"Why would I seek far and wide? Such matters as finding criminals and the Chamber of Secrets should be left to professional detectives!" Kaisen suddenly realized that he still had his genius neighbor, Mr. Holmes!
He didn't need to painstakingly study the map at all.....
He was overthinking, overthinking....
No, the map was obtained by him, hungry, climbing eight floors with Dumbledore, so it still needed to be utilized. For example, after someone cracked it, he could use the data to make a 3D version of the Hogwarts map. If he added name-tracking magic, it could even serve as a monitoring device.
As for the location of the Chamber of Secrets, he could directly let Holmes deduce it. Fortunately, England had been relatively quiet these years, and this peaceful life was probably making him restless.
He only needed to modify the terms, for example, changing Hogwarts to some ordinary Castle, the Basilisk to a handgun, Lord Voldemort to a murderer, Myrtle to an ordinary deceased person, and the Chamber of Secrets to the murderer's stronghold.
Finding the Chamber of Secrets would be finding clues within the murderer's stronghold.
As long as everything related to magic was explained in terms that Holmes, an ordinary person, could understand, wouldn't the Chamber of Secrets be revealed?
Having been neighbors with Holmes for so many years, he absolutely had confidence in his deductive abilities.
After all, that level of deduction was basically equivalent to Dumbledore's talent in magic. It could be said that in this era, he was unprecedented, and perhaps there would be no one like him in the future.
And with Holmes's demeanor of being able to solve everything with deduction.....
To be honest, when he first transmigrated, he thought this was a world centered on deduction. After all, if your friend is Holmes, who would have thought that Hogwarts also existed in this world?
After deciding to hand over the task at hand to his beloved neighbor, Kaisen suddenly realized...he had nothing to do.
"???"
Kaisen's subsequent life at Hogwarts could be described as extremely boring.
It was the usual routine of attending classes, eating, and sleeping. Occasionally, he would give Neville Alchemy lessons, and go to the Hogwarts kitchen to cook extra meals with the Hufflepuff Little Wizards.
Time passed day by day, and slowly, Merlin finally put on his white lace pantyhose.
Christmas break arrived, it snowed at Hogwarts, and the Hogwarts Express magic train at Hogsmeade Station once again cosplayed a steam train entering the station.
Kaisen stood by the French window of the alchemy office, gazing at the distant station.
Originally, Neville had planned to stay at school this time, but he was called back by a letter from Longbottom.
Neville had invited Kaisen before, but was rejected again.
And this time, there were genuinely valid reasons, such as finding Lupin, and cracking the exact location of the Chamber of Secrets.
All in all, this Christmas was once again free.
Next, he just needed to find a reason to skip next year's Christmas.....hmm...maybe he wouldn't even need to find a reason.
Under Dumbledore's governance, Hogwarts was a place of outstanding people. Last year, Quirrell appeared, this year, the Basilisk appeared, and it would be absolutely unreasonable if something didn't appear tomorrow.
He didn't need to specifically look for reasons; he just needed to wait and see, and the reasons would present themselves.
Watching the Hogwarts Express leave the platform, Kaisen also put on his overcoat and walked towards Dumbledore's office.
Because he had been idle for several weeks, he only just remembered that Dumbledore had forgotten to give him Lupin's address when he asked him to find Lupin.
Although England couldn't be said to be large, it wasn't something he could measure with his own two feet.
"Cockroach Pile."
The gargoyle moved aside, and Kaisen walked up the stairs to the door of Dumbledore's office and politely knocked.
"..."
...
"No one?" He was a little puzzled, Apparition directly into Dumbledore's office, heading straight for the wine cabinet in the corner.
After taking a few bottles of exquisite red wine and putting them into his ring, he directly sat on Dumbledore's chair.
"Ah.....so comfortable, is this the Principal's privilege?"
"You could say that," said one of the portraits hanging on the Headmaster's office wall.
"Hmm hmm.....was this the same chair when you were Principal? Or was it purchased somewhere?" Kaisen asked with his eyes closed.
"It has the magic of Madam Hufflepuff on it, so naturally, it's not comparable to chairs from outside."
"....Can I take it away?" Kaisen said, revealing his true intentions.
"Unfortunately, no," said one of the Principals.
"Alright."
Although he said so, he still stood up from the chair, lifted it from behind. The chair smoothly left the ground, and then there was a buzzing sound.
Kaisen disappeared, but the chair remained in place, and also made a thud.
"Alright, I thought you were talking about some exaggerated grammar or something, but I didn't expect it to be truly unmovable." He returned to the Headmaster's office and sat back in the Principal's chair.
"This chair has binding magic with the Headmaster's office and cannot leave the Headmaster's office. Of course, perhaps you can apply to Dumbledore for the position of the next Principal; he might give it to you," a portrait suggested, enjoying the spectacle.
"Unfortunately, if I really had that thought, then I should go find the next Principal, McGonagall."
"Then you'll probably have to wait a long time."
"Hmm hmm.....By the way, where did Dumbledore go? Do you know?" Kaisen asked.
"We won't tell you. We can only say that he disappears for a day or two every Christmas," the portraits said.
"Alright....." He revealed the watch on his wrist.
"I should also leave. Farewell, Principals from the history books." Kaisen said, then directly Ender Teleportation, returning to his home on Baker Street.
"I hope they're not working on a case right now, but rather idle at home." Kaisen said, pulling out a large bag from some unknown corner, putting two bottles of wine in it, and heading next door.
Knock knock knock!!!
"Sherlock, open the door! I want gifts, I want more updates!"
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