[Comprehensive British and American] Magic London

Chapter 88 Caught by Sherlock

Harry went to perform the mission of the Order of the Phoenix again. Although the other party didn't say the specific content, he had his own source of information.So...he also already knew about Lucius' mission.

Little Snape, who was well aware of Harry's extreme protectiveness towards him, didn't waste any time trying to convince him, he had already decided to take the initiative to step into this trap. "I can't hide behind Harry forever brewing potions safely." Little Snape smiled, he wanted to and would stand by the side of his beloved with that idiot.

That night, the black-eyed Slytherin boy did not wait for the green-eyed youth who had gone out for a long time, but he was not too worried.He had told Harry about this possibility long before he went out, and the other party would devote more energy to this war in the future.Yes, it is war.

Harry, who was missed by little Sev, was hiding behind the ruins of a building. Beside him was a blood-stained teenager, who was staring at him as if he would disappear suddenly.

Harry was stared at a little hairy, and he took a step back a little helplessly, so the boy's expression became more vigilant.To say that Harry also got off to a bad start today, originally he was just watching the Death Eaters' gathering, but unexpectedly encountered a firefight between Muggle gangs/gangs.As a wizard, Harry originally didn't intend to get involved in this kind of thing. Who knew that he actually saw the Sherlock Holmes he had seen back then.

Seeing that the curly-haired boy was in a critical situation, Harry couldn't hold back and used his armor to protect himself. Who would have thought that Sherlock would immediately sense that there was someone helping him in the dark, so he became even more fearless!

So the later result was obvious, Harry was/forced to rescue the blood-covered boy in the end, but when he fed the healing potion to the comatose boy, that Sherlock Holmes ruthlessly Grabbed/grabbed his own wrist and said, "I finally caught/caught you, Harry."

Harry's eyes widened in surprise. He had wiped Sherlock's memory years/years ago.The gunshots from the pursuit made the two of them have no time to talk about the old days. Harry subconsciously used his body/body to cover the thin body/body beside him, and then helped him up to avoid.

With ordinary people unable to use Apparition, Harry used the Ignore Curse on the two of them, but the blood/smell on Sherlock's body was pungent, and people wandering in the dark/dark world kept chasing after them.

"This can't work, I have to take off the clothes on you." Harry didn't notice that Sherlock had regained his strength, and he still put the other's arm on his shoulders.

Sherlock wished Harry could work some more magic, so he made a gesture of invitation.Then the next moment, he stood naked in the cold wind. "...there's no blood on my panties."

Harry laughed in embarrassment, he took off/take off his coat with great difficulty and disappeared, and then used nearby materials to turn a simple street lamp by the roadside into a long black windbreaker. "Let's make do with this first."

"This is really a wonderful experience." Sherlock took the windbreaker and carefully inspected it for a long time before wrapping the cloth tightly around his body. "How is this done? It's totally against the laws of physics."

The boy's performance left Harry at a loss. What are the laws of physics?

Sherlock rolled his eyes to the sky, clicked his hands and crossed his chest, the vacuum inside did not affect his superiority at all: "I think there are some things you need to explain to me."

Harry scratched his head, and said with a troubled face, "This is not the place to talk."

"Come with me." Sherlock turned his back on customers, grabbed Harry's wrist and started to walk around the streets, and pushed open the wooden door of a family-style restaurant after a while. "Mary, please bring us two light meals."

After sitting at the dining table in the corner, Harry was still hesitating how to speak.He was sure that his magic was right, so how did Sherlock recognize him? !

Taking a sip of coffee leisurely, Sherlock nodded slightly to the waiter, "There is no need for service here." After the other party left, he turned to Harry, "I think you have a way to attract attention Not to our conversation?"

Harry nodded helplessly, he pulled out his wand and cast the Blindfolding Charm and Ignoring Charm.

"So this is your wand?" Sherlock stared at the small wooden stick with glowing eyes, moved his hands forward a little, and resisted the desire to take it and study it.

Harry's eyes narrowed sharply, and he was sure he had never mentioned wands to the boy.So he calmly asked, "Where did you know that?"

"I have my own source of information." Sherlock raised his eyebrows. He inexplicably felt that the young man looked a bit like himself, which was really strange.

Seeing that the other party didn't explain, Harry stood up and was about to leave. The UK is so big, just be careful not to bump into the other party next time.

"Don't!" Sherlock hurriedly dragged Harry back to his seat, and the curiosity in his heart that was about to overflow made him choose to compromise, "My brother/brother is the British government, and I learned about the existence of wizards from him. "

"The British government?" Harry had an expression of not being fooled by me, how could the British government be alone.

Sherlock coughed twice, "Well, my brother/brother is a small employee in the British government/government, with a little power. I used his identity to look through the information for a long time before I found out that you belong to a wizard."

Completely ignoring the grievance in the young man's words, Harry continued to ask, "You shouldn't remember me."

"Hmph." Sherlock immediately changed his skills and said confidently, "You wizards are naive, and you know nothing about technology. The surveillance in front of our house is turned on all the year round, not to mention that I keep a diary habit."

It was only then that Harry realized that it wasn't that his spells weren't perfect, but that technology was hard to defend against.He hadn't been exposed to any of this while at the Dursleys, and the Hogwarts Muggle Studies course was so shallow that even he found it ridiculous.

Seeing that the young man's expression slowed down, Sherlock began to question again and again, "Everything I own belongs to my own rights/rights, including the memory in my brain. When you clear it without permission, it is already Are you ready to bear the compensation if you are discovered?"

The author has something to say: I watched Sherlock wearing a bathrobe in a vacuum for N times and I couldn’t say o(*////▽////*)q