[HPDHGSG] Subversion of parallel time and space

Mutants should live in peace with normal people, as mutants are the next stage of human evolution, but Mr. Lehnsherr - possibly due to his childhood experiences in concentration camps - holds the exact opposite opinion and wants to lead the mutants Become a higher class in the world.

"We presume they went through an altercation on the beach where they stopped the Missile Crisis, during which Mr Xavier was shot in the spine and paralyzed in both legs.

"After that, Mr. Xavier returned to the manor he inherited and officially opened the school with a group of mutants who called themselves X-Men and followed him, until now.

"I have to say that if it weren't for Mr. Xavier's hard work and contribution, the war between mutants and ordinary people might have already begun, or the Cuban missile crisis could not be resolved at that time, which directly triggered the third world war." Mycroft shook with admiration. Shaking his head, he ended the last introduction about Charles Xavier.In the quiet room, Sherlock and Watson were earnestly reading the limited information on mutants that Mycroft could provide.

Harry and Hermione looked at each other, and the shock in their eyes echoed being seen by the other, so Harry couldn't help but say, "Hermione...you and I think the same..."

Hermione leaned back against the back of the sofa, covered her mouth with her left hand, and shook her head like Mycroft did just now: "It's so similar, it's so similar..."

"Not like, almost exactly," said Harry, leaning his elbows on his knees and resting his neck on his hands. "I can only feel sad for those two gentlemen."

"We're as lucky as those kids," murmured Hermione, "without them we wouldn't have any peace..."

Mycroft's interest was aroused by the tacit understanding between the two young people, and he put his hands on the handle of the umbrella and asked, "Mr. Potter and Miss Granger are discussing Mr. Xavier and Lehnsherr?" Sir?"

Hermione responded with a smile: "Yes, and that school they actually founded together."

"It's all too much like Hogwarts," Harry sighed, "whether it's the particularity of the students, the purpose of the establishment of the school, the time period of the establishment of the school, the particularity of the historical background, and the relationship between the founders. Variety……"

"Mr. Xavier and Mr. Lehnsherr are like Godric and Salazar..." Hermione added after taking Harry's words, "I used to share ideals, once struggled together, once were best friends, and then my ideas diverged. In the end, the two parted ways and became enemies..."

Mycroft flinched, never realizing it before.

"Godric and Salazar also grew up in very different environments..." Harry continued while comparing, "One is too idealistic, the other is too violent, and..."

"And they are both powerful and talented leaders," Hermione took over naturally. "If they work together, they can undoubtedly overturn the world, but they stand on the opposite side."

"The key is that the ideas of both people are reasonable..." Harry said helplessly, "Maybe at first glance, the ideas of Salazar and Mr. Lenhsherr are so-called 'evil', but their starting point is for the safety of the same kind And tranquility, plus aggressive persecution, I mean, you know..."

"The Holy See and ordinary people, who said that the witch hunting movement in the Middle Ages would not happen between ordinary people and mutants?" Hermione asked back, "There are people around me who have more special abilities than me, no matter who they are, It's completely understandable that people will feel insecure and suspicious, and thus repelled..."

"The Big Four were the greats of their time, of the entire wizarding world," Harry murmured, looking at the crackling fireplace (which was purely for decoration that no one would actually light a fireplace in the summer), "and Mister Xavier and Lenhsherr Sir, it is very likely that he is the hero of all mutants in this era."

Mycroft and the two Sherlock and Watson who had put down the materials early to listen to them looked at the two children who were less than 14 years old but were sighing at the moment, and pondered.

-----I am the dividing line of New York, USA-----

"The CIA's portkey is a scam!"

As soon as he landed, Harry complained like this, while arranging his appearance.

Early the next morning, after breakfast, Harry, Hermione, Sherlock and Watson said goodbye to Mrs. Holmes, Mycroft, Lestrade, Q and 007, and traveled across continents with the Portkey provided by M16. When I arrived at the CIA headquarters in the United States, I got the door key to Xavier's School from there.I have to say, the portkey given by the CIA is really not...comfortable.

"Harry, look, Xavier Castle." Hermione put her hands in her jeans pockets and looked sideways at the manor a hundred meters away. "It's really rare in America."

Harry followed Hermione's eyes to see that it was a manor with a strong British style, exquisite and beautiful, with emerald green creepers, giving people a fresh and settled feeling.The object resembled its owner, and Harry suddenly wondered what its owner was like.

Just as the four of them were walking towards the manor, they suddenly heard a loud cry from the manor, which startled them. Just as they thought that something had happened, they saw a figure appearing above the castle. Wing-like thing, there is a person flying with him beside him, but this person has a real "wing", which is as huge and white as the wings of an angel in a fairy tale.

"That's a sound wave," Sherlock said quickly, "that person gets upward thrust by yelling and releasing sound waves—of course, it's impossible for ordinary people's sound waves to have such a high frequency, so..." He Shrugging, the other three also knew what he meant.

"But the other person..." Hermione said hesitantly in surprise, "he has a pair of wings?"

"Obviously yes, Hermione," Sherlock shrugged again, "you should be prepared."

Harry patted Hermione: "Let's go, I know you want to meet that Professor X too."

Hermione nodded, and whispered to Harry as she walked, "Like an angel... I've only heard of it in stories before..."

Harry smiled: "Mind readers only exist in mythology, Hermione, you really still listen to Sherlock and prepare yourself."

"Hello, welcome to Xavier's School," a brown-skinned woman with short silver-white hair greeted them at the gate of the manor with a smile, "I'm Storm, and ProfessorX is waiting for you."

The four of them followed the woman into the castle. Along the way, they saw many children ranging from 6 or 7 years old to teenagers, some carrying schoolbags, some holding books, walking in twos and threes, talking and laughing , easily reminding Harry and Hermione of the carefree little wizards in Hogwarts.And Storm would stop every now and then to tell a kid not to mess around ("Bobby, how many times have I told you not to freeze doorknobs!"), making Harry and Hermione think of Professor McGonagall while they couldn't help laughing.

Finally, they came to a study room, and Storm knocked on the door: "ProfessorX, they're here."

"Please come in."

Storm pushed open the heavy teak door and led them inside.

A man in his 30s was putting a book back on the shelf. His hair was chestnut brown, softer than Hermione's, half-length down to his ears, and he had a pair of water-blue eyes, as clear as water. , completely different from Godric and Grindelwald, these eyes only make you feel clear and beautiful, including all the beauty centered on purity, the soft smile is as gentle and peaceful as those eyes, with tolerance and patience And understanding, a three-piece suit wraps him neatly.The silver-white wheelchair is very simple. If you don't look at the wheelchair, you may even feel that the man will stand up and shake hands with you in a friendly manner in the next moment.

"Charles, Charles Xavier, you can call me ProfessorX." The man steered the wheelchair forward, "Welcome to my school."

"Sherlock Holmes." Sherlock nodded, and Watson did the same: "John Watson."

After Sherlock and Watson, Harry bowed slightly to pay his respects without hesitation: "Harry Potter." So did Hermione: "Hermione Granger."

After Hermione finished speaking, Harry couldn't help adding: "Sherlock and John used to be, and Hermione and I are now students of Hogwarts, the British school of magic and magic. It is a school that trains young wizards. Just like your school specializes in cultivating mutants, they are all forgifted youngsters."

Charles listened, and nodded with a smile: "History always repeats itself, but the people who interpret them are different. -- Please sit down, thank you for coming from England."

Sherlock sat down and took the green tea served by Storm: "But you're not actually the client, are you?"

Harry and Hermione were slightly taken aback. Isn't he a victim? How could he not be a client?But Charles nodded: "Actually, the CIA asked to investigate this matter, not me."

"But why is the CIA..." Harry asked anxiously, regretting his rudeness as soon as the words came out, but Sherlock quickly answered Harry's question: "Because the professor maintains a balance between mutants and ordinary people." This matter is very important, they are afraid that the professor will have an accident, causing the situation to get out of hand."

Watson smiled: "This is also the conclusion Sherlock has drawn from those materials. There is never any fuss about what he said."

"So, shall we begin?" Sherlock pressed his hands together to his lips, "I think I have a few questions for the professor."

Charles nodded, and Storm left the study, closing the door behind him.

"When introducing the case, I heard it was poisoning," Sherlock said. "Professor, can you introduce the details?"

"That toxin was poured into a glass of water," Charles said. "I asked Scott (Cyclops) to help me pour the water, but according to Scott, he met Logan (Wolverine) on the way, and Logan snatched the water." After drinking the water, it was only then that the water was poisoned."

Watson was surprised: "I always thought that there was no death in this attempted murder."

Charles smiled: "It's true that no one was harmed, doctor, Logan's ability is a very powerful self-healing function, so he was just unconscious for more than an hour, but Moira analyzed the toxin and concluded that if someone else drank the glass Water, you're dead in a few minutes."

"Merlin..." As a doctor, Watson said that this ability is really amazing.

"Do you trust the teachers around you enough?" Sherlock asked cryptically.

"Yes, I trust them," Charles nodded earnestly, "Storm, Scott, Logan, and Beast, they were all brought out by me, unless someone controls them, otherwise they can't harm me. But I didn't Not aware of any external mind control."

"So, someone poisoned the water as it was being brought in? -- or before it was poured out."

"In Scott's memory, no one approached him except Logan on the way to deliver the water," Charles crossed his fingers on his lap, "Also, we tested the remaining water in the glass bottle that Scott poured, and there was no toxin .”

"Is it possible to modify memory? I mean, since we wizards have the spell to modify memory, there should be mutants with this ability." When Sherlock was thinking, Harry couldn't help asking.

Charles smiled gently and said, "As far as I know, I should be the only mutant who can modify memory so perfectly. And if someone does it in my school, I can feel it."

"Then have you searched the minds of everyone in the school to try and find the murderer?" Hermione asked. "Although it doesn't respect privacy, this would be the fastest and most direct way."

The little witch answered with a slight shake of the head: "Storm and the others said the same, but I didn't find any relevant information. I can't search too deeply, which may cause some damage to the brains of those underage children." short-term damage."

"I guess you've sealed off the Manor, haven't you?" Sherlock said suddenly.

Charles nodded: "From the moment I learned that someone would come to investigate."

"Do you have any suspects, such as enemies?" Sherlock continued to ask, "I learned from the information that you and Magneto (Magneto) are enemies with opposing views..."

The lashes above Charles' water-blue eyes fluttered as he said—

chapter103. When the investigation is in progress

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Scott's girlfriend is Jean, and Wolverine fell in love with Jean very cheatingly (she was already Scott's girlfriend when he met Jean), so the two men have always disliked each other...

"No, it's impossible," Charles even said with a big laugh, "Erik and I are best friends, we've never been enemies, it's just a pity that we have different views, at most we're friends... no It might be Erik, even if he wants to trip me up, he will at most let someone do something in my Cerebro like last time." The solid friendship in those water-blue eyes made Ha Leigh and Hermione could only sigh why Godric and Salazar became enemies because of their different views... maybe they didn't either?

"Although we have been together for many years, I can still clearly describe the way he thinks and how he will do something when he encounters something," Charles said, focusing on a distant point, "just Like I know he does too."

"Interesting," Sherlock murmured, "if you exclude Magneto, there is no motive for committing the crime."

"I'm sorry, but I have a guess," Harry said softly, and Sherlock gave him a rare signal to listen, "Is it possible that someone bought a special mutant child just like the Holy See tried to invade Hogwarts back then? , ordered him to do this?"

"You mean, a child who is immune to my ability?" Charles asked back, "Unfortunately, your illusion is unlikely. I know the ability of every student here. Although there are indeed children with mental defense ability, they cannot Defend against me."

Sherlock stood up suddenly: "That's enough, thank you for your cooperation, Professor. I hope to ask Mr. Summers (Scott Summers) and Mr. Logan a few more questions."

Charles nodded: "Okay, I'll invite them here, you can ask here. Thank you for your trouble."

Within a few minutes, Scott knocked on the door of the study: "Professor, are you looking for me?"

Hermione and Harry glanced at each other, marveling at ProfessorX's ability. After a brief introduction, Charles left the study and took the class he was going to take for Scott.

Sherlock only asked Scott a few words, and the information he got was the same as what Professor X said. He said, "That should be when I went upstairs on the second floor, Logan came down from me, and he grabbed the water drank."

Sherlock thanked him and asked Logan to come in.

Typical muscular man.Hermione (played by Hugh Jackman) thinks as she watches Logan enter, who casually sits down on the couch and lights a cigar: "I don't know what you're trying to find out, I just happened to meet Scott just drank that glass of water."

"Why are you having trouble with Mr. Summers?" Sherlock was obviously tired of "the story of a glass of water", and suddenly asked sharply, "Because of a woman?"

Logan sat up straight, his muscles tensed: "What did you say?"

"Oh, I see," Sherlock saw Logan's reaction, and said to himself with satisfaction, and seemed to answer Logan, "You love Mr. Summers' girlfriend, but it's a pity that the lady loves Summers Sir, that's why you always have trouble with him... sad love..."

Before Sherlock's last taunt came to an end, the bone claw in Logan's right hand suddenly stretched out and pointed directly at his neck. The speed was even comparable to Godric's speed of pulling out his wand, so that no one present could react, man His facial muscles tensed: "No-xu-you-say-about-about-this-one-word." (For those who have seen Wolverine, please imagine Uncle Wolf's murderous look) He said what he said At the end, Professor X's stern voice sounded in the minds of the five people present at the same time: "Logan, impulsiveness is your greatest weakness, and Mr. Holmes is our guest, so you can't be rude."

Logan gasped, looking like he still wanted to plunge the claws into Sherlock's neck, but he finally pulled them back, took a deep puff on his cigar, and slammed the door away.

"Merlin, that speed just now..." Harry couldn't help but marvel as soon as Logan left.

Hermione tilted her head suspiciously: "Sherlock, wouldn't that be the legendary Edelman alloy?!"

"According to my observation, it should be." Sherlock replied slowly, as if he wasn't the one whose life was in danger just now.

"That person was born with metal bones?" Watson said that he was once again stunned by Logan's ability.

"Nope," Sherlock said happily, tapping his knuckles on the arm of the sofa, "given his powerful self-healing abilities, I guess the metal was added in."

Hermione couldn't help covering her mouth when she heard the words: "Merlin, that's too cruel... A liquid Edelman?! Merlin... But I suddenly remembered, if this is the case, wouldn't he be..."

"Won't age, yes, theoretically yes." The visitor took Hermione's words, and Charles had just finished class, "I don't even know how old Wolverine is, he doesn't have all the things he had before he was injected with Edelmantium Memory, no matter how deep I go into his subconscious, I can't find it."

"There are not many people in the world who own Edelman alloy," Sherlock said.

"Oh, we do know who injected him with the Edelmant alloy," Charles steered the wheelchair to come to them, "it was a group of scientists and generals in the US government who tried to use mutants to deal with mutants."

Sherlock raised his eyebrows: "In comparison, I want to know who that woman is, she must be in school, but she can't be a student—since she is Mr. When it comes to saying that the people you trust obviously don't have any women other than Storm."

Charles sighed: "Jean Forest is too unstable, I don't even know if she will destroy the world in the next moment. She is the host of the Phoenix, so she is probably the most powerful mutant in the world, with immeasurable abilities. I The only thing I can do now is to lock the phoenix part of her brain. Once the lock is broken by the phoenix, it will not be a war between mutants and ordinary people, but the end of the world. If there is such a day, probably only Logan alone is capable of killing her. (In "X-Men3", Wolverine finally killed Jean)"

"I always believe that love is dangerous adventure." Sherlock murmured, "I'm afraid I have to suggest that you pay more attention to Miss Forest recently."

Charles nodded: "Thank you for your advice, Mr. Holmes, I will. Moreover, I agree with your point of view, love is too dangerous, if you are not careful, you may be smashed to pieces, it is not as good as friendship."

Charles' last words made the other four present smile knowingly.

"I'll ask Storm to take you to your rooms right away," Charles finally said, and at the same time he called Storm with his brainwaves, who led them to four adjacent rooms on the third floor.

There were two beds in the room Storm brought Hermione into, and she smiled and said, "The professor told me that you seem to want to get in touch with mutants of your age, so..."

Hermione blinked, and while marveling at the inability of the apprentice's token to resist mutants, she was also very happy. After all, it is really difficult to ask to live with the students here, "Thank you, Storm, if you can, please Also help me thank the professor."

Storm smiles: "You're welcome, and I guess the professor already senses your thanks. He doesn't need a mind-reader to sense what other people want to say to him. There's another girl here called Kitty, who's 14 years old like you , she is probably in class, she will be back in a while, she is a very cheerful and lovely girl, I believe you will like each other." After that, she asked a few more words about the school timetable, and said that it is okay if you are bored Go to the library in the castle, and then leave.

Hermione opened her suitcase, sorted out some daily necessities, and then started to write her summer homework - although it was very simple, it still had to be done!

After an unknown amount of time, Hermione vaguely heard light footsteps coming from the corridor, guessing that this might be Kitty, and Hermione put down the quill (The History of Magic Essay: A Study on the Economic Impact of the Goblin Rebellion on Hogsmeade ), looking curiously at the door of the room.

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, and they came directly to the door, and walked in without a pause-straight through the door!

The girl with long brown straight hair was carrying a schoolbag on one shoulder, and walked in bouncingly. She saw Hermione Stunned Granger by the window at a glance, walking happily like a lark Stretching out a hand: "You're Hermione, right? Storm told me you're living with me these days."

Hermione quickly reacted, nodded, stood up and wanted to shake the hand that was stretched out, but she couldn't grasp it.

The girl giggled: "That's just a joke." She held Hermione's hand in mid-air, "You don't mind that, do you?" [Just kidding, don't you mind? 】

"No, of course not." Hermione laughed, "That's really cool!"

"Kitty, callmeKitty," said the girl cheerfully. "Honestly, living in a double room by yourself is really hard, and I'm happy to have company—am I exaggerating a little?"

Hermione also laughed: "No, I understand you~"

Kitty threw her schoolbag on a chair next to another desk, then sat down on the sunny window sill, looking curiously at what Hermione had just been writing: "About the economic impact of the goblin rebellion on Hogsmeade research? Cool~ are you really a witch?"

"Well," Hermione nodded, "I, like you, go to a special school. My school is called Hogwarts, which specializes in teaching young wizards."

"Goodtknowtherearesomeoneasdifferentasus." Kitty said happily, shaking her dangling legs, "You know, before I came here, I had to carefully hide my abilities. I'm really grateful that Professor X found me and brought me I came here, let me have a big family, here no one needs to be afraid of being regarded as different, everyone's ability is beautiful!"

Hermione nodded and sat next to Kitty: "I came from a Muggle family - Muggles refer to people without magic power - so I couldn't control my magic power when I was young, and when I accidentally showed my abilities, I was also regarded as a different kind by other children... Fortunately, my parents have been protecting me, until I was 11 years old, I received the admission letter from Hogwarts, came to Hogwarts, and studied various Knowledge of magic, the ability to learn to control myself, I have friends with whom I have nothing to hide, I have professors who can ask magical questions... I believe I feel the same way you do."

"Hogwarts sounds like this place." Kitty blinked and said.

Looking into Kitty's hazel eyes, Hermione smiled and said, "Harry and I feel the same way, and it's nice to know that there's another group of people in the world just like us."

"Harry? Is Harry the black-haired boy with you?" Kitty asked curiously, "Oh, it was Sean and Angel who told me that they just saw you walking towards the manor."

"Well, his name is Harry, and he's right next door." Hermione nodded, "Sherlock and John are in the room over there."

"Yes!" Kitty grabbed Hermione's arm, "I almost forgot! Those two, Mr. Holmes and Mr. Watson, are they really that Holmes and Dr. Watson?!"

Hermione smiled and nodded again, watching the non-stop girl jumping excitedly on the floor: "Oh God! My favorite novel is "Detective Sherlock Holmes"! Sherlock is my god! Behind the Professor! Even in front of Magneto!"

Hermione suddenly found that there seemed to be a word she didn't recognize, but she should be able to guess the meaning of "male god"... Is it because she hasn't been online for a long time... Hermione thought depressedly, and she said, "You We should be able to see him, we will be in school these days, Sherlock and John are going to investigate the poisoning case, it seems that there will be no results for a while."

"Oh, Hermione, you must introduce me to the two of them!" Kitty said excitedly, "Can I have dinner with you later?"

"Of course, I welcome it, and I believe Harry and the others will be very happy." Hermione said with a smile. When she knew the existence of Sherlock Holmes, her mental activity was actually similar to that of Kitty...

"Oh, Hermione, how kind of you!" Kitty put her arms around Hermione's neck happily, and kissed Hermione on the cheek.

What a familiar child... Hermione thought equally happily looking at that lark-like figure.

The author has something to say: I am hesitant to play OOC here, let Hermione and Kitty be the rotten female criminals in the second class... But that doesn't seem to be my style...

chapter104. Encounters of the fourth kind?

"Hi, Kitty."

In the restaurant, two boys passed by Kitty, and Kitty happily introduced: "This is John and Bobby, this is Hermione, Harry, Mr. Holmes and Dr. Watson. John, Bobby, sit here~"

John with golden brown hair and Bobby with dark brown hair greeted them one by one friendly and sat beside Kitty.

"We were just talking about Mr. Holmes' 'The Hound of the Baskervilles' case," said Kitty cheerfully, her tone infectious.

The two boys were taken aback, and Bobby asked in surprise, "That Mr. Sherlock Holmes?"

Kitty nodded and started to brief them on the situation.Sherlock rolled his eyes, turned sideways and whispered to Watson: "In the past two months, the surprises I have received are 'you are still alive' rather than 'how did you know'."

"Wizard? That's so cool!" John couldn't help but marvel when listening to Kitty's narration, and Harry and Hermione looked at each other and smiled.

John seemed to have completely forgotten about his veal steak. After listening to Kitty's narration, he leaned over to Harry and the other four, and asked, "So, do you have magic power and a wand? Amazing!"

Harry smiled and accepted the task of dealing with the boy: "Yes, we have to learn to control our abilities just like you, otherwise our magic power will cause trouble."

"You must learn all kinds of spells, right?" John continued to ask excitedly, Kitty and Bobby also listened with interest, and Hermione didn't have time to introduce anything to Kitty just now.

Harry shrugged: "Actually, although we have magical powers and learn various spells, in fact, most wizards can only cast small spells in the end, such as using magic to wash dishes, sweep the floor, etc., only a very small number Only great wizards have powerful magical powers, which can cause great influence or damage. For example, Professor X’s mind-reading technique, although wizards also have mind-readers, but very few, requiring talent, has not appeared for hundreds of years, besides Professor X's mind-reading ability will not be felt by others, and he can also modify memories without revealing any traces. Kitty's ability to pass through any solid, and even carry people, requires ancient runes in the magic world. "

"And we wizards use magic to consume the magic power in the body. Although it can be recovered, there is a limit at one time. Unlike you mutants, who are born with various abilities, you don't need to worry about whether your abilities will be exhausted when you use them." Hermione followed added.

After listening to Bobby, he nodded: "So in fact, wizards and mutants have their own advantages and disadvantages. You do a lot but maybe not strong enough. We may be powerful but too single."

"Then do you learn general knowledge at Hogwarts?" Kitty asked, "I mean, like mathematics, physics, psychology and so on."

Hermione shook her head: "It's a pity that we don't learn it. The key is that most wizards think they are stronger than Muggles and think that Muggles' knowledge is not worth learning, so we can't learn ordinary subjects at Hogwarts." .”

"It's funny to say," Harry added, laughing, "We have a subject called 'Muggle Studies,' and guess what we study? Cranes!"

John laughed, "Are you kidding me?"

Harry shook his head and sighed.Sherlock said before John: "Seriously? I didn't even know that this Hogwarts class has reached this point. No wonder Hermione didn't take this class alone."

John, Bobby and Kitty were all stunned.

"So, John, what are your abilities?" Harry asked, playing with the fork in his hand.

Hearing Harry's question, John replied, "Uh, it's hard to say, just look at it." He took out a lighter from his pocket to light it, and gently took the flame off and put it in his palm. "Bobby?"

The boy whose name was called sighed and nodded helplessly. Just when Harry and Hermione were curious, Bobby raised his hand and created ice cubes in mid-air,