[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hp-i-am-sherlock-holmes":3,"chapter-hp-i-am-sherlock-holmes-hp-i-am-sherlock-holmes-chapter-467":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","HP: I AM SHERLOCK HOLMES",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1879957,2495,"Chapter 467: 0467 The People","hp-i-am-sherlock-holmes-chapter-467",467,"\u003Cp>\"Hey, Sherlock, wait for me!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione chased out of the tent, only to discover that Sherlock had no intention of waiting for her—he was planning to leave directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hurried to catch up with him in quick steps, saying with a hint of reproach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I already said I wanted to go with you. Why didn't you wait for me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Because I just noticed your hesitation.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sherlock said bluntly, \"Your desire to come with me isn't strong enough.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This person is really... What more do you want from me!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Hermione could voice her opinion, Sherlock was already pointing in a direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's go, keep up, Hermione!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this situation, Hermione couldn't help but sigh, and could only helplessly follow Sherlock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What choice did she have? After all, he was Sherlock Holmes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Holmes was just like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the sun rose in the east, the thin mist over the campground finally began to disperse gradually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This also allowed Sherlock and Hermione to clearly see that they were surrounded by tents in all directions, stretching as far as the eye could see.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sherlock slowly walked between the tents, looking around with great interest, observing wizards from different countries.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finding people was just an excuse anyway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The water-fetching trio would come back sooner or later.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at Mr. Weasley's enthusiastic expression, even if the trio and they didn't return, he could play with that fire all day.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for the already-lit campfire, Sherlock wasn't too worried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Mr. Weasley was unreliable, with Sirius and the twins there, they certainly wouldn't let him do anything reckless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sherlock wasn't in a hurry, and Hermione was even less so.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did she come out with Sherlock?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wasn't it to spend time alone with this guy?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione had taken Gemma's parting words to heart, along with that crucial kiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So now she had to find ways to create opportunities to spend as much time alone together as possible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, after three years passed and Gemma returned forcefully, she'd probably have no chance at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like that, Sherlock and Hermione walked side by side, leaving two rows of shallow, staggered footprints on the grass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione looked at this scene and smiled with satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Growing fond over time—that's how it works.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What are you smiling about?\" Noticing Hermione's somewhat peculiar smile, Sherlock asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I thought of something happy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Sherlock didn't probe further into the girl's thoughts, but instead got down to business. \"The number of wizards is actually larger than I imagined.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione heard this and, putting aside her private thoughts, nodded in agreement. \"Yes, so many people...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Previously, she had only mastered the theory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire British region had about 3,000 wizards, and worldwide there were fewer than 300,000.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, although the Quidditch World Cup was popular, it wouldn't attract all the world's wizards—half would be remarkable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even with a hundred thousand wizards gathered in one place, the scene was quite spectacular.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of this, Hermione felt somewhat understanding toward the Ministry of Magic—maintaining order for so many people was indeed no easy task.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By this time, those campers who had arrived before last night were gradually waking up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Naturally, families with young children were the first to rise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione suddenly pointed. \"Sherlock, look over there!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They saw a little boy about two years old squatting outside a large pyramid-shaped tent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was holding a wand in his hand, happily poking at a slug on the grass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a result, the slug slowly swelled to the size of a sausage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time Sherlock and Hermione walked in front of him, the boy's mother noticed something was wrong and hurriedly emerged from the tent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this scene, she immediately shouted loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How many times have I told you, Kevin?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You must not—touch—your father's—wand—oh no!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before she finished speaking, she happened to step right on that fat slug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unsurprisingly, the slug exploded with a \"pop.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after Sherlock and Hermione had walked far away, they could still hear her shouting in the quiet air, mixed with the little boy's crying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You stepped on the bug! You stepped on the bug!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sherlock and Hermione couldn't help but exchange glances and smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sherlock, this is my first time seeing such a young wizard!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You've probably never seen a wizard this age before, have you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, I have.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You have? When?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione looked surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I saw a photo at Grimmauld Place.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sherlock briefly explained about the letter Harry's mother Lily had sent to Sirius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing that when Harry was one year old, he could already fly around the house on the toy broomstick Sirius had given him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione couldn't help but laugh. \"No wonder he became the youngest Seeker in a century. His talent was already showing at such a young age.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Really? Then they're not bad either.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione followed Sherlock's gaze and saw young witches about the same age as that two-year-old boy named Kevin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were riding two toy broomsticks, flying low, their feet lightly skimming the dew-covered grass, giggling happily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Magic is really so useful! When I think back to receiving my Hogwarts letter, I still can't believe it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione couldn't help but sigh. She glanced at Sherlock, a complex emotion in her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If I hadn't received that letter delivered by owl, we probably would never have crossed paths in this lifetime!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sherlock didn't catch the relief and gratitude in Hermione's words, explaining very seriously. \"That's not necessarily true.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You mean, even if I weren't a witch, fate might still have brought us together?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that instant, many romantic encounter scenarios appeared in Hermione's mind, but before she could develop these thoughts further, Sherlock defeated them with one sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"With your intelligence, if you engaged in criminal activities, Scotland Yard probably couldn't catch you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that point, the police would inevitably consult me, and that way, we'd know each other, wouldn't we?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione: (ー`ー)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What was I even expecting!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Hermione wanted to find a deserted place and bang her head against the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just then, an adult wizard hurried past them, saying with an unhappy expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Doing this in broad daylight! Their parents are probably sleeping in—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione sighed and took the opportunity to change the subject. \"That's a Ministry employee, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Obviously.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As they continued forward, more and more interesting things began to appear before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Adult wizards began emerging from their tents in waves, starting to make breakfast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But their actions made Sherlock and Hermione unable to suppress their amusement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some wizards looked around furtively, secretly lighting fires with their wands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Others, like Mr. Weasley, were striking matches, but with doubtful expressions on their faces, as if they believed this couldn't possibly work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three African wizards sat together discussing something seriously, all wearing long white robes, roasting something that looked like a wild rabbit over a pile of purple flames.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A group of middle-aged witches sat chatting and laughing, with a glittering banner hung high between their tents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Salem Witches' Institute\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sherlock, can you understand what they're saying?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Sherlock listening attentively, Hermione couldn't help but look surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She had caught fragments of words but couldn't understand a single one, only feeling that everyone sounded very excited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mm, I can roughly understand the meaning.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meeting Hermione's puzzled gaze, Sherlock explained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They're discussing who has better odds in the match between Ireland and Bulgaria.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Most people think it's Ireland, but Bulgaria has a very skilled Seeker who might turn the tide.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You really understood?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dear Hermione, I've said I basically don't lie—unless necessary—and such situations are very, very rare. This clearly isn't one of them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Uh... sorry, I'm not doubting you, I'm just too surprised. What language are they speaking?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Latin, mixed with some dialects and slang, so I can't understand it completely.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wait, Sherlock, you know Latin?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You seem very surprised?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course I'm surprised, you never mentioned it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You never asked.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Fine, well now I'm asking. How many foreign languages do you know?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"French, German, Latin.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You mean, including English, you can speak four languages!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fourteen-year-old boy who was fluent in four languages!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although Hermione had long known Sherlock was a genius, she still hadn't expected there were mysteries about him she didn't know.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, her gaze toward Sherlock was full of surprise and admiration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dear Hermione, you needn't be so surprised.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The corners of Sherlock's mouth curved slightly up. \"For me, my language abilities merely serve my detective work.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Foreign languages... Sherlock, I want to learn foreign languages with you too, even just one more would be great.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione said with some emotion. Just as she was preparing to discuss learning foreign languages with Sherlock in more depth, she suddenly felt something was wrong with her eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everything entering her vision had become a sea of green.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But she quickly realized it wasn't her eyes—she and Sherlock had indeed walked into a green ocean.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the tents were covered with a thick layer of shamrocks, looking like countless oddly-shaped green hills sprouting from the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione was stunned. \"What's... going on?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sherlock was also momentarily surprised, but then chuckled and shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ha... security measures against Muggles—I find that laughable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, among the vast Muggle population, there might be people who liked self-decoration in green like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even Muggles who decorated their tents this way would inevitably attract attention from others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So only wizards could do this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stubborn, self-centered wizards who wouldn't listen to advice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as Sherlock was unconsciously analyzing the personality traits these tent owners possessed, someone suddenly called their names from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey! Sherlock, Hermione!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this voice, even without turning around, Sherlock knew who it was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His roommate—Dean Thomas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Sherlock was well aware he wasn't the owner of this tent, but rather a guest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough, when he turned around, he saw standing beside Dean the tent's true owner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His best friend, also their Gryffindor classmate, nicknamed \"Demolition Expert\"—Seamus Finnigan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Seamus was sitting in front of his shamrock-covered family tent, with a woman with light yellow hair standing beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sherlock took one look and immediately deduced this was his mother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is my mum.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough, the next moment Seamus introduced Sherlock and Hermione to Mrs. Finnigan, while saying with a grin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you like the decorations? Though the Ministry isn't too happy about it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahem, why shouldn't we be able to show our colors?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing her son's words, Mrs. Finnigan said somewhat dissatisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"They should go see how the Bulgarians have covered their tents—I don't know why they're always watching us.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That said, I assume you're all supporting the Irish team, aren't you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having said that much, Sherlock and Hermione finally understood their purpose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were supporting their favorite team—Ireland was represented by the color green.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When her bright eyes were fixed on them, Hermione felt a bit embarrassed and could only go along with Mrs. Finnigan, saying she also supported the Irish team.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In such an atmosphere, she really didn't know how to refuse.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Sherlock beside her immediately provided a textbook example of refusal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't support either side, Mrs. Finnigan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sherlock looked at Seamus's mother and said under her shocked gaze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"First, I came here because I'm interested in world-class Quidditch matches, without any preset position.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second, I don't think your actions will have any positive effect on the team you support.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Third, the Ministry is trying to stop you because your actions have caused difficulties for their normal work, which is wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Bulgaria covering their tents is also wrong. You can't compete with them in a race to the bottom just because they're doing it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You... you... you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mrs. Finnigan was stunned by Sherlock's clear and logical statement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while, she finally reacted, pointing at Sherlock and stammering \"you, you, you\" for a long time without managing to say a complete sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the situation going south, Seamus and Dean grabbed Sherlock from both sides and pulled him away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hermione hurriedly said goodbye to Mrs. Finnigan and ran after them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When she caught up outside, she was surprised to see Seamus and Dean praising Sherlock unrestrainedly, their admiration was practically overflowing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You can read more than 40 chapters on:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>patreon.com\u002FMikeyMuse\u003C\u002Fp>",2040,"2026-06-10T06:27:24.274Z",1,"novelbin.me","9ee305c4a4b54476e6148ee362d8f568b0f6d2b393b613de4d0d27d9977d895a","hp-i-am-sherlock-holmes-chapter-468","hp-i-am-sherlock-holmes-chapter-466",637,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhp-i-am-sherlock-holmes-cover.jpg"]