Crystal was booked at Hagwarts' temporary residence, but it was not Hagwart who took care of Crystal but Sherlock. In fact, Sherlock only needs three meals a day to prepare for Crystal. Only Crystal that Sherlock took the past to eat.

But what Hager prepared, she ignored it.

In order not to affect Crystal's diet and to help the other party recover as soon as possible, Sherlock had to come to Haeger's Cabin every day in the morning, noon and evening.

After leaving there in the evening and returning to the Slytherin Common Lounge, Sherlock waited quietly until 9:30 in the evening.

In a blink of an eye, it was already nine o'clock in the evening. Sherlock walked out of the dormitory alone, passed through the Slytherin Public Lounge, which was burning with green and warm flames, and followed the undulating hanging stairs in the castle to the third floor. On the third floor were the four Harry who had been waiting for a long time, and his sister Ah Xinsha stood among them gracefully.

"Something happened. We met Neville halfway, but fortunately nothing unexpected happened. Neville has been solved by Ashinsa." Harry pushed his glasses and said to Sherlock.

Sherlock looked at her sister Ah Xinsha, but she didn't expect that the person who took action to petrify Navig this time was not Hermione but Ah Xinsha. Sherlock nodded and said, "It's a good job, did you use the petrification spell?"

"I didn't use the 'Electric Snake Spark Curse' Since you taught me this spell last time after you came back from the Forbidden Forest, I especially wanted to use it once, but I grasped the power and just gave Neville a corona."

Ashinsha stuck out her tongue, Sherlock shook his head helplessly, thinking, "Pity Navigation, compared to his sister, he is a little more cruel."

Add Sherlock, and the five people walked towards their destination.

At the entrance of the stairs on the fourth floor, they were about to step onto the stairs when suddenly a Pipi Ghost floated towards him. Seeing Sherlock and his group, the next second, Pipi Ghost opened his mouth. Sherlock pulled out his magic wand, and a light red light shot out from the wand. The Pipi Ghost's already wide open mouth was closed and he struggled in the air to fly in another direction.

A few seconds later, they arrived outside the corridor of Silabao, and the door had been opened.

"How is it, I see it." Harry whispered, "It seems that the man has passed Louve successfully."

Seeing the half-open door, they seemed to be more aware of what they were about to face.

With the squeaking sound of the door opening, a low barking sounded in their ears.

Lu Wei looked at the four uninvited guests in front of him, with a ferocious look in his violent eyes. A harp that had fallen to the ground in the open space not far away marked that the person who had passed in front had obviously left for a long time.

Harry picked up Hagrid's flute and put it to his mouth, and started blowing it.

He blew out of tune, but as soon as he blew the first note, the big dog's eyes began to droop.

Harry blew almost without stopping.

Slowly, the big dog's barking stopped. It swayed for a few times, its knees softened and kneeled down, and then it plopped onto the floor and fell to its deep sleep.

"So blow, don't stop." Ron reminded Harry, and at the same time, the five began to walk towards the trapdoor.

When they approached the three huge heads, they could feel the hot and smelly smell of the big dog.

Sherlock opened the trap door, and it was dark inside, and it was almost impossible to see the bottom. When the light in the room seemed to be completely absorbed, the field of vision was unknown.

"You guys go down first." Sherlock looked at Ron and Hermione and signaled to them. Ashinsha was about to follow him. Harry was still playing the flute, and Lu Wei's three big heads were leaning against the open space.

Ron jumped down first. After a while, Ron's somewhat hoarse voice sounded inside.

"No problem!" he shouted at the entrance of the cave. Now the entrance of the cave looked just a spot of light the size of a stamp.

"It's a soft landing, you can jump!"

Then Hermione jumped down, Sherlock took Harry's flute, and during the few seconds of the music pausing, the big dog roared again and began to twist, but as soon as Sherlock blew the flute, it fell asleep again. Harry crawled over the big dog and looked down through the hole. The bottom was deep. After a moment of pausing, Harry jumped in immediately.

Sherlock stepped back while playing the flute, walked back to the trapdoor. Sherlock put down the flute, turned around and pulled Ahsinsha, and closed the trapdoor, jumped into the darkness. The roar of Lu Wei was still close to his ears, and they all jumped into a soft existence.

"To be honest, fortunately, there are these plants here," Ron said.

"Happy, what's the matter!" Hermione screamed.

"Look at you!"

She jumped up suddenly and struggled to move towards a wet wall.

The reason she struggled like this was because as soon as she fell, the plant stretched out its snake-like tendrils and wrapped around her ankles.

"Don't struggle." Sherlock reminded them, "This is a devil's net, the more you struggle, the tighter you will be.

Just relax and he will automatically release.” Present to them, the devil net around Sherlock slowly released as if he had lost his target, sending Sherlock to the solid ground.

Sherlock reached out and caught the sister who fell down immediately afterwards.

"Thank you, brother, I have to thank you."

Sherlock nodded.

Hermione and Harry obviously understood it very well. As their bodies relaxed, the surrounding demon nets all relaxed, and they fell directly to the ground.

But the difference is that Harry fell to the ground with his butt, while Hermione fell directly into Sherlock's arms.

"Thank you... Thank you Mr. Sherlock." Feeling the other person's strong chest, Hermione's face turned red like an apple. Fortunately, the place was dark and no one noticed this. Ashinsha held Hermione standing on the ground, while the other person was still experiencing the warmth in Sherlock's arms.

"Help me!" Ron was entangled with the increasingly dense demon net. For him, relaxing his body in this situation was obviously difficult to do.

Sherlock pulled out the golden magic wand helplessly, and a hot flame ejected from the magic wand. The dark and damp demon net seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, avoiding it from both sides. Ron struggled out of the dense demon net, fell to the ground, and splashed a piece of dust.

"Dad! Dad! This place is really wet."

The flames that Sherlock just now were Plumetheus. A small sun-like fireball appeared in the dim basement, which immediately illuminated the nearby environment, but Plumetheus didn't like any place with water and humidity.

"Plumetheus, open the way for me in front."

"Yes Dad."

Prometheus flew to the front and illuminated the surroundings.
Chapter completed!