HP Alternative Conquest

It was not until the next morning that Mrs. Slater found out that none of her sons came back yesterday.

"Believe me, at least Bazel will come back for breakfast." Mr. Slater looked at his wife, "I hope Lucius can change his picky eating habits."

"If he can come back." Mrs. Slater greeted her husband with a good-morning kiss, then shrugged. "Young people's appointments always last beyond their plan."

"Bazel is an exception." Mr. Slater sighed: "Yesterday, Bazel sent me a video. I only saw it this morning. He said that at the observatory, we found that the astrology of our place and the magic world deviated by at least Four coordinates, but they are completely consistent in terms of positioning and trajectory, perhaps this can explain astronomically why people in the two worlds can communicate with each other, but they seem to be irrelevant, and why the positioning on both sides cannot be used universally."

"Wait, he's at the Observatory?" Mrs. Slater asked in surprise after hearing her husband's helpless and serious explanation, "Isn't he dating?"

"If the definition of dating is being around, he is indeed dating, and he is at the observatory with Lucius." Mr. Slater smiled: "I can only say thanks to Bazel for continuing to study astronomy, even though he just For easy exams."

"Maybe it's because Lucius is knowledgeable enough." Mrs. Slater raised her forehead, "I suddenly know why Bazel agreed to Lucius' pursuit."

"Huh?" Mr. Slater blinked, how did this connect?

"Lucius doesn't need him to pamper you." Mrs. Slater said with a smile, "Anyway, I can't accept studying astrology on Valentine's night."

"I still wanted to invite you." Mr. Slater smiled, then looked into his wife's eyes and kissed lightly, "but then I gave up. My Nisa still likes red wine roses."

With a crisp 'crack', Bazel appeared in the restaurant, looked at his bored parents, "Did I come back early?"

"It's just in time for you to come back." Mr. Slater looked at Bazel, "I just saw the video you posted this morning, ahem, don't you think this will make the wizarding world very dangerous?"

"Father, wizards don't mean idiots." Bazel blinked and said, "They also have thousands of years of knowledge, and the power of ancient magic may not be understood by anyone."

"So, all changes can only be made with everyone's common expectation and approval." Bazel blinked, and like all crazy laboratory people, he used illusory explanations to appease those confused hearts. The people who gave him a lot of material.

"Barr—" Mr. Slater expressed his displeasure at being dealt with by his son with such words.

"Breakfast, gentlemen." Mrs. Slater looked at the father and son, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said, "Bazel, don't give up the beans."

"Mom, wizards have a spell called the Vanishing Curse." Bazel said seriously, and then looked at him with squinted eyes and a smile. Mom, "You don't want me to lie to you, do you?"

"Don't be a picky eater, or I'll tell Mycroft I won't give you any support." Mr. Slater, in particular, supported his wife on this point.

"Then your childish bottom line will fall below the historical record. Really, I saw it in the godfather's computer, but Sherlock will always be below you, so don't worry." Bazel snickered.Mr. Slater suddenly missed the little stubborn boy who didn't speak and could only stare when he was a child. It's hard to control the child when he grows up.

After breakfast, Bazel showed Mr. Slater the astrology chart he drew in school. The obvious coordinate shift, and he had studied the history of the magic world, and Bazel, whose tutor was Bathilda, guessed that the shift would cause Gradually increase over time instead of being fixed, but obviously no matter how deep it is, it is beyond the scope of the father and son's research.

"What did Lucius say?"

"He is very sure that no one who has taken astronomy class at Hogwarts will come here to choose to continue their studies in astronomy, but now he is going to ask his astronomy professor back then." Bazel pursed his lips, "From me and Ha Starting from the prophecy made by Lee, astrology prophecy is more attractive than astronomy, not to mention that wizards study astronomy and astrology for arithmetic, divination and prophecy."

"So you learned arithmetic and divination?" Mr. Slater looked at Bazel, still wondering why Harry didn't choose astronomy, which was easier for the exam.

Bazel blinked, "I just took a course when I graduated, and I'm used to astronomy."

"Bazel, I really hope you don't waste your talent." Mr. Slater nodded, then turned to call Mycroft.

Wasting talent?Bazel didn't know why his father said such a sentence, but he knew that this talent was by no means a wizard.

"Dad, someone wants to check Harry's taxes." Bazel, who had just received the notification from Lucius, looked up at his father, "You shouldn't have given him any extra sponsorship, right?"

"Things in the plan." Mr. Slater hung up the phone, "Mycroft said that he deleted the monitoring records of the observatory for you, and you can go there at any time."

The blood on Bazel's neck rose slowly, and then began to drop when he reached his nose. When his complexion recovered, Bazel nodded and said, "Okay, then I'll go there now."

"Good luck." Mr. Slater suddenly became curious about the backup that Mycroft just said, but when the children are older, it is better to give them some privacy, and send it to Bazel as a gift when he is over 80 Alright, which way is the nearest future postal company?

By the way, Harry's taxes.Mr. Slater came over in a daze, he hoped that this kid who was good at taking advantage of loopholes didn't leave any tails behind, "Can Harry get in touch?"

"Sir, Master Harry is at the Grangers' house." Ken replied from the opposite side.Mr. Slater nodded. "Looks like they'll be back for lunch."

In Mycroft's office, Bazel was surprised to see Sherlock, "Long time no see."

"It seems that you had a good time last night." Sherlock looked at Bazel, "There is still time to go home and have breakfast."

"It's a family tradition." About the weekend.Bazel shrugged and looked at Sherlock helplessly.

"Looks like we should have a family tradition too." Mycroft came out from behind the bookshelf, a box of candy in his hand.

"Ah, I have a good suggestion for this, such as not having Christmas." Sherlock held his cheekbones with his fingers, and said in a slightly mocking tone.

"I agree." Bazel nodded, Christmas took up a lot of unnecessary time.McCoff looked at the two, cleared his throat and said, "We'll discuss this later."

"The last time Sherlock and his little doctor met an astronomer with good professional knowledge when they solved the case." Mycroft smiled and said, "It's just that we can't let her know the real purpose, so this matter has to be handed over to her." Let Sherlock do it."

"The reason." Sherlock pursed his lips into a straight line and looked at Mycroft.

Mycroft looked at Bazel and nodded.Bazel was in a daze for a moment, and then snapped his fingers. Three seconds later, Alger appeared with a package that was heavy enough, and inside were neat banknotes, "commission money."

Mycroft shook his head, smiling at his godson who didn't have a tacit understanding with him.Bazel blinked, "The experiment is impossible."

"I just borrowed one of the instruments." Sherlock turned to look at Bazel, ""deal"

"Good luck." Mycroft waved his hand to his brother who left, then looked at Bazel and said, "He took an experiment material that doesn't belong here, so—"

"Understood, it's guaranteed to be intact." The corner of Bazel's mouth twitched, what did Sherlock do again?