"Oh my God, Mr. Sherlock, you've received a howling letter." Kirk, who was next to him, couldn't help but remind Sherlock of the bright red letter, and he was worried that it would be terrible if Sherlock didn't know that it was a roaring letter.

Because it is rare for pure-blood families to use roaring letters, unless something very angry happens, the person concerned will send a roaring letter.

"I still know howl letters...... I think I'd better open it as soon as possible, it's a howling letter from my mother. Sherlock helped his forehead with a headache, how could he not have thought that Pelos was also a wise Hai Dongqing, if it was an ordinary letter or package, it must have been sent a long time ago, so why didn't he dare to fly over.

The students in the whole school basically knew that Sherlock had received a yelling letter, but they didn't see anything, and concentrated on scanning the food in front of each of them, and although Ron and Harry and the others were also curious, they didn't make a sound, but peeked secretly towards Sherlock's location.

"What is a howl letter?" Harry asked quietly at the Gryffindor table, but was immediately glared at by Asinsha, after all, it was her brother Sherlock who received the roaring letter.

Hermione also told Harry to shut up, telling him that if he was so curious, he would find out later, and Hermione told Harry that if he was really that curious, he should ask the Slytherin people on the other side, if they would use their wands as daggers to stab him to death.

Harry shuddered, and immediately stopped talking.

As soon as Sherlock's finger touched the red envelope, the letter immediately let out an angry roar.

A loud noise filled the auditorium, shaking the dust off the ceiling.

"A whole summer vacation...... You're in Japan...... Didn't even write a letter to me, to your sister, if you really think of us as family! ”

"Do you know how worried I was about you when I read about the Tokyo earthquake in the Daily Prophet! And at that time, the wizarding world was rumoring that the earthquake in Tokyo and the death of 160,000 Muggles in Japan were related to you, it was so bad that I couldn't even leave my house and could only pray to Merlin at home every day, I wanted to receive any news from you that was true, but there were only rumors except rumors, if it wasn't for Asinsha writing to me at Hogwarts telling me that you went back to school, I thought you stayed in Japan and didn't come back! ”

"You wrote to your dad and asked him to send the Lodge luggage to Hogwarts, but that bastard was busy dealing with the International Dark Arts Association, and there were some things about the Ministry of Magic that didn't tell me about your upcoming return to England!"

"Oh my God, I suddenly felt that I was really a miserable woman, my son and husband were so indifferent, your father was absolutely dead today, when you received this letter, I guess I had found his location, but after all, he is my husband, I will be merciful to him, and you will not become a child without a father, please rest assured!"

"One more thing! Get me back to Mephisto Lodge this weekend anyway, I know you're slippery! ”

The red roaring letter turned a corner and floated to Gryffindor's place, that is, on the side of Asinsha, "My dear baby daughter, when I sent this roaring letter, I suddenly realized that only our mother and daughter are dependent on each other in the whole family, and the men are indifferent to us, but I am very happy that you can enter Gryffindor, I know that there have been many excellent wizards who have graduated there, and Dumbledore also graduated from Gryffindor." ”

The shouting letter was several times louder.

"Slytherin where father and son are...... All I learned was to be indifferent to people! Don't learn anything about Slytherin in Gryffindor! ”

Then the letter turned into a flame and turned into a handful of ashes, scattered in the wind.

Sherlock's face changed, and he had forgotten to write to his mother for almost a week back in England and even Hogwarts, so he deserved to receive this yelling letter.

"I'll go first, anyway, it's better for me to write back to apologize to my mother, and at the same time plead with my father in the letter, otherwise my father's life will definitely not be very good in the future!"

Sherlock left the dining room, and in an instant the little wizards in the dining room began to chatter, and the Slytherin table was still quiet, except for a few people whispering there.

"I've seen Madame Ellie, and this time I must have choked her so much that I ......" Lu Bo spread his hands, and he had the impression that Madame Ellie was definitely a very gentle woman.

Malfoy, who was on the side, whispered, "I often go to Mephisto Lodge, but in fact, listening to my father and even Mr. Fumond, Lady Ellie is sometimes terrible, the other party is a very clever wizard, but more importantly, the other party is also very strong!" She graduated from Ravenclaw and is said to have been in the top three in school when her parents were in school. ”

Hearing Malfoy's description, the crowd gasped and prayed secretly for Sherlock's father, Mr. Fourmond.

It's Thursday, which means that tomorrow is a day at Hogwarts, so on Saturday morning, Sherlock has to tell Snape in advance to return home on Saturday and Sunday.

He couldn't wait until the holidays, and it would be a big shame if his mother came to Hogwarts in a rage.

The next day, Friday, the first year students have a very exciting lesson.

"Flying lessons!"

Harry, along with Ron and Hermione, were looking forward to it, and Harry even fantasized about flying freely under the blue sky on a broom like the wizard in the book.

Even though it was his first time taking flying lessons, Harry always felt that every drop of blood in his body was uplifting, as if the inheritance of blood made him excited when he heard the word flying.

Madame Hodge had the Gryffindor and Slytherin freshmen each stand next to a broom on the ground, each of which was brand new, and you could see how hard Dandney had put into cleaning it up.

"What are you waiting for, after each of you has taken your position, stretch out your hand to call to the broom, shouting up, to ensure that these brooms will obediently fly into the palm of your hand."

Mrs. Hooch looked rather stern.