[Comprehensive] Sherlock's Secret

Mycroft raised his eyebrows, waved to call the secretary, whispered something in his surprised eyes, the secretary quickly followed suit, and not long after, the cars and people on the edge of the canyon were all evacuated.

The sunlight poured down slowly, and when it reached the canyon, it stopped as if it paused. Those flowing, dark mist filled between the Mystery Valley and the sunlight, repeatedly blocking another weird world.

"It might be a bit slow." Su Fu took out his wand, "If you can't wait, you can leave first..."

As she spoke, she chanted an unknown spell, and the arc of magic light sank silently into the valley of the abyss without causing any ripples.

She raised her wand, like holding a huge pen, and walked away without ink. Golden rays of light erupted from the tip of the wand like ribbons, converging and interlacing in the air, gradually forming a complex pattern of latitude and longitude. optical network.

Those rays of light slowly rise and fall, and eventually they are like blades of light and shadow, cutting silently into the fog of the canyon—the fog then begins to rotate, boil, and dissipate, gradually revealing the barren and hideous silhouette behind the thick fog. There are trees with strange shapes and dense branches and leaves, there are dark swamps that have been dead for many years, gravel that will be in chaos when the wind blows, dead branches and leaves that have accumulated over the years, and unknown bones. Eyeballs, shaggy-feathered carrion birds.

And a ghost castle, a laboratory that has stood in the fog for centuries, and a group of unconscious violent monsters.

The golden net of light was suspended in mid-air, and it began to rotate, and a mouth that was dark inside, like an abyss black hole, began to crack in the air. The more it diffused and extended, the bigger it became, and the blacker it was, the more terrifying it was. Dry trees like ghost claws... covered a reaper who happened to be walking... devoured a guard tower that was about to collapse... obliterated a corner of the old laboratory.

Everything in this canyon, like the remnant snow meeting the sun, disappeared without hindrance.

until it disappears.

until it ceases to exist.

Together with the lifeless technology research based on evil that has been accumulated for centuries, the once inflated ambition, the dark place in the deepest part of the heart, and those terrifying monsters, bloody and broken corpses, Knowing which corner the instigator curled up in, everything was swallowed up by the darkness.

Until the end, there is only a desolate area of ​​gravel that is full of canyons, and nothing else. Floating above the canyon, the golden and gorgeous light net forms the most striking contrast with the giant mouth of the black hole derived from it.

Like the darkest ghost in the world, next to it is the dazzling sunlight.

"All right."

In the end, even the golden light net and the deep black hole disappeared, and it was as peaceful as if nothing had happened here.

It's just that in the Ghost Valley, everything behind the fog no longer exists.

no one spoke,

After a while, Mycroft took out his mobile phone and called the evacuated secretary to ask him to prepare the car. His voice remained calm and unchanged.

So everyone was very silent along the way, until returning to the small hotel, Sherlock asked in a low voice: "What did you do just now?"

"It's a magic circle," Su Fu said. "Space magic, just like my pocket can hold a lot of things, but it must be much more difficult..."

She said, raising her eyes and staring blankly at the ceiling: "It has been lost for many years, and it has been listed as forbidden magic because of its weird and terrifying power—that is, what people usually call black magic. Dumbledore probably has to find it again. I drank tea, oh..."

"As long as it's used reasonably and doesn't cause harm," Sherlock said casually, "I don't think it's a big deal... Your principal is making a big deal out of a molehill."

"He's just worried," Su Fu said calmly, "Power is a very fascinating thing, and you will... be crazy about it."

"There's another reason," she said, shaking her head helplessly, "I'm not a good person, and his worry is completely justified."

Sherlock pursed his lips and muttered for a while: "I don't think so..."

Su Fu heard it, and suddenly laughed slowly.

In the evening, when Freya and Dr. Lance came back from the hospital, Su Fu lay by the window and asked in surprise, "Why have you been here for so long?"

Dr. Lance pulled a chair and sat down beside her, and explained in a low voice, "I discussed something with Mr. and Mrs. Whist—"

"They want to inject the baby with the RP3 antibody." Freya picked up his words and said, her eyebrows slightly moved, showing that her mood at the moment is not as cold as her surface.

Su Fu frowned: "...Is this okay?"

"I'm thinking about it," Dr. Lance sighed, "after all, the baby was born not long ago..."

Stephen's mutated lineage was inherited from his parents, including his father, uncle, and one generation back to his grandfather, all of whom were infected with mutated vampires, and the newly born child had more or less There must be a little bit of their blood.

He continued: "Actually, in terms of Stephen's situation, Whist's body can fully accept RP3, but they want the child to be an ordinary person."

"Let's see what they think," Su Fu looked at Freya, "What's the next plan?"

"Go to Yadao Shen and that kitten," Freya said bluntly, "and it happens to be Lillian's hometown, so take her back by the way."

Su Fu suddenly asked: "I heard from them that they might go to Germany?"

"probably--"

"Then...if you pass, you might as well sweep the grave for me."

……

Three days later, the group separated in the small town. Freya and the Whist couple were going to Japan, and Dr. Lance followed him. He smiled and asked Mycroft if he needed to report to the government to apply for exit records , Mycroft replied indifferently: "The plan you once participated in no longer exists-I'm talking about all the traces, as if it never appeared, and the information you know will no longer have any value. "

Sherlock and Mycroft returned to London, and Su Fu... As she expected, the headmaster summoned her to go back to Hogwarts.

Christmas is over.

Spring has not yet arrived, but it is not far away.

==

"The Ministry of Magic has detected that someone in the south has used powerful magic on a large scale?" Severus asked in surprise, "Where did you get the news?"

"Of course it's my acquaintance in the Ministry of Magic," Dumbledore said. "It's not a trivial matter, but they shouldn't have time to pursue it recently..."

"But what is your purpose of paying attention to this matter?" Severus seemed to have thought of something extremely funny, and asked in a ridiculous tone, "Do you think it's the Dark Lord—"

"Of course not," Dumbledore interrupted him, "it's just that Su happened to be in that area."

Severus was dumbfounded and said for a while, "Maybe she's in some danger..."

"If it's an imminent danger, it's not wise to activate a powerful and long-lost space magic circle," Dumbledore frowned. "She has a better choice."

He said and looked towards the door: "She's here..."

Fox lightly landed on the window coffin, and the next second there was a "tuk tuk tuk" knock on the door.

"come in."

Su Fu pushed the door open and entered.

"Are you talking about me?" she asked casually.

"We talked about the magical storm in the south a few days ago, which was even monitored by the Ministry of Magic."

Su Fu just let out a faint "Oh".

"So, Sue," Dumbledore looked at her, "what is it that makes you use such dangerous magic regardless?"

She recounted what she had heard from Lilian about the Reapers and vampires, and recounted her ups and downs in the past few days, and finally said: "It's actually not very dangerous, I can control it..."

"There is no doubt about it," said Dumbledore, "we are all well aware of your abilities..."

"I won't be too obsessed with magic anymore," Su Fu said, "Those days are over... This time I'm just doing a little favor for Mycroft."

Dumbledore said noncommittally: "The pursuit of power is not a bad thing, but never be driven by it."

"No, no, no," she squinted at a small silverware on the table and said, "You see, I am doing more than our minister now."

Dumbledore smiled slyly: "Connelly won't be happy to hear that from you."

"Whether he likes it or not..." Su Fu rolled his eyes slightly to express his disdain, "By the way, I will return your book in a few days, Sherlock will read it."

"It's not in a hurry, we have to focus on the current affairs first, the Wizengamot has confirmed the time for the first court session—"

"When?"

"Early February."

"Neither sooner nor later," Su Fu pondered, "Looks like I'll be busy again..."

"When you're done with Sirius, you can take a long vacation," said Dumbledore. "The Quidditch World Cup will be held in England in July this year. The Ministry of Magic is already making preparations. You must go. Just in time."

"Yes, yes," Su Fu nodded, "Although I haven't played it for a long time, it's still okay to take a look."

"Of course, we have another event..."

"what?"

Severus suddenly said, "The Triwizard Tournament."

Su Fu was surprised: "This year will be held again? Are you not afraid of danger?"

"It is said that stricter protection measures will be taken this year than any previous year," Severus said in his usual mocking tone, "As for the result, we will just wait and see."

"Let him be, as long as they are happy..." She changed her mind and said again, "Then there will be a lot of people in the school then?"

Dumbledore smiled and said, "It won't affect you, after all your office is in the tower."

"Let's talk about it when the time comes," Su Fu said indifferently, "I'm going to stay in the cellar, or I'll just go home—"

Wouldn't it be nice to be able to stay with Sherlock back home.

Dumbledore shook his head with a smile, Su Fu said "goodbye" and went out, Severus also said hello, and followed her out.

Su Fu met him at the corner.

"Classes will start again the day after tomorrow..."

Severus asked, "Haven't you gotten used to being a teacher?"

"Fortunately," Su Fu stopped, "The Triwizard Tournament..."

Severus said slowly: "Have you heard—this time we will meet an acquaintance from Durmstrang."

"I know Karkaroff went to Durmstrang."

"He may not recognize you."

"Durmstrang's team leader doesn't have to be him," Su Fu shrugged, "and even if he recognizes me, so what, afraid of him?"

Severus was noncommittal: "He's a pretty cunning little fellow."

"After Voldemort disappeared," Su Fu narrowed his eyes, "None of them can afford to make waves..."

Severus frowned, cleared his throat for a while and said, "I heard you went to Azkaban before?"

"Well, I went to deal with Sirius and asked Dumbledore something." Su Fu raised his eyebrows and smiled. "I saw Bellatrix Lestrange again. She is really energetic." Well, you still have the strength to scold me..."

Severus sneered: "Don't forget you threw many of them into Azkaban."

"But she has been cursing for so many years, and there is only one word 'traitor'." Su Fu shook his head and sighed, as if regretting, "She is really loyal to Voldemort. She has been in prison for so many years and has not forgotten her master."

They talked and walked into the Slytherin cellar, Severus drew out his wand and tapped the doorknob of the office, and the door creaked open by itself.

"Loyal Death Eaters—especially Bellatrix Lestrange who knows," Severus said in a low, almost inaudible voice with his back turned to her, "they fear you, But I also hate your betrayal—after all, Sue Lighthite was once the Dark Lord's most trusted friend..."

Su Fu tilted his neck, suddenly laughed, and said, "No, he never had any friends."

The author has something to say: Sorry for the late update today.

And... Well, let me tell you something, I will move to Binhai New Area to study tomorrow, and I will be very, very busy then, I guess I won’t even have time to turn on the computer, so I won’t be able to update it every day, sorry.

I could have lingered for a few more days, but there was an unexpected situation at noon today, and the schedule was brought forward to tomorrow, and I will have to pack up and leave early tomorrow morning. Forgive me, I really have to start breaking this time.

I’m already busy enough if I don’t go there, and I’m not in good health recently, the weather is hot and I can’t eat, and I stay up late and get up early every day. To be honest, I really can’t hold on. I always think that it’s okay for young people to be tired, but this time it’s true I can't squeeze in time to update it in the future.I can't confirm the update date, because I'm afraid I won't live up to your trust if I promise to do so. If you want to update, the time is still nine or twelve o'clock. Just open it and take a look at it when you are free.

I will definitely not cheat, but the update will be slow in the future, maybe very slow, sorry brothers, people are so helpless sometimes.

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