It's really a ghost [Comprehensive]

It was Filius Flitwick, the head of Ravenclaw, who took them to the principal's office. He had some goblin blood, was not tall, but respected, and was a professor of charms.

After Sherlock analyzed Professor Flitwick's character, he winked at his girlfriend: "He likes well-behaved students who are eager to learn and make progress. Go ask him about spells, and we will have unexpected gains."

Sherlock was never a typical good student, but his girlfriend was.

Irene blinked to express her understanding, so on the way to the principal's office on the eighth floor, Irene worked tirelessly. Although she had only been exposed to the magic spells in Western magic for only a month, she had been learning Taoism since she was a child. Lots of unique insights.Sure enough, Professor Flitwick was full of enthusiasm and wished he could give him money to teach him. Originally, he walked slowly due to irresistible reasons, but now he walked even slower.

While absorbing the knowledge of Charms, Irene questioned what they failed to trace from the Gryffindor prefects; while Sherlock was "gaggling", he also divided his attention to engrave the layout of the campus in his mind This is a piece of cake for consulting detectives who remember every street in London, every traffic light location, building location, etc. clearly.

On the eighth floor, in front of the principal's office behind the two stone beasts, Professor Flitwick uttered the password "cockroach pile", the stone beast jumped up, the wall cracked, and a spiral staircase appeared behind the wall.

The two new students have already been labeled as "good students" in Professor Flitwick's heart, "Albus is easy to get along with, and you will have a pleasant conversation." The pleasure here is literal, very ordinary" joy".

When Professor Flitwick looked over, Sherlock showed a pure smile, and the raised arc was almost exactly the same as the cute smile on Irene's face, and it was also very confusing.However, when Professor Flitwick turned and went downstairs, the smile on Sherlock's face disappeared immediately.

"Well done, Irene." Sherlock praised his girlfriend in a long tone, and Irene also said slowly: "Strict teachers make excellent students."

Sherlock snorted softly and didn't say anything, because he was now looking around with his eyes shining, with an excited expression, and he put the objects in the headmaster's room, the silver utensils on the table with spindle-shaped feet, and the past headmasters pasted on the wall. The portrait, and then to a battered old hat on the shelf behind the claw-footed table—Sherlock's eyes lingered on that hat, the Sorting Hat, for a while, and his eyes became wider and wider. Liang——finally went to the bird stand in the corner, where a swan-sized bird with bright red feathers stayed.

Irene's gaze stayed on the bird from the beginning, and her expression was so subtle.

Sherlock obviously understood what his girlfriend was thinking, and turned his eyes around the bird that was looking at them with open eyes, "Oh, a phoenix." The enthusiasm in his eyes almost turned into flames.

Irene turned her head. She has no doubt that her boyfriend is planning several ways to steal this... phoenix from the principal's office without anyone noticing. She thought about it and told him: "This magic bird Creatures are very loyal species and only recognize one master." She didn't even use the word phoenix to describe Fox, the phoenix belonging to Principal Dumbledore.

Sherlock looked innocent: "What did I do?"

"What did I say?" Comrade Xiao Ai replied in a dignified manner. She moved closer to Sherlock, blinked and said, "I can fold a phoenix for you to play with." old child.

Sherlock raised his eyebrows and was about to speak when the door of the headmaster's room opened. Headmaster Dumbledore walked in and smiled kindly: "Oh, my children, I kept you waiting for a long time."

Sherlock and Irene look over, and—

"gay."

"Cough cough."

The first sentence was uttered by Sherlock, and the latter sentence was coughed out almost simultaneously by Comrade Xiao Ai, covering up Sherlock's "gay", and exchanging glances with her boyfriend in the blink of an eye, and then The purest smile appeared on Sherlock's face: "Oh, dear Headmaster Dumbledore, believe us, we have all admired you for a long time, and it is a pleasure to have a face-to-face meeting with you so close. I’m looking forward to the conversation too!” The “happy” here has a different meaning.

Compared with Sherlock's "cadence", Irene seemed much more reserved, except that the arc of her mouth was exactly the same as Sherlock's, "Hello, Principal Dumbledore."

Dumbledore didn't seem to hear Sherlock's comments on his sexuality, he sat behind the desk, pointed to the chair in front of him and said to Sherlock and Irene: "Come and sit down, children, do you need something to drink? Or some of Honeydukes' latest sweet treat."

When Sherlock saw the sweets that Dumbledore offered, he remembered that fat man Mycroft rolled his eyes under his nose. He didn't want to refuse at first, but now he changed his mind.He looked up at Dumbledore, then at the candy plate he had rolled out to treat him and Irene, the innocent smile on his face didn't fade completely, he reached out and grabbed all of one of them without hesitation, Seth In the hands of his girlfriend, he was satisfied to see Dumbledore's obvious reluctance.

Irene naturally didn't miss the change in Dumbledore's expression under the long beard. She pretended not to see it, peeled a crystal clear candy and put it in her mouth, with a look of surprise on her face: "This is delicious, thank you you."

"Hehe, as long as you like it." Dumbledore smiled kindly, then looked at Sherlock again, "What about you, child?"

Sherlock said as a matter of course: "Black coffee, two pieces of sugar, thank you."

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment: "Black coffee? Is that a Muggle drink? Hogwarts doesn't have it. Maybe you can ask the house elves to pay attention. I want to try it too."

"Your spirit of daring to do new things is really touching, so let's talk about the Gryffindor senior, (Comrade Xiao Ai reminded him, "Oliver Spinnet"), oh, Spinnet Mr. Te, is his injury okay? Apparently you visited him in the medical room before returning to the principal's office, which can be seen from the fresh smell on your body, isn't it?" Sherlock As he spoke, he gave away a purest smile, and he twitched his nose again after speaking, "Sheng Gushui, oh, the one who looks bad is his best friend, I'm sorry." It turned into a "regretful" smile, which changed in a second, and the expression was very sincere.

Dumbledore froze for a moment, squeezed a sizzling bee candy and stuffed it into his mouth: "My child, I have to say that your observation skills are very keen, and Ai—" he said, turning his eyes to the one sitting next to Sherlock. Irene, Irene said obediently: "Just call me Irene, principal."

"Irene, a nice name." Dumbledore became serious as he spoke, "As Sherlock said, Oliver was not seriously injured, but Bill Wood's bones were with Oliver. They were cursed during the fight and had to drink raw bone water, the nature was already very bad, I had to inform their parents that what awaited them was confinement."

"I heard Oliver say it's because you saw his girlfriend Alia Johnson and Bill Wood dating behind his back, didn't you?" Dumbledore's tone was a bit accusatory, but more tolerant.

"Isn't it kind to let him see the true colors of his girlfriend and best friend as soon as possible, so as not to be sad in the future?" Sherlock didn't take it seriously. Didn't say who—”

Comrade Xiao Ai reminded her boyfriend again, even though Sherlock didn't mention any key words, but this time she finished the conversation: "Alia Johnson, not only two boats, but another boat Row away from Hogwarts."

Sherlock's clear voice sounded immediately: "Hufflepuff, by the way, they are still dating during the summer vacation and sunbathing together. So, Headmaster Dumbledore, don't think about letting this smart guy step on three feet. Is this a lady who capsized under force majeure until now, the prefect of Gryffindor?" He winked at Dumbledore while talking, his expression was as innocent as he wanted, and it matched This advice can be as pertinent as it can be.

Irene nodded in agreement with "husband and wife".

Dumbledore: "..."

This conversation was indeed very pleasant, but it was not in the expectation and control of Headmaster Dumbledore from the very beginning, and perhaps it had been out of control before they even started talking.

After sending Sherlock and Irene away, Headmaster Dumbledore reached out to pick up the blank photo on the desk, sighed slightly, and didn't know what he was thinking in a daze.

As for the young couple who left the principal's office, Sherlock took his girlfriend's hand and walked to the Ravenclaw Tower on the west side of the castle, and commented on Principal Dumbledore: "He has a strong desire to control - obviously in the train He knows everything that happened on the Internet; he has no desire for power, and has a strong sense of justice. At critical moments, he will sacrifice the interests of a small number of people—including himself—for the sake of the majority. Now determine his moral bottom line, And the bottom line of tolerance for what Hogwarts students do. Oh, you can let go a little more!"

"Well——" Irene uttered a monosyllable with a high front and a low back, "Do you mean to visit Honeydukes a few more times? I will." When she left the principal's office, she brought out the handful of candies , really delicious, she said, stuffing a candy into her mouth.

Just as Sherlock was about to stare at his girlfriend who was pretending to be stupid, she kissed her. The melting candy was pushed into Sherlock's mouth by Irene. Soon the sweet taste of the candy spread between the two. spread in the mouth.

After a while, Sherlock cleared his throat and commented, "You should."

People are so sweet, but someone came out to spoil the scenery, and it wasn't just one person, but Hogwarts' famous "team of robbery four".Previously on the train, there were only James Potter and Sirius Black, and now the foursome have assembled, and Remus Lupine and Pettigrew Peter have come together for the robbery.

Irene tilted her head to look at Sherlock: "You hope I'm not so restrained?"

"Of course!"

Irene smiled slyly, making her face very bright. She took out a piece of bright red paper, her dexterous fingers fluttered, and after a while, the bright red paper turned into a bird with long tail feathers. paper bird.Irene blew on it, and the paper bird rose against the wind, turning into a phoenix the size of a peacock. With a clear whistle, it flapped its wings and circled past.

The Jiedao group of four froze on the spot, and only recovered after everyone had gone far away.

Remus Lupine swallowed, and couldn't hide his palpitations and said: "Isn't that Dumbledore's Fawkes, the Fawkes is not that big, is it the Phoenix of the East?" When the big fiery bird flew past them just now, , the oppressive force brought is indescribable, but it is enough to make them dare not make any small moves.

James Potter was also frightened, but he didn't lose. He said sternly: "I don't believe that the two of them have been together. Next time I see that curly-haired man, I must give him a good lesson!"

Sirius Black said very brotherly: "Count me in."

Pettigrew Peter kept quiet and didn't say a word.

—Well, there is nothing to say, only good luck to them.

……

When I lived at 221b Baker Street and watched the "Harry Potter" series of movies and books, let's not talk about whether they have successfully watched the movie, but they studied the location of the wizarding world in the middle and calculated it on the map It came out, and the calculated position was almost the same as the current position of the wizarding world after it really existed.Oh, and they also studied the humanities of the wizarding world by the way, and calculated the total population of the wizarding world. The total number of wizards is no more than 2000, which makes Sherlock look down on just so many people making farce. Decent, boring.

Considering that the total population of the wizarding world is only a few thousand, one can imagine how many students there would be in Hogwarts.There are more than a dozen people in each grade in each college, and some even have less than two digits. Counting the full score, the total number of students in the seven grades of the four colleges is less than [-]—what are these [-] people enough for? , to be honest, it's not enough for Sherlock's teeth.

Because there are few people, and it is a closed school, and there are only a few entertainment activities in the wizarding world, so it has created a situation where Hogwarts can know if something happened.

That's why when Irene and Sherlock walked around the castle and returned to the Ravenclaw tower, passed the eagle-shaped bronze door knocker's question and entered the Ravenclaw public room, almost all seven of Ravenclaw All the students in the first grade watched them curiously in the lounge.

Sherlock glanced over, but he was a little happy, and his tone became cheerful: "The students in this academy still have some brains."

No matter how you hear this, it doesn't sound like a compliment, especially for Ravenclaw, who is labeled smart.

Sherlock didn't feel that there was anything wrong at all, and his attitude was as arrogant as ever: "Oh, maybe you are waiting for me to say good evening?" Turning to Irene who glanced at the fellow students who will be in the same college in the future without saying a word Said, "Looks like your phoenix is ​​getting a lot of limelight!"

Sensing the hotter gazes of other people, Irene withdrew her gaze and said cooperatively, "That's Suzaku. In my country, there are many kinds of phoenixes, and different types have different symbols. Suzaku is just one of them."

"This is really interesting, isn't it?" Sherlock pretended to admire, "We can study the differences between Eastern Phoenix and Western Phoenix. This is a very good topic, isn't it?"

Then, they were quickly accepted by Ravenclaw, who was very curious and liked to delve into things.As for Sherlock's habit of reasoning, what's the matter? Smart people don't have a habit that is not accepted by ordinary people, and it is not so rare in Ravenclaw.

The students of Ravenclaw know how to judge the situation. After accepting Irene and Sherlock, they should do what they should do.Irene and Sherlock are sitting in a corner of the common room—a habitual position, where everyone in the common room can have a panoramic view, but others will not notice the movement on their side—whispering, Blue The bronze-colored silk curtains swayed slightly in the breeze, and Irene moved her eyes from the dark blue carpet studded with stars to Sherlock, who was sitting still, his eyes with light irises were bright. Like a burning flame, "You still don't give up on Fox, right?"

Sherlock seemed to answer the question and said: "Isn't it good to have a good relationship with the same court? My dear Irene, you have to know that an informant is indispensable for a detective."

Erin was noncommittal: "If you say so, Sherlock, house-elves are a good choice." Wizards can't Apparate at Hogwarts, but house-elves can, and have them as wizards His slaves are extremely humble, and almost no wizard will take them seriously, which is undoubtedly an excellent cover.

Sherlock pondered: "Well, it's worth a try."

Irene stood up and said with a smile: "Then I look forward to you creating a network of house elves at Hogwarts."

Sherlock glanced at her: "What are you doing?"

"It's getting late, and we have class tomorrow, so I'm going back to the dormitory to sleep." Irene's schedule is much more regular than her boyfriend's.

Sherlock withdrew his gaze, continued to put his hand on his chin, and said casually before falling into thought: "Oh, I'll be here in a while."

Irene was silent for a moment because of this sentence, and then said casually: "Sherlock, do you know that we are in the same school now? In other words, the male and female dormitories are separated."

Sherlock: "...good night."

"Good night."

The next day, the formal classes started. The first class was the transformation class with Hufflepuff. After the first class, nothing happened, except that Sherlock sighed for a class, and the second class was to talk to Slytherin. We're in Potions class together.