59. Hogwarts 05
As the Hufflepuff students departed, Sherlock faked his emotion, "I'm so jealous of them. β
Erin ignores her boyfriend.
Anthony Crivett, a fellow student, sat in front of Sherlock and Erin during the Transfiguration class, but listening to this new classmate deduce the old bottoms of others, you can imagine the contempt that accompanies it, and now Sherlock actually said that he envied them, and he had to make him curious, so he asked curiously: "What are you jealous of them?" β
Sherlock seemed to wait for this, and he replied as a matter of course: "Their minds are empty, and they don't turn at all." β
Anthony Kerrywatt: "......" new students are so good at taunting!
Erin wrapped the book, handed it to Sherlock, and bowed his head to Anthony Crivatle before taking her boyfriend to Potions class.
Anthony Crivat smiled back politely, feeling that they were a couple like an Asian girl from a mysterious ancient oriental country who had tamed a powerful magical creature like the phoenix, and a local boy who was not born in the magical world with a pure-blooded background, but had an unbeatable attitude. Novelty.
The next moment, he didn't think so.
The Asian girl looked back and said, "Lisa Ackley has a crush on you, too, so good luck." β
Anthony Crivat: "......" Well, they're a natural pair.
Sherlock, who was interrupted, held his breath for half a minute before finishing his original words: "And mine is like an engine, uncontrollable and endless." β
"Look, that's why I'm interrupting you, I don't think Anthony Crivat, who comes from the wizarding world, understands your boasting. Well, it's self-humility, your brain is unmatched. Erin has a special skill for complimenting people, and now she basically uses it to praise her boyfriend, changing the subject by the way, "Speaking of which, when the freshmen enter the school, they are divided into four houses by virtue of their personalities, not to mention the unscientific and limited nature of this division, just assuming that we know people, Mycroft will enter Slytherin without accident." β
"For John, who has a mediocre head and a bold spirit, there is no doubt that Gryffindor will be his home." Sherlock raised his eyebrows, a little intrigued, but the conversation changed, "As for the colorful Mr. Ai, don't worry, I think Hufflepuff will be reluctant to accept him in the end." By the way, I come with a "reassuring" smile, a big smile.
Erin was caught by her boyfriend's shiny teeth, and she paused and said slowly, "Well, I don't think he can call you a wrinkle." β
Sherlock: "......" He lowered his face and walked forward quickly, Erin was still led by him, and said a little helplessly, "I'm complimenting you on your cuteness." β
Sherlock, who was no taller than his girlfriend, didn't like the compliment at all, but by the time they had flirted all the way from the Transfiguration classroom to the Potions classroom in the basement, the two of them had reconciled.
The Potions classroom is on the basement level, and next to it is the Slytherin common room, which is much colder than the castle because it is underground and next to the lake, and the surrounding walls are filled with glass bottles, which are soaked in animal carcasses, which is really creepy.
Apparently Sherlock was not included in the creepy people, and he walked around excitedly, obviously looking forward to taking potions class, but his mouth was still judging the magic world's potions program, which did not have the precision that a scientific discipline should have, and at this moment a sarcastic voice came: "You can't ask those fools who can only wave their wands to really understand the beauty of making potions, can you?" Although he did not name names, everyone could see who Snape was sarcastic.
Sherlock, who was sarcastic, glanced at Snape and said lazily, "Oh, I remember you." β
Snape sneered, "Should I say a word of my pleasure about that, Mr. Holmes?" β
"My mother is a witch, and my father is just an ordinary person, apparently after discovering that his wife is a legendary witch, he became a complete drunkard, blaming his wife and children for all the failures in his life, and his wife was too cowardly to resist, no, because he was too fond of taking the mistake on himself, and as a result, the child had a miserable childhood, and the only sunshine before attending Hogwarts was that the same community also had magical magic-"
"Sherlock Holmes!! You shut your mouth for me!! Snape's sallow face, which was dissected by naked-naked, turned blue and white, and after he reacted slowly, his face twisted and roared at Sherlock, and the Potions classroom shook three times, and then there was an eerie silence.
"--Muggle girl." Sherlock finished his sentence, "Am I right?" Oh, ignore me, apparently I'm right, I'm always right. β
Snape stared at Sherlock, who looked like he was going to use Sherlock as a potion herb and throw it into the cauldron: "You stupid and arrogant mudbloods!" It's just that because of a little cleverness, he is complacent, and he talks gibberish to the point that it is a hundred times more disgusting than the slime that comes out of a slug! β
As soon as Snape said this, the classroom fell even more silent.
The word Mudblood is very insulting, but Slytherin does not have pure Muggle-born wizards, while Ravenclaw has Muggle-born wizards, but they have one parent who is a wizard, so the word Mudblood applies to the only two Sherlock and Irene, but they are both "halfway monks".
Sherlock's bright eyes took in the expressions of everyone in the room, and he turned his head to look at his girlfriend.
Erin shrugged, "It's the first time I've heard it, but I know it's not a compliment just by taking it literally." β
Sherlock rolled his eyes, "I don't want to judge the wizarding world anymore and the so-called pedigree theory. Seriously, I don't think they knew, or rather wouldn't admit that their Merlin, was a servant of King Arthur who was an ordinary person, oh, muggles in the wizarding world. β
"You know this?" Erin naturally pointed out that Sherlock knew about King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table, and Sherlock said in a long tone: "Oh, dear Lynn, when everyone around you opens and closes their mouths are all "Merlin's XX", you will also wonder where this Merlin is sacred. β
Erin nodded thoughtfully, "Well, it seems so." β
Sherlock winked at his girlfriend, cute.
But the other people who were shocked were not good, especially Snape, it felt like everyone was originally using the verbal "Drill Heart Curse" on each other (which can cause great pain to people), but one party suddenly didn't feel the Drill Heart Curse, and not only that, he didn't take it seriously, and put a "funny funny" spell on the group, which made the whole thing ridiculous.
Merlin's socks, this is ridiculous!
For a while, everyone else in the Potions classroom was shouting "Merlin's XX" in their hearts, and the only two pure Muggle-born wizards were around as if no one was around.
Potions professor Horace Slughorn came over without knowing anything, he picked up the usually useless roster and called the name, and took care of the new students in his name, and stopped when he called Erin and said with a smile: "Students from the mysterious East, welcome to Hogwarts." "That's when classes started, and Sherlock didn't get that kind of treatment.
Sherlock rolled his eyes, his white fingers tapping regularly on the desk: "Vanity, pleasure-seeking, self-righteous goldfish, obviously he is trying to trap you." β
Erin took her wand and tapped it, and a line appeared on the desk: "Looks like I was in the limelight yesterday than yours, Sherlock." β
Sherlock stared at the line of words that disappeared for a moment, and had to admit that his girlfriend was much better than him in adapting to the unscientific energy in his body, and he continued to type Morse code: "No accidents. "My dear Lynn, please keep your mysterious image, I don't want to see their disappointment when they learn the truth." β
Erin's eyebrows curled, and she continued to "pass notes" with her boyfriend in a special way: "What is this? A kind of kindness? β
βYep.β The smile on Sherlock's face widened.
Erin agreed, then clicked out a line: "I think we have more important things to do now." β
Sherlock, who has never been a typical good student, raised an eyebrow.
"Complete our classwork, Sherlock." Erin said and winked at Sherlock, who was never a typical good student, Sherlock had a flat mouth, but he had always been very hands-on, and although he had only been in contact with the wizarding world for a month, he had already started it during the summer vacation.
When they went to get the herbs, they also met Snape in a narrow way, and Snape snorted heavily: "I'm really looking forward to seeing your so-called precision potion making skills, and why didn't the Sorting Hat see your "brave" qualities when you were in the Sorting and sent you to Gryffindor!" β
"Oh, you said the Sorting Hatβ" Sherlock churned, "maybe you know it's a Gryffindor hat." β
Snape sneered, "Don't be stupid, it's because the four founders poured their own minds into the hat used by Gryffindor, and that's why there is a sorting hat that divides students into four houses according to their talents and qualities!" β
"Really?" Sherlock replied lazily, and he suddenly put on a puzzled look, "Do we have any holidays?" "That little expression is as innocent as it is innocent.
Snape's face darkened, and he squeezed a sentence out between his teeth: "It seems that Mr. Holmes has reached the point of empty eyes, and I am so happy for you!" After saying that, he turned around and left violently, don't look at the fact that he is only fifteen years old, but the corners of the wizard's robe are rolling out of the feeling of dark clouds pressing the formation.
Sherlock stared at his back for an additional two seconds, and when he looked back, he had been watching Sherlock and Sherlock's enemies - although it was only the second day of arriving at Hogwarts, it didn't seem surprising that the enchanted consulting detective had already established more than Snape with his interpretation and poisonous tongue - Erin, who was fighting with words, said with a clear understanding, "Missed your coat?" If Comrade Xiao Ai didn't look at her boyfriend at a pitch angle, it would be more convincing to say "coat" instead of "height".
Sherlock immediately puffed up.
- Hmm, what is it? Won the world and lost to her.
- Well, maybe it's one thing and one thing.