[Comprehensive British and American] My Neighbor Mr. Holmes

William gritted his teeth, drew a pentagram in the air, and sent the Balrog back. At that moment, all the magic power in his body was almost drained!

Turning his body sideways, William leaned half of his weight against the wall, with an expression on his face trying to be indifferent.

"Indeed, to be precise, I should be a wizard who controls elements, or a magician."

"Wizards who control elements, magicians?" Principal Armando Dippet obviously did not expect William to say this. "I thought your family was a secret summoner family."

"You must know that many mysteries have disappeared in the current wizarding world. Mysteries such as alchemy, psychic, and summoner have disappeared for hundreds of years, and what have been handed down are only superficial." Amando Di Principal Pate said, "I have always wanted to appeal to all families to share their secret arts."

"So you have your eye on me?"

Only now did William understand Principal Armando Dippet's intentions, and he suddenly had the urge to shoot himself to death!

Why did he expend so much energy to create a Balrog?

Is it just to satisfy your own imagination?

For a moment, William wanted to cry, and cried stupidly... "Yes, when I first heard about it, I had this idea, and I wanted to use your class to announce this," said Armando When Principal Dippet said this, he looked at William suspiciously, "I have already notified you of this matter, shouldn't you know?"

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Thinking of the parchment and the notice that Ah Che ate in one bite, William suddenly felt as if four large characters were written on his forehead: I have done it myself.

"I just want to test whether my summoning skills are well practiced." William smiled brightly at Principal Armando Dippet, and decided to hide his stupid and big-brained things. It was a surprise to actually summon the Balrog!"

Principal Armando Dippet looked William back and forth, nodded as if he knew something, and said, "It is indeed a 'very pleasant surprise', Professor William."

Speaking of this, Principal Armando Dippet said with a slightly cold face, "Although you showed me your summoning ability, which is indeed very miraculous, but for the dark magic creatures you summoned, although it did not give Huo Gewarts brought about a huge disaster, but you violated Hogwarts school rules, I hope you can write a self-criticism, and by the way, the first month's salary will be reduced by one-tenth as punishment."

"Ah..."

"Before the end of this week, remember to hand over the review to my office, thank you."

Principal Armando Dippet interrupted William directly and said, "I hope you won't let me down."

"...No." William replied lazily.

"Okay, now let's get down to business," Principal Armando Dippet continued to say as if he didn't see William's frustration, "This time all the professors who don't have classes are called here to prove that you have Ability to serve as a professor of Slytherin's Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts classes. You must know that many wizards are not very convinced that you have received a letter of employment from Hogwarts for no reason. In order to reduce these discordant voices, Also to see if you are really capable, so I summoned all the professors who didn't have classes to come, and I think everyone is very clear about the actual results."

Speaking of finding this place, Principal Armando Dippet glanced at the many professors, and seeing that they did not object, the corner of his mouth curled into an arc.

"Congratulations, Professor William, for becoming a member of our Hogwarts."

Principal Armando Dippet smiled at William, "Of course, I hope you will stop doing such dangerous things in class next time."

Seeing this, Albus Dumbledore also smiled and congratulated William, and the remaining professors also sent their blessings, and even Severus Snape also said congratulations.

"...Thank you everyone, I understand."

William suddenly seemed to be fully charged, and replied happily to everyone with a spirited face.

Seeing this, Principal Armando Dippet asked all the little wizards to return to their seats and prepared to let William continue the class.

As for the professors, they stayed as long as they wanted, and left as they wanted, without interfering.

In this way, the class in the morning is over.

As soon as William returned to the lounge, he lay prone on the table, annoyed.

"Professor William Stoker, Lianlian has sent your new schedule!"

Holding a piece of paper in his hand, Principal Armando Dippet's house-elf lover appeared in William's lounge.

"Thank you." Seeing this, William took the note from Lianlian's hand, smiled and handed him a piece of candy.

"Ah, it's candy!" Seeing the candy in her hand, Lianlian's already round eyes widened even more, "Lianlian likes candy the most!"

After finishing speaking, Lianlian said goodbye to William, took the candy, walked through the wall, and left.

The new schedule this time is very good. On Monday, there are four classes in the morning for spell classes for grades 1-4, and there are no classes in the afternoon; on Tuesday, there are two classes for grades 5-6 in the morning. The next two classes are their Defense Against the Dark Arts class, no class in the afternoon; Wednesday, no class in the morning, two classes in the afternoon are 7th grade Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts class; Thursday, four classes in the morning are class 1-4 Magic defense class, no class in the afternoon; Friday, no class in the morning, and only need to attend the dinner in the auditorium in the afternoon.

Looking at it this way, he has a lot of time for free activities.

William put the class schedule in the most obvious place, feeling that it would not disappear because of some discordant factors, and then walked back to the room through the fireplace.

At this time, it was almost noon, but the ingredients at home were almost gone, so he had to go to the supermarket to buy some, and of course he had to prepare some milk for Tom Riddle. He was very strong, except for Tom Riddle who seemed a little thin.

Well, I'm going to smuggle Tom out this week and have a good chat.

William changed his clothes and went downstairs. Before he opened the door, he saw Sherlock and Watson coming back, and Watson was still holding a large bag of ingredients.

"Oh, did you go to the supermarket on purpose?"

"No," Sherlock took off his coat and put it on his arm, "it just happened that Sebastian paid the final payment today."

"Then we stopped by the supermarket and bought the food back."

Watson said, putting the ingredients into the refrigerator in the kitchen, "William, in order to celebrate our first pot of gold, how about we go out and celebrate together?"

Speaking of this, Watson glanced sideways at Sherlock and motioned, "Sherlock said it."

Hearing this, William looked at Sherlock, and saw that he had no superfluous expression at all, as usual, but when he saw William looking at him, his footsteps paused.

"You don't look very well today."

Sherlock's tone was still as usual, but this was the first time he cared about William, and William was moved instantly.

"It's nothing, I just feel like I did something stupid." William really didn't want to bring up his own incident, so he didn't say much.

"You often do stupid things." After Sherlock finished speaking, he looked at William and said, "You are going to go out."

"Yeah," William said, "I thought the ingredients were out, so I wanted to buy them, but you guys bought them back."

Speaking of this, William suddenly heard something. He turned his head, looked at Watson, and asked, "Watson, how is your work?"

"..." Watson sighed and shrugged, "It failed."

"That woman named Sarah is the boss of your new job." After hearing this, Sherlock spoke.

"Yes, maybe it was this time, she politely rejected me."

Watson shrugged, apparently no longer struggling, "It just so happens that I can find another job."

"But you've run out of money, haven't you?"

As Sherlock said, he took out a check from his pocket and handed it to Watson, "This is the one you deserve."

When Watson saw the number on the check, he took it without being pretentious, "Thank you."

"Since the matter has been satisfactorily resolved, we really need to celebrate," William said, "Why don't we have lunch together? Then have a cup of afternoon tea?"

Neither Sherlock nor Watson objected, and the three of them took a taxi and went to the restaurant together.

It was quite a coincidence that they met Louis and Wyatt at the entrance of the restaurant.

"Oh, long time no see William!"

Louis said, looking at Sherlock and Watson beside William, and said hello.

"Louis, Wyatt, long time no see," William said, introducing Louis and Wyatt, "These two, one is Sherlock, the other is Watson, my friend."

Speaking of this, William said to Sherlock and Watson, "They are Louis and Wyatt, and they are also my friends."

After the four greeted each other, William said to Louis and Wyatt, "You are also here for dinner today."

"Yes, Louis said he wanted to eat this steak for a long time, and it happened that there was nothing to do in the hospital today, so we came here." Wyatt said seriously.

Hospital?

When William heard this, his eyes lit up immediately, and he almost forgot that Wyatt was a nurse in the hospital.

"Wyatt, is your hospital still recruiting doctors?" William asked.

"Of course," Wyatt did not hide anything, and said directly, "Recently, two doctors have taken maternity leave, and the hospital is very busy. The dean said that he plans to find some more doctors to come over in the next few days. Why, you want to come to our hospital? Hospital? I welcome it very much."

"Oh, no, it's Watson," William explained. "He's just come back from the army and wants to find a job."

"Is it a military doctor? This is so handsome!" Wyatt looked at Watson enviously, and said, "I also thought about joining the army, but I chose to be a model and I didn't."

"Thank you." Watson nodded.

"Okay, okay, let's not continue talking at the door of the restaurant, let's go in and talk."

Seeing what Louis said, everyone nodded and went in.

I chose a table near the window, ordered food, and started talking again.

However, after a while, a bouquet of roses was delivered to the dining table, and it was named after William.

Could this be from Moritia again?

William subconsciously took the rose and took out the card on it to have a look.

It wasn't Moritia.

Not only that, but a big word "death" was written on the card with red and black "paint".

"It was written in blood, perhaps, human blood."

After Sherlock finished speaking, he took the card and studied it carefully.