The day after Colin was attacked, there was panic in Hogwarts.

But the Christmas holiday is about to begin, and the predecessors began to count the students who applied to stay in school during the following holidays.

After the morning potion class, Harry Ron and Hermione and the others gathered together sneakily in the bathroom of Myrtle on the first floor.

"I saw Malfoy signing the list of staying at Hogwarts this Christmas. There must be something wrong with this!" Ron said with a positive look.

Hermione was stirring the potion in the crucible. The main step of compound decoction was to boil the twelve worms for twenty-one days.

"Anyway, we stayed at school for Christmas, so we can see what they want to do."

Harry's focus is not on Malfoy now. He still remembers yesterday when he said he wanted to test Sherlock.

"There will be a Dark Magic Defense class this afternoon, and we can test Professor Forrest after class."

Hermione asked as she covered the lid of the crucible and looked up at him.

"What are you going to do?"

Harry said with a relaxed look on his face.

"This couldn't be easier. We just need to ask Professor Forrest, and he would just feel how the weather is today."

"Then what?"

"Then we observe the weather changes next."

Harry looked through the window and looked out at the clear sky.

"It depends on the current situation. Anyone who is a normal person will think that today is a sunny day, right?"

Even after careful analysis of every clue from Harry yesterday, Hermione still couldn't believe that Sherlock had a crow-mouth talent.

"Professor Forrest is only a more powerful wizard at most. He is not a god. How could he change the weather with just a word?"

Harry and Ron looked at each other. They both had experienced Sherlock's poisonous milk. They had already doubted whether Sherlock was a human or a god.

"Whether we believe it or not, we can tell if we try it today."

In the afternoon, the weather was still cloudless, as if it had exhausted the bad weather from the previous few days, and now it was only a few days of sunny days.

In the second-year black magic defense class, Sherlock is telling them about the last black magic creature to be studied this semester.

"...I have already explained the key points of this class. After Christmas and before the next class begins, you will give me a one-foot parchment-long holiday homework. The main content is about Bogt's habits, the reasons for their appearance, and the best way to deal with them."

"Recently, I seem to have found a Boggart figure in the castle. If I can find it before the next class, then we will have a practical class next class, so that you can try your best to deal with Boggart in person."

The students below cheered, and this was not the first time they had taken a practical class.

Previously, Sherlock found several Cornish elves through Hagrid's connections, as well as some Grindillo placed in the water tank.

The students showed great enthusiasm for practical classes, which is of course a good thing. Sherlock is also preparing to increase the proportion of practical classes in the next semester.

Just as he finished all the homework after class and announced the end of get out of class, Harry and the other two were slowly falling to the end of all the students, and after everyone else left, shellock surrounded her in the middle.

"Professor, we have a question to ask you."

After hearing this, Sherlock put down what he had in his hand and truly adapted to life in Hogwarts. He was no longer surprised by such things.

Although students in this castle do not study hard, there are always some young wizards who are really interested in magic often come to him for advice.

When Sherlock taught them, he could also understand these basic magical knowledge more deeply, which is also a mutually beneficial thing.

"If you have any questions, do you know where I went in class today?"

Hearing Sherlock's words, Harry and the other three looked at each other, as if they were encouraging each other.

In the end, Harry stood up, pretending to be calm, Sherlock could clearly see that he asked nervously.

"Professor Forrest, what do you think...the weather is like today?"

Hearing this question, Sherlock was stunned, then looked at the three in front of him with a strange expression of expectation.

"What the hell are you doing?"

He shook his head, picked up the things he used for class again, and prepared to leave the classroom.

"If you want to know the weather, you should ask your Professor Trelawney, who might give some reliable predictions."

Sherlock's tone became obviously cold. He felt that he had given Harry and other naughty kids a good look recently, making them feel that he was so teasing.

"No, professor, we're not playing tricks or joking."

Seeing that Sherlock was about to get angry, Harry and the others hurriedly followed behind his butt and explained.

"We really want to ask you, how do you feel today's weather?"

Harry Ron and Hermione begged all the way, following Sherlock to the door of his office.

Sherlock was so annoyed by them that he looked up at the sky outside before entering the office.

Although the temperature is a little colder, it is cloudless. Obviously, it should be a good weather in the next few days.

So in order to calm himself down for a while, he said to Harry and the others perfunctorily.

"The weather should be good today. If you want to fight Quidditch, go. If you really have questions about defense magic, you can ask me. Other messy people like this are annoying me."

With a "bang", Sherlock closed the door of his office, while Harry and the other three stood outside the door with joy.

"Professor Forrest just said that the weather is pretty good today, right?"

Ron confirmed again what Sherlock had just said to Harry and Hermione.

Hermione nodded.

"If Professor Forrest is a natural crow-mouthed according to Harry's guess, the weather should be worse in the future."

Next, Harry and the other two did not go back to the lounge or wander around the castle as usual. Instead, they lay down by the window of an empty classroom. The three of them raised their heads side by side and observed towards the sky.

But when their necks were sore, they didn't see any clear sky, and there was a sign that they were about to be covered by dark clouds.

Hermione moved her sore neck and complained dissatisfiedly.

"I just knew that this guess was not reliable at all. How could someone be really a crow who tried and tried..."

But before she could finish her words, Ron and Harry, who were beside her, suddenly screamed excitedly.

"Snow! It's snowing! It's snowing in Hogwarts!"

Hermione was stunned.
Chapter completed!