Crystal's temporary residence in Hogwarts was set up at Hagrid's hut, but it was not Hagrid but Sherlock who took care of the crystal.
In fact, Sherlock only needed three meals a day to come over and prepare fodder for the crystal.
Sherlock will only eat the fodder crystals he has taken.
As for what Hagrid had prepared, she ignored it.
In order not to affect Crystal's eating status and allow him to recover as quickly as possible, Sherlock had no choice but to come to Hagrid's cabin in the morning, noon and evening every day.
After leaving there in the evening and returning to the Slytherin common room, Sherlock waited quietly alone until half past nine in the evening.
In a blink of an eye, it was already half past nine in the evening.
Sherlock walked out of the dormitory alone, passed through the Slytherin common room burning with green warm flames, and followed the staggered and undulating suspended stairs in the castle to the third floor.
The third floor was The four Harrys had been waiting for a long time, and their sister Asinsha stood gracefully among them.
"There was a small situation.
We met Neville halfway, but luckily nothing unexpected happened.
Neville has been taken care of by Axinsha."
Harry pushed up his glasses and said to Sherlock.
Sherlock looked at his sister Axinsha.
Unexpectedly, the person who petrified Neville this time was not Hermione but Axinsha.
Sherlock nodded and said, "Good job.
Did you use the petrification spell?"
"I didn't use the Electric Serpent Spark Charm.
Since you taught me this spell after I came back from the Forbidden Forest last time, I really wanted to use it once, but I grasped the power and just stunned Neville.
That’s all.”
Asinsha stuck out her tongue, and Sherlock shook his head helplessly, thinking pitifully for Neville, his sister was a bit cruel in comparison.
Together with Sherlock, the five of them walked towards their destination.
At the entrance of the stairs on the fourth floor, they were about to step on the stairs when suddenly Peeves floated towards them.
Seeing Sherlock and his party, the next second, Peeves opened his mouth.
Sherlock took out his wand and let out a faint sound.
Red light shot out from the wand, and Peeves' already wide-open mouth was suddenly closed, and he struggled in the air and flew in another direction.
A few seconds later, they arrived outside the four-armed corridor, and the door had been opened a crack.
"Well, I saw it."
Harry whispered, "It seems that the person has successfully passed Lu Wei."
Seeing the half-open door, they seemed to realize more clearly what they were about to face.
As the door creaked, a low barking sound immediately sounded in their ears.
Lu Wei looked at the four uninvited guests in front of him, with a ferocious look in his violent eyes.
A harp that had fallen to the ground in the open space not far away indicated that the people who had passed in front had obviously left for a long time.
Harry picked up Hagrid's flute, put it to his mouth, and started playing.
He was playing out of tune, but as soon as he blew the first note, the big dog's eyes began to droop.
Harry blew almost nonstop.
Slowly, the big dog's barking stopped.
It swayed a few times, its knees softened and it knelt down.
Then it plopped down on the floor and fell into a deep sleep.
"Keep blowing, don't stop," Ron reminded Harry, and at the same time, the five of them started walking towards the trap door.
As they approached the three huge heads, they could feel the hot, smelly breath of the big dogs.
Sherlock opened the trap door, and there was a dark, bottomless space inside.
The light in the room seemed to be completely absorbed when it reached it, and the field of vision was unknown.
"You go down first."
Sherlock looked at Ron and Hermione and motioned to them.
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Axinsha was going to follow him, Harry was still playing the flute, and Lu Wei's three big heads were lying down in a daze.
In the open space.
Ron jumped down first, and after a while, Ron's hoarse voice sounded inside.
"No problem," he yelled toward the hole, which now looked like just a blob of light the size of a postage stamp.
"It's a soft landing, you can jump now" Then Hermione jumped down, and Sherlock took Harry's flute.
During the few seconds when the music stopped, the big dog roared again and began to twist, but as soon as Sherlock played the flute, it started again.
Fell into a deep sleep.
Harry climbed over the big dog and looked through the hole.
There is no bottom below.
After a moment's pause, Harry jumped in after him.
While playing the flute, Sherlock retreated to the trap door.
Sherlock put down the flute, turned around, pulled Asinsha, closed the trap door, and jumped into the darkness, with Lu Wei's head above his head.
The roar was still close to their ears, and they all jumped into a soft existence.
"Honestly, it's a blessing to have this bunch of plants spread out here," Ron said.
"What a blessing" Hermione screamed.
"Look at you" She jumped up and struggled toward a damp wall.
The reason why she struggled like this was because as soon as she landed, the plant stretched out snake-like tendrils and wrapped around her ankles.
"Don't struggle."
Sherlock reminded them, "This is a devil's net.
The more you struggle, the tighter it will become.
Just relax and he will let go automatically.
"As a demonstration to them, the devil's net around Sherlock slowly let go as if it had lost its target, sending Sherlock to solid ground.
Sherlock stretched out his hand to catch his sister who fell after him.
"Thank you, brother.
It's a blessing that you are here."
Sherlock nodded.
Hermione and Harry obviously understood very well.
As their bodies relaxed, the devil's net around them loosened, and they fell directly to the ground.
But the difference was that Harry landed on his butt, while Hermione fell directly into Sherlock's arms.
"Thank you, thank you, Mr.
Sherlock."
Feeling the other person's strong chest, Hermione's face turned as red as an apple.
Fortunately, the place was dark and no one noticed this.
Asinsha helped her standing on the ground.
Hermione, while the other person was still feeling the warmth in Sherlock's arms.
"Help me."
Ron was entangled in the increasingly dense devil's net.
It was obviously difficult for him to relax his body in this situation.
Sherlock reluctantly pulled out the golden wand, and a blazing flame shot out from the wand.
Like the dark and moist devil's net, they avoided it from both sides as if they encountered a natural enemy.
Ron struggled out of the dense devil's net. , fell to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.
"Daddy, daddy, this place is really humid."
The flame that Sherlock released just now was Prometheus.
A small sun-like fireball appeared in the dark basement, immediately lighting up the nearby environment.
However, anywhere there was water and moisture, Prometheus would dislike.
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"Prometheus, clear the way for me in front."
"Yes dad."
Prometheus flew forward, lighting up the surrounding area.
There is a stone corridor in front of it, and outside the field of vision, except for the cold ground and the stone walls on both sides, there is nothing unknown
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