sherlock holmes brother
Chapter 102 Chapter 2
Snape had overestimated his endurance, and after just a week, he was fed up with Tobias coming home drunk every day and he activated the Portkey.If it was said that Snape still had some expectations for his parents, then he had no idea at all when he knew that Tobia would die and Irene would go with him in his memory—there was no such thing as the two of them anyway. He cared about him, why should he torment himself for them.
"Master Wilton and Master Jim's guests are here!" The shrill voice of the house-elf made Snape frown uncontrollably. He really didn't like such excitable creatures.
"Welcome, my dear Sif~" As soon as he entered the door, Snape heard another voice that made him feel dizzy. Only Murray could call him dear and call him Sev regardless of his wishes. Artie is gone.But as far as their current relationship is concerned, he has no way to deal with him at all. Snape still remembers the tragedy brought about by the few times of resistance, especially if Moriarty's acting habit is hooked up, he can't wait to do it Go see Merlin in a second.
Thinking about it this way, the peacock that attracts bees and butterflies all day long in the Malfoy family is still useful, at least Moriarty prefers to target Lucius when he is present.
Wilton caught him in his arms, and sat on the couch. After they signed the contract, Wilton's true nature was gradually exposed to Snape and Lucius—small-minded, wicked, no one except him. Everything but Moriarty lacks identity, the standard Two-Face.
"I can't get in touch with dear little Luke without you, oh, it makes me so sad to think that poor little Luke is enduring loneliness by himself while we're happily together," Moriarty said exaggeratedly. His body movements are like those of a comedian, "If it wasn't for him to be comforted by little Sif through the double-sided mirror, I'm afraid his hair will be forked next time we meet."
Snape looked at Moriarty, who was excellent in singing and writing, and for a moment was glad that Lucius was not there.Who doesn't know that the young master loves his hair as much as his life. In their communication yesterday, Lucius pestered him to read a formula, saying that it was the best hair conditioner on the market.For the sake of the other party's full authority to provide experimental equipment and materials, Snape finally reluctantly agreed. As for the fact that Lucius contacted him almost every day from the holiday, there was no need to tell others.
"Holiday plans." Snape took a sip of the black tea brought by the house elf, and had to admit that the standard of living was also one of the reasons why he activated the Portkey earlier.
"There's a potion lab in the basement, you can arrange it yourself. I'll go out with Jim tomorrow, and Tom can use it for you." Wilton snapped his fingers, and the house-elf trembled excitedly, "Tom...Tom must Will take good care of the guests!"
Snape couldn't help shaking when he heard the house-elf's name, his face was contorted badly, and it took him a long time to say, "...Tom?"
"Tom is such a good name, it sounds much better than Goo Goo and Dolly," Moriarty squinted his eyes with a smile, "Actually, I hesitated between Tom and Riddle, Riddle is a bit too complicated Well, Tom still sounds kind."
Kind...kindness...kindness... Snape's fingers holding the white porcelain cup tightened, isn't it "kindness", the snake-faced black wizard he saw in that memory reappeared in front of him, Snape just couldn't ignore the fact that the real name of the future Dark Lord had appeared on a house-elf.For a moment, Snape felt that he could completely understand the other's hatred for his name.
"The third floor is not open for the time being. Your room is on the second floor on the right hand side. You can ask Tom for the rest of the stuff. I'm sure Tom will be willing to serve you." Wilton was afraid that he was not strong enough, so he said Inside and outside the mouth a "Tom".
But at this time, the house elf was so excited because of the master's affirmation in front of the guests, its tennis-ball eyes filled with tears, "It's Tom's honor to serve the little wizard, oh, the master affirmed Tom, Tom couldn't be happier!!!"
"I'll go back to the room first." Snape got up and left directly. For the first time, he began to consider whether he should find a way to learn Occlumency in advance. The "ability" after Wilton and Moriarty was not something he could handle at all. living.Or... maybe he should find a way to get Malfoy over here, probably the sociable Malfoy would be happy to face the couple.
Lucius, who was talking to his father in the study of Malfoy's house, sneezed without warning. He thought he was probably the heir to the Platinum family who was missed by someone again. He didn't expect that before he abducted Snape The other party is already calculating his use value.
After setting up Snape, Wilton and Moriarty went directly to the airport. Although it was not common for two 11-year-old children to travel alone, as long as the procedures were complete, no one would meddle in their business.Naturally, Wilton and Moriarty easily traveled from England to Germany, and another target of this vacation lives in Nurmengard. Yes, from the very beginning, Wilton's most promising support was not Mal Fu, but the self-imprisoned first-generation Dark Lord.
"That's it?" Moriarty frowned and looked at the dilapidated buildings in front of him, it was really hard to agree with the taste of the first generation Dark Lord.
"The tall tower in the middle." Wilton looked at the prison that was said to be built by Gellert himself, took out a candlestick from his bag, and threw a fluorescent flash on it with a second-hand wand in a low voice.In an instant, the scene in front of Wilton and Moriarty changed. Countless light blue, light red and light green lines appeared in the open space and air of Nurmengard, and even pale white lines appeared on the castle. texture.
"The Thief's Guide? It's a good name." Moriarty thinks this is the most interesting place in this world. There are endless props, only you can't think of them, and you can't do them.And imagination is exactly what he lacks the most.
"We don't have much time." Wilton held up the candlestick in his hand. The black magic item they scavenged from Knockturn Alley sounded a bit tasteless - the magic vein traveled by the surrounding magic circle after a fluorescent flash. It will be shown that before the candle burns out, it can effectively guide the thieves to avoid.
"As expected of Nurmengard." Moriarty blew a whistle, look at those intricate magic veins, no wonder this place is called the two largest prisons in Europe along with Azkaban.His light brown eyes quickly searched the gaps in the magic veins, "Honey, over there." He pointed in a direction, and sure enough, in a remote corner, the magic veins were quite sparse, it can be said that except for Nurmengard's own Defensive magic circle, almost no other defensive magic.
"Never underestimate the wisdom of the Dark Lords one by one. Just think about the British one who has been split seven times. In terms of backhands, they will always be ahead of everyone." Wilton said with some sarcasm It means that Rao is "imprisoned|imprisoned" in Nurmengard while leaving a way out for himself. To whom is Gellert Grindelwald showing this?
Drilling through those sparse magical veins, Wilton and Moriarty stood under a huge stone wall.Moriarty took out a piece of C4□ from his robe, glued a heart shape on the wall with childlike innocence, and drew a smiling face in the middle.The huge roar passed, and there was only a small opening on the stone wall that only allowed one person to enter and exit.But that was enough for Wilton and Moriarty, one after the other, the two entered Nurmengard.
As a prison with the same reputation as Azkaban, Nurmengard's security is really not worthy of its reputation - there are no dementors, no guards, and there is not even a decent warning spell in the dark corridor. "This is really Rapunzel." Moriarty raised the corners of his mouth, and his interest in this first-generation Dark Lord has diminished in his heart. Such a character who is willing to restrain his hands and feet is not to his liking. It turned out that his opponent, now his second brother is interesting to consult the detective.
"Love can conquer everything." Wilton glanced at his lover and continued to move towards the tall tower in the middle.
"Tsk tsk." Moriarty pursed his lips. He still remembered what he said when he and Wilton first met. In fact, those words are still valid today - if you make me feel bored, I will kill you Bar.
It didn't take long for the two of them to stand at the door of the room on the top floor of the tower. Seeing the surrounding environment that was obviously more bleak than other places in Nurmengard, both Wilton and Moriarty raised their eyebrows, " Wilton Polk and Jim Moriarty are visiting from England." Even through the wooden door, Wilton still gave a standard salute, and the boy's clear voice was full of unique confidence.
There was no response, not even a sound from behind the wooden door.
"Useless old man." Moriarty took half a step forward, squinting at the surrounding environment, "Putting hope on illusory possibilities is as foolish as willing to bet and admit defeat." From the point of view of consulting criminals, using a duel This stupid way of determining the success or failure of the two forces is unreliable. What's even more unreasonable is that Gellert actually fulfilled his promise after losing the duel, and the saints just disappeared like this. ! ! !As the manager of London's underground world, the only conclusion Moriarty can draw is that the saints are always in the hands of Gellert alone, and this influence can continue to this day, otherwise... look What happened after he "died" once, the natural reaction of any force after losing its leader is to find the next one, and the only reason why it didn't find out is that its predecessor is still there.
"Young man, don't be too confident. Being too confident will only make you lose more." After Moriarty's voice, an old voice finally came from the door.Hearing this voice, Moriarty laughed. He turned around and kissed Wilton on the lips, and then asked in a sweet voice, "Honey, tell me, what if we have a disagreement one day?"
"That depends on what kind of differences it is?" Wilton smiled lowly. From the beginning to now, have there been few differences between them?
"Like... I'm going to kill your second brother?" Moriarty rolled his eyes. He and Wilton obviously didn't have any standpoint between justice and evil, but Wilton wasn't without adversity either. of.
"Before you can realize your little wish," Wilton really thought about this problem, although this problem may not exist in the current space, "I will cut off your hands and feet and confine you to mine. In the bedroom, of course I will take good care of you, you don't have to worry too much, we still love each other, and my second brother will live well, which is very good."
"Then what if I succeed?" Moriarty insisted, as if he was not at all dissatisfied with what Wilton said just now.
"I won't be at his funeral, and then I'll hide you, you know, the real 'hide,'" he blinked, "and I'll keep your heart, and your eyes, that's I like your place the most, and then they will visit the most conspicuous place in my collection. As for the rest of you, my dear, that is my elder brother's." After speaking, Wilton kissed Momo contentedly. Riarty, "I love you, you know that, so it's enough for me to keep your heart."
Moriarty "giggled" and had to say that the scene described by Wilton made him feel hot all over.Regrettably again for his immature body, Moriarty's eyebrows and eyes are full of flair, "Look, old man, I only believe in what can be held in my own hands."
There was silence inside the door, and after a few minutes, the wooden door suddenly opened from the inside. There was only a dilapidated bed and a wooden table in the simple room, and a tired old man was sitting on the only chair, "So, what do you want to do?" What do you want from me?"
The author has something to say: Does Maizi really love old G? ! ! ! !In other words, I really think this is a bug. The two factions will stop the war because of the duel of the leader... From Maizi's understanding, the only possibility is that the old G has always maintained control over the saints, so he lost, and he entered Nurmengard, and then the saints surrendered, otherwise... No matter how you think about it, there is no wood~~~~~~
"Master Wilton and Master Jim's guests are here!" The shrill voice of the house-elf made Snape frown uncontrollably. He really didn't like such excitable creatures.
"Welcome, my dear Sif~" As soon as he entered the door, Snape heard another voice that made him feel dizzy. Only Murray could call him dear and call him Sev regardless of his wishes. Artie is gone.But as far as their current relationship is concerned, he has no way to deal with him at all. Snape still remembers the tragedy brought about by the few times of resistance, especially if Moriarty's acting habit is hooked up, he can't wait to do it Go see Merlin in a second.
Thinking about it this way, the peacock that attracts bees and butterflies all day long in the Malfoy family is still useful, at least Moriarty prefers to target Lucius when he is present.
Wilton caught him in his arms, and sat on the couch. After they signed the contract, Wilton's true nature was gradually exposed to Snape and Lucius—small-minded, wicked, no one except him. Everything but Moriarty lacks identity, the standard Two-Face.
"I can't get in touch with dear little Luke without you, oh, it makes me so sad to think that poor little Luke is enduring loneliness by himself while we're happily together," Moriarty said exaggeratedly. His body movements are like those of a comedian, "If it wasn't for him to be comforted by little Sif through the double-sided mirror, I'm afraid his hair will be forked next time we meet."
Snape looked at Moriarty, who was excellent in singing and writing, and for a moment was glad that Lucius was not there.Who doesn't know that the young master loves his hair as much as his life. In their communication yesterday, Lucius pestered him to read a formula, saying that it was the best hair conditioner on the market.For the sake of the other party's full authority to provide experimental equipment and materials, Snape finally reluctantly agreed. As for the fact that Lucius contacted him almost every day from the holiday, there was no need to tell others.
"Holiday plans." Snape took a sip of the black tea brought by the house elf, and had to admit that the standard of living was also one of the reasons why he activated the Portkey earlier.
"There's a potion lab in the basement, you can arrange it yourself. I'll go out with Jim tomorrow, and Tom can use it for you." Wilton snapped his fingers, and the house-elf trembled excitedly, "Tom...Tom must Will take good care of the guests!"
Snape couldn't help shaking when he heard the house-elf's name, his face was contorted badly, and it took him a long time to say, "...Tom?"
"Tom is such a good name, it sounds much better than Goo Goo and Dolly," Moriarty squinted his eyes with a smile, "Actually, I hesitated between Tom and Riddle, Riddle is a bit too complicated Well, Tom still sounds kind."
Kind...kindness...kindness... Snape's fingers holding the white porcelain cup tightened, isn't it "kindness", the snake-faced black wizard he saw in that memory reappeared in front of him, Snape just couldn't ignore the fact that the real name of the future Dark Lord had appeared on a house-elf.For a moment, Snape felt that he could completely understand the other's hatred for his name.
"The third floor is not open for the time being. Your room is on the second floor on the right hand side. You can ask Tom for the rest of the stuff. I'm sure Tom will be willing to serve you." Wilton was afraid that he was not strong enough, so he said Inside and outside the mouth a "Tom".
But at this time, the house elf was so excited because of the master's affirmation in front of the guests, its tennis-ball eyes filled with tears, "It's Tom's honor to serve the little wizard, oh, the master affirmed Tom, Tom couldn't be happier!!!"
"I'll go back to the room first." Snape got up and left directly. For the first time, he began to consider whether he should find a way to learn Occlumency in advance. The "ability" after Wilton and Moriarty was not something he could handle at all. living.Or... maybe he should find a way to get Malfoy over here, probably the sociable Malfoy would be happy to face the couple.
Lucius, who was talking to his father in the study of Malfoy's house, sneezed without warning. He thought he was probably the heir to the Platinum family who was missed by someone again. He didn't expect that before he abducted Snape The other party is already calculating his use value.
After setting up Snape, Wilton and Moriarty went directly to the airport. Although it was not common for two 11-year-old children to travel alone, as long as the procedures were complete, no one would meddle in their business.Naturally, Wilton and Moriarty easily traveled from England to Germany, and another target of this vacation lives in Nurmengard. Yes, from the very beginning, Wilton's most promising support was not Mal Fu, but the self-imprisoned first-generation Dark Lord.
"That's it?" Moriarty frowned and looked at the dilapidated buildings in front of him, it was really hard to agree with the taste of the first generation Dark Lord.
"The tall tower in the middle." Wilton looked at the prison that was said to be built by Gellert himself, took out a candlestick from his bag, and threw a fluorescent flash on it with a second-hand wand in a low voice.In an instant, the scene in front of Wilton and Moriarty changed. Countless light blue, light red and light green lines appeared in the open space and air of Nurmengard, and even pale white lines appeared on the castle. texture.
"The Thief's Guide? It's a good name." Moriarty thinks this is the most interesting place in this world. There are endless props, only you can't think of them, and you can't do them.And imagination is exactly what he lacks the most.
"We don't have much time." Wilton held up the candlestick in his hand. The black magic item they scavenged from Knockturn Alley sounded a bit tasteless - the magic vein traveled by the surrounding magic circle after a fluorescent flash. It will be shown that before the candle burns out, it can effectively guide the thieves to avoid.
"As expected of Nurmengard." Moriarty blew a whistle, look at those intricate magic veins, no wonder this place is called the two largest prisons in Europe along with Azkaban.His light brown eyes quickly searched the gaps in the magic veins, "Honey, over there." He pointed in a direction, and sure enough, in a remote corner, the magic veins were quite sparse, it can be said that except for Nurmengard's own Defensive magic circle, almost no other defensive magic.
"Never underestimate the wisdom of the Dark Lords one by one. Just think about the British one who has been split seven times. In terms of backhands, they will always be ahead of everyone." Wilton said with some sarcasm It means that Rao is "imprisoned|imprisoned" in Nurmengard while leaving a way out for himself. To whom is Gellert Grindelwald showing this?
Drilling through those sparse magical veins, Wilton and Moriarty stood under a huge stone wall.Moriarty took out a piece of C4□ from his robe, glued a heart shape on the wall with childlike innocence, and drew a smiling face in the middle.The huge roar passed, and there was only a small opening on the stone wall that only allowed one person to enter and exit.But that was enough for Wilton and Moriarty, one after the other, the two entered Nurmengard.
As a prison with the same reputation as Azkaban, Nurmengard's security is really not worthy of its reputation - there are no dementors, no guards, and there is not even a decent warning spell in the dark corridor. "This is really Rapunzel." Moriarty raised the corners of his mouth, and his interest in this first-generation Dark Lord has diminished in his heart. Such a character who is willing to restrain his hands and feet is not to his liking. It turned out that his opponent, now his second brother is interesting to consult the detective.
"Love can conquer everything." Wilton glanced at his lover and continued to move towards the tall tower in the middle.
"Tsk tsk." Moriarty pursed his lips. He still remembered what he said when he and Wilton first met. In fact, those words are still valid today - if you make me feel bored, I will kill you Bar.
It didn't take long for the two of them to stand at the door of the room on the top floor of the tower. Seeing the surrounding environment that was obviously more bleak than other places in Nurmengard, both Wilton and Moriarty raised their eyebrows, " Wilton Polk and Jim Moriarty are visiting from England." Even through the wooden door, Wilton still gave a standard salute, and the boy's clear voice was full of unique confidence.
There was no response, not even a sound from behind the wooden door.
"Useless old man." Moriarty took half a step forward, squinting at the surrounding environment, "Putting hope on illusory possibilities is as foolish as willing to bet and admit defeat." From the point of view of consulting criminals, using a duel This stupid way of determining the success or failure of the two forces is unreliable. What's even more unreasonable is that Gellert actually fulfilled his promise after losing the duel, and the saints just disappeared like this. ! ! !As the manager of London's underground world, the only conclusion Moriarty can draw is that the saints are always in the hands of Gellert alone, and this influence can continue to this day, otherwise... look What happened after he "died" once, the natural reaction of any force after losing its leader is to find the next one, and the only reason why it didn't find out is that its predecessor is still there.
"Young man, don't be too confident. Being too confident will only make you lose more." After Moriarty's voice, an old voice finally came from the door.Hearing this voice, Moriarty laughed. He turned around and kissed Wilton on the lips, and then asked in a sweet voice, "Honey, tell me, what if we have a disagreement one day?"
"That depends on what kind of differences it is?" Wilton smiled lowly. From the beginning to now, have there been few differences between them?
"Like... I'm going to kill your second brother?" Moriarty rolled his eyes. He and Wilton obviously didn't have any standpoint between justice and evil, but Wilton wasn't without adversity either. of.
"Before you can realize your little wish," Wilton really thought about this problem, although this problem may not exist in the current space, "I will cut off your hands and feet and confine you to mine. In the bedroom, of course I will take good care of you, you don't have to worry too much, we still love each other, and my second brother will live well, which is very good."
"Then what if I succeed?" Moriarty insisted, as if he was not at all dissatisfied with what Wilton said just now.
"I won't be at his funeral, and then I'll hide you, you know, the real 'hide,'" he blinked, "and I'll keep your heart, and your eyes, that's I like your place the most, and then they will visit the most conspicuous place in my collection. As for the rest of you, my dear, that is my elder brother's." After speaking, Wilton kissed Momo contentedly. Riarty, "I love you, you know that, so it's enough for me to keep your heart."
Moriarty "giggled" and had to say that the scene described by Wilton made him feel hot all over.Regrettably again for his immature body, Moriarty's eyebrows and eyes are full of flair, "Look, old man, I only believe in what can be held in my own hands."
There was silence inside the door, and after a few minutes, the wooden door suddenly opened from the inside. There was only a dilapidated bed and a wooden table in the simple room, and a tired old man was sitting on the only chair, "So, what do you want to do?" What do you want from me?"
The author has something to say: Does Maizi really love old G? ! ! ! !In other words, I really think this is a bug. The two factions will stop the war because of the duel of the leader... From Maizi's understanding, the only possibility is that the old G has always maintained control over the saints, so he lost, and he entered Nurmengard, and then the saints surrendered, otherwise... No matter how you think about it, there is no wood~~~~~~
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