Sherlock Holmes is a Big Brother [Comprehensive British and American]

I'm Sirius Black, Sirius.I was ashamed to face the dead James and Lily. It was my mistake in judgment that caused them to be killed and little Harry lost his parents.

So I voluntarily entered Azkaban without making any pleas 11 years ago.And 11 years later, when I accidentally caught a glimpse of the Daily Prophet in Fuji's hand, which published photos of the Weasleys' trip to Egypt, I broke out in a cold sweat—the mouse held by Harry's friend was not right. Is it the Armanigues form of Peter Pedillo who betrayed James and Lily? !

I must leave Azkaban, catch the traitor Pediru, and prevent him from harming Harry.

So, I came to the door of the Leaky Cauldron.When I saw the familiar old Tom waving his hands, tears immediately filled my eyes.

"Cappuccino, scan this area, I want all the data in this area - including magnetic field and infrared." A five or six-year-old girl said while fiddling with the red book in her hand.

She walked forward, into the Leaky Cauldron.The two golden braids jumped left and right, and the pair of smart eyes shone with the same light, and I felt a burst of heart palpitations.

It's the palpitations of fear.

I followed her closely until I reached the stone wall leading to Diagon Alley.She should be a bitch wizard, but she typed out the password without thinking, and then walked into Diagon Alley.Suddenly, she said to herself:

"Cappuccino, are you here?"

She seemed to realize something, and then took out a black box from her pocket, a large string of garbled characters was instantly projected in mid-air.

"Yes, king." Another young man's voice sounded.Immediately afterwards, another female voice:

"Christina! You are a wizard too!"

I turned to see Hermione Granger, with Ron Weasley and Harry at her side.

"Hermione, who is she?" Harry pointed at the little girl.

"Christina Holmes, my father is the dentist of his brother Mycroft Holmes. I heard from my father that she received nine professional doctoral certificates from Oxford University at the age of three."

Harry next to him gasped, looking at the little girl named Christina with eyes filled with admiration.Ron looked at Hermione suspiciously.

"It's like you passed OWET with all O at the age of three." Hermione rolled her eyes. "By the way, Christina, why are you here? I remember you..." She paused.

"Five years old," Christina replied.Hermione blushed a little.But I'm leaning toward her because she just doesn't want to waste time on it.

"Then how did you find the entrance to Diagon Alley, and how did you get in!" Ron was obviously taken aback by Hermione's example just now, and asked hesitantly.

Christina looked at Ron lightly, without saying a word.

"Don't be sad, their whole family is like this."

I think Ron was hit harder mentally.

The Weasley family squeezed through the crowd and came towards Harry and the others.Hermione introduced Christina to Molly, and she didn't know which point touched her tears. Her eyes on Christina were instantly filled with love.

"Oh, poor Christina, let's take you to Diagon Alley." Molly hugged Christina warmly.

"Thank you for taking care of the king, Mrs. Weasley." The bass voice suddenly appeared, and several wizards around pulled out their wands and looked around. "I'm the king's cappuccino, I'm everywhere."

"The wizarding world is not covered by magnetic fields." Christina interrupted Cappuccino, frowning slightly, looking not in a good mood.

"It was my negligence, king." The voice was still gentle and calm, even with a hint of a smile.

Mr. and Mrs. Granger then appeared among them. When he saw Christina, Mr. Granger squeezed his bloodless lips. A weapon invented by Gua.

"Mycroft is too confident in Shailene Ford's security work." Christina snorted softly, "He's just a mediocre guy who treats cappuccino like coffee."

"Christina Holmes!" I turned my head and saw a Muggle in a three-piece suit knocking on a black umbrella, standing at the door of Lihen Bookstore, followed by Fudge and Weasley.He has an outstanding temperament and is extremely intelligent.He glanced at me, a smile forming on his lips. "My dear sister, I admit that Shailene Ford's security is poor, but I have to say that this makes your vigilance drop a lot."

"Shutup, Mycroft."

Christina rubbed the brown-haired doll and looked at me with cold eyes.I shuddered and my tail stood up.

"Yes, king." The Cockney accent sounded again.

Then I saw several red spots appear on the man named Mycroft.

"So what's the name of this doll?" Mycroft gripped the black umbrella tightly, tapping the ground rhythmically.He looked around, then seemed to get nothing, and tensed up even more.

"Harriet." She glanced at Harry, who was clutching the hem of his black school robe awkwardly. "MI6 is not yours."

"Is it yours?" Mycroft frowned.

She nodded.

Boy, it's crazy.

I think that's what Mycroft thinks in his heart.

The doll with brown hair and emerald eyes stared at me as if it had a soul.And the two Holmes also turned their heads and looked at me together.

Threat?

Oh, I'm so scared.

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