The last little remaining cold in winter still hovered over Hogwarts Castle.

Sherlock put on the thick windbreaker again, thinking that this time it would be the last time he wore it in the first half of the year.

Draco has become very aware of it now. From the beginning, he resisted when he bought him that set of Muggle clothes. When he had already taken the initiative to take off his wizard's robe and change his clothes on the day he went out, he was waiting for Sherlock in front of the castle door.

He was still a thin-skinned person. He was embarrassed to dress like this in public and showed up in the castle, because it would easily be regarded as an alien by his classmates who were also Slytherin, and would definitely be laughed at by Harry and Ron.

"Have you brought the things?"

Sherlock asked looking down at Draco.

Draco's face still had such a bad expression, and he didn't say anything, just nodded.

"Then let's go."

He used Phantom Transformation directly outside the castle and took Draco to the small city that they were already very familiar with.

They found a fruit shop on the street with familiarity, and Draco took out a few pound notes from his pocket.

These were all earned by Sherlock with him for a day of odd jobs when they went out last time (Draco is not 16 years old this year, Sherlock uses a little confusion spell.)

Originally, Master Malfoy was extremely resistant to this, but when Sherlock himself started and helped the vulgar Muggle farmer clean the cowshed on the farm without using any magic, Draco had no choice but to be stunned by the side. He could only say with a stinky face, "I'm not working for Muggles, but helping the professors in the magic school to share the labor service." While cleaning up the cow dung.

Finally working for a day, they received a pretty generous reward.

Sherlock let Draco save the money himself and then came in handy today.

In the fruit shop, he spent all the pounds on buying seasonal fruits, and then took a taxi with Sherlock with big bags and small bags to the familiar orphanage.

This morning, the children in the orphanage were moving freely in the yard. A long distance away, the children saw Sherlock and Draco walking over.

A little girl with teeth and talking leaked from the air ran to the wooden fence and shouted excitedly.

"Boss!"

Of course, this boss was not calling Sherlock.

Draco, who was holding two bags of fruit in his hand, looked disdainful to cut his face, but it could be seen from his soothing eyebrows that he actually enjoyed the title.

This is not the second time they have come to this orphanage to volunteer. After the volunteer experience that ended last Christmas, Harry's brain closure teaching ended every week, Sherlock will take Draco out with him to continue to come to this orphanage to get along with these children.

At first, Draco was naturally very reluctant, but after a long time, he came every week, and he had already formed a habit.

And when I came here for the third time, I got along with the Tracy who had tricked him into making him go around.

This is not how smart Draco became later, showing his domineering spirit. However, after being fooled by a little girl who was only half of his age several times in a row, he finally couldn't help but use a little trick that was not even a spell, which shocked Tracy.

Sherlock turned a blind eye to this. After all, it was just some small spells that could be explained by magic, and it had no power to hurt people at all. Draco did not want to scare the little girl, but just wanted to gain admiring gaze from her.

Sure enough, this trick worked very well. Although his mind was much more mature than that of children of the same age, Tracy was still a child who had never seen much of the world. He had been a child since he was a child.

She immediately regarded Draco as a magic master, and directly worshipped the mountain, regarded Draco as the boss, and called herself a younger brother.

Other older children, including Haley and Mrs. Chris, just thought Draco knew a little magic and didn't care much about it, and Draco himself enjoyed it very much.

Even if it was just a little girl, he still felt very happy when he called him.

In other aspects, Draco did lack education before, but when he treated his younger brother, he was fine.

The next week when Tracy paid homage to the boss, when he and Sherlock came back, they brought some candies with less magical effects from Hogwarts to Bistrice, allowing the little girl to enjoy countless envious gazes in the orphanage.

This clever little girl is not stupid at all. It seems that she has surrendered and made Draco take over, but in fact she is still under the care of her.

However, she never eats solo. The candy Draco gave her was equally divided with children who were younger or about the same age than her. Sometimes the amount of candy was not enough, so she didn't leave any of them for herself, and gave them to children younger than her, which was very like a young lady in an orphanage.

Draco also saw this and didn't say anything at that time, but the next time, he brought enough.

The same is true for the fruit this time. He bought enough money for an entire orphanage (there are only a dozen children in total).

Mrs. Chris had long become familiar with them, and when she saw them, she smiled and opened the door and put them in.

Sherlock and Draco handed over all the fruits they bought to her and Hailey, and then took over the work of both of them, responsible for watching the children in the yard move freely, and they went to clean the fruits sherlock and the others brought.

"Boss, you are so generous. This time I brought so many fruits here!"

Tracy seemed to have shining stars popping up in her eyes, expressing her admiration for Draco.

Draco seemed to be indifferent to his arms in front of his chest, but the unconscious corner of his mouth had already revealed his true mood at the moment.

"Hmph, these are all minor meanings."

He said this easily, as if he had completely forgotten that when he was in the bullpen, sherlock was forbidden from using magic and was suffering from the stinky cow dung.

"Of course, you are the great magician!"

Draco glanced at Sherlock and said with a reserved look when he saw him helping a little boy who had just fallen to the ground and got up.

"Didn't you tell me? You have to hide my identity and you can't say these words to others."

"I'm wrong, boss." Tracy immediately admitted her mistake, "I'll pay attention to it in the future."

Draco waved his hand generously.

"It's okay, who made you not too smart? You call me boss, it's time for me to take care of you."

Sherlock, who patted the dust on the little boy's body, seemed to have not paid much attention to Draco, had a smile on his face at this moment.

Obviously, he could actually hear the conversation between the eldest and the younger brother clearly.

In fact, Draco himself did not realize that his mentality at this time had changed a lot compared to when he first came to this orphanage during Christmas.

If it were in the past, not to mention that a Trixi called him the boss, he would have to rely on his own labor to get rewards to buy fruit for the children in an orphanage, and even a little Muggle girl standing in front of him, he would probably have to take two steps back in disgust, for fear that she would pollute the air around him.

The lunch at the orphanage at noon today is still rich compared to usual, and every child received a fresh apple after the meal.

Draco and Tracy were eating on the same table, looking disdainful. In fact, the mainland was very happy to listen to the little girl's flattery. Sherlock said to Mrs. Chris after eating the last bite of food on the plate.

"I'll go out and take a walk around the surroundings."

Then he walked out of the orphanage alone, which was very remote. After all, when Mrs. Chris established this orphanage, she didn't have much money to buy a large yard with a good location.

So you can describe the surrounding environment as good environment and fresh air, or you can say that this is a place where birds do not shit.

Sherlock didn't really want to hang out here, so he walked straight out of the orphanage yard, then turned into the path on the right, and after walking a few steps, he came to an old house that seemed to be abandoned.

Without reaching out to knock on the door, the worn wooden door opened by itself. Behind the door was Moody's old but straight figure.

"Sherlock, are you here today?"

Sherlock nodded and walked into the room.

"I still brought Lucius's son with me. How about it? Have you noticed anything during this period?"

Not only Moody is the only one in the room, but also Lupin and Sirius are here.

After Sherlock brought Draco to the orphanage for the first time, the three began to squat around here.

After Hogwarts Draco took the initiative to contact him, Sherlock did not give up on letting the child turn back and go on the right path, nor did he let go of his defense.

After all, no one is sure. Such words and deeds can really change the eldest young master who has been pampered since childhood and received pure blood education.

Just in case, Draco had any bad intentions in his heart, and to ensure the safety of the children in the orphanage, Sherlock had Moody and the others stationed here early in the morning.

Now, Death Eaters have significantly reduced their power than before. There has been no large-scale conflict between Aurors and Death Eaters in the magic world, and only some small-scale frictions, which has completely made Moody, who has retired from the Auror command, and Lupin and Sirius, who had nothing to do, have become idle people.

However, people with a little vision can see that the calmness of the magic world at present does not represent peace, but a moment of tranquility before the next storm comes.

No one knows what Voldemort is planning secretly now. Whether it is the Order of the Phoenix or the Ministry of Magic, they can only prepare early.

"Everything is still normal here. I also asked Kingsley, who is working in the department to use his privileges to define this area as a key surveillance point of Phantom Movement and Flyro Network. If there is any abnormal movement here, they will inform us as soon as possible."

Sirius was a little irritable.

"If I ask me, I should tie up the little kid from the Malfoy family directly, and then feed him real medicine or use soul-calling thoughts to directly draw out all the information about his father and the Death Eater in his mind, why do you still have to make it so troublesome as you are now?"

Before Sherlock could speak, Lupin said calmly.

"He is just a child who has not been educated, Sirius, not to mention anything else, just using real-life agents and soul-absorbing thoughts on a minor child is illegal."

"It's a special period now, so it's normal to use some special means." Sirius said.

"With such a method to a child, no matter what time it is, it will be despicable," Lupin said. "What's more, do you think that if the mysterious man really wants the boy from the Malfoy family to do something, he will not think of this? Since he asked the boy to help him with his work and was not afraid that we would peek into his memory, he would have his own support."

Lupin's words made Sirius speechless.

Although they were both members of the small group of Harry's father James, Lupin and Sirius had completely different personalities. In contrast, Sherlock admired Lupin more. Sirius could not be said to be bad, he could only say that he was a more extreme Gryffindor.

"From the current situation, Draco is not unable to make it right." Sherlock whispered, "He can get along well with the children in the orphanage now, which means he has not completely accepted Lucius' pure blood theory."

Sirius shrugged.

"Well, since you all said that, of course I wouldn't have any other comments."

According to his personality, he was naturally not so honest under normal circumstances. However, Sherlock has now fully established a leadership position second only to Dumbledore in the Order of the Phoenix, and this position was made by himself, which convinced everyone, even Sirius, a character who can be called a thorn in no matter where it is.

Sherlock nodded. With Moody here, he didn't have to worry about anything. This trip was just a walk to take a look.

After saying a few words to the three of them, she learned about the current situation at No. 12, Grimo Square, when Sherlock was about to leave.

In the old house, a green fire suddenly rose from the dusty fireplace.

Tonks' head appeared in the fireplace. She didn't say anything extra, but said in a quick tone.

"Kinsley asked me to report the news. He said that six consecutive phantom movements were monitored near you, and they were located behind the orphanage!"
Chapter completed!