[Comprehensive English and American] The Queen is Coming

When Snape saw Aisha, he was startled, the dark blue skirt was blackened by the bright red blood, she held his hand tightly, and said with the last bit of strength, "Go to Gaunt Castle... ...Bellatrix...save Debbie."

Hearing the name Bellatrix, Snape basically figured out the cause and effect, cast a coagulation spell on Aisha, and hurried to Gaunt Manor, just in time to catch up with the crazy Bella Trix cast three unforgivable curses on Debbie one after another.

"Enough!" Snape's magic was superb, far better than Bellatrix's.

"Mind your own business, Snape!"

With a wave of his wand, Snape rescued the tormented Debbie from Bellatrix, who, like her master, was dying.

He glanced at the ferocious and desperate Bellatrix with disgust, and decided to hand over this matter to Malfoy, after all, he was his relative.

Handing over to the black-faced Malfoy, Snape was about to leave, and Malfoy asked behind him: "Miss Arendelle... are you okay?" The most important subordinate, but she turned to Snape instead of him, which already revealed a message-because of Bellatrix's relationship with the Malfoy family, she didn't trust him.

"Not very well..." Snape replied honestly, "I think it's best for you to inform the adults about this matter."

Malfoy gave him a grateful look, at least the initiative was still in his hands.

"Thanks, Sev."

Before Snape left, he had informed Draco to send Aisha to the medical wing, hoping that the situation was not as bad as he had seen.

"Madame Pomfrey." Snapela opened the curtain, and saw that she had changed into clean clothes and was lying lifelessly on the hospital bed: "How is she doing?"

Pomfrey was a little worried: "I've checked, and the wound can't be healed by magic, including potions. Fortunately, the wound didn't hurt internal organs. Although there was a lot of blood, it wasn't as serious as imagined. "

"What about herbs?" Snape suggested, "Herbs that don't have any magical properties."

Madam Pomfrey nodded immediately: "Yes, yes, this is indeed worth trying. If the herbal medicine works, the human medicine should also be able to do it. Their medical science is making rapid progress."

After applying the herbal medicine, Aisha woke up close to the early morning. She frowned and looked at the unfamiliar environment with some doubts. She stretched her arms and wanted to stand up straight. The severe pain made her gasp :"hiss--"

"Are you awake?" came the voice of Snape, who had been here all night.

"Mr. Snape, I hope you don't disappoint me, after all..." Aisha shook her head: "Have you researched the antidote yet?"

"What about what I want?" Snape met her gaze, motionless, with a little pressure.

Elsa said, "Give me a pen and paper."

Snape quickly turned a cup and spoon on the bedside cabinet into paper and pen with a brilliant Transfiguration spell, and handed it to her.Aisha quickly wrote down something, and said: "This is the weakest link in his power distribution, and of course the name of the spy he planted in the Order of the Phoenix, you are completely free to play."

She closed the paper and looked at him.

"The potion needs to be boiled now, and the boiling process takes more than ten hours. You can continue to rest."

"Is Headmaster Dumbledore at school?" Aisha asked.

"He went out to deal with some things. It should take tomorrow to come back. Do you have something to ask him?"

Aisha took a deep look at him: "Mr. Snape, you may find it ridiculous to say it, but I did provoke Mrs. Lestrange on purpose to prevent you from being suspected by Tom. Doctors and patients are The best status, isn't it?" She pointed at the two of them.

"So please don't tell Dumbledore that I'm injured and I'm still at Hogwarts." She never believed Dumbledore. In fact, the information she told was not as valuable as what she came from.

Snape lowered his eyelids slightly, and said mockingly: "Then you are really considerate."

Aisha licked her lips, spread her hands and said helplessly: "I can only say that I underestimated the power of love. Her madness is beyond my imagination. I thought it was just some small revenge, but I didn't expect that she wanted to kill me."

"Rest." Aisha closed her eyes again, apparently agreeing.

The time suddenly became difficult. Aisha counted the numbers silently in her heart, fell asleep and woke up again, and so on.Finally Snape brought a small bottle of blue potion, the light blue liquid shone brightly under the light.Aisha took it and drank it in one gulp, frowning instantly - it's too bad to drink!

"Oh—" She opened her mouth slightly, and a gushing force almost poured out of her body. When she opened her eyes again, a light that was bluer than the color of her eyes flashed.

Snape's chest constricted because of the powerful coercion she radiated, and he still felt lingering fear until the coercion disappeared.This power was so terrifying that the vigilance in his heart soared to the highest level in an instant, and his hand tightly grasped the wand.

This feeling of being full of power is so good, the corners of Aisha's mouth curled up, and she bit her lip when she saw Snape's appearance, she can only say that his sixth sense is really good.

"Thank you very much for your help, Mr. Snape." She smiled kindly, and handed him the note: "This is what you need."

He took it, and in an instant, the power of the ice was transmitted from his fingers to his whole body, and his shocked appearance was completely kept in the ice.Aisha lifted the quilt and stepped on the floor barefoot. Suddenly, an anxious voice came from outside: "Mr. Voldemort, you can't run amok in Hogwarts like this!"

Aisha turned the frozen paper back to dry, then folded it and put it on the innermost side of her clothes. When she heard the sound of approaching footsteps, she clutched her wound and ran out from the back door of the medical wing.

Riddle followed closely behind the pale Malfoy. In order not to cause unnecessary misunderstanding, a large group of his Death Eaters gathered in Hogsmeade.

When he entered the medical room, he deliberately slowed down his steps, and the desire to kill that was churning in his chest was temporarily calmed down by him, with a gentle expression on his face.He opened the curtain, his expression froze immediately, his hands became tighter and tighter, and finally the white cloth was torn off, and the silver iron ring crackled into a ball.

His eyes swept across the ice cubes on the ground coldly, and the muscles on his face kept shaking, obviously extremely angry.Malfoy, who had already been severely punished, couldn't bear this powerful coercion even more, and knelt down involuntarily, with layers of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

"Malfoy, now is your chance to redeem yourself." Riddle looked at him, "Look around London and find her."

Baker Street, 221B.

"Sherlock, where are you going?" As his roommate, John Watson was standing in the bathroom mirror to apply hairspray on his hair. He had an important date tonight.If it goes well, you may soon be able to get rid of single life.

Sherlock's quick footsteps rattled the stairs, and his deep and powerful voice came: "John, you have a date, and I want to have some fun for myself."

Aisha turned into a back alley of a bar, hid herself completely in the dark, and finally relaxed a little.The Death Eaters followed closely behind her. In order to prevent them from following the blood, she covered the surface of the wound with a thin layer of ice. After such tossing, she was almost unable to hold on.

Meow--a black cat jumped down from the low wall, stared at Aisha with blue eyes for a while, and then ran away suddenly.

"Who are you?" Aisha lowered her voice, holding an ice pick against his aorta, as long as the man pressed against the wall by her acted rashly, he would be killed immediately.

Sherlock raised his hand, his gray-green eyes flashed a plexiglass icy light in the darkness, his eyes were like gamma rays, and he felt guilty of being seen through.

"You're in trouble, Miss in trouble." Sherlock stated calmly, slowly holding Aisha's wrist to remove the ice pick, the corners of his mouth raised, his eyes flashed with excitement: "And I can help you."

Pa——The dim yellow light suddenly came on, and a person walked out from the back door of the bar. When he saw the two of them, his eyes flashed with emotion, he threw the rubbish into the trash can, and closed the door again.

"Doctor Strange?" The light allowed her to see his face clearly, Elsa completely loosened his clothes and took a small step back.

"If you mean the neurosurgeon, we are not the same person." Sherlock straightened his collar and said, "Sherlock Holmes, consult the detective."

"...Go to look over there...Have you looked here...The master said..." The intermittent voice came into Aisha's ears, and her eyebrows It also wrinkled up, which seemed troublesome.

"Mr. Holmes, I think I really need your help. Help me get rid of those men in black and take me to a safe place." When Aisha made this series of requests, she was a little incredulous.She can't use her abilities on a large scale, which would expose her whereabouts and quickly attract Riddle.

"Then you can only offend." He suddenly took off his black coat and covered her body, covering her tightly from the beginning to the end.

"This will only attract attention." Aisha reminded hesitantly.

Sherlock glanced at her, and then his eyes stopped on her pale lips: "This way it won't be strange... Wrap my coat so that your hair can't show out, the logo is too obvious." Said After he finished, he kissed her lips hard, holding her buttocks so that her legs wrapped around his waist.

There are wild mandarin ducks in the back alleys, which can be found in any bar.

Aisha's shock flashed by, and she quickly understood what he meant, and entangled with him cooperatively, and the ambiguous sound of kissing made her heart beat extremely irregularly.

Sherlock walked out from the back alley with her in his arms, Aisha's pupils shrank, and she pulled his collar with one free hand - what do you want to do?

I saw that his eyes were calm, and everything seemed to be determined in his plan.

When he came to the street, there happened to be a group of Death Eaters gathered next to him.Sherlock reached out and touched her waist lightly, her whole body trembled, and a moan escaped from her lips and tongue, her cheeks flushed instantly.

Sherlock moved his lips away, her pale lips were stained with bright red and water stains, his eyes darkened, and he said in a natural voice: "Baby...baby, come back to my house , we have an evening to play."

"TAXI!"

The Death Eaters glanced at the pair of wild mandarin ducks, and ambiguous laughter rolled out of their throats, but when they thought of tonight's mission, they quickly dispersed from all directions.

Aisha got into the taxi and sat on Sherlock with her legs apart. She didn't pull off her heavy coat until the car drove a certain distance. She saw the Death Eaters' figures getting farther and farther through the rear window. She He relaxed all of a sudden, and raised his hand to touch his sweaty forehead.

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