When Harry knocked on the door, Sherlock was having breakfast. He was holding the sandwich in one hand and the Prophet Daily in the other, discussing the news above with Shilk.
“This year’s Quidditch World Cup final was held in the UK, Ireland vs. Bulgaria. I know you have no interest in Quidditch, but it’s always good to go out and have a look.”
“I’ve bought two tickets, well, it’s not actually me. Kingsley transferred the two tickets from himself and Moody to me. After the World Championship, their work will become busier and they don’t have time to watch…”
When she remembered the knock on the door, Sherlock had already learned who was the person who came through control of the magic.
He snapped his fingers casually and the living room door opened by himself.
Harry ran in from outside the door with breath, bent over and supported his knees with his hands, and spoke as soon as he entered the door.
“I, I am a professor who ran out. There is a thing I don’t know whether it is important or not, but my mother thinks it is very important to me…”
Just as he was breathless, he suddenly discovered the stunning but extremely strange girl sitting at the dining table.
Harry grew up and looked at Shilk who was drinking the milk in his glass, then turned to look at Sherlock whose eyes were still not moving away from the Prophet Daily.
“Professor, isn’t it time for me?”
Sherlock only turned his gaze away from the newspaper and flicked his finger. Although he and Harry had not had direct contact, Harry could still feel that something suddenly had his forehead bounced.
“What came from the wrong time, Ai… You should have seen Vera last semester. She appeared in the castle with that big hat many times. She is currently living in my house temporarily. Well… is my niece? Sister? Or…”
Regarding the title, Sherlock seemed to have no choice but to make decisions alone. He turned to look at Shilk and tested several titles.
Shilk said seriously with a straight face.
“I am one year older than you, and we have no blood relationship. You and my father, you and I are all in their own way. Now we are friends.”
Sherlock coughed twice.
“Okay, it’s a friend.”
Harry looked at the girl who was blindfolded with a black ribbon, beautiful enough to make people lose her mind. After Sherlock’s reminder, he quickly thought about where he had seen her.
When the school started last semester, she went to the auditorium to find Sherlock with a hood covering most of her face.It was him, and many students saw it.
“You can call her sister Shilk, this is my student Harry Potter, and you should have heard of his name.” Sherlock introduced to each other.
Harry shouted respectfully with his head down.
“Hello, Sister Shilk.”
After hearing Harry Potter’s name, Shilk did not show many surprised or strange expressions on his face, but just nodded slightly and responded.
“Hello.”
Sherlock helped Harry to pull out a chair and signaled him to sit down.
“Sit down if you have something to do. If you haven’t eaten breakfast, you’ll eat with us. I happened to make more.”
“Where is Aunt Penny…”