Sherlock House.
Tonight’s supper was a delicious steak, fryed by the all-round beauty, Vera Hilk, without any step in the middle.
And if it is delicious, it is not Sherlock who is complimenting. Hilk’s cooking skills have indeed made great progress.
After all, she is not as idiotic as the ultimate cooking skills. She has been studying hard with the house elf in Hogwarts for a while. Although the food she cooks in the kitchen is not at its best, she can also say it tastes delicious.
“So, did you hug her?”
This is the fifth time that Shilk has asked this question calmly.
Sherlock’s hand was cutting the steak suddenly froze, and he covered his forehead.
“Of course I agreed to her request, just a hug, a hug between friends, no other meaning.”
“I know there is no other meaning.”
“Then why did you ask again and again?” Sherlock said resentfully.
Hilk lightly divided the steak from the plate into small pieces.
“Just ask.”
“Really just ask?”
“Really.”
Sherlock then let out a breath and brought the cut steak into his mouth.
“Did you do anything to her except for a hug without any other meaning?”
Sherlock almost spit out the food in his mouth.
“What can I do to her? Didn’t a student come in and see it later?”
I expressed my feelings at Furong that day, not asking for anything else, but just hoped to have a Sherlock hug before leaving.
Faced with such a small, even humble request, he certainly did not refuse.
But later, when I was hugging, other students in Hogwarts also knew about Sherlock being discharged from the hospital. They came to visit him excitedly, and ended up encountering this scene.
So when he met Dudley halfway, Harry didn’t show any good expression to him.
“When did you become Brother D (Duli’s name for him)? I still think baby Dudley (Aunt Penny’s name for him) is more suitable for you.”
Harry said with a grin.
He doesn’t think he was the same when he was a child. He can’t change his hands even after being bullied. Instead, he often takes the initiative to attack.
Dudley waved his fist fiercely.
“Shut up!”
The intersection of Ligustworth and Magnolia Road, Dudley and Harry were the only two standing here.
It’s getting dark, and it’s when most people have supper, and there are no one on the road.
Harry was not in a mood to continue to care about Dudley, and he waved his hand and said.