0056 Inheritance

"You stayed in the headmaster's office for so long just to discuss the inheritance Harry's parents left him?"

Sherlock met with Harry and Hermione again the next day.

When they heard Sherlock describe what he and Dumbledore had discussed, both were stunned.

Oh, and Ron too.

He expressed strong dissatisfaction with what Sherlock had done yesterday.

If Sherlock had faced Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, and other bigwigs alone, that would be one thing. But you clearly called on Harry and Hermione—why did you specifically leave me out?

What did that mean? Was it intentional?

Sherlock really had done it intentionally.

In his view, Ron's role in the entire incident was to make Hermione run to the girls' bathroom alone. After that, he simply accompanied Harry throughout.

So, there was no need for him to repeat what Harry had already said from a different perspective.

If anything, without this episode, Sherlock's investigation of the troll incident would have been even easier. It was basically adding unnecessary difficulty.

Since that was the case, this partner was better left uncalled.

Of course, everything has two sides.

This incident also taught Hermione a lesson, making her realize her own problems. Now she got along much better with her classmates than before.

This could barely be considered Ron's contribution.

Ignoring Ron's complaints, Sherlock turned to Harry: "Harry, you might not believe this, but your parents really left you a lot of inheritance."

"Yes, I've already seen it at Gringotts."

Mentioning his parents inevitably made Harry somewhat dejected.

Sherlock seemed oblivious to this and continued: "No, that was only part of it—in fact, your parents left you many other things, all at the Potter family estate."

Harry looked up in surprise.

He saw the other looking at him, saying word by word:

"In addition, the Potter family also owns a very effective hair growth potion. Because its effects are so good, even the publicity staff made 'No bald wizards in the magical world' a core selling point, spreading the word far and wide. According to the agreement, every time this hair growth potion is sold, you receive a patent fee. It's just that these families haven't paid in ten years. Although Dumbledore said he'd help, I personally suggest that debt collection should be done in person."

At this point, Sherlock's eyes gleamed with excitement.

Watching Sherlock seriously strategize for him, Harry didn't know what to say.

You could say he meant well, but bringing up this topic at such a time was somewhat inappropriate. You could say he was causing trouble, but knowing Sherlock, Harry could tell he genuinely meant well.

It was precisely because of this that he was even more speechless.

"Speaking of which, I really haven't seen any bald wizards. So, it's all thanks to the Potter family!"

Ron couldn't help but interject.

Sherlock nodded.

As Ron said, he had long noticed that all wizards, young and old, male and female, had thick hair.

Originally, he thought this was a built-in benefit wizards had over Muggles. After hearing Dumbledore's explanation, he learned the Potter family had made such an outstanding contribution to the magical world.

Sherlock was immediately filled with respect.

After all, baldness was man's great enemy.

"But what if—what if someone used Harry's hair growth potion and it didn't work? What would happen then?"

Ron couldn't help asking again.

"Normally it's unlikely, but if it really happened, that would be troublesome."

Sherlock stared at Harry, saying seriously:

"They would definitely think the Potter family's hair growth potion was all reputation and no substance. They might even angrily come to settle accounts with Harry. If they were petty, revenge over such a thing wouldn't be impossible."

Harry: O__O

"Um, let's not discuss this for now."

As Sherlock and Ron took the conversation further off track, Hermione quickly interrupted them. She looked at Sherlock and asked:

"Dumbledore made us all leave just to tell you this?"

Was the headmaster really that idle?

"Not exactly, I brought it up myself."

Harry: ━━∑(￣□￣*|||━━

Sherlock looked at Harry again: "Dear Harry, this is what you deserve. Don't feel embarrassed about it."

Harry's expression was complex: "Thank you."

Ron: "You're actually pretty nice."

"Who asked you about that!"

Hermione finally couldn't take it anymore and hissed in a low voice: "What about Quirrell? What happened with that?"

"Oh, you wanted to know about that..."

"What else?"

Hermione looked helpless. Who would care about hair growth potions!

"Insufficient evidence. We can't confirm that Quirrell is Voldemort's minion yet."

Hearing that name, Ron couldn't help but shudder.

"Insufficient evidence?"

Hermione was somewhat agitated. "Sherlock, didn't you already make your deduction?"

"As you said, that was only a deduction."

Sherlock said calmly, "Though I'm almost certain the troll and the blood message were Quirrell's doing, without concrete evidence, Dumbledore won't act against a professor."

"How could this be..."

Hermione's mood dropped. "But that's Voldemort! Knowing such a dangerous person is coveting Harry, how can we just ignore it?"

Having found that prophecy about Harry and Voldemort in the library, Hermione clearly understood why Voldemort wanted to target Harry.

Because of this, she understood Harry's situation better than Ron.

Surely it couldn't really be about ineffective hair growth potion?

"Dumbledore promised he would protect Harry well."

Sherlock wasn't lying.

He just didn't finish his sentence.

Sherlock clearly understood that without him, under Dumbledore's encouragement—or rather, instigation—even if Harry didn't know the truth, he would rush forward with hot blood.

Perhaps under the protection of Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, and others, Harry really could turn danger into safety.

But Sherlock felt this wasn't good.

He believed a person shouldn't be manipulated like a puppet under the guise of "this is for your own good."

In struggle, one must use strategy.

That's why he strongly demanded Dumbledore reveal the truth.

Even so, Sherlock still felt the man was hiding things from him.

But that was fine—he couldn't hide for long.

"Is there a possibility..."

Just then, Ron whispered quietly, "that Snape is actually the bad guy? I always feel Professor Quirrell doesn't seem like someone who could do such things."

Hermione glanced at Ron and, unusually, didn't contradict him.

Indeed, compared to Professor Quirrell, Snape seemed more like a villain.

"You misunderstand Professor Snape too much."

Sherlock looked at Harry and gave him serious advice:

"Though he's annoying, he's the one who least wants anything to happen to you. On the contrary, if you feel you're in danger, you can always seek his help."

"Alright."

Harry now trusted Sherlock unconditionally.

Seeing Harry like this, Ron couldn't say much more.

He could tell that even if Sherlock now said the sun was square, Harry would believe it.

Seeing this, he simply asked another question he cared about:

"Since that blood message was written in German, why don't you think the mastermind is simply German?"

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