[Comprehensive] Captive villain BOSS

Krum, who was thinking about how to talk to Hermione, suddenly heard this sentence: "..."

Sherlock pulled the corner of his lips and shot back: "What about the dress I gave you? I thought you would wear it."

Krum: "..." The British speak so hard to understand!Is it popular to send women's clothing to boys this Christmas? ?

"Unfortunately, our understanding of each other's hobbies seems to be a little off." Moriarty retorted, "I thought you were more willing to dance women's steps? After all, your appearance and heart are so inconsistent?"

"Wonderful, your looks match your insides, and I love how you look in dresses. Do you need me to remind you who's really at a disadvantage?"

"Ha... In that case, I don't mind letting you recall the scene on the cliff."

Krum was completely dizzy, and turned to look for Hermione's translator.

Speaking of the cliff, Sherlock's expression finally changed.He said with a half-smile: "Dear Jim, I don't think you'd be willing to force me to show the other side again."

Moriarty bared his teeth: "Why not? It would be great to learn to tell the truth, dear Sherlock."

The two of them stared at each other for a minute, and the students finally walked into the auditorium.Professor McGonagall asked the warriors to line up two by two and follow her in.

The warriors were seated at a round table in front of them.The round table was big enough to accommodate twenty people.The auditorium has been decorated in advance, and there is a Christmas atmosphere everywhere, which is a little different from the past.Mr. Crouch wasn't here today, and his assistant, Ron's older brother Percy, took his place.He and Harry had a good chat, but Harry was a bit reluctant.Harry's female companion, a rather pretty brunette, had been tempted to interrupt their conversation, but held back in the end.

Moriarty suddenly had a mischievous idea.He touched Sherlock, and said with a smile: "Let's make a bet, Sherlock, if whoever loses, whoever dances will have to dance?"

Sherlock didn't raise his eyes: "There is no need to bet, I will definitely lose."

Moriarty made a face at him. "Coward."

"You would propose a bet. You have prepared at least four questions in your hand based on the choices I might have. Each question has different options, and all of this is based on extremely unequal information—I am Crazy or stupid, why do you agree to make a bet that you will definitely lose? You made this proposal only because you have already determined that you can dance women's steps." Sherlock said calmly, turning his head and smiling brightly at him , stuffed a piece of steak into Moriarty's mouth: "It tastes good."

Moriarty puffed up his cheeks.

Bagman heard their conversation, and winked at Dumbledore for a while: "It's good to be young, when I was in school..."

Dumbledore seemed a little absent-minded, shaking the pumpkin juice in the glass, not knowing what he was thinking.

While Hogwarts is having the Yule Ball, the rest of the UK is also festive.And Grimmauld Place has an unexpected visitor in this festive season.When the door was opened and a very down-and-out figure walked in, Walburga couldn't believe his eyes.

The visitor turned on the light with ease, threw the luggage on the ground, turned his eyes around the hall, and landed on Walburga: "It was cleaned very well, I thought Kreacher would be unwilling to leave after you left." It's time to work... Mom."

Walburga screamed hysterically.

She insulted the person in front of her with the most vicious words she could think of, as ferocious as a lunatic.If she could jump out of the portrait, she could really strangle this evil son to death.But the person who came turned a blind eye to her hateful eyes, and pulled the curtain on the portrait with force, blocking all her curses inside.The house became quiet again, he threw his luggage at the door and started calling: "Kreacher!"

He didn't find Kreacher.

Sirius was a little surprised by this, he thought that Kreacher would not leave this house... just like he thought that Kreacher would give up cleaning up this dark and cold "home".He turned around, and all the portraits he encountered looked at him with contempt and disdain, or simply ignored them.After thinking about it, he had no choice but to go back to the hall and opened the curtain on his mother's portrait.

Walburga's incessant invective sounded again.Sirius couldn't wait for her to finish, and snapped, "Shut up! Listen, I didn't come here to humiliate..."

"Bastard! Prodigal son! The evil seed I gave birth to..."

"Shut up! You horrible old hag!" roared Sirius, drawing the curtain again.He lost the composure he had when he first entered the door, and walked up and down the house restlessly.He went around the whole house, and found the room that Kreacher had tidied up very well and the basement that was decorated as a potion laboratory... He tried to calm himself down, told himself to be a little patient, and then came to Wolverine again. In front of Erbuga's portrait: "...I heard that Regulus had a son, is it true?"

Walburga suddenly stopped speaking and remained silent.Sirius said: "Of course, there is no place for me in the Black family..." He smiled sarcastically, "I don't need to inherit this... family, it would be great for me to have a new heir for both of us. I've heard about him..."

Walburga laughed harshly, and stared at Sirius with vicious eyes: "Sinister... scum... why didn't you die outside..."

Sirius was irritated again: "You think I just want to come back here! This dirty, disgusting..."

But he immediately stopped talking, and asked instead: "Whose child is James Moriarty? Don't try to lie to me, if he is really Regulus' child, even if he is my child, It is impossible for you to let him bear a Muggle surname... Ando has been expelled from the family long ago, and Narcissa cannot have another child without telling Lucius... There is only one conclusion left, I just Came back to ask you for proof."

Walburga just sneered, and muttered curses to Sirius again.Sirius looked around for a week and asked, "Is no one willing to reply to me? Then I'll go to Kreacher, who can always get the answer..."

The portraits just had their eyes dimmed like a sleepy one, and no one answered his words.Sirius picked up his luggage, turned around and was about to walk out the gate.Behind him, Walburga suddenly murmured: "The Dark Lord is back! Sooner or later he will..."

The following words were drowned in a string of ravings.Sirius stood where he was, thought for a moment, picked up his luggage, and disappeared into the cold wind again.

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The scene that took place in the remote old house of Black is unknown.When Sirius was walking in the home where he had been away for many years, the warriors were facing a challenging task-leading the dance.Cedric and Qiu Zhang are more natural. After all, their affection for each other is enough to offset some discomfort. The other couples have their own troubles... Furong doesn't like her at all. Dancing partner, Krum couldn't help being a little embarrassed when facing Hermione, Harry was even more stiff like a puppet, Sherlock and Moriarty... the atmosphere between them seemed more intense than when they first entered the arena. Weird.If the two of them were like a couple who had conflicts before, they felt sweet and contradictory; after stepping on the dance floor, they looked like old friends who had known each other for many years, with tender eyes in their eyes, that is to say It's not awkward...

...I always feel that there is a hidden murderous intention?

The Weird Sisters, a famous group in the wizarding world who were invited to help out, came on stage and began to play a slow and sad dance music.The warriors walked in first, and as they began to move to the tune, others entered the dance floor.

Of all the dancers, there was nothing around Moriarty and Sherlock.Everyone seems to be deliberately avoiding them, but they can't help but pay attention to what they are dancing, resulting in a strange circle - there are many people crowded around, but no pair of dancers are close to them. place.

Moriarty chose the female step.

In fact, there are many dance steps for him and Sherlock to choose from, many of which are suitable for same-sex dances.But both he and Sherlock ignored the matter together.It is a matter of course for them to choose the other party as their dance partner... because no matter who appears in the sight of the other, the other person will instantly become dull and colorless, and will not arouse any interest in them.

No, no, no...that seems too absolute.It should be said that for these two freaks who lack moral sense and empathy, only the other party can arouse the little romantic feelings in their hearts...not only understanding, but also blending and rising.As long as you start the game, there will be a steady stream of fun... Everyone wants to kill the other party, but everyone is arrogant and contemptuous, and they regard the other party as a bright color that will definitely be crushed by themselves.Moriarty can wait 20 years for a suitable game opportunity, and Sherlock can also enjoy himself for three years with just a phantom in his head... Whether it is incomprehensible or suspicious, these are ordinary people. What does it have to do with the two of them?

They saluted each other with the courteous manners of aristocrats in and out of court in the Middle Ages.The expression is serious, the face is proud, and the pupils are full of excited flames. They are still children, but they look like two gentlemen in their prime.Their dance steps are impeccable, but it makes people feel like duelists who draw their swords chicly.When the first song was over, the onlookers felt unfinished, but found that the tense atmosphere between them suddenly disappeared. The two first graders who left the dance floor hand in hand seemed very close, as if they were once again together. Lovely young couple.

The students from the other two schools were basically dumbfounded.One student couldn't help muttering: "...Is this really still a first grade?"

...Mom, I don't know why I suddenly feel that the British are so scary! ! !

The author has something to say: It’s shameless to admit that I’m stuck in this chapter. xx The meme about the Christmas ball is really good. Everyone has written it... In the end, I picked up the first season and watched half of the episodes before finishing it [ Wiping tears] Writing is so interesting...