Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts

After seeing Hannah Abbott off, Hermione sat across from Sherlock, staring intently at him.

"What's wrong, my friend?"

"Detective Sherlock, please tell me, where am I supposed to find the security system vulnerabilities in the Ministry of Magic?"

"That, huh..."

Sherlock gently shook his head. "From the case reports the Ministry of Magic provided earlier, I've already discovered some."

"Huh?"

Hermione looked at Sherlock in disbelief.

"Unfortunately, even if I know these vulnerabilities, I have no way to exploit them, after all, this is the magical world.

If I were 20 years old now... uh, 17 years old should be enough."

Hermione: |(*′口`*)

What, judging by your tone, you're thinking of pulling off a big heist at the Ministry of Magic?

"But what I really didn't expect is that the magical world actually has its own Scotland Yard."

If it were Harry and Ron, they probably wouldn't understand the meaning of this sentence.

Hermione understood.

"It seems you're very dissatisfied with Scotland Yard."

"Ah! Actually, they still have a certain amount of operational capability and basic investigative skills.

When dealing with some routine cases, they can methodically collect clues and question personnel.

Unfortunately, many detectives there have rigid thinking, often following established case-handling models, lacking innovative thinking and bold reasoning hypotheses.

Especially when facing some complex criminal cases, Scotland Yard's response speed and response strategies are often stretched thin.

For example, in the burglary case before the start of school, they ignored key clues, which caused the case investigation to fall into a deadlock."

Hearing Sherlock mercilessly point out the flaws in Scotland Yard, Hermione didn't know what to say for a moment.

She sometimes heard her parents and other elders in her family complain about Scotland Yard's inefficiency, but no one had ever been able to point out the problem as clearly as Sherlock.

"What I didn't expect is that the Ministry of Magic is not much better.

In fact, this case is very simple, just like I helped others solve problems before.

Because I have this ability to analyze things using intuition, they provide me with all the evidence, and then I try to put them on the right track.

In fact, all criminal behaviors have very similar aspects.

If you know the details of a thousand cases like the back of your hand, and you can't explain the one thousand and first case, that would be strange.

If I encounter complex cases, I'm afraid I'll have to run around and investigate myself.

The main difficulty in this case is that there are too many clues, and extremely important clues are obscured by irrelevant signs.

In fact, the information provided in the Ministry of Magic's report is enough to make inferences, as long as you can select the necessary ones from it and string them together in order.

But the Ministry of Magic turned a blind eye to those clues hidden beneath the surface.

In fact, the Ministry of Magic gives me the feeling that they just want to close the case as soon as possible."

Speaking of this, Sherlock frowned deeply.

"As for who the real culprit is, they don't care.

So even if I have provided the correct ideas, I'm afraid Mrs. Abbott will have to put in a lot of effort to solve this matter.

But since she was able to bring out the Ministry of Magic's investigation report, plus Professor Sprout's help, presumably this matter will eventually get a fair result."

Speaking of this, Sherlock paused.

"Oh right, thank you for reminding me of that lady's name just now."

"Ah?"

Good heavens, so if I hadn't called out Hannah Abbott's name from the start, you wouldn't even have known?

But on second thought, that's right.

This guy had said long ago that his brain is like a hard drive, and he never stores information that he considers useless.

Forgetting classmates' names is not a one- or two-time occurrence.

Hermione even suspected that if Ron didn't live in the same dormitory as Sherlock, the latter probably wouldn't even remember the former's name.

Time is like fine sand between fingers, always slipping away unnoticed.

In the process of learning and mastering magical knowledge, taking Harry for morning exercises, teaching Hermione to fly, and helping classmates solve problems, Sherlock has been at Hogwarts for nearly four months.

This also means... Christmas is coming.

Like Halloween, this festival, which originally had religious origins, has now evolved into a public holiday in the Western world over time.

On this day, everyone exchanges gifts and holds feasts.

To add to the atmosphere, Christmas trees, Christmas stockings, Christmas hats, Christmas wreaths and other festive decorations will also make a shining appearance.

It can be said to be quite lively.

For the young wizards of Hogwarts, this festival is more important than Halloween.

On the one hand, its arrival means the end of the first semester.

All teachers and students will usher in a full half-month holiday, and will not return to school until New Year's Day of the second year.

On the other hand, the children are full of expectations, waiting for an old man in a red hat and white beard to appear and deliver gifts to them.

Of course, in the magical world, it is the owls that truly bear this responsibility.

But this does not affect the children's good wishes.

The school also made preparations early, allowing all students to register whether they want to stay at school for the festival.

The vast majority of students chose to go home.

This is also normal, after all, in these full seven years of school life, there are only two opportunities to go home each year.

Of course, there are exceptions.

"I really feel sorry for those people."

In a potions class, Malfoy said sarcastically, "They have to go to other people's homes for Christmas because their own family doesn't want them."

Although he was repeatedly rebuffed, Malfoy still seized every opportunity to antagonize Harry.

Of course, because of Sherlock, he didn't dare to be too intense, just secretly stirring up trouble.

Now, he has also discovered a fact.

If he only takes some not-too-excessive verbal advantages, Sherlock will ignore him.

This discovery made him extremely excited.

So naturally he wouldn't let go of this kind of opportunity now.

However, this time, not to mention Sherlock, even Harry was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Because Harry originally didn't want to go back to Privet Drive to spend Christmas with the Dursleys.

So even though Malfoy deliberately looked at Harry when he spoke, and Crabbe and Goyle kept snickering beside him.

As a result, Harry was not only not sad at all, but even felt a little funny.

This made Malfoy even more gloomy, as if he felt like he had punched cotton.

On the contrary, for Harry, this may be the best Christmas he has ever spent in his life.

In fact, when Professor McGonagall first came to register the list of students staying at school for the festival, he originally wanted to sign up.

"Sherlock, I won't be going home for Christmas..."

"No, you're going home."

"Go home?"

Harry said in surprise, "Sherlock, it's not like you don't know my family situation..."

"Come to my house," Sherlock said calmly, "My parents want to meet my friend."