[Comprehensive British and American] Magic London

Chapter 90 Unrecoverable Emotions

He didn't want to expand the wizards' war to the Muggle world, but corresponding reminders and assistance were also necessary.It's just that the current Ministry of Magic/Minister obviously doesn't feel that the situation has reached such a critical moment. That person is trying his best to maintain the illusion of peace on the surface of the wizarding world.

If you can take this opportunity to get in touch with the upper echelons of the Muggle world... Thinking of this, Dumbledore's smile became more kind and gentle.

Harry shuddered, always feeling that the elder in front of him smiled like a fox with several tails flicking behind him, and he himself was the little chick who was about to be counted!At this time, Harry misses Hermione very much, thinking things are really not suitable for him!But it is also very good to have little Sif to help me think now! ~

In less than two days, little Snape worked out the antidote to forgetfulness. He made full use of the alchemy magic circle on the cauldron.The effect of the antidote is achievable, but there are some side effects... The scheming Slytherin boy was not guilty at all, and directly sent the potion bottle to Harry with an owl.

Having received an important task, Harry didn't have time to meet little Sif, so he took the antidote bitterly and disapparated. Of course, before that, he confirmed the meeting location with Sherlock Holmes through a small typewriter.

Because of the surprise reunion with Harry, Sherlock did not go out to cause trouble these two days. His brother/brother Mycroft Holmes was amazed at his brother/brother's rare obedience, so he/intentionally pampered him. Next, the other party stole the personal key.

Having achieved his goal, Sherlock immediately restrained his smile, ran back to his room and locked the door to read the information after a few casual sentences.Previously, he focused on the wizard's information, but this time he suddenly looked at those "incredible cases" that were classified as confidential.

The moment the small typewriter squeaked, Sherlock immediately turned his attention to it, and saw that letters began to appear on the parchment-like paper.

"Location?" Sherlock thought for a while, and settled on the small restaurant where Harry took him to dinner, so he quickly typed the address.He ran downstairs stunned, and saw McCoff was sitting in the living room eating donuts with his legs crossed, so Sherlock ran over with a sweet smile, "Brother/Brother, I have something to go out for."

Mycroft raised his eyebrows questioningly, and accepted his younger brother's embrace. He nodded and agreed without asking any further questions.It's just that after Sherlock went out, he picked up the phone/phone beside him and pressed a series of numbers, "Protect him, and if he loses it again, he will go back to the training camp by himself." Touching/returning the key in his pocket, someone under the younger brother's control The corners of his lips curled up, "Sherlock is still so awkwardly cute."

Harry, who used magic, was naturally the first person to arrive at the place. As soon as he arrived at the door, he remembered that he had been here before, so he also sat in the same seat as before.

When Sherlock arrived, he saw Harry sitting in a corner and looking at him with a smile. He subconsciously responded with a smile and walked over quickly. "I didn't expect to hear from you so soon."

"I think you must be very impatient." Harry took out the antidote from his robe and put it on the table, and the boy picked it up the next second.

"Amazing." Sherlock tried his best to restrain his urge to take this small potion for testing. He shook the bottle slightly. Stop, place the medicine bottle on the table and start to carefully observe the shape and density of the foam that appears.

Harry tilted his head slightly to hide his smile, Sherlock is very similar to little Sif in this respect, they are both cute!

After satisfying part of his curiosity, Sherlock uncorked the bottle and asked, "How much do you need to drink?" It would be nice if there was only half left, so that he could do a few more experiments that he had planned in his mind.

"All." Harry replied quickly.As the boss of a Muggle pharmaceutical company, he is well aware of how much information can be obtained through experiments, and the young man in front of him is obviously a master.

When Sherlock was holding his head and groaning in pain because the potion took effect, Harry laid Sherlock flat on the seat, and decisively disappeared the crystal bottle that held the potion tightly. , because of the spell he cast around them before, their anomalies were not noticed by the waiters.

"Harry." Sherlock sat up again, as if all kinds of memories had been poured into his mind, he opened his eyes and looked at the young man whose appearance hadn't changed at all, and the concern in his eyes had also remained the same, but... he remembered Can't get the original mood. "You look exactly the same as you did years/years ago."

"Uh..." Harry was stunned for a moment, and realized this fact belatedly, "Wizards live longer than ordinary people, so they age slower."

Sherlock didn't ask again about this point, it was slightly involved in the materials he saw. "My memory came back, but I didn't have the emotion at that time. Is this normal?"

Of course Harry didn't know about this, but he always supported little Sif's potion level, so he said very firmly: "Yes."

Sherlock felt something was wrong, but he didn't have relevant evidence, so it was a pleasant surprise that he could easily recover his memory.

Seeing that the young man's mood had stabilized, Harry began to get into today's topic. He knew that Sherlock was very interested in various cases, so he chose an event/event that was also getting a lot of attention in the Muggle world to start talking about... …

As the young man talked, Sherlock's eyes became brighter and brighter.He was concerned about this case/case, and when Harry mentioned it at this time, he finally figured out the reason for those sense of disobedience. "Is this kind of behavior legal in the eyes of you wizards? Your Ministry of Magic doesn't care?"

Harry scratched his head in embarrassment. He didn't expect Sherlock to know about the Ministry of Magic, but it would be easier for the next plan. "Now that the wizarding world is in a state of war, the Ministry of Magic cannot fully control/control these illegal activities."

"Then what do you need?" Sherlock was very keen, "Even if I recover my memory, you don't need to tell these things."

"Yes." Harry smiled reassuringly, he was indeed no match for the scheming, so he chose to be honest, "The wise man behind me wants to cooperate with your brother."

"Wise man?" Sherlock was very interested in this title. He thought for a while and nodded, then stepped out of the protective circle of the spell and waved to a young man in a suit and leather shoes who was eating in the hall.

"Sir?" The gentleman wearing gold-rimmed glasses asked suspiciously.

The author has something to say:

HP: Strange, Hermione clearly said that the antidote to forgetfulness can restore emotions...

SS: I see you are in a hurry, so I improved it

HP: Sif is amazing! ~(≧▽≦)/~

SS: (tsk, I must be influenced by idiots)