Daily life of HP Sherlock Holmes

Hermione's words came true the next day, and this girl's mind is quite good.

Gerrard didn't regret what he said yesterday, but he also made a certain degree of redress - sent a letter to McCauf and told what happened yesterday.

Then this morning, I received a reply from Mycroft. In a few short lines, the sentence "As a goldfish, you should go to school honestly" kept Gerald's mood in a wonderful balance all day long.However, there is still one thing that makes Gerald feel depressed - Harry has not explained to himself about yesterday, which makes Gerald a little sad.

In addition, Harry was snatched away by Gryffindor's Quidditch captain Wood early in the morning, so Gerald could only silently close the letter sent by Mycroft and return to the lounge to play a game of chess with Ron.When it comes to playing chess, Gerrard has to admit that Ron is really good at this aspect, at least he often lost the victory when he played against Ron just now.

On the second set, Professor McGonagall came in.

"Gerald Holmes, come out now." Professor McGonagall was wearing a black robe today, and her hair was still tied tightly. She stared at Gerald with a serious face and serious eyes.

Gerald shrugged, and stood up under the protest of his own chess piece. Under Ron's worried gaze, Gerald patted Ron on the shoulder and followed Professor McGonagall out.

After leaving the door of the lounge, Professor McGonagall and Gerald walked one after the other on the way to the principal's office. Professor McGonagall finally couldn't help but said on the way: "Gerald, I know you are a smart man. Young man, in other words, your gaze is farther than other young wizards, but this is not a place where you can casually release your views to scare people. You must know that what you said last night caused a lot of trouble. Bad influence, you know?"

Gerrard didn't speak, he looked ahead, as if he was angry.

"Just because of provocation, just because of excitement, can you do anything willfully?" Professor McGonagall looked back at Gerald, with some helplessness and tolerance in his eyes, as well as condemnation, "Gerald, everyone should Be responsible for your actions and words, because it is difficult to take back what you say... The headmaster's office is here, and Headmaster Dumbledore is inside, and he will have a good talk with you then."

Gerald looked curiously at his destination, which was behind the two stone beasts. Professor McGonagall said the command "Honey Zizi" to them, and the stone beast jumped away, and the stone door behind it slowly opened. A spiral staircase appeared in front of the two people.

"Follow me, I hope today's conversation with Dumbledore can make you realize your problems to some extent. It is right to fight for your friends, but you can't say everything." Professor McGonagall finally said Then she looked back at Gerald, who was looking around with glowing eyes, very excited.

Professor McGonagall turned around and sighed. He was still a child—I don’t know what happened to the Holmes family’s education. It’s really worrying to be able to raise such a child.

Gerald followed Professor McGonagall upstairs, and the goal was a huge room, but it was full of things, all kinds of cabinets, large and small, high and low, placed by the wall, and on the cabinets were All kinds of things, there are certificates of honor, all kinds of copper utensils that emit white smoke, and miscellaneous decorations-Gerald found the sorting hat in a pile of copper pots, it was motionless-hanging on both sides of the wall With two rows of portraits, the wizards inside looked respected, majestic and dignified.There is also a bird stand in the corner, and the traces on it show that a big bird also lives in the principal's office, but now, it is obvious that the big bird is not there.

"Ah, little Gerald, you are here, sit down quickly, do you need something to drink?" A kind voice sounded, and Gerald withdrew his gaze from these decorations and looked over.

On the side near the window, behind a large table, stood Dumbledore, his snow-white hair and long beard covered most of his face, but the blue eyes behind the crescent-shaped glasses were even brighter. , the wrinkles on his face are also very obvious, but it seems that this old man is as reliable as a mountain, and has the warmth of an elder.

It was the first time for Gerald to come into contact with Dumbledore at such a close distance. Dumbledore's words and expression gave him a feeling that he had met a reliable elder who could tell his troubles and could trust him... Well, it's pretty good, Jay Ladd thought silently.

There was a soft chair in front of the big table. Gerald walked over under Professor McGonagall's gaze. When he walked past Professor McGonagall, McGonagall patted Gerald's head with his hand, and Gerald suddenly became stiff After a while, he continued to move forward.

"Okay, Albus, I have class later, see you later." Professor McGonagall left without hesitation, Gerald sat in the chair, staring straight at Dumbledore.

"Okay, see you later." Dumbledore finished with a smile, and then he said to Gerald: "You really don't want to have something? I have all kinds of sweets from the Duke of Bee here. Look, This is nectar flower, each small flower on a small bunch has a different flavor, the red is strawberry, the blue is blueberry, um, there are bananas, the leaves are mint, really don’t come a little?"

Gerald looked over and saw that there were four clusters of flowers similar to lilies of the valley on the plate pushed by Dumbledore. Each of the small buds was of a different color, and some of them shone brightly. They looked very beautiful, so Gerald obeyed his will, took a bunch and began to eat.

"How about it, it tastes good." Dumbledore said happily, and picked up a bunch and started to eat. The sweet smell of candy and a bit of nectar permeated the room. "Would you like some tea? I have everything here. Well, how about black tea? Or milk tea? Pumpkin juice? Milk?"

"Milk tea is fine, three pieces of candy, thank you!" Gerald said quickly, with an unconscious smile on his face, he stuffed the last mouthful of milk-flavored flower buds into his mouth, and then the flower stems were not let go. Licked and ate like a lollipop.

"Yeah, as long as you like it." Dumbledore smiled kindly, and he looked at Gerald as if he were his grandson, "Recently, the craftsmanship of house elves is getting better and better, you can do it next time Try their millefeuille pineapple cheese pie, it's really good."

"Really? I know! I will definitely try it." Gerald nodded while eating the candy.

"How are you doing these days?" Dumbledore took another plate of candy and pushed it in front of Gerald. It was a plate of candies in the shape of various small animals, which were crystal clear and wrapped in transparent sugar wrappers. Take some and go back and give Harry and Ron a point."

Gerald nodded. He was always rather eccentric in front of the old man. He grabbed a few handfuls unceremoniously and prepared to go back and share them with Harry.

"Life at Hogwarts is fine, there's nothing wrong with it," Gerald said cautiously, looking at Dumbledore, whose blue eyes were full of expectation and encouragement, and listening His attitude also satisfies Gerrard's current needs very well.

To be honest, no one has ever listened to Gerrard well when he grew up so big. Mycroft didn’t have the time, Sherlock thought it was troublesome, and neither did anyone else, including his parents—Gerald felt that he couldn’t get along with them. Communication——Now, Dumbledore appeared. In the short few minutes of meeting Dumbledore, Gerald felt that the headmaster was a wise and wise old man who could communicate and understand himself the words said.

Gerald scratched his face shyly. As an 11-year-old child, he had been with his parents all his life before, and the time he met his eldest brother and second brother in London did not exceed a week.His previous life can be said to be lonely, and no one around him can give him enough guidance in emotional and getting along with others.So, now, Gerrard is a little overwhelmed.

"It's good that you like Hogwarts. After all, this castle has a history of more than 1000 years and is the common treasure of our wizards." Dumbledore said, and then he sat down and took a sip of tea, with a warm smile on his face: "The time of going to school here is a good memory in every wizard's heart. Here, you can make friends for your life. I think you should agree with one thing."

"Yes, Harry and I, um, Ron can take it with us," Gerald thought for a moment, nodded, and said solemnly, "Friends for life."

"It's only been two weeks since school started, Gerald," Dumbledore looked at Gerald, "trust me, your friends, your friends for life will never be just these two."

Gerald looked at Dumbledore.

"Because of Gerald, you are smart, brave, and protect your friends regardless of danger," Dumbledore stood up again, and this time he came to Gerald, and the old man's dry and warm hand touched Gerald "You can see many things sharply. After you have passed the experience of time, you may become even more powerful. You can see the essence of things, lay the road to victory for yourself and your friends, and have the ability to sacrifice yourself for your friends. life does not matter a great courage."

Gerald lowered his head, listening to Dumbledore.

"Who doesn't like a friend like you?" Dumbledore rubbed it, and then returned to his seat. Gerald was a little entangled in whether to tidy up his hair. "So, broaden your horizons a bit, and you will have more friends. After all, you have talents that none of us can get, and you also have courage-don't always set your sights so high, even ordinary people have talents in you." What is worth learning from, such as me."

Gerald raised his head and looked at Dumbledore, who winked at him, "You like Harry, you like Ron, you like Gryffindor, and you also love your family, so, Gerald, because of your clever little brain, I will also put a little more hope in you."

"What hope?" said Gerald, who now had a lot to say but didn't know how to say it.He wanted to tell Dumbledore what he had discovered, such as Dumbledore's love of sweets, is the empty photo on the table a photo of Dumbledore and Grindelwald?The utensils placed here also showed Dumbledore's sloppy housework, etc., but he couldn't say any of them now, so he could only sit here honestly and ask his own questions.

"I hope you can think more for you and your friends and family members. As long as you and your friends understand some things in your heart, words are not the most powerful weapon, but actions are the most powerful weapon." Dumbledore looked at Jie seriously. Ladd, "You are my student, just like my child, so I hope you can remember these words, spoken words are not as good as immediate actions, of course, language at critical moments is also a very great art , but, if at a critical moment!"

Gerald looked at Dumbledore. At this time, he really felt the imprint of a century of history on the old man, which was convincing and awe-inspiring.

"Gerald, I really appreciate what you said yesterday afternoon, but the consequences are a bit of a headache, but you don't have to worry about it, I've already contacted your elder brother Mycroft, what? Nothing will happen." Dumbledore smiled again, "Your elder brother is really a good person, you should learn from your elder brother—by the way, this is the book that McCoff asked me to hand over , saying that it will let you hand in a piece of post-reading experience a week."

Gerald took the book - "The Art of Language" with some numbness. He looked at Dumbledore with accusation in his eyes.

But Dumbledore said cheerfully: "Okay, Gerald, you are a good boy, you must have been able to deeply understand the meaning of what I said, if I remember correctly, you still have lessons, I will Don't disturb your class—welcome to talk to me later, you know, I'm a lonely old man~"

Gerald walked out speechlessly amidst Dumbledore's smile, and the three characters 'Old Fox' silently emerged in his heart.Holding the book, Gerald went down the stairs and went out the door. While he was still thinking about the consequences of Dumbledore hooking up with his elder brother, two surprise shouts interrupted his thoughts.

"Gerald!"

"Gerald! You're out!"

Harry and Ron looked at Gerald in surprise. They stood beside the stone beast, and when they saw Gerald coming out, they immediately ran to Gerald's side.

"Are you all right?"

"Headmaster Dumbledore didn't say anything?"

There were worries on the two small faces.

"It's okay, Principal Dumbledore just talked to me and gave me a lot of candy, Harry, Ron, would you like some?"