[Comprehensive] Daily life of the Dark Lord

Today was Harry's holiday, so McCoff put off all the things at hand and went to the station to pick him up in person.As soon as I arrived, I saw my goldfish brother whispering with two little ghosts at the gate of the station. It didn't seem like he was saying anything good.

Mycroft walked over with a smile. Tom noticed someone approaching, so he ended the conversation with Harry and looked up at the person who was walking.

"Harry." Mycroft smiled at the person who looked at him critically, and then called his goldfish brother.

Harry turned his head stiffly when he heard the familiar voice, he hadn't dealt with the two people in front of him, why did McCoff come here?Why is it Mycroft who came to pick him up, not dear Daddy and Mommy.

Didn't it mean that Mycroft has been very busy with his studies since he entered university?Although it is the Christmas holiday, why does the other party have the mood to condescend to pick him up from school in person?He doesn't want to see each other at all, this world is not scientific at all.

Mycroft, who had no idea what his goldfish brother was thinking, still maintained a perfect and just right smile.Although he can easily understand the thoughts of goldfish, he can't think about these things all the time. It would be bad if he becomes a goldfish.

"I'll take you home." Mycroft said gently to Harry.

Hearing McCoff say this was even worse for Harry. He didn't want the other party to take him home at all, because he really didn't want the other party to casually draw out a secret that he didn't want to say.Sitting next to a mobile polygraph machine plus a truth machine doesn't feel good at all.What's more, there are two big troubles around him.

Seeing Harry whose expression instantly changed into a rabbit upon hearing these words, McCoff suddenly had a strange sense of accomplishment in his heart.Speaking of which, the younger brother in front of him is a little more interesting to play than Sherlock.

Harry saw Mycroft's gradually becoming kind face, and with the memory of his infancy, he instantly understood what the other party was thinking, and shouted helplessly in his heart, my brother is not for playing.However, on the surface, he still maintains a well-behaved calm.

"These two are my classmates, they want to spend Christmas with me." Harry said weakly, and then glanced at the interest that flashed in Mycroft's eyes, he said embarrassedly, "But I I don't think it's convenient, and I'm about to turn them down."

"Hello, we are Harry's friends." Tom extended his hand of friendship in a timely manner.

Mycroft shook hands with the other party politely, and made the most basic judgment in an instant.Two well-educated men who had been in high positions.Just estimating the ages of the two, and Harry said that the other party is his classmate, so how did the two underage children occupy high positions?The answer is simple isn't it?

Tom, who didn't know that he fell off in one round, looked down at Harry and continued, "If it's inconvenient, forget it. We are asking too much, even though we are orphans and have nowhere to go this Christmas .But I really shouldn't ask so much. You are our best friend, Harry, and I wish you a Merry Christmas in advance."

"Sorry to bother you." Abu added in a low voice, and followed Tom to leave.

"Goodbye," said Tom and the other two Holmes present, before leaving.

"Wait." Mycroft stopped the two people who wanted to leave, and said to Harry, "In any case, they are all your classmates. It's normal to spend Christmas together. It's not troublesome."

Seeing that Mycroft took the initiative to keep people, the hope in Harry's eyes was instantly shattered. He especially hoped that the Dark Lord and Malfoy in front of him would understand that they had lost their horses.

"Thank you." Tom smiled back.

Although he had doubts before, it was not until he saw the real person that he understood how difficult the person said was difficult.But no matter how he is a wizard, a matter that can be solved in a moment of forgetting, does not need an Imperius Curse at all.

Mycroft looked at Harry's freshly baked best friend and smiled.He knew that unexpected things would happen when he came to pick up Harry, but two wizards who might have traveled through space were really a good harvest.

Christmas this year is finally worth looking forward to.All five people at the scene except Harry felt good about this decision.

After returning home, Harry repeatedly wanted to remind the stupid Dark Lord that Mycroft knew about time travel, but he never found the opportunity.Both Mycroft and Sherlock looked at those two people like they were looking at a mouse, without stopping for a moment.

Tom coped with the other party's temptation with ease, and was even able to test Mycroft and Sherlock in turn.Now even without Harry's reminder, he has discovered the abnormality of the other party. At this time, it depends on who is more skilled.However, if the two are about the same age, the answer must be McCoff, but who made Tom live more than ten years longer than the other party?

Christmas is still a peaceful Christmas, eating, sleeping and receiving presents.After Christmas, Tom and Abu left Holmes' home.

Looking at the two people who left early, Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why are you so nervous? They're not your friends." Sensing Harry's nervousness, Mycroft asked curiously.

Harry said in surprise, "You can even see that?" Of course he and Tom weren't exactly friends.

"Obviously, they don't know anything about you." Sherlock said disgustedly.

Harry curled his lips, noncommittal to what the other party said.

Mycroft asked casually, "Who caused your time travel?"

"How do you know it's not them?" Harry replied in surprise, the surprise turned into horror after he realized it, the corners of his mouth twitched and he asked again, "How do you know they're just like me?"

"Maybe it's because I know everything." Mycroft shrugged casually and answered, getting Harry's more frightened expression as he wished and Sherlock's sneer unexpectedly.

Sherlock sneered and said mockingly, "Of course it's inferred from behavior. Could it be the sixth sense? As for omniscience, do you really believe it?"

Feeling that he was being mocked, Harry silently twitched the corners of his mouth and remained silent.

"Very well, it seems that you have improved and can understand sarcasm."

Harry felt that if possible, he really wanted to cast a spell on the person in front of him, preferably a Suppression Spell or something like that. Considering the timeliness of the Suppression Spell, it would be even better if it was permanent.

But looking at Mycroft who was still waiting for an answer, Harry could only say, "Another wave of people." He answered truthfully, after all, he had personally experienced how difficult it is to lie in front of this person things.

"When will you introduce me?" Mycroft replied with interest.

"Yes, if there is a chance, I will definitely bring him back." Thinking of another Dark Lord who was also interested in Mycroft, Harry felt that this was a good suggestion.It would be even better if the other Dark Lord could casually give Mycroft a Silencing Curse or something.

After getting a satisfactory answer, Mycroft left contentedly.

"Did you learn any new spells at school?" Seeing Mycroft leaving, Sherlock, who had no idea that he was hated, approached and asked.

"Shall I show you?" Harry said enthusiastically.

Sherlock sensed the other party's ill intentions, but he still dared to dedicate himself to science, so he nodded and said, "Okay."

Harry raised his wand enthusiastically, and then cast a silence spell on the other party, and the problem was solved perfectly.

Mycroft, who hadn't seen Sherlock speak all afternoon, gave him a surprised look, and then asked, "You're really quiet today."

Harry next to Sherlock coughed awkwardly and said, "Sherlock wants to experiment with this spell."

"What spell?" Mycroft asked curiously.

"Speaking curse."

"It's a good spell." Mycroft looked at Sherlock who was very well-behaved when he was silent, and nodded appreciatively.The younger brother is still cuter when he doesn't talk.

Sherlock cast a cold glance at Mycroft, then resumed his meal.After all, he wanted to fully experience the spell, and he couldn't finish it before the spell expired. He glanced at the time, and it was good that there was less than half an hour left.

"Why are there just three of us tonight?" Harry felt really insecure with these two sitting next to him.

"Because Daddy and Mommy have been to the world of two people." Mycroft poked the pizza on his plate depressedly, "You wash the dishes later."

Harry froze for a moment, then asked, "Me?"

"Ah."

"Mummy said it's your turn today, Mycroft." Harry said dissatisfied.

"I'll give the money."

"Child labor is illegal."

Mycroft glanced at the aggrieved Harry with a smile and replied, "Parents are not here, you can use magic. I seem to remember a spell to clean it up."

Harry silently lowered his head, rolled his eyes where the other party couldn't see, then obediently went to clean up the kitchen, and demanded a huge amount of compensation from the other party.

"Magic is really practical." Mycroft looked at the newly cleaned kitchen and said admiringly.

Seeing the interest in each other's eyes, Harry silently prayed that the Dark Lord could take them out of this world as soon as possible.

On the other side, Zhang Jiayu, Miao An, and Severus, who was in a state of soul, sneaked into Potter's ancestral house.

"Come on, Severus." Zhang Jiayu whispered while holding the Soul Resurrection Stone in his hand.

Hearing what the other party said, Miao An couldn't hold back a burst of laughter.

"Be quiet, don't let anyone find out." Severus glanced at the kid next to him with contempt.

Miao An suppressed a smile and nodded, watching Severus slowly drifting into the distance, he turned his head and said to Zhang Jiayu, "Why did I have the feeling that you regarded Severus as a Pokemon just now?" .”

"It's easy to say." Zhang Jiayu smiled meaningfully.