24 principal deals
Harry took the test, but the question above turned out to be a rare multiple-choice question.
"But professor, this is a multiple-choice question."
Dumbledore nodded and said, "It's indeed a multiple-choice question, but that's also difficult, because this paper only has one chance to answer questions. If you answer it wrong, it will be invalid." He said to Harry seriously, "Sherlock Club is really a very good place, where there are truly excellent students from Hogwarts, and there is also the rich knowledge left by Sherlock. Now there is such a saying in the magic world. The lucky little wizard of Hogwarts and the lucky Sherlock Club members, as long as they study the notes of the Curse Prince, their achievements and future after graduation will be extraordinary."
Harry swallowed, and he looked at the paper in his hand carefully. Suddenly he felt that the problem with the paper was not very difficult, and Harry had calculated the correct option among the four options.
"Professor...I think I've already..."
"Shh!" Dumbledore signaled Harry to ban his voice. "Don't say Harry, this paper has a special spell cast by Sherlock. It has magical effects and protocols. Only if you answer it yourself will be effective. If you think of the answer, then write it on this paper. If it is correct, then you will become a member of Sherlock Club."
Harry's heart became hot in an instant. You should know that the papers at Sherlock Club were too difficult, and the gift from Dumbledore in Harry's hand was a bit simple for Harry, and Harry had already thought of the answer.
It would be a great idea to join Sherlock Club.
"Don't feel embarrassed Harry, at worst I'll just go get another paper." Dumbledore shrugged, and then said to Harry. "I know you attach great importance to the Quidditch training arranged by Wood before you are not so depressed, right?"
Harry nodded. In fact, due to his mood recently, Harry gave up even the hottest Quidditch training.
"You should be glad that Quidditch's game will only be available after Christmas, and now it's just training. If there is a real Quidditch now, you will definitely lose if you participate in it in this state."
Harry lowered his head in shame.
"But it's exciting that Hogwarts's anniversary is coming soon, so Harry, do you know what Murphylo is?" Dumbledore asked again.
"Murphylo?"
"Oh... Obviously Harry, you don't know anything about Murphylo, but I want to say that Murphylo is not less popular in Hogwarts than Quidditch, and is even a rising game game in the magic world. If you don't know, then you can ask someone else. If you are keen to participate in Murphylo, I think you, as the youngest Gryffindor player, will definitely be successfully selected."
Dumbledore then said, "It is worth mentioning that this year's Murphylo's prize is very special. The winner can choose a representative to have dinner with Murphylo's founder Sherlock Mephisto, and they can also have a long talk in the moonlight for a night. This is the best thing for boys to say that can increase knowledge and fame, and it is a very romantic thing for girls to say that, so this year's Murphylo will inevitably make all four academies compete for the best."
Dumbledore signaled that Harry could leave with the paper "I'm a little tired, Harry, forgive me for being an elderly man."
"Oh...Okay Professor Dumbledore...goodbye!"
Harry, who left Dumbledore's office, was still thumping with excitement. Although he didn't know what Murphylo was, he understood that this was something Sherlock knew, and most importantly, he could have a long talk with Sherlock. What a rare opportunity.
Maybe... Harry thought of the spell that Draco cast on him again, the scene that he saw in his mind was afraid, and the sad expression of Snape holding his dead mother's body.
Harry shook his head, he must go back and ask clearly what Murphylo is.
After Harry left, a handsome young man walked out at a hidden corner of Dumbledore's office. He looked at Dumbledore and said bluntly, "Professor, is it really worth doing this?"
"Mr. Sherlock...I don't understand what you mean."
"For Harry... I really don't understand what you meant to help him or to compensate him... or just to fill the guilt in your heart."
Dumbledore shook his head, "Mr. Sherlock...I do this just to prepare for the worst things in the future. I have always liked to make the worst plans. When others are celebrating the disappearance of the mysterious man and thinking that the other party will never come back, I am the only one who hides in the corner and feels uneasy, because the disappearing enemy is more terrible than the enemy in the sun."
"I don't understand what you think of Harry as?"
"The bait in the sun...the lamb waiting for the necessary occasion to come to the table...a small piece of delicious cheese to attract rats!"
"If Harry heard this, he would hate you."
"Mr. Sherlock, you will never understand the mentality of an elderly man. For me personally, there is nothing in this world that I care about. I can even give up my reputation... Maybe there is one more thing... It's better not to erase my photos from the chocolate frog card."
Sherlock shook his head, "Then you may never know the mentality of a child... In our eyes, only those who give candy are good people, so I don't want to participate in the matter between you and Harry. If you want to cultivate Harry to use it when it should be used, then I will watch the show next to you."
Sherlock stretched out his hand.
Dumbledore took out his trading items, a bottle full of phoenix tears, a perfect phoenix tail feather, and a note of his personal essay.
"I bleed once in order to walk the back door from you."
"At least this is much better than the favor I owe me." Sherlock took it away with peace of mind.
Then before leaving, he reminded Dumbledore, "It's two backdoors. I've given you a very simple paper. At the same time, Harry will be selected by the honor box, as long as he throws his name in it."
"Do you know what foxes fear the most? It's trading!"
"Because transactions are the hunters' favorite!" Sherlock responded to Dumbledore's question, and at the same time he added in his heart, "There is no killing without a deal."
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