-year Gryffindor, a single-parent family, and the father works in the Ministry of Magic; a new Hufflepuff in a wizarding family, the mother is a housewife, and the father is Working in the Ministry of Magic, I know the pair of siblings; a mixed-race Gryffindor freshman, whose mother is a wizard and housewife, and whose father is an ordinary person, working in an accounting company.

Scarleven wants to know how they are...

"I'll send you an email to tell you." Sherlock said suddenly, he moved his hands, not quite used to this kind of farewell scene, "...then... well, I'm leaving."

"Goodbye, Sherlock. Remember to send me an email, you always know what I'm thinking." Since just now, she has been waving goodbye to the Holmes couple outside the window. Sherlock bent over, then kissed his face twice, and quickly stroked his head twice.

"..." Sherlock's face twitched a few times, but he didn't say anything in the end.

The author has something to say: Saturday, early in the morning, from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] pm, finally coded... Chapter [-] _(:з"∠)_, my efficiency. . . .