sherlock holmes brother

The door with intricate patterns was pushed open, and all Wilton could see was the beating of candlelight. The thick velvet turned every wall of this small living room into a flat face, and it was impossible to judge by the possible windows. time outside.Wilton walked in, he didn't choose to sit on the most conspicuous dark green couch in the middle of the room, but stood on the side, waved his left hand seemingly casually, and didn't hide his voice at all.

A group of curlicue silver numbers danced in the air with the time-displaying spell, "snap", and I don't know from which corner came the explosion of candles. Wilton's standing posture was quite in line with etiquette, but it seemed that he was brought into the After this room, his every move was very lazy.It was as if he was not being coerced at all, but standing in his own small living room.

"Hiss—" Something approached quietly, and by the time Wilton heard the sound, the coldness had wrapped around his calf.

"Good girl." Looking down, she met a pair of cold vertical pupils without any surprise, which belonged to the extremely poisonous snake of the Dark Lord.But Wilton still had a gentle smile on his face, and he even bent down and touched the other's smooth skin with his fingers.

"Hiss—" Naniji began to struggle. As a magic snake, although its intelligence was not bad among magic creatures, it was still far behind a wizard.Just like now, its owner let it scare this person like before, but this person is not only not afraid at all, but instead caresses himself like this.It was rare for Naniji to think about what to do if he didn't want to bite people at all.

{Naniji, open your mouth and threaten. }The hissing snake language came from a certain corner. Even though Wilton couldn't understand the snake language, the cold malice in that voice was completely undisguised.

"Your Excellency, Duke Voldemort, good day." Wilton didn't seem to feel threatened at all, and he saluted, not caring at all that when he lowered his head, he happened to meet the wide-open mouth of the snake.

"It's a little different from what I know," came a soft voice stepping on the thick carpet from behind, and the sound of another person's breathing approached, "Your name, the Dark Lord gave you a chance to introduce yourself, for your bravery .” After speaking, he ordered Naniji to come back to him in Parseltongue.The little girl let go of the entanglement, and obediently followed the man to settle on an arm sofa opposite Wilton.

"Wilton Polk." From the beginning to now, the expression on Wilton's face has not changed, and his voice is very steady, "I'm a Hogwarts dropout, I'm a Slytherin."

"Huh?" After waiting for a while, Voldemort raised his chin when he found that Wilton had no intention of continuing. Wilton noticed that his nose was unnaturally flat and his face was abnormally pale.

"There is nothing I should introduce to you, Your Excellency." Although Wilton did not return to the above question, his posture made people feel his respect.For this reason Voldemort didn't even blame him for the title - Your Excellency, in fact every Slytherin should belong to his subordinates, except for him, who Voldemort didn't want.

"Tell me about your father and your mistress." For this rare occasion, Voldemort showed extraordinary patience.

"I don't have a father. If you're referring to Mr. Doug, you can use blood magic to test it. We have nothing to do with each other." Wilton asked and answered, "As for the lover you mentioned, m. ..if a posted Mudblood counts as a lover, I don't know what happened to him."

Voldemort certainly knew the cause and effect of Wilton's loss of his surname due to the refuge of Doug's family, but he still used a blood magic. Sure enough, Wilton's magical real name had nothing to do with Doug at all. "Dark Covenant really lives up to its reputation." It doesn't take much detour to talk to a smart person, and the fact that the real name that can change magic is definitely the reason why Voldemort accepted Doug's house in the first place.

"Maybe you don't know the more amazing secret about...the Doug family's inability to draw dark contracts." Wilton opened his mouth, and he activated Occlumency while speaking.Sure enough, a stabbing pain came, and the expression on Wilton's face remained unchanged. He raised his left hand—the ring finger had an emerald ring, "Your Excellency, I am a Slytherin." His The meaning was clear, since he dared to speak out, it meant that he had enough backup, at least he thought Voldemort was scruple enough.

"Who do you think you're talking to!" Voldemort, who was definitely not in a good temper, waved his arm angrily, and the wizard robe drew a beautiful arc along his strength.Wilton nimbly dodged the spell thrown out by the opponent, no matter what it was, he didn't want to use his body to experiment.One, two... Wilton has already taken out his wand while dodging and looking for a gap to fight back. Voldemort didn't even use his wand at all, only relying on wandless, silent spells and unarmed spells to force Wilton into danger.

After more than a dozen rounds, the smile on Wilton's face had froze, and his chest was heaving violently. Even among his peers, even compared to many adult wizards, Wilton was already very powerful, but he was not as powerful as he already was. Compared with Voldemort, who stood at the top of the wizarding world, he still has a certain gap.

The surrounding curtains were strangely undamaged during the battle between the two of them. Wilton was forced into a corner between several shots of magic. Voldemort's face was full of ferocity due to excitement, and seeing his prey finally landed. When he was at a disadvantage, his momentum reached its peak, "Surrender to me, or... die."

Wilton could feel the sound of blood hitting the eardrum, he licked his somewhat dry lips, and raised his left hand again, "Your Excellency, this ring comes from Germany, if you insist, I promise you will never know the secret."

Probably all leaders are best at brainstorming, and paranoia is inherently better than Voldemort among others.Wilton only said "Germany" and he naturally thought of the turmoil in Knockturn Alley that has plagued him recently.Obviously, there is no longer any force in the UK that can compete with the Death Eaters, so the turmoil in Knockturn Alley some time ago made Voldemort think that there was a new force in the UK.

But Wilton's words gave him a new guess. He knew the time when Wilton was locked up, just before the turmoil in Knockturn Alley. If the opponent was really a force from Germany, Voldemort could barely control it. If he can suppress the anger of Avada who attacked him, then everything can be explained.

"Who's that?" A voice mixed with anger rushed out, and Voldemort had already begun to filter the famous German families he knew in his mind.

"I can't say his name." Wilton drew a triangle in the air with his fingers. No matter what kind of psychology Voldemort had, he just needed to believe it. "Your Excellency, please forgive me."

Voldemort's pupils shrank suddenly, he recognized that symbol, in fact the whole of Europe hadn't escaped from the influence of that symbol.How did the history say, "...to duel with Dumbledore, and after the defeat, he was imprisoned|imprisoned in Nurmengard..." "Gellert Grindelwald..." Voldemort's voice was hoarse.

Regardless of Voldemort's aura, Wilton bowed in a dignified manner, as if Gellert himself was standing opposite him, "Thank you for your understanding."

Voldemort took a deep breath, he is not stupid, a former demon king who should be imprisoned in Nurmengard according to "history"?He doesn't believe it!Look at the heights the Death Eaters have reached now, if one day, oh, although the possibility of this is extremely small, if something happens to him, Voldemort also believes that his men are wise enough to protect themselves. "It is their loss for the Doug family to let you go." After all, Voldemort is still a Dark Lord with enough wisdom. In a few breaths, he controlled his emotions, and his positioning of Wilton also changed from "maybe he can use the connection channel." Objects of the Grid House" to "Saint Force Intruders to Watch".

"Thank you for your wisdom." Wilton straightened his robes that had been cut into a mess by the curse, "No matter what happened to the Doug family, it has nothing to do with me." His face showed complete indifference, " I am Wilton Polk, and only Wilton Polk."

Looking at the indifferent young man in front of him, Voldemort saw himself for a moment.The handsome Head Boy walked into the warm-looking living room with the Muggle-like name.What did he get?disgust and fear.Why, he is the descendant of the great Slytherin, and he is a wizard countless times more noble than Muggles!

Tom Riddle.... This name was attached to Voldemort's noble soul like a curse. He hated the existence of this name as much as he longed for the protection of his blood.The contradictory psychology made Voldemort proud of his blood on the one hand, but on the other hand he hated those pure-blooded wizards in the wizarding world - they obviously had so many resources, but they didn't know how to develop at all, and they were only worthy of kneeling at his feet and kissing him. Robe angle!

"So, Mr. Polk... are you interested in being my apprentice?" Volemort pulled back his thoughts. He remembered that he could only change the order of the letters in his name so far to stay away from that damn name. If he got What about the secret of the Doug family's dark pact?Wilton's name has been completely changed just now.

"My pleasure." Wilton didn't know what Voldemort was thinking, but this didn't prevent him from roughly judging that there was something in him that the other party wanted.To accept the request directly, Wilton was not worried about any problems. He knew himself and Moriarty better. For his lover, the muddier the water, the more excited he would be.

In just a few days, news of Wilton's change of identity spread throughout the wizarding world.Not to mention how many people among the Death Eaters were gnashing their teeth at his good luck, even Lucius and Snape couldn't keep up with this change of pace.

Before everyone could react, another news followed. A few days later, Voldemort will sign a contract with his new apprentice at Voldemort Manor.To celebrate, the Death Eaters unilaterally suspended their offensive for a month.

The author has something to say: For the sake of APEC, I only had one day off last weekend, and the end of the world said that V was going to be released, so Maizi was busy updating that side.Finally, I saw a comment that I hadn’t read for a long time saying that Maizi’s three views are not correct..... OTZ was said that the three views were not correct for the first time in this life... It feels really complicated...

Cough cough, come to think of it, Maizi thinks that Uncle V still has a brain before he is completely split, and no matter how powerful the third brother is, it is impossible to catch up with Uncle V in terms of magic attainments.But although our strength is temporarily inferior, we can’t stand a Mo Niang who can calculate and dare to do anything~ Uncle V, the hole you dug for yourself today, TUT you will pay the price another day