I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 236 Knowing It All PTSD
To be honest, not only Catherine didn't like to listen to Hagrid's lectures, but even Harry, who had a particularly good relationship with Hagrid, didn't like much of it.

It's not that there's something wrong with Hagrid's teaching skills, it's just that children of this age are only thinking about playing.

Louis wasn't all about playing, but he...but he wasn't interested in Fantastic Beasts at all, he swears on the lamp.

Catherine squatted down, and gently pressed the wound around the corpse with her hands in white lace gloves. She frowned slightly, and raised her head to ask, "Are other animals killed in this way?"

"Yes." The female operator nodded to confirm, and she said intentionally or unintentionally: "Well, Sterling Farm is the largest farm around, and the Sterling couple usually have a good reputation, and they often donate to the school in the town , It's a pity that these two good people... oh..."

"Oh." Louis also sighed.

Catherine stood up, pinched Louis' shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Come on, let's go to the scene of the crime, and then go to the farmer's body."

The female operator immediately led them graciously. The operator who was pulling the cordon at the door of the house wanted to stop them, but was stopped by the female operator.

"These two are MI5 agents." She said succinctly, and the operators immediately moved out of the way. One more thing is worse than one less thing. No one wants to have any conflicts with MI5.

Since the scene is fully protected, the furnishings in the house are still exactly the same as when the crime happened.The two white circles on the ground marked where the corpses of the farmer and his wife were originally located. Unlike the cattle pen where there was no blood, the blood here was almost flowing into a small river.

"There was a lot of bleeding." Luis shook his head and commented. At this moment, the chair behind them suddenly moved. Luis looked back and saw that there was no one there, and it was likely that someone in the trio accidentally bumped into it.

Fortunately, the female operator's mind was not there, so the matter was covered up.

"It seems that the murderer broke in through the window." Catherine pointed to the shotgun next to the white circle by the window and said, "It seems that Mr. Sterling, the farmer, has noticed the situation outside. He is standing by the window, holding this shotgun. He yelled to stop the mysterious murderer, but in the end he angered him because he disturbed the murderer, and he was murdered, even his wife was not spared."

"I don't think the murderer came after them..." Catherine added.

"Why do you say that?" Louis asked, raising his eyebrows.

"There's no rush, we'll make a conclusion after we go to see the farmer's body." Catherine curled her lips.

The operators were naturally responsive to the requests of the MI5 agents, and the female operator drove the two of them to the morgue of the police station.The equipment in the British mortuary these days is not bad. On both sides of the wall are push-pull refrigerators, and the corpses of the farmer Sterling and his wife are parked inside.

"It seems that the two are still neighbors after death." Louis said a cold joke in a non-salty way.

Catherine glanced at him, didn't speak, but opened two freezers, inspected them roughly, and then retreated.

"As I guessed, Agent Mountbatten." Catherine curled her index finger and pushed the glasses, feeling like Conan was possessed—but she looked like his mother-in-law, Concubine Eri, "the deceased had heavy scratches on his body." , and there are no bite marks on the body similar to those on farm animals... In this way, my inference is established, and the murderer most likely targeted the farm animals."

"Hmm." Louis nodded, agreeing with Catherine's statement.

After leaving their contact information, the two left the police station and drove to a hotel in the town.The three little ones grabbed the cloak off their bodies and kept fanning themselves.

"It's too hot, this cloak is really suffocating." Hermione complained, and then asked excitedly: "Catherine, how did you deduce so much information from limited information?"

"Ah, I guessed randomly." Catherine smiled irresponsibly: "So Miss Know-It-All—"

"I'm not a know-it-all, don't say it!" Hermione was quite proud of this title at first, but now, when she hears this nickname, she always feels that someone is mocking her.

Some know-it-all PTSD belongs to it. It seems that in the afternoon, Catherine gave her a big blow.

It is true that Hermione, who has always been very confident in her knowledge reserve, was beaten by a pure-blood wizard in terms of Muggle knowledge. It is a normal reaction that she can't accept it.

"Aren't you a know-it-all?" Catherine leaned down and was flush with her face. The two were so close that Hermione could even feel Catherine's breath, and she fell into a panic at a loss for a while. .

"I, I, I... I'm really not..." Hermione whimpered, "Just let me go, Catherine... I'm pitiful enough."

"Hmph." Catherine said with a light smile, "Okay, then I'll let you go, let's go to the hotel and open a few rooms first."

Saying that, she took Louis' arm, turned and walked towards the hotel.

"Tell me, what could be the fault." In the room, Louis asked the three little ones in a low voice.

Three little ones, you look at me, I look at you, no one can tell the difference.

"Could it...could it be some kind of giant bat?" Ron asked cautiously.

Hermione immediately denied his words: "No, it's unlikely, first of all, the scratches are not like what a bat can have, and besides... if it was a bat, Mr. Sterling, the farmer, would definitely shoot first instead of Shout out..."

"You mean werewolves?" Harry asked tentatively, "But werewolves, don't werewolves suck blood?"

"Could it be a vampire?" Ron raised another terrifying possibility.

"Probably not." Catherine said with some hesitation: "The vampire Ron mentioned seems to be somewhat consistent. After all, if it is a humanoid creature, it is also in line with the practice of the farmer to drive away first - but if it is a vampire, why doesn't he To suck the farmers, but to suck the animals? It's a little illogical..."

"Could it be that they have switched to vegetarianism?" Louis hiccupped and said with a smile, "Didn't it mean that vampires would never let go of any chance to suck human blood? They are not good men and women..."

"I don't know about that." Catherine shrugged, put her hand on her forehead and said helplessly, "There are too many unreasonable things in this case...God..."

"If this case is easy to handle, Sister Lian won't be so upset." Louis said with a smile, he took out this year's new Nokia 2110 in his pocket, and called Solanian.

Solanlian's mobile phone was also given to her by Louis when she was parting. After teaching her how to use it, he told her to keep it on and wait for his call.

Soon, the phone was connected.

"Hello? Sister Lian?" Louis asked.

"It's me." There was a heavy electric voice from the phone, but it was Solanian's voice that could be vaguely distinguished.

Louis succinctly stated the suspicious points of the Muggle case, and then he asked emphatically: "Sister Lian, does the case in Jiaoying Village basically match the case in the Muggle world?"

"Yes, it's basically the same, except that someone is missing." Solanlian's voice was a little tired: "Do you have any clues over there?"

"Not yet, if there is, I will definitely tell you." After a few more instructions, Louis hung up the phone.

Catherine sat on the edge of the bed and asked softly, "How is it, what did mother say?"

"The case in Horned Eagle Village is basically consistent with the case in the Muggle world." Louis shrugged: "Both poultry and livestock have been sucked dry of blood, but there is an extra missing girl in the wizarding world."

"Then it seems that the perpetrators should be the same kind of person... the same kind of creature." Hermione said quickly.

Afterwards, the four of them fell into a cold spot.

None of you here are professional detectives. Besides, even professional detectives seem to be useless in the face of such a case in the magic world that is not professionally suited.

"So what now?" Ron asked.

"Wait, let's go out to have a meal first, and then wait here." Louis squeezed his eyes and sighed: "We can only wait for them to commit crimes again, and then find the common ground of the cases."

"No, Deer." Catherine said suddenly: "I remember the female operator once told me that Sterling Farm is the largest farm around. Do you think it is possible..."

"You mean...?" Louis quickly understood, "Criminals will raid the next farm before everyone reacts?"

"Very likely!" Catherine stood up immediately and said to Louis, "Come on, let's go down and find out what other farms are around!"

Louis nodded, followed Catherine out of the room, and the three little ones followed suit.

The owner of the hotel was a talkative middle-aged man. Seeing Louis chatting with him, he immediately hit the snake with the stick and began to talk about everything that could be talked about.

After going around for a long time, Louis finally got the answer he wanted. The Ramsey Farm, more than ten kilometers away, is one of the only farms around the town.

The other is Sterling's farm.

The five drove off and finally arrived at Ramsey Farm before sunset.

In order to appear more realistic, Louis also deliberately put two lightweight shatters on his car, and blew two tires.

It was not too far from the main house of the farm. After walking for about seven or eight minutes, the five of them came to the door.

Louis reached out and knocked on the door. After a while, the door opened, and it was a hale and hearty old man who opened the door.

"Hello, dear sir." Louis said politely, with elegant and impeccable etiquette: "I'm sorry to disturb you at this time, our family's car tire burst on the road, and there are not enough spare tires in the car, so I wanted to ask if you could kindly let us bother you for one night?"

Louis' elegant demeanor instantly dispelled the old man's doubts. He smiled and stretched out his hand to hold Louis's hand, and promised, "No problem, of course no problem, I am the owner of this farm, James Ramsey, Welcome to the five of you."

"Hi, Mr. Ramsey." Louis said with a smile, "I am Louis Mountbatten."

The old man's expression changed, and he asked in surprise, "Louis Mountbatten? What is your relationship with Lord Mountbatten of Windsor Castle...?"

"That's my grandfather." Louis nodded honestly.

"Ah... ah..." Mr. Ramsey shook Louis' hand again, and said excitedly, "You are the grandson of Your Excellency the Commander? My God... I had the honor to serve in Burma during the last World War. At the end of the war, he was promoted to the headquarters as a staff officer because of his military exploits, and he had the honor to work with the Commander..."

"Ah...you are Grandpa's comrade-in-arms?" Louis was also in awe. After all, the old soldier in front of him was also an old soldier who had fought devils, so he should have some respect.

"Of course, of course." Mr. Ramsay suddenly looked at the four people behind him, and quickly called everyone to sit in the room.

He immediately called the servants at home and asked them to prepare dinner for the young master of the old chief's family.

"Since you are grandpa's comrade-in-arms, I'll just say something straight." Louis has always had the habit of beating around the bush, which is not in line with the British. Did you tell me about the case over there?"

"Old Sterling?" Mr. Ramsay nodded: "I heard that just this morning, Lisa... oh, it was the maid hired by my family, she told me about Ramsay Farm The matter, alas...Speaking of it, we are still friends, and the old couple are good people praised by everyone in the town, but it is a pity that this kind of thing happened in their old age. "

As he spoke, Mr. Ramsey began to cross himself, praying for the Sterlings.

As if infected by Mr. Ramsey's tone, Louis said in a low voice, "We're here for this case."

"You... came here for this case?" Old Ramsey seemed a little unresponsive.

"Of course, thanks to some small connections, I have a idle job in MI[-]. It doesn't... I happened to encounter this kind of thing when I was on vacation, and it is also within our scope of authority, so I came to take a look." Louis half Half-true - but he was indeed in MI[-]'s file, but not as an ordinary agent.

"I see." Old Ramsey nodded, and then asked hesitantly, "I heard that the case at Stirling Farm is rather strange. Have you found any clues?"

"A little bit, but not much." Louis sighed softly: "It seems that the murderer didn't go after the Sterlings, but specifically attacked the livestock on their family farm, and finally the murderer took the risk to kill them." What happened to the Sterlings is nothing more than the fact that they discovered the murderer."

"This..." Mr. Ramsey frowned, and he asked with some incomprehension: "I'm sorry, Master Louis, I don't understand the murderer's motive, why is their main purpose to slaughter the livestock on Stirling Farm? "

(End of this chapter)