[Comprehensive British and American] The owner is not good

Diagon Alley, England.

Everyone followed in the footsteps of the Hogwarts vice-principal to a tavern. Men and women in robes came and went with different expressions, greasy tables, and dirty wine glasses, forming a vivid bar scene.

Seeing this scene, Mycroft's eyelids twitched first. He didn't expect that there were such unsanitary storefronts in London under his control. His first reaction was that the police had some loopholes.

In fact, Big Holmes really wronged his men.

First of all, not to mention the concealment of this bar, I don’t know how many dozen Muggle-repelling spells were thrown, and a few ordinary policemen probably didn’t even set foot in the door, and were hypnotized in a daze.

"Tsk, why, another occupational disease?" Seeing Mycroft's embarrassing expression, Dana slammed his mouth in displeasure and said.

Unexpectedly, when he heard this sentence, his expression immediately returned to normal, and he glanced at the gloating Dana before turning around and following the pace of the person in front.The Tuliu man blinked his gray-blue eyes and stayed where he was, realizing that he was being ignored, and he was not angry, instead, the gloating expression on his face became more profound.

Only those who are familiar with him understand that the silent Mycroft is the beginning of the real bad mood.

It was a rare opportunity to laugh at the other party, and Dana naturally didn't want to let it go, so he shamelessly leaned in front of the other party along the way, and said something to be beaten with a playful smile.

Big Sherlock Holmes' handsome face became more and more tense, and his temperament became more and more cold and hard. Except for the culprit who was still around him, the others were already far away.

Tom Riddle also packed up his mood and stayed beside Sherlock.At present, the young boy is looking at Dana Lawrence who angered Mycroft with admiration. He is indeed an expert in death. He just said yesterday that the nanny washed the clothes very well, and he will come to provoke the nanny from today. .

The whole thing didn't come to an end until Dumbledore led everyone through the bar and came to Diagon Alley.

Dana Lawrence: "..." Shocked by the scene in front of me, I couldn't speak.

That's a path.

It was made of stone slabs, the surface was very smooth, and the wet and slippery moss between the gaps was full of water vapor and twisted.

There are various shops on both sides of the road. There are wizards, men and women with children coming and going. Some of them look like Hogwarts professors. The children beside them are wearing real clothes. They are little Muggle wizards.

"The wizard robes need to go to Madam Malkin's robe shop, the wand is also next to her shop, oh, and buy another pet, of course, now we have to buy some robes for our little wizard." Dumbledore Lido stopped, pointed to the shop in front of him and said.

Madam Mojin's gown store...

A few words were engraved crookedly on the unknown wooden board, roughly wrapped with copper wire a few times, and then hung up. When the wind blew, it made a piercing sound, and everyone was afraid that it would fall off at any time.

"Madame Malkin's craftsmanship is very good, all the new little wizard robes are made by him!" Everyone had different expressions, only Dumbledore introduced the robe shop with a smile.

Mycroft's brows frowned even tighter. He estimated that if there were flies, they would be crushed to death. A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his blue eyes, and then his face turned expressionless again.Now the image of the wizarding world in the mind of Sherlock Holmes has been marked with a big red cross.

On the contrary, Sherlock stared intently at the dazzling array of shops next to him. Pets with strange shapes were kept in cages, books flew in the air and made creepy screams, and a cauldron filled with fluorescent liquid burst out from time to time. , and then exploded, the portraits in the glass windows were placed neatly, and the people in the portraits were talking to each other and evaluating the passing pedestrians.

"Hey, look, the Muggles over there are really good-looking. Isn't that the leader, Professor Dumbledore? Is he going to pick up the little wizard?" The person in the portrait on the left is wearing a worn-out wizard robe Witch, she talked with her companions in a very surprised tone, and what she said was about Dana and his party.

Well, he was talking about Sherlock Holmes, with a tall and straight figure, handsome features, and a cold temperament, which fits the aesthetics of some witches.

"Don't make a fuss, Mary! Dumbledore is a professor at Hogwarts. Compared with the man you mentioned, I prefer the man with long black hair next to him. He looks so beautiful!" Her companion flipped Rolling eyes, Dumbledore is not a handsome wizard, it is difficult for them to be interested, after all, the latter... Well, the appearance is a bit lacking.

This time we are talking about our shop owner, Dana Lawrence, who has handsome and bewitching facial features, and gray-blue eyes that are very rare for the portraits, so he naturally got very good comments.

"Oh, the little wizard looks cute too. When he grows up, the wizarding world will definitely have another heartthrob!" another portrait interjected.

Well, Tom Riddle was also dragged into the water, but children always have some privileges. For example, the portraits may discuss the man's 'ability', while for the little wizard, it is more encouraging.

The voices of the portraits were not low, and some wizards who came and went heard them naturally, and their eyes fell on a group of people not far away.

Mycroft's face darkened further.

Dana Lawrence's face froze when he heard this, and he moved involuntarily towards Hannibal, and moved again.

The consulting detective's light-colored eyes widened even further.

He had never seen these talking portraits before, his pale face was a little rosy because of the excitement, and he seemed eager to snatch those portraits and take them back to study the specific composition.

At this moment, Dumbledore pushed open the door of the robe shop, followed by Mycroft and Tom Riddle.As soon as they entered the door, the chubby witch greeted them with a smile and asked Tom Riddle to come forward and measure the size.

Dana was also about to follow, when he caught sight of something out of the corner of his eye, stepped back a few steps, and silently raised his hand.

"Let's go, what are you looking for? When your nephew is finished learning, go back and make one for you!" Dana slapped Sherlock, who was in a desire for research, to wake him up. The latter clutched the place where he was beaten, and looked at him displeased.

Dana stared back immediately.

Sherlock turned his head awkwardly, unwilling to look at him.

The gray-blue-eyed man sneered, and walked towards the robe shop.

That's right, he deliberately didn't let Sherlock continue to study. Let's not talk about the power of the portrait, but he is sure that Sherlock has lethality. If he did something to hurt himself in order to study the portrait, his brother would definitely Can destroy the wizarding world.

The gown shop is very small, with various fabrics occupying most of the storefront, and the rest is a large long table covered with rags. There is only a small window in the room at the end of the long table, slightly Light came through.

"Good afternoon, Professor Dumbledore, good afternoon, gentlemen!" The chubby witch struggled to take out the tape measure from the pile of fabrics, and greeted everyone with a smile.

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Malkin, please take care of the new little wizard's clothes, which are still the same as in previous years!" Dumbledore also introduced happily.

"Oh, of course, this little wizard is really handsome." Madam Malkin smiled and praised Tom Riddle's appearance.

Mrs. Malkin signaled Tom Riddle to sit on the chair in front of her, and then the tape measure in her hand was automatically wrapped around it. The black-haired boy's body froze, and he couldn't help it, as if reaching out his hand to move his body to where it shouldn't go. Drill the measuring tape and throw it.

"Clap!"

Dumbledore clapped his hands, attracting everyone's attention.

"Okay, parents, you have to go out and buy some other items for your children. Of course, you have to go to Gringotts to get a vault first, and there will always be some Galleons in it." Dumbledore explained the next step skillfully for everyone. Actions.

Dana and Sherlock also came in from the outside, and upon hearing the old man's words, they turned to meet Hannibal and Mycroft's eyes.

……

After a long period of discussion.

It was finally decided that Hannibal would stay with Tom Riddle, Mycroft went to Gringotts to exchange for Galleons, Dana went to buy some other things, and as for Sherlock...in order to prevent him from running around, he followed Dana Lawrence went shopping.

In short, everything is happy, Sherlock has no self-consciousness that he is a trouble, on the contrary, he is very excited when he thinks that he can go to all kinds of shops.

They acted as soon as they said they would act, and the three of them prepared to discuss it, and planned to go to Gringotts first, and then act on their own, but Dumbledore was pulled over by them.

A silence.

Only the hiss of the tape measure against the fabric of the brunette.

Hannibal watched the backs of the four people disappear before his eyes, and then looked around, sitting on a sofa that was obviously reserved for waiting guests, and naturally an elegant and gentlemanly temperament came out, which provoked Tom Riddle's measurement Mrs. Malkin glanced at it from time to time.

"Aren't you going?" It was Tom Riddle who was speaking, holding the measuring tape with one hand, and lowering his head to ask Hannibal.

He originally thought that Sherlock would stay with him, but Dana took the latter away and left him a big devil.

"He asked me to accompany you!" Hannibal said casually, his gray-brown eyes looked in an unknown direction, unable to see his emotions clearly.

Both of them knew who this 'he' was.

I don't know if it's because the two have been to Little Hangleton Village before, but Dana always likes to bring the two together, obviously the latter will not see each other unless they can see each other.And now, once Tom Riddle fell into a depression, Hannibal would basically pass by, and he didn't know what method he used. When the latter appeared in front of Dana again, it was no different from before.

Mrs. Malkin was doing her own thing very quietly, without interfering. If you don't pay attention, you can even ignore her level.