The Witch of Baker Street

Mo Han forced a smile at Barton, "This is a long story, let's go upstairs and tell it."

Although Sherlock and John were not there, there was Mrs. Hudson downstairs.She didn't tell Mrs. Hudson about her past, and she just thought of herself as an ordinary girl, Sherlock's sister.

There is no need to let her know so much, the less you know, the more you can protect her. This is the unanimous decision of the three of them.

As for John, he's Sherlock's mate.Even if it is hidden from him now, he will still want to know in the end.What's more, Sherlock had already told him.

At that time, Mo Han asked Barton to stay, but in fact, it was just impulsive at first.As soon as my mind became hot and my mind became confused, I followed my intuition, and now I can only confess to him.

The two went to Mo Han's room together, Mo Han dragged out a large wooden box from under the bed, and put the sword in it.

Pushing the wooden box back under the bed, Mo Han stood up and looked around, scratching his hair a little embarrassedly.

"My room is rather messy, you can sit anywhere."

She has never been very good at tidying the room, she likes to put everything everywhere.It would be much more convenient for her to use, but now all the places where she should be sitting are full of things.There were no chairs in the room, and the only emergency bed was covered with her books, snacks, and clothes, and there were a lot of dolls on the floor.

Barton has seen many chaotic rooms, such as Stark's basement.He believed that without Pepper and Jarvis, Stark's room would be as messy as his basement.

But it's the first time I've seen a girl's room so messy, at least in his previous knowledge, it's neatly organized like Natasha's, it looks like someone with obsessive-compulsive disorder has come here The room should be a girl's.

But at least they cleaned up a few dolls, and then piled up the books scattered on the bed and put them on the table. The two of them sat down relatively smoothly.

As soon as they sat down, the two fell silent again.

Button was waiting for Mo Han to speak, but Mo Han didn't know where to start.

After a while, Mohan's faint voice drifted into Barton's ears.

"I am an orphan. I was thrown at the gate of the orphanage when I was three months old. I don't know who my parents are, but I know that my appearance is very different from other children. According to the nuns in the orphanage According to the saying, I should be of Chinese descent. Because at that time, I was wearing the small clothes that children in Chinatown in China often wear, and there were two characters embroidered on it—Mo Han.”

"Is that your Chinese name?" Barton continued following Mo Han's pause.

Mo Han nodded, "That's what the nun said, this is the only thing left by my biological parents. I like this name very much, so generally close friends and relatives will call me Momo.

Growing up in an orphanage until I was three years old, I was adopted by my mother.It is said that my mother fell in love with me immediately, and insisted on taking me home despite my being a Chinese.My adoptive father, Baron Holmes, whom I had never met, passed away very early. My mother lived alone with my two older brothers. She wanted a girl very much, so she took a fancy to me.

In the days that followed, my mother gave me a maternal love I had never experienced, and my elder brother Mycroft was more like a father because I was nearly 20 years older than me.As for Shelly, that was a real source of pain.I can't count how many fights I've had with him. It can be said that our relationship was built up through constant fights.This kind of life didn't end until I was 11 years old. "

At this point, Mo Han paused, "Your S.H.I.E.L.D. materials must be more detailed than what I said, right?"

Barton nodded, "Basically the same."

Mo Han smiled meaningfully, "The next thing will definitely be different from what's in your files."

Barton raised his eyebrows, expressing that he was all ears.

"On my 11th birthday, I got a letter, a letter from an owl. It was from a school of wizardry called Hogwarts, and it said I was a witch."

"Witch?" Barton frowned habitually, "This is indeed different from our records."

According to their information, she went to junior high school and high school like ordinary children. After graduating from high school, she went to China to study for two years, and then returned to the UK to start university studies.

Speaking of witches, some fairy tales he had heard in his childhood faintly appeared in Barton's mind, "The kind of person who rides a broom and holds a crystal ball for divination?"

"No, it's not." Mohan laughed because of Barton's idea, "Although we can also fly on broomsticks and use crystal balls for divination-in fact, I don't think this is useful. We will not use candy houses to deceive children , let alone catch and eat children. We learned a lot, spells, divination, transfiguration, potions, etc. In short, we had to learn all the abilities of wizards you can imagine. But at the time we did not I know exactly what this is. Although Mitch said that there is indeed such a magic academy in the UK, I don’t believe it. I didn’t believe it until I followed the professor who came to guide me to that magical place——

I, an abandoned Chinese baby on British soil, really am a witch. "

Mo Han smiled, the last sentence was accompanied by a bitter and self-deprecating smile, which made Button's heart that was still in shock suddenly twitch.

"The old man who was here just now is the headmaster of Hogwarts. He has a high authority in the wizarding world. Hogwarts is a seven-year boarding school with four colleges in total. I was assigned to a school named He Chippech's college, the dean of the college is our professor of herbalism. I am best at herbalism and potion science, and I am also good at spells. During the seven years at Hogwarts, I was very happy every day , I like it very much. It's just that my comfortable life was broken when a man entered our school when I was in fifth grade. His name is Harry Potter, and he is a legend in the wizarding world. Almost like your Avengers , people all over the world know you, and the whole wizarding world knows him. Because when he was young, he defeated the lord of the so-called dark side of the wizarding world - the Dark Lord. Since he appeared, a lot has happened in the school Dangerous things that should not have happened. In an accident, Dumbledore discovered that I possessed a unique gift."

"Unique talent?" Barton turned his head, "What talent?"

Mo Han stretched out her right hand and slowly clenched it into a fist. Suddenly, a puff of blue smoke floated from her hand.The smoke changed into different shapes, but it always lingered above her right hand.

"I have the ability to heal people. No matter how badly the person is injured, I can restore him to the original state. Even if he has stopped breathing, I can still revive him."

"...You mean, you have the ability to resurrect people?"

Barton couldn't believe it, how could this ability that only existed in fairy tales appear in real life?Even Thor as Thor, or even his father Odin couldn't do it.

"It's only half an hour." Mo Han withdrew his hand, and the cloud of blue smoke also disappeared into the air. "I can heal within half an hour of death or injury. After half an hour, I can't do anything."

"That's why your principal asked you to save someone." Button immediately thought of the conversation just now.

"Yes." Mo Han nodded, "If the war starts, death and injury are inevitable."

"Who is that person?" Barton hesitated to ask this question. He was curious from the beginning, but finally he couldn't resist his inner impulse to ask.

Mo Han froze for a moment, but recovered quickly.He casually took a teddy bear at hand, squeezed its ear and explained in a light tone, "It was the professor who came to lead me into the wizarding world, his name was Severus Snape (Severus Snape), he was in Hogwarts Here's to teaching Potions."

"He..." Barton didn't know what he wanted to say, but he swallowed the words in the end.

Mo Han didn't seem to be aware of his intentions, and just followed her instructions.She seemed reluctant to bring up the subject of this professor.She could clearly feel that this person was special to her, but she took it lightly.

"Later... Later, some unpleasant things happened. Dumbledore kept persuading me to leave the wizarding world first, because these things spread all over the place quickly, and even involved Professor Snape being involved in an unscrupulous crime. Good old stuff. Eventually I heeded this advice and shortly after I got home I went to China, learned Chinese there and traveled a lot of the land. Then I met a group of friends and started going with them Travel, as an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., you should have heard of Doctor, right?"

"Doctor?" Barton was not used to the speed at which Mohan changed the subject so quickly at first, but then he thought of the person called Doctor.

He nodded, "According to the confidential files in the bureau, he is not a human being, but a race called the Time Lord. He has been traveling through the universe, and at the same time has the task of protecting the earth."

"I traveled with him, and later I met another girl named Rose." When mentioning this topic, a relaxed smile appeared on the corner of Mo Han's mouth, "I traveled with them in every corner of the universe, and after watching Many, many interesting and exciting things. We were also there in your New York battle and helped a little. You probably don’t know it. I can really see a lot by following the doctor. I saw some things that were hidden from me. It is also these that slowly pulled me out of the original loss and despair, and I returned to my current appearance.

The time and space shuttle disrupted my timeline, and I don't know how long I stayed in the universe with the doctor.I returned to real life two years ago, when my mother was seriously ill and could no longer support the family business, Mickey called me home, and I started studying at the University of Westminster. "

Mo Han put the teddy bear on his lap aside, with a relaxed expression, "Okay, my story is over, is it still good?"