[Comprehensive British and American] My Neighbor Mr. Holmes

"A love potion?"

William was obviously taken aback by Severus Snape's statement, but thinking of what happened just now, he thought it was possible.

"It's overdue, it's nothing more than a stomachache," Severus Snape said, walking up to Sherlock, looked it over carefully, and said with a frown, "Oh, Merlin, this group of heads pretends to be How slug-filled Muggles can add so much nonsense to a love potion, it's horrible!"

"Ah," William looked at Sherlock worriedly when he heard it, and asked anxiously, "Is he all right? Will there be any sequelae?"

"Are you also pretending to be a slug in your head?" Severus Snape said, staring at William. "These things can only make him dazed and groggy. It will be fine tomorrow."

"That's good."

William breathed a sigh of relief and felt relieved.

"Professor Stoker," Severus Snape said, sizing up William with black eyes, his face still smelly, looking very difficult to get along with, "I hope you can tell me why you want to send a Muggles brought into Hogwarts."

"I'm just worried about what's wrong with him because I know you're the best." Doctor.

William said with a sincere face, swallowing the last two words silently, "Professor Snape, even Headmaster Armando Dippet doesn't know that I'm here this time, can you hide it for me? "

Severus Snape's face turned darker when he heard the words, but it wasn't about William, but William's words seemed to remind him of something, and he fell into deep thought.

Seeing this, William blinked, glanced at Sherlock who was still lying on the sofa, looked at Sherlock around blankly, and decided to continue spending time with Severus Snape, no matter what method he used.

You know, he still likes this professorship very much.

Just when William was hesitating whether to tell the story, he heard Severus Snape ask him an inexplicable question in a deep voice, "Are you in love with this Muggle?"

William was taken aback for a moment, he looked at Severus Snape and was about to shake his head, but in the next second, he changed his mind, because Severus Snape is not right now, according to the way he learned from Albus Dumbledore From the gossip that Lido heard, he knew that Harry Potter's parents had been married for less than half a year, which meant that he had just broken up with Severus Snape for half a year.

Is it because of this?

"No, no, it's just that I like him, he, he doesn't know," William said here, turning his head at a bright and sad 45-degree angle, "He is a person whose reason is greater than love."

"he does not know?"

Severus Snape said with eyes widened.

"I didn't tell him," William shook his head, and said with a low face, "It's my business that has nothing to do with him, does it?"

"But……"

Severus Snape wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and closed it again.

William looked over suspiciously, only to see Severus Snape with his back turned to him, and said, "Take him away, I won't say anything about what happened today."

"Thank you, Snape, you're such a nice guy."

William said, looking at Severus Snape again.Holding Sherlock "teleported" back to his room.

Upon returning to the room, William was still a little guilty about what he had done to deceive Severus Snape just now.

Explain to Snape after this matter is over.

Thinking of this, Sherlock moved in William's arms, interrupting his train of thought.

"Sherlock?"

Seeing Sherlock staggeringly moving, William couldn't help shouting.

However, Sherlock didn't answer, but started tearing off his clothes with a confused face. After taking off all of them, he fell naked on William's bed, covered himself with a quilt, and fell asleep.

"...", William.

With a "poof", William laughed.

Really, I don't know how to describe my current mood.

Leaving the room lightly, William closed the door.

Going to the kitchen to pour a glass of water, William raised his head and drank it. The cold feeling made him feel much better instantly.

After going to the bathroom to take a shower and change clothes, William went downstairs.

"Good afternoon, Aunt Hudson."

William said, walked to Aunt Hudson and sat down, said with a smile, "Today's weather is really good."

"Oh, yes," Aunt Hudson said with a smile, "I originally wanted to take advantage of this world to drink afternoon tea with Elizabeth, but, you know, if I go now, I will definitely not be able to make it back."

"If that's the case, wouldn't it be nice for you to stay at Mrs. Darcy's house for a while? If Mrs. Darcy knows that Aunt Hudson wants to go, she will be very welcome," William said here, and said with a smile. You know, there's still mine here, isn't it?"

Aunt Hudson thought for a moment and agreed.

William packed Aunt Hudson's things and sent her to the car. Before going to the station, William also called Mrs. Darcy to explain the situation.

"I'll be back by Christmas Eve, William."

Aunt Hudson kissed William on the forehead, and with William's smile, got into the car.

Wait until William gets home.

Watson had just come back, and his face was very ruddy at this time, obviously in a very good mood.

"How about a date?"

William asked with a smile.

"not bad."

Watson couldn't hide his smile, he looked around the living room, but he didn't find any sign of Sherlock, seeing this, he couldn't help asking William, "Where is Sherlock, hasn't come back yet? "

"Well... Sherlock is back." William looked at Watson with some embarrassment. When Watson left, he promised Watson to take good care of Sherlock, but... "Did something happen? "

Watson saw William hesitating, as if realizing what he said.

"Well," said William, telling Watson what had happened, "I am sorry, but I have no promise to travel."

"Oh, please don't do that, William," Watson said, "we all know that this is not a big problem with you, after all, no one has ever noticed that Irene Adler would give Sherlock the phone in order to steal the phone." Take the medicine."

Having said that, Watson asked a little worriedly, "Is the medicine okay?"

"It's okay, I checked with a professional, and it will be fine tomorrow."

William shook his head and said.

"It's fine, William, don't worry too much."

After the two finished talking, William told about Aunt Hudson's trip to the country, and said that Aunt Hudson would definitely come back before Christmas Eve.

In the evening, because Sherlock was still sleeping on William's bed, and Aunt Hudson went to the country, William had to cook. He and Watson finished eating, watched TV programs together for a while, chatted for a while, and then rested.

Early the next morning, he heard a "plop" from outside. After William woke up, he realized that it was the sound coming from his room, and it was Sherlock who was sleeping in his room now!

Thinking of this, William hurriedly got up from the sofa and rushed into the house.

"Sherlock!"

As soon as William pushed open the door, he saw Sherlock was next to the broken porcelain on the floor, the wool blanket was soaked with water, and the red roses inserted in it were also scattered, like blood dripping on the ground .

"William."

Sherlock stood up wrapped in the sheets, looked at William, with an inexplicable gleam in his silver-gray eyes, "I have something to tell you."

"What?" Seeing that Sherlock's words were serious, William involuntarily became serious.

"I remember everything that happened yesterday," Sherlock said, and saw William stunned. He remembered the kiss he had with William that could not be said to be a touch or a kiss, and William's expression when he said that he liked him , he didn't know how to tell William his choice, "Sorry, William, I..."

Seeing that William was stunned and didn't come back to his senses, Sherlock didn't say what he wanted to say, but said, "I don't have this idea now, if I need..."

"You do not need!"

William suddenly came back to his senses, thinking of the kiss he had with Sherlock, and the lie he told Severus Snape, he couldn't help crying, sure enough, lying is wrong, you Look, this is coming without retribution.

"I'm sorry, William." Sherlock said, walking closer to William, loosening the sheets wrapped around him, reaching out to lift William's shoulders, and letting him look at him, "I will try my best to love you, but if I still can't If you can, then you really can’t.”

"No, what I said is all lies, don't worry about it."

William turned his head, resisting his desire to meet Sherlock's eyes.

"You're guilty, William."

Sherlock said, let go of William, and took a step back, "Your eyes are dodging, and your words are entangled, which means that you are lying."

"..."

William turned his face abruptly, stared firmly into Sherlock's eyes, and said, "My eyes dodged there, I've been staring at you all the time, okay?"

Sherlock froze for a moment, then suddenly smiled.

"Your IQ is low, your words don't match your heart, your words are irritable, willful, and you're in a complete mess," Sherlock said solemnly, seeing William's face getting darker and darker, he slowly raised the corners of his lips, "However, you are a gentle man, William."

"Eh?"

William froze for a moment, looking at Sherlock's raised lips, blushing.

"Ah, it's really hot here," William turned his face suddenly, looked at the broken porcelain on the ground, and tried to change the topic, "Sherlock, aren't you hot? I think it's so hot! Is summer coming soon?"

"It's December, fool."

Sherlock finished speaking expressionlessly, tightened the sheets around him, shook his head, and went downstairs.

Watching Sherlock leave, for some reason, William felt a little lost.

Does he really like Sherlock?

No, no, why does this Sherlock suddenly feel a little... emotional today?

Could it be the aftereffect of yesterday's love potion?

Just as he was thinking, suddenly there was a violent knock on the door downstairs. The sound was extremely rough, as if the door was about to be smashed.