Daily life of HP Sherlock Holmes

"What's wrong?" Ron asked immediately with concern.Gerald also looked back at Harry.

"No—it's nothing." The burning pain disappeared in an instant, just like when it came, Harry rubbed his forehead, and when he looked up, he found that Gerald had finished eating the muffin, and quickly stuffed another jelly. "eat!"

Gerald shrugged, and ate as he pleases, and then Harry quickly stuffed something into his mouth, because his attention had been on Gerrard, so he didn't notice the movement on the rostrum just now. At this time, the scar hurt Yes, Harry just rubbed it, thinking that he was too excited these days and didn't have a good rest.

Gerrard squinted at Quirrell, and the Weasley twins came closer and followed Gerrard's gaze.

"Oh, that's Professor Quirrell, our hapless Defense Against the Dark Arts professor~" George began to explain.

"Look at how nervous he is, of course, it's not surprising that he's so nervous!" Fred leaned against the long table with a coquettish look, Harry couldn't help smiling, and Gerald put his fingers on On his chin, he opened his mouth to accept the treacle pie Harry was feeding him.

"Because the one next to him is Professor Snape, our famous Potions, Head of Slytherin, the great Mr. Black Bat—" George leaned into Fred's arms and chanted affectionately.

"Our Potions professor, what he loves so much is not Potions, but Quirrell—the eyes of the young wizards who have just entered the academy around him widened, the old students burst into laughter, and Percy slammed fiercely. Staring at the twins—job!" the twins gasped and smiled.

"Oh, yes, it's well known that Professor Snape is very good at black arts." Percy couldn't help interjecting, "However, Professor Snape is also very good at potions! Anyway, They don't switch courses. So, stop talking about two professors, George, Weasley, now get back to your seats, and watch out I tell Mum about you misleading new students!"

"Percy, you are truly mother's caring baby, look at your prefect badge, it's always shining~"

"Percy, mother's good son, you are so touching~"

Percy's face turned red immediately, he stood up and prepared to clean up the twins, but unfortunately he could only watch the twins leave happily across the table in dismay.

Hermione looked at the Weasley twins and shook her head in disapproval.

Ron said to Gerald and Harry: "I said man, my two brothers are like this, and they often play tricks on me and Percy at home-well, that, if you can see that they want to play tricks, please Be sure to tell me!" Ron looked at Gerrard with piercing eyes, that is, the guardian of the protector.

Gerald put his hands down, glanced at Ron, and then at Harry' Gerald! ' In the urging voice, he nodded reluctantly.The desserts on the table disappeared little by little. Gerald was so full that he felt that his thoughts were a little dull-hmm...why did he eat so much?Gerald was a little slow thinking.

Finally, the pudding disappeared too, and Professor Dumbledore stood up again.The restaurant also returned to silence.

"Oh, now that everyone is full of food and drink, I would like to say a few more words to you. At the beginning of the semester, I would like to make a few points for everyone to pay attention to." Dumbledore's voice was loud, and everyone All attention was drawn to the past, and Harry and Ron were inexplicably looking forward to it.

"Attention first-year freshmen, no students are allowed to enter the woods on campus. Some of our old classmates should also remember this well." Dumbledore's shining eyes swept towards the Weasley twin brothers. "Besides, Mr. Filch, the administrator, wants me to remind everyone not to cast magic in the hallway between classes. The review of Quidditch players will be held in the second week of this semester. All students who are interested in participating in the college team Please contact Mrs. Hooch.

Many students were agitated by this, and then quieted down again.

"Finally, I have to tell everyone that those who don't want to suffer an accident or a painful death, please don't enter the corridor on the right on the fourth floor."

Harry and Ron exchanged glances, and immediately turned to Gerald.

"He said the fourth floor..." Harry whispered, and Gerald nodded and whispered, "It seems that our adventure this year revolves around the fourth floor..." What an obvious fact.

"Oh, my God, Gerald, how...how could you have expected this?!" Ron said incredulously, Gerald glanced at him, and Ron immediately shut up.

"Now, before everyone goes to bed, let's sing the school song together!"

"School song?" Gerald frowned. What was that?Why don't I remember it?

Dumbledore flicked his wand lightly, and a long golden ribbon flew out of the wand, twisting and coiling lines of text like a snake above the high dining table.

"Each one chooses his own tune," said Dumbledore. "Get ready, sing!"

When Gerald saw the words, he immediately decided to forgive himself. Well, music itself is a strange thing!

So all the teachers and students sang loudly: Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, please teach us knowledge, whether we are old people with bald heads or children with broken knees, our The mind can accommodate some interesting things.

Because now our minds are empty, full of air, dead flies and trivial things, teach us some valuable knowledge, give us back what we have forgotten, you just do your best, leave the rest to us, we will study hard, until it turns into dung.

Everyone sang the school song at random, and Gerald finished reading it calmly like a eulogy. He is a little sluggish now, and it takes a few seconds for the notes to appear when he looks at something——Harry hummed it himself The unknown ditty is sung along with the lyrics, and it's still very nice.

In the end, only the twin brothers of the Weasley family continued to sing along with the slow melody of "Funeral March" in the whole hall.Dumbledore conducted the final bars for them both with his wand, and when they were done, he gave the loudest applause.

"Music," said Dumbledore, wiping his eyes, "more glamorous than anything we've done here! It's time for bed. Go back to your dormitory, everyone." They left one after another.

Gerald curled his lips, what charm does music have, it's completely evil, okay!Thinking of this, Gerald stood up unsteadily under Percy's call.Well, I'm a little tired... I'm too full...

The whole Gryffindor was loose and loose, the old students had already run away happily, only the new students were huddled together, ready to be taken away.

Gerald glanced at the mechanical watch on his wrist, it was eight o'clock.Arrived at 06:30, got off the train, entered Hogwarts at 48:13 and waited for the branch. There were 17 freshmen, [-] from Gryffindor, [-] from Ravenclaw, [-] from Hufflepuff, and [-] from Slytherin .The sorting time lasts for half an hour, then we have a meal, and the headmaster talks...

For an hour and a half, the information revealed was not only for the students, but also for the person who came to take the bait... And this person is definitely in the school, and the most suspected person at present is Professor Quirrell...Jie Ladd thought about it slowly, things that he could react to immediately in the past, now need to wait for several minutes...

The Gryffindor first year followed Percy through the noisy crowd, out of the dining room and up the marble stairs.Gerald felt that his thinking was a little slow, was it because he was too tired and he had eaten too much?

Gerald thought about the itinerary for the day, and decided to get rid of McCoff and give himself a physical training after returning from the summer vacation... But now, he yawned uncontrollably, and the yawn seemed to be contagious, haha Leroy, Hermione, Neville, and the other little wizards in the circle all started yawning.

Gerald turned his head to look at the people in the portraits in the surrounding corridors, and regretfully decided to wait until tomorrow to study it—oh, I really want to know what they are whispering and pointing—Percy walked ahead, and the two Leading them through the doors hidden behind sliding panels and hanging curtains, Gerald slowly built a small map in his head. He and Harry supported each other to prevent them from being killed by such a low-level mistake as stepping on the wrong stairs. Injuried.

The little wizards of Gryffindor yawned and trudged up many stairs.Gerald tried his best to remember the number of floors he had boarded, and felt that he was a little bit powerless-oh, the syrup cakes at night are really delicious, and he should send some to McCoff, he loves this kind of thing the most son.

Mycroft, who was far away in London, just got off the treadmill at this time, he sneezed, and then checked the time - ten past eight, um, I don't know if I can get Gerald's letter tonight.According to the reported information, Gerald was already acquainted with the savior of the wizarding world before entering the station—well, the surveillance level of the Dursley family seems to be raised a bit...

Thinking of his parents who have been calling and reprimanding him for the past few days, Mycroft rubbed his hair with some headaches. No matter what, when Gerald received a letter, he had to ask him to appease his parents quickly. God knows if his parents really If you come to London, you and Sherlock will definitely go crazy!