[Comprehensive British and American] How agents solve the single problem

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Phoebe was really terrified.

The young girl hugged him, shaking like a sieve.Merlin wanted her to be a cat, and at this moment, even her tail would have blown up.

The white cat had only lived in his house for a few months, and Phoebe was an adult cat, and no one knew what kind of life it lived before meeting Merlin—he had long suspected that Phoebe had been hurt by a wizard, Now it seems that I am afraid it is true.

"Okay, girl," Merlin had to say to appease, "look at me."

"That's her, I know it's—"

"Phoebe, look at me."

Merlin's voice sank.

The girl trembled instinctively again.

He rarely spoke to Phoebe commandingly, but it worked.The girl who couldn't control herself raised her head. She even let go of the hand that was tightly wrapping around Merlin. She stepped back with her left foot and opened the distance, showing a posture of being ready to escape at any time.

Fortunately, Phoebe relaxed when she met Merlin's gaze.

Because Merlin's tone was solemn, but his eyes were still calm and peaceful.

"Listen to me, Phoebe," Merlin continued, "every room in the store is equipped with cameras, and there are no dead spots. Not only that, there are no less than five places in each room where self-defense weapons are hidden. As long as she is around, I'm not leaving you, I know where the weapons are, you're safe, trust me, okay?"

Merlin's eyes are always hidden behind the black frame, many people don't notice how bright his eyes are.

But Phoebe noticed that she had loved Merlin's brown-green eyes since she was a white cat.

She looked into Merlin's eyes and nodded slowly.

Merlin raised the corner of his mouth slightly, it was hard to detect, but when he spoke again, his tone had already softened.

"Very well, you've calmed down," he said, placing his hand on the nape of Phoebe's neck. "Girl, now tell me what's going on."

Phoebe clenched her fists.

Fortunately, she didn't continue to be nervous, instead of fear was anger: "Specimen!"

Merlin: "What?"

Phoebe: "She, she caught animals and stuffed them! I saw it with my own eyes."

Merlin: "..."

Thank goodness he hadn't taken Phoebe to Harry's house before.Otherwise, seeing his butterfly specimens all over the wall and the remains of Mr. Pickle, Phoebe would have to have nightmares for several days.

To a human it's nothing, but to a cat it's no different than a serial killer who flays people.

But as smart as Merlin, of course he wouldn't let go of his worries just because of this.

"Where did you meet her?" Merlin continued to ask.

"Natural History Museum."

A museum open to ordinary people, it seems that Millie Saint is also a wizard in contact with contemporary society.She might even be on the staff of the museum, that would be easy, there was nothing on record that Merlin couldn't find.

"I see," he thought for a moment, "I will contact Professor McGonagall and let Sirius come next time, what do you think?"

"Ah."

"That--"

Before he could finish his sentence, Phoebe grabbed Merlin's sleeve.

"Don't, don't go," the girl begged, "Merlin!"

Although Merlin wanted to know when, where, and how Phoebe saw what the witch did, and what he saw, his experience in dealing with traumatic experiences told him that the last thing he could do at this time was to let Phoebe recount her memories. matter.

He also knew that it was best to be with her now, but the witch was still waiting.

Fortunately, Merlin was not alone in the Kingsman store on Savile Row.

He brought Phoebe to Harry, and under the suspicious gaze of the current Arthur, he tapped on the mirror frame, and the mural in the office suddenly switched to the surveillance downstairs, and the witch Millie Center had no idea that she was under surveillance. next, chatting cordially with the tailor.

Phoebe:!

"You can see me from it," he pointed to the surveillance screen, "and I can also see the surveillance video in the glasses. If something happens, I will come back as soon as possible, and Harry will protect you."

"What happened?" Harry asked.

"This lady has a little bit of a time with Phoebe," Merlin explained, "and a little bit of a time with the white cat."

Friends for many years are not for nothing.Although Merlin didn't explain it thoroughly, Harry already got the general idea when it came to this.

He nodded slightly: "People who are not friendly to animals should indeed be vigilant."

"That's right!" Phoebe said angrily.

It seems that Merlin has to thank Miss Bobby of the Golden Circle for blowing up Harry's apartment and his specimens.

He walked to the first floor with complicated emotions. After the witch Millie Saint saw him, she immediately stood up from the sofa.

"Mr. Merlin."

"I'm sorry, ma'am," Merlin explained, "Phoebe is very sensitive to magic."

"It's ok."

Millie Center looked understanding.

"Professor McGonagall just told me that Phoebe has some wand resistance," she began, "I didn't expect it to be this serious."

"Actually..."

When the words came to his lips, Merlin suddenly stopped.

Witch: "What?"

Merlin: "Actually, I didn't expect that either."

He was going to say that it's actually the fact that you're a taxidermist at the museum that scares Phoebe.But Merlin thought about it again, he didn't know what Phoebe had seen, what if the specific situation was more serious than this.

"If there is a next time, please invite Mr. Black." Merlin changed the subject and kept it a secret. "At least he has met Phoebe many times, so he is an acquaintance."

"no problem."

The witch responded quickly, but Merlin didn't miss the disappointment on her face.

"I just heard that a cat has turned into a human, and I was very curious," she responded, "so I volunteered. Since Phoebe doesn't like this little change, then forget it, it's just, uh."

Merlin tilted his head obliviously.

The blond witch hesitated for a moment, subconsciously glanced at the tailor behind the counter, and then lowered her voice.

"You know how rare Phoebe's case is for wizards," Millie Saint said sincerely, "If you can, I hope you can tell me about Phoebe's life."

"You can leave your email address."

"No, no," the witch's eyes widened, and then she laughed, "It's best face to face, maybe at night?"

Merlin: "..."

He wiped his forehead: "I think it's still—"

"--no!"

The following words came to an abrupt end after Phoebe's voice sounded in Merlin's glasses.

Of course the girl's voice came from the surveillance camera upstairs, and she said angrily: "No no no no, Merlin is mine!!! I hate her!!!"

Merlin immediately laughed.

He can imagine Phoebe's current state without calling up the screen.The girl must have stood up angrily, clenching her fists and being on guard, like a white cat when it goes hunting.

At least she's not scared now, which is a good thing.

Witch: "Sir?"

Merlin: "It's fine."

He ignored Phoebe's words and looked up at the witch, who still didn't let go of the proposal just now: "How?"

Merlin couldn't help thinking.

Millie Saint was, in good conscience, a rather pretty lady, blond, tall, elegant and agreeable.But at this juncture, she wants to ask him out?

Intuition told Merlin that there was a problem, and things might not be as simple as Phoebe expressed.And the most direct way to prove this is to keep in touch with this witch.

Many factors swirled in Merlin's mind, and then he nodded: "Yes, you decide the location, ma'am."

There was a tinkling sound from the glasses, and there was a sound of something falling to the ground.

Then came Harry's still unhurried voice: "Merlin, allow me to remind you, you have to solve the trouble you caused by yourself."