Daily life of HP Sherlock Holmes

In the following time, probably because of the two moving powder kegs as a diversion, Gerald no longer has the time and energy to find out how many Dark Lords there are.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't have much time to watch Gerrard, because the Quidditch final was about to start.As soon as the Quidditch finals are over, it is almost the end of the term. As the end of a school year, the final results are obviously very important.

For this reason, the professors are more strict in class, and even the homework after class has increased a lot.

"Okay! Guys, let's end today's training here!" Gryffindor Quidditch Captain Wood shouted, his sturdy body stood still in today's strong wind like a wall.

Harry staggered off the broom, felt his legs go limp as soon as his feet touched the ground, and almost fell, but fortunately, Fred next to him helped him.Harry had been on the broom for three hours, and his whole body felt numb, his joints could not move, his whole body was stiff.

Harry rubbed his face, feeling that his face was almost becoming a board. Not only that, but he also felt that his hair was torn by the wind like a chicken coop—in fact, worse than a chicken coop—because today's wind It was too big. When he was flying in the air, he was hit by the strong wind from time to time.

Standing next to Harry was Angelina. The girl was muttering and arranging her hair. Alicia was next to Angelina. The figures of the two witches seemed to be stronger than Harry's...

At this time, another gust of wind blew by, causing Harry's cloak to overturn and cover Harry from top to bottom!

"Oh! This damn wind, Wood! When can we go back to the castle?!" Harry finally couldn't help shouting, he hurriedly packed his cloak, and held it tightly with his arms , and then pressed his hair with the other hand.

Wood was talking to Katie at this time, and when he heard Harry's shout, he looked at his team members and found that many of them agreed with Harry's words very much.Wood had no choice but to shrug his shoulders, and shouted in the longing eyes of a bunch of people: "Okay, guys, we are disbanding now, those who are above the third grade will come back to the castle with me to find an empty classroom, we need to discuss combat tactics! Others You can go back now!"

Fred patted Harry on the shoulder enviously and said: "Harry, you are so lucky that you don't have to listen to Wood's long speeches in the next time." I want to make the people who participate in the discussion want to die.

"Okay, Fred, take care." Harry fished his cloak, and all the hair on his forehead was blown up, revealing a clear lightning scar. "I really have to go back. I don't think there will be any dinner at this time. God knows I'm going crazy with hunger! I don't know what else I can eat when I go back? By the way, how will you eat if you go to a meeting?"

"It's okay, Gerald will prepare everything for you. With us, you don't have to worry, we know where the kitchen is~" George blinked, stepped forward and hooked Fred's shoulder to say hello Leigh said: "I'll tell you the location of the kitchen later, and you can fill your stomach at any time. By the way, Gerald asked me to tell you—you don't have to go back to the dormitory on the eighth floor, you can go directly to the dormitory." Find him in the Defense Against the Dark Arts office on the third floor."

"Huh?" Harry frowned. He turned his head and looked at George suspiciously, while holding his broom in one hand, he walked towards the castle with great difficulty against the strong wind.

"Well, I met Gerald before I came to training." George shrugged. He and Fred came halfway, because they had to attend class, unlike Harry and they didn't have class this afternoon.At this time, another gust of wind blew by, and George felt that the cloak flying behind him was too obstructive, so he tore it off and rolled it up.

"Okay, okay, I hope Sirius doesn't cause any trouble..." Harry muttered, the words were blown so badly by the wind that the twins couldn't hear them clearly.

"What did you say, Harry?!" Fred asked curiously.

"Nothing, I mean, I'm going now!" said Harry, as they finally entered the castle.

As soon as he entered the gate of the castle, there was no wind at all. Harry wiped his face, feeling a little uncomfortable being blown all over his face with dust.He originally decided to go back to the dormitory to wash up, but judging from the current situation, it is better to go to the godfather to fill himself up first.

After saying goodbye to his teammates, Harry took his broom and prepared to go to the third floor.

"Harry Potter." A familiar voice sounded behind Harry. That voice said that Harry's name is very distinctive, and the bite is always so low and silky.

Harry trembled all over, he raised his head reflexively, then turned around with a smile on his face: "Good evening, Professor Snape."

"Hmm." Professor Snape responded shortly. He was standing not far from Harry. Harry tried hard to remember if he heard the professor's footsteps just now.

At this time, the hall on the first floor was closed, because the meal time was over, and there were basically no people in the corridor on the first floor at this time.Professor Snape was still dressed in a large black robe as usual, and he walked like a bat or a dark cloud, full of momentum.

The tall man was looking down at Harry Potter at this moment, his hands were covered by a wide robe, looking at Harry tremblingly.

"Well, what's the matter with Professor Snape?" Harry asked cautiously. He felt that if he didn't say anything, the professor opposite would be silent forever.

"You should go to Professor Black now, then give him this bottle of medicine, he knows who to give it to." Professor Snape raised his hand, and a bottle of potion flew towards Harry.

Harry hurried forward to catch it, and when he was full of questions and was about to ask, the opposite Professor Snape had already glanced at Harry, then turned and strode away.

Harry could only watch Professor Snape leave speechlessly, then he climbed up the third floor with difficulty, and when he arrived at the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office, he felt that he could eat a cow.

With the medicine in one hand and his broom in the other, he could only shout weakly: "Godfather, I'm here, is Gerald here?"

The door opened immediately, and Sirius came over in a royal blue tunic. He eagerly took Harry's cloak and broom and said, "Harry, why are you here now? It looks like you just finished training. It's so windy today, your training must have been very hard... Oh, didn't you wear glasses today?! Your eyes seem to be brighter than before, really like Lily."

"It's very windy today, so Gerald didn't let me wear glasses, so I went over with contact lenses." Harry said and followed Sirius, "By the way, Sirius, this bottle of medicine is Snape The professor asked me to pass it on to you, saying that you knew who to give it to."

Sirius looked at the potion that was still steaming hot, his face was a little gloomy, he nodded and said: "Yes, I know, just leave it to me. That guy Snape didn't make things difficult for you?!"

"No, he just handed it over to me and left."

"Hmph, he's smart." Sirius snorted.

At this time, Ron Gerald and Hermione were already in the office, and the two semicircular sofas in the room just formed a circle.However, the sofa did not live together, but left a space for people to come and go. There was a round table in the middle of the sofa. The round table was filled with all kinds of food, with hot eyes and aromas coming from the nostrils.

Harry's stomach growled suddenly.

"Hurry up and have something to eat, drink some milk first." Gerrard greeted, pulled Harry to sit beside him, and pushed him a glass of milk.

"Well, I want a sandwich with fried chicken legs and fried fish, by the way, give me some mince pies, um, there are lamb chops?! Great." Harry said while drinking, and finally had a big Taking a sip, he put down the empty milk glass.

"Yes, I asked the kitchen to do it. I'll get you two." Gerald said as Harry asked to set the plate in front of Harry.

Hermione glanced at the time at this moment, and frowned: "Why hasn't Draco arrived yet?! It's almost time for Gerald to lock himself up."

Ron stuffed milk pudding into his mouth and said nothing.Sirius just spread his hands to express that he didn't know, Gerald and Harry were too busy to answer this question.

Then, Hermione became irritable.

"Why don't you feel any sense of urgency?! We only have two months left for the final exam! This final exam will be included in the report card! God knows we haven't reviewed the textbooks at all! We have eight full subjects, and we need to put our best effort into each subject!" Hermione said, pushing away the plate on the table, taking out a stack of small books from her pocket, and pointing with her wand.

coax!

The restored books almost crushed the table, and some books placed on the top wobbled and fell under the table!

"Hermione!" The male wizards were all stunned.

"What are you looking at!? It's not just my books, I also borrowed some from the library. You know, I borrowed these books according to the number of the five of us. I think I have borrowed a little less. ...Ah, by the way, these ten books are mine, and the rest I have borrowed according to the level of each of you. Gerald, these twelve books are yours, Harry, Ron..." Hermione unceremoniously began to divide the books. "The rest are Draco's, give them to him when he comes over."

Looking at the wall of books in front of him, Harry felt his appetite whetted immediately, so he buried his head and continued to fight, without any intention of opening the book.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor on one side had already pretended that he didn't exist. He stared at his robe, ignoring Ron's wailing next to him.Gerald, on the other hand, began to flip through the books in front of him with great interest.

"Our task is! Read all these books within two weeks!" Hermione concluded with pride, and the wizards shrank their necks silently.