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After Sherlock finished explaining his deduction process in one breath, Harry and Ron were utterly dumbfounded.
A moment later, Harry, having already witnessed Sherlock's abilities, was the first to react:
"That was brilliant!
Sherlock, you really are amazing!
Hearing you explain it, it all seems so obvious."
"See, I knew you'd say that, my dear Harry."
Sherlock shrugged, then turned to Ron and offered serious advice:
"If possible, you should get a new one. It doesn't matter if books and robes are second-hand, but a wand should be suitable for you, otherwise it will affect your learning of spells and casting."
Ron's face flushed red instantly. "It's alright. Although it's a bit old, my brother's wand works quite well."
Sherlock understood.
No money.
Out of admiration for Sherlock's skills, Harry and Ron changed the subject and began earnestly asking him questions.
They learned that Sherlock called this method of reasoning the "Deductive Method."
It was a method based on observation, analysis, and logical reasoning.
By keenly capturing various details and then applying knowledge and logical rules for inference, conclusions could be drawn about events, people, and many other aspects.
To use it proficiently required broad knowledge, meticulous observation, and the combined application of induction and deduction.
Although Sherlock said that anyone could achieve this level with a period of training, Harry and Ron shook their heads repeatedly.
You must be joking! This kind of thing is clearly a talent, impossible to learn!
However, this didn't affect the trio's discussion.
Just as the atmosphere was becoming increasingly lively, there was a knock on the compartment door.
Two young wizards appeared before the three.
Sherlock happened to know both of them.
One was the round-faced boy.
He happened to be one of Sherlock's deduction subjects while waiting at the station.
At that time, Sherlock's deduction was [New student, parents absent for unknown reasons, raised by grandmother, forgetful, timid, lacks confidence].
However, looking at his tear-streaked face now, even without Sherlock's analysis, Harry and Ron could see he was both sad and aggrieved.
As for the other, with bushy brown hair, slightly large front teeth, and an arrogant expression.
It was none other than Hermione Granger, whom Sherlock had met outside the Leaky Cauldron before school started.
Unlike the three boys, Hermione had already changed into her new robes.
"Has anyone seen a toad? Longbottom's lost one."
It had to be said, her tone combined with her expression made her seem somewhat conceited and dismissive.
Harry was okay, but Ron frowned immediately.
Just then, Hermione heard a familiar voice: "We haven't seen a toad, Miss Granger."
Harry and Ron immediately looked at Sherlock in surprise.
Ron couldn't help asking:
"Wait! How did you figure it out this time? She doesn't have a trunk!"
He tried to observe Hermione like Sherlock, searching for clues that could reveal her identity.
Naturally, it was futile.
Sherlock shook his head: "We've met before."
So they already knew each other.
This explanation brought relief to Harry and Ron.
They had almost thought Sherlock had, just like before, deduced the girl's identity from a single glance.
That would have been too exaggerated.
Seeing Sherlock, whom she had met once before, Hermione was also somewhat surprised.
Unlike Harry and Ron, she naturally had an outgoing personality. It was only because Sherlock's first impression had been so stunning that she had appeared somewhat shy back then.
Now, a month had passed, and she had reverted to her usual self. She couldn't help exclaiming:
"Holmes! What are you doing here?"
After saying this, she sat down in the empty seat next to Sherlock.
Not just Harry and Ron, even Sherlock was a bit taken aback by Hermione's action.
He wondered, were he and Hermione really that familiar?
They had only met once.
However, this was just the beginning.
Hermione's subsequent behavior showed the three boys what a true social butterfly looked like.
"Oh right, I meant to call you, but I got busy and forgot—have you finished reading all those textbooks?"
Facing Hermione's greeting like an old friend, Sherlock nodded: "Finished."
"I knew it!"
Hermione's eyes lit up, and she began talking non-stop: "Have you tried any spells? I've tried a few simple ones at home, just for practice, and they all worked.
Also, I forgot to tell you last time, no one in my family knows magic, so I was utterly surprised when I received the acceptance letter, but also incredibly happy—as far as I know, this is the best magic school there is.
I've memorized all the textbooks now, of course, I just hope it's enough..."
Once she started, she couldn't stop, talking unceasingly.
Just like when they saw Neville earlier, now even without Sherlock's analysis, Harry and Ron could already tell what kind of person this girl was.
"Whichever house I get sorted into, I hope I'm not in the same one as her," Ron thought darkly.
Unexpectedly, Hermione turned her gaze to the wand Ron hadn't yet put away:
"Oh, are you doing magic? Let's see then."
Ron was suddenly at a loss.
His spell hadn't worked earlier. Embarrassing himself in front of Sherlock and Harry was one thing; in Ron's mind, they were already "his people."
But in front of Granger and Longbottom...
He looked at the round-faced boy with tear-filled eyes, then at the girl staring intently at him. Subconsciously, he cast a pleading look towards Sherlock.
At the same time, Harry also looked hopefully at Sherlock.
Boss, please carry us!
Sherlock understood their gazes.
"Ron's wand has some issues. Let me," Sherlock drew his wand, aimed it at Harry's glasses, and waved it gently. "Reparo."
A series of faint sounds occurred, and Harry's broken glasses, held together with lots of tape, transformed into a brand-new pair right before everyone's eyes.
Harry was stunned.
He took off the glasses incredulously and examined them closely.
Ron leaned over too. They were astonished to find the glasses looked exactly as they did when brand new.
Hermione also looked at Sherlock in surprise.
The Mending Charm could repair broken objects, restoring them to their original state.
Hermione could do it herself, but she could see Sherlock's proficiency was even greater than hers.
Combined with the incident outside the Leaky Cauldron where Sherlock had instantly identified her parents as doctors.
This suddenly gave her, usually the top student, a sense of crisis.
Hermione cleared her throat, preparing to comment on Sherlock's spell, when her peripheral vision caught the scar on Harry's forehead now that his glasses were off. She asked in surprise:
"Are you Harry Potter? The boy who killed Voldemort?"
Harry paused, then replied, "He... uh, I mean, yes, that's me. But Voldemort didn't die, he should still be alive..."
Sherlock frowned; this touched upon a gap in his knowledge.
"Harry, you're saying Voldemort is still alive?"
"Yes, Hagrid told me. Although he's too weak to be a threat now, he might not be dead."
And so, Sherlock, Harry, and Hermione began discussing Voldemort freely, oblivious to others, while Ron and Neville sat beside them, trembling in fear.
(End of Chapter)