Bringing them to the Headmaster's Office was Ravenclaw Headmaster Felius Flitwick, a little elven blood, not tall, but respectable, and a Charms professor.

After analyzing Professor Flitwick's personality, Sherlock winked at his girlfriend, "He likes to learn and be a well-behaved student who is eager to learn, go and ask him about charms, we will have an unexpected gain." ”

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

Erin blinked and showed that she understood, so on the way to the principal's office on the eighth floor, Erin worked tirelessly, although she had only been exposed to the magic spells in Western magic for a month, she had been learning the Tao since she was a child, and she always had a lot of unique insights. Sure enough, Professor Flitwick was so excited that he couldn't help but teach, and he used to walk slowly because of force majeure, but now he is even slower.

Erin learns about Charms while asking about what they haven't been able to trace back to the Gryffindor prefects; Sherlock, on the other hand, "gags" and at the same time distracts himself from imprinting the layout of the campus in his mind - this is a piece of cake for a consulting detective who remembers every street, every traffic light location, building location, etc. in all of London.

When they reached the headmaster's office on the eighth floor, which was behind the two stone beasts, Professor Flitwick said the "cockroach pile", and the stone beast jumped up, and the wall cracked, revealing a spiral staircase behind the wall.

The two new students had already labeled Professor Flitwick "good students" in his mind, "Albus is very easy to get along with, and you will have a good conversation." "The pleasure here is literal, very ordinary "pleasant".

Sherlock smiled innocently when Professor Flitwick looked at him, and the arc that rose was almost exactly the same as the well-behaved smile on Irene's face, and it was equally bewildering. However, when Professor Flitwick turned to go downstairs, the smile on Sherlock's face immediately disappeared.

"Well done, Irene." Sherlock praised his girlfriend in a long tone, and Erin also said slowly, "A strict teacher makes a high apprentice." ”

Sherlock snorted softly, but said nothing, for he was now looking around with his eyes shining with excitement, and took the objects in the headmaster's room, the silver utensils on the table with spindle legs, to the portraits of past headmasters on the walls, to a worn hat on the shelf behind the claw-shaped legs, on which Sherlock's eyes had stayed longer, and his eyes had become brighter and brighter, and finally to the bird's stand in the corner, where the size of a swan rested, A bird with bright red feathers.

Erin's gaze was on the bird at first, and her expression was a little subtle.

Sherlock clearly understood what his girlfriend was thinking, and his eyes swirled over the bird that was looking at them with its eyes open, "Oh, a phoenix. The frenzy in his eyes almost turned to flames.

Erin turned her head, she had no suspicion that her boyfriend was now planning several ways to unknowingly turn this one... The possibility that the phoenix stole from the headmaster's office, she thought about it and told him: "This magical creature is a very loyal species, and only recognizes one master. She didn't even use the word phoenix to describe Phoenix Fawkes, who belonged to Headmaster Dumbledore.

Sherlock looked innocent: "What did I do?" ”

"What did I say?" Comrade Xiao Ai replied with a decent expression, she approached Sherlock, blinked and said, "I can fold a phoenix for you to play with." The tone is a bit like coaxing a three-year-old.

Sherlock raised his eyebrows, and was about to speak, when the door to the headmaster's office opened, and Headmaster Dumbledore walked in, smiling kindly, "Oh, my children, for keeping you waiting. ”

Sherlock and Erin looked over, and—

“Gay.”

"Ahem."

The first sentence was sent by Sherlock, and the second sentence was coughed by Comrade Xiao Ai almost synchronously, covering up Sherlock's "Gay", and exchanging a look with her boyfriend in the electric light, and then Sherlock's face showed a pure smile: "Oh, dear Headmaster Dumbledore, believe us, we have admired you for a long time, and we are looking forward to having a pleasant conversation with you so closely!" The word "pleasant" here has a different meaning.

Compared to Sherlock's "inhibition and frustration", Erin is much more reserved, except that the curvature raised at the corners of her mouth is exactly the same as Sherlock, "Hello, Headmaster Dumbledore." ”

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

Sherlock saw Dumbledore's sweets, and remembered that the fat man in Mycroft rolled his eyes under his nose, and he didn't want to refuse, but now he changed his mind. He looked up at Dumbledore, and then at the candy tray he had pushed out to entertain him and Irene, the innocent smile on his face did not completely fade, and he reached out and unceremoniously grabbed all of them, and stuffed them into his girlfriend's hand, satisfied to see Dumbledore's obvious reluctance.

Naturally, Erin didn't miss the change in Dumbledore's expression under his 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: "It's delicious, thank you." ”

"Hehe, if you like it." Dumbledore smiled kindly and looked at Sherlock again, "What about you, child?" ”

Sherlock rightly said, "Black coffee, two pieces of sugar, thank you." ”

Dumbledore was stunned: "Black coffee? Is that a Muggle drink? Hogwarts doesn't, maybe you can get the house-elves to pay attention, I'd like to try it too. ”

"It's touching that you dare to do something new, so let's talk about the Gryffindor prefect, (Comrade Ai reminded him, "Oliver Spinner"), oh, Mr. Spinnett, is his injury okay? Apparently you were visiting him in the infirmary before you returned to the principal's office, and you can tell from the smell of white and fresh coming from you, isn't it? Sherlock said with a smile that couldn't have been more innocent, and he twitched his nose again, "Raw bones, oh, it's his best friend who doesn't look good, I'm sorry." The pure smile turned into a "regretful" smile, changing the face in a second, and the expression was very sincere.

Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, and pinched a bee candy and stuffed it into his mouth, "Kid, I have to say that you are very observant, and Ai-" He said and turned his gaze to Erin, who was sitting next to Sherlock, and Erin said obediently, "Just call me Erin, Headmaster." ”

"Erin, nice name." Dumbledore became stern as he spoke, "As Sherlock said, Oliver wasn't badly injured, but Bill Wood had his bones under spell during the fight with Oliver, and had to drink the bone water, which was already very bad, and I had to inform their parents that there was still confinement waiting for them." ”

"I heard Oliver say it's because you saw his girlfriend Arya Johnson and Bill Wood dating behind his back, right?" Dumbledore's tone was a little reproachful, but more accommodating.

"Isn't it a kindness for him to see his girlfriend and best friend as soon as possible so that he doesn't get sad in the future?" Sherlock didn't think so, he finished speaking confidently and added slowly, "Besides, I didn't say who that is-"

Comrade Ai reminded her boyfriend again, even if Sherlock didn't mention any keywords, but this time she finished speaking: "Arya Johnson, not only did you step on two boats, but the other boat rowed away from Hogwarts." ”

Sherlock's clear voice rang out next: "Hufflepuff's, by the way, they're still dating and sunbathing together during the summer vacation." So Headmaster Dumbledore, don't you think about letting this lady who is smart enough to step on three boats and only capsize under force majeure to be the prefect of Gryffindor? He winked at Dumbledore as he spoke, his expression as innocent as he could, and as pertinent as he could.

Erin nodded in agreement.

Dumbledore: "......"

It was a pleasant conversation, but it wasn't in Headmaster Dumbledore's expectation or control from the start, and it was probably out of control before they even started talking.

After sending Sherlock and Erin away, Headmaster Dumbledore reached for the blank picture on his desk and sighed slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

As for the young couple who left the Headmaster's room, Sherlock took his girlfriend's hand and walked to Ravenclawta, located on the west side of the castle, and commented on Headmaster Dumbledore: "Very controlling—apparently he knows everything that happened on the train; However, the rights are not heavy, and the sense of justice is full, and the interests of a small number of people - including himself - will be sacrificed for the interests of the majority of the people - at critical moments. Now it's time to determine his moral boundary, and his patience with what the Hogwarts students do. Oh, you can let go a little more! ”

"Hmm-" Erin uttered a monosyllable that went high and then low, "do you mean to visit Duke Honey a few more times?" I will. "When she left the principal's office, she brought out that handful of candy, and it was really delicious, and she said as she stuffed a candy into her mouth.

Sherlock was about to glare at his dumbfounded girlfriend when she kissed him, and the candy that melted at the touch was pushed into Sherlock's mouth by Erin, and soon the sweet flavor of the candy spread in the mouths of the two people.

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

People are so sweet, but someone came out to spoil the scenery, not alone, but Hogwarts's famous "Robbery Four". Before, only James Porter and Sirius Black were on the train, but now the quartet has gathered, and Remus Lupin and Peter Pettigrew have come to rob the road.

Erin tilted her head to look at Sherlock, "You wish I wasn't so constrained?" ”

"Of course!"

Erin laughed slyly, her little face brightened, and she took out a piece of bright red paper, and her dexterous fingers flew it, and in a moment the bright red paper turned into a paper bird with long tail feathers. Erin blew at it, and the paper bird rose in the wind, turning into a phoenix the size of a peacock, and with a clear roar, fanning its wings, it circled by.

The four robbers were stunned on the spot, waiting for everyone to walk away before coming back to their senses.

Remus Lupin swallowed his saliva and couldn't hide his palpitations: "That's not Dumbledore's Fawkes, 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 was indescribable, but it was enough for them not to make any small movements.

James Porter was also frightened, but the loser did not lose, he said sharply: "I don't believe that the two of them have been together, the next time I see that curly, I must teach him a good lesson!" ”

Sirius Black brotherly said, "Count me in." ”

Peter Pettigrew didn't say a word.

- Well, there's not much to say, just good luck to them.

……

When they used to live at 221B Baker Street to watch the Harry Potter series of movies and books, let's not say whether they watched the movies along with it, but they went to study the location of the wizarding world in the middle, and deduced it on the map, and the calculated location is not much different from the location of the real wizarding world now. Oh, and they also studied the humanities of the wizarding world by the way, and calculated the total population of the wizarding world, and all the wizards added up to only two thousand, which made Sherlock even more disdainful of making a farce with so many people, and it was boring.

Considering that the total population of the wizarding world is only a few thousand, you can imagine how many students there will be in Hogwarts. There are more than a dozen people in each grade in each college, and some of them are even in double digits, and when you count them all, the total number of students in the seven grades of the four colleges is less than three hundred—what are these three hundred people enough to do, and it is really not enough for Sherlock to stuff his teeth.

Because of the small number of people, the closed school, and the fact that there are only a few entertainment activities in the wizarding world, it has created a situation where something happens and the whole Hogwarts can know about it with a roar.

That's why, when Erin and Sherlock walked around the castle back to the Ravenclaw Tower, and entered the Ravenclaw common room with a question about the eagle-shaped bronze knocker, almost all seven Ravenclaw students watched them curiously in the lounge.

Sherlock glanced at it, but he was a little happy, and his tone became cheerful: "The students of this academy still have a bit of brains. ”

This doesn't sound like a compliment, especially for Ravenclaw, who is labeled as smart.

Sherlock didn't feel anything wrong at all, his attitude was as good as ever: "Oh, maybe you're waiting for me to say good evening?" Turning to Erin, who glanced at the future residents who would be in the same academy and did not speak, he said, "It seems that your phoenix is in the limelight!" ”

Sensing the more intense gaze of the others, Erin withdrew her gaze and said very cooperatively: "That's the Vermilion Bird, there are many kinds of phoenixes in my country, and the symbols are different depending on the species, and the Vermilion Bird is just one of them. ”

"That's funny, isn't it?" Sherlock pretended to admire, "We can delve into the differences between the Eastern Phoenix and the Western Phoenix, that's a good subject, right?" ”

Then, they were quickly accepted by the curious, Ravenclaw who liked to delve into things. As for Sherlock's penchant for reasoning, what is it, a smart person who does not have a fetish that is not accepted by ordinary people is not so rare in Ravenclaw.

The Ravenclaw students know how to judge the situation, and once they accept Erin and Sherlock, they are ready to do what they need to do. Erin and Sherlock sat in a corner of the common room—a customary position where everyone in the common room could be seen, but no one else noticed what was going on on their side—whispering, the blue and bronze silk curtains swaying slightly in the breeze, Erin shifted her gaze from the dark blue carpet adorned with stars to Sherlock, his light iris eyes lit up like burning flames, "You're still not dead to Fawkes, are you?" ”

Sherlock seemed to answer the question: "Isn't it good to have a good relationship with the hospital?" My dear Irene, you have to know that an informant is essential to a detective. ”

Erin was noncommittal: "If that's what you say, Sherlock, house-elves are also a good choice." "Wizards can't apparilate in Hogwarts, but house-elves can, and as slaves to wizards, they're so humble that almost no wizard takes them seriously, which is undoubtedly an excellent cover-up.

Sherlock muttered, "Well, it's worth a try. ”

Erin stood up and smiled and said, "Then expect you to make a network of house-elves at Hogwarts." ”

Sherlock looked at her, "What are you going to do?" ”

"It's not early, and we have classes tomorrow, so I'm going back to my dorm to sleep." Erin's routine is much more regular than her boyfriend's.

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

Erin was silent for a moment before she said casually, "Sherlock, you know we're in the same school now, right?" This means that the male and female dormitories are separated. ”

Sherlock: "...... Good night. ”

"Good night."

The next day, classes began, the first class was a transformation class with Hufflepuffs, and the first class was fine, except for Sherlock sighing for a class, and the second class was a Potions class with Slytherin.