13 Mother's Rage
"Oh my God, Mr. Sherlock, you received a roar letter." Kirk next to him couldn't help reminding Sherlock after seeing the bright red letter, worried that it would be bad if Sherlock didn't know that this was a roar letter.
Because generally pure blood families rarely use roar letters, unless something very angry happens, the parties involved will send roar letters.
"I still know the roar letter... I think it's better for me to open it as soon as possible. This is the roar letter sent by my mother." Sherlock held his forehead with a headache. How could he have imagined that Palos is also a smart Hai Dongqing after all. If it were an ordinary letter or package, it would have been sent here long ago, so why bother to fly over?
The students in the school basically knew that Sherlock received a roar letter, but they all regarded it as nothing, and focused on sweeping the food in front of each of them. Although Ron, Harry and others were also curious, they did not make any sound. Instead, they secretly glanced at Sherlock's position.
"What is a roar letter?" Harry asked quietly at Gryffindor's dining table, but immediately received the glare of Ashinsha. After all, the person who received the roar letter at this moment was her brother Sherlock.
Hermione also asked Harry to shut up and told him that he was so curious that he would know later. Hermione also told Harry that if he was really so curious, he would ask the people opposite Slytherin, and they might use the wand as a dagger to stab him to death.
Harry shivered and stopped talking.
As soon as Sherlock's finger touched the red envelope, the letter immediately roared.
A loud noise filled the entire auditorium, shaking the dust from the ceiling.
"A whole summer vacation... you ran to Japan... you didn't even write a letter to your sister, if you really treat us as family!"
"Do you know how worried I was when I saw the Tokyo earthquake in Japan in the Prophet Daily! And at that time, the magic circle was circulating, and the death of the Tokyo earthquake in Japan and the death of 160,000 Muggles were all related to you. That was really bad. I didn't even leave my house and could only pray to Merlin at home every day. I wanted to receive any real news from you, but there were only rumors. If Ahsinsha hadn't written to me at Hogwarts to tell me that you had returned to school, I would have thought you were staying in Japan and didn't come back!"
"You wrote to your dad and asked him to send the house's luggage to Hogwarts, but that bastard was busy dealing with the International Dark Magic Society, and some of the Ministry of Magic's affairs did not tell me about your coming back to the UK!"
"Oh my God, I suddenly felt that I was such a miserable woman. My son and husband were completely indifferent. Your father was absolutely dead today. When you received this letter, I probably had found his place, but he is my husband after all. I will show mercy to him, and you will not become a child without a father. Please rest assured about this!"
"There's one more thing! No matter what this weekend, I'm going to go back to the Mephisto House. I know your moves are very good!"
The red roar letter turned a corner and floated to the Gryffindor position, which was the side of Ashinsha. "My dear baby daughter, when I sent this roar letter, I suddenly realized that we are the only mother and daughter in the whole family depend on each other. Men are indifferent to us, but I am still very happy that you can enter Gryffindor. I know that many excellent wizards have graduated there, and Dumbledore also graduated from Gryffindor."
The roaring letters were several times more.
"As far as the father and son are concerned... all you learn is indifference to people! You must not learn anything about Slytherin in Gryffindor!"
Then the letter turned into a flame and turned into a small pile of ashes, drifting away with the wind.
Sherlock's face changed. It was almost a week since he returned to England and even to Hogwarts. He forgot to write a letter to his mother, so he deserved it.
"I'll leave first. No matter what, I'd better reply to a letter to apologize to my mother. At the same time, I have to plead for my father in the letter, otherwise my father's life will definitely not be very easy!"
Sherlock left the restaurant, and for a moment the little wizards in the restaurant began to chirp. The table in Slytherin was still quiet, with only a few people whispering there.
"I have met Mrs. Ali, and this time I must have made her angry, so that's why..." Rubo spread his hands. In his impression, Mrs. Ali was definitely a very gentle woman.
Malfoy, who was beside him, whispered, "I often go to the Mephisto House, but in fact, after listening to the descriptions of my father and even Mr. Fumond, Mrs. Alice is sometimes very scary. The other party is a very smart wizard, but more importantly, the other party is also very strong! She graduated from Ravenclaw, and it is said that in the era when her parents were in school, her strength in school was among the top three."
Hearing Malfoy's description, everyone gasped and then prayed secretly for Sherlock's father, Mr. Fumond.
Today is Thursday, which means you have to take it for one day at Hogwarts. Then on Saturday morning, Sherlock had to say to Snape in advance and go home on Saturday and Sunday.
He couldn't wait for the holidays. If his mother came to Hogwarts in person angrily, it would be a big deal.
And on the next day, Friday, freshmen in the first grade will have to take a very exciting course.
“Flying class!”
Harry, Ron and Hermione were looking forward to it. Harry was even fantasizing that he could fly freely under the green sky like a wizard in the book.
Although it was his first flight class, Harry always felt that every drop of blood in his body was excited, just as the inheritance of blood made him feel excited when he heard the word "flying".
Mrs. Huoqi asked the freshmen from Gryffindor and Slytherin to stand next to a broom on the ground. Each broom was very brand new, which shows how dedicated Dandeni was when cleaning it.
"What are you waiting for? After each stands, he will stretch out his hands to call the broom and shout up, which will ensure that these brooms can fly into your palms obediently."
Chapter completed!