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

Dark night, bright stars.

On the high tower, who is singing?

I am the lost one,

In Avalon, I ask for nothing. [1]

"Brainyisthenewsexy."

The girl stepped out of the shadows and looked up at me.The moonlight in the Forbidden Forest was shining brightly, and scattered on the cold land like pieces of silver. Her eyes reflected an unusual silver light, like a silver flame burning.

Silverblaze.

"Who are you!" I was very irritable and yelled as if I was irritated.As soon as I lowered my head, I realized a terrifying thing - I have no shadow, I am now a soul body.

"Christina Holmes." She tossed up what was in her hand and grabbed it again.It was a strangely shaped ring with quaint magic lines on it, but it was obviously not her style.

This style is also very unSlytherin.

Several wizards dressed as Death Eaters looked around in a panic, looking for something anxiously, some even took out their wands and kept reciting the Flying Charm silently.

"The stupid devil will eventually be eliminated by the long river of history. The continuation of the fairy tale requires the survival of the devil."

She said a lot of inexplicable words, and then took out a series of Horcruxes such as Ravenclaw's crown, Hufflepuff's gold cup, and Slytherin's locket from her pocket. trembling.

I felt uncontrollable fear, my eyes were bloodshot, and I stared at Christina like a hungry wolf, as if I would eat her if she was not careful.

"Don't think too much, it's just that you're dead, this story can't continue." She put the ring on her hand and rubbed it repeatedly.As if she had made up her mind, she raised her hands flat and spread her fingers apart, like a witch observing a crystal ball, and muttered a lot of words that I couldn't understand.

My soul feels fuller than ever.

She mixed the soul I sent to the Horcrux together again!

"What are you doing!" I scratched at nothing, feeling the abundant magic power in my body.The Death Eaters were still hanging around, spinning around like headless flies.

"As I said, there must be a villain in a fairy tale—this is what brother Jim told me." Christina rubbed her eyes, and the silver flame became brighter. "Stand farther away."

I was silent for a moment and took a step back.

She is quick and gifted, and the golden circle appears almost immediately in front of us.This is obviously not a wizard's trick, this is a kind of magic system that I have never heard of before, and I greedily look at this mysterious and unpredictable everything.

"Follow me," said Christina Holmes, stepping into the circle, and turning to me.I gripped my wand tightly and squinted at her.

"That's very curious, isn't it, Miss Holmes?" I said, with a definite purpose.

I want to take her for my own use.

"Please don't dream of your age, Dark Lord," she replied.

I stepped into the circle and looked around carefully.Medieval style, gorgeous furniture, simple atmosphere, blue veils hanging down, and cashmere carpets embroidered with complicated and delicate patterns.It's not hard to guess where this is.

The scenery outside the window confirmed my guess.

—Hogwarts, obviously.

"Why did you bring me to Hogwarts?" As the incompleteness of my soul was almost completed, my emotions gradually stabilized, and my rationality gradually returned.

"I want you to survive." She sat on the sofa in the room, holding a doll in her hand. "Cappuccino, projection."

A flash of blue light flashed, and the phantom of the castle gradually appeared in front of me.

"I analyzed the structure of Hogwarts Castle, and the magnetic field at 41.43952 degrees north-east is relatively weak."

"My dear sister, why didn't you hold Mr. Riddle's BJD ball joint puppet today? It seems that something unexpected happened to you too." A fat man in a Muggle suit opened the door and walked in with The black umbrella he was leaning on hit the tiles in the entrance, and the sound was particularly crisp.

I looked at him, eyes full of doubt and vigilance.

"My humble servant is just a small employee of the British government." He answered my doubts, just raised his eyebrows, showing the smile I saw on Dumbledore's face many years ago.

Christina's hesitation seemed to amused him, but the next sentence froze his smile on his face, and of course mine froze.

"...Mycroft, do you have some misunderstandings about my aesthetics?"

My inner barrage is like this:

I'm so angry, but I still have to keep smiling.

The author has something to say:

[1] This means that Merlin was cursed by a woman who had entangled with him, and was trapped in a claustrophobic tower in the wilderness of Avalon, with only one small window to see the outside world.After seeing the ending of King Arthur, I lamented that the person who liberated her from her obsession was not simple.While sighing, he sent his familiar Cathy Paluge out of the small window of the claustrophobic tower.

I used the background of fgo :)

The next winter vacation is also more predestined.