[Comprehensive] Sherlock's Secret

After returning to the residence, Su Fu went to the kitchen to cook first. While waving her wand, she said loudly to Sherlock: "You pick up your things first, don't go back and find something missing."

"I don't know what I have," Sherlock didn't know what he was doing, and it took nearly half a minute to answer her, "and I have other things now..."

There was no sound before the words were finished.

Su Fu had no choice but to cook first, and she was going to start work by herself after lunch.

As a result, the lunch was ready, but she yelled several times, but there was no one, so she ran to the bedroom to look for it, and saw Sherlock sitting at the desk, writing so seriously that even Su Fu didn't notice when he came in.

It wasn't until she walked behind him that he turned around abruptly, and his elbow happened to be pressed on the page he had written just now.

"What's wrong?" he asked, looking up with a slight smile.

Su Fu pointed in the direction of the kitchen, and said, "...I told you to eat."

"Oh, let's go." He stood up, folded a stack of papers on the table and threw them into the drawer.

He walked out, Su Fu looked back at the open drawer in the middle, and frowned for some reason.

During the meal, Su Fu casually asked, "What are you writing?"

"Write to Freya." Sherlock put down his fork and looked at her.

"Why do you write a letter... Do you have anything to do with her?"

"Because I don't know where she is," Sherlock said, "Her phone shows as unavailable, so I need your owl to deliver the letter to her."

Su Fu said "Oh", got up and rummaged in his box by the wall for a while, took a small square mirror and handed it to Sherlock: "This is a double-sided mirror, Freya also has one, you You can use this to talk to her, but I'm not sure if she has it with her."

Sherlock took it and put it aside without saying a word.

After lunch, Su Fu wanted to buy a plane ticket back to London. For some reason, the WIFI signal in the living room was poor, and the webpage couldn’t come out after loading for a long time. She was looking for a signal in the house with her computer. I accidentally saw Sherlock holding a mirror and talking to Freya, his voice was very low and his speech was fast, almost like a whisper, many pronunciations were vague and unclear, and he didn't seem to be speaking English.

Su Fu simply pulled the bedroom door over and closed it. The moment the door was locked, she felt that Sherlock seemed to be looking up at her, and her movement was slightly stagnant, but in the end, the door was still closed.

After buying the plane ticket, she started to pack her things. They stopped and went in the United States, and they stayed for a year. There were a lot of messy things. Su Fu first put away all the obvious things and put them in the box. , and finally found some in various corners. She felt that asking Sherlock would definitely not give any answers, so she weighed the usefulness of these things, kept all the useful ones, and threw the rest away.

Just when she finished calling the landlord to explain that they were going to leave the day after tomorrow, the bedroom door opened with a "squeak", and she couldn't help but look back. Sherlock smiled for a moment under her emotionless gaze, and then came over to sit. By her side.

On the coffee table was the box she had put things in.

"Why didn't you open this box?" He took out a small square wrapped in cardboard from a pile of sundries and put it on the table.

"I was too busy at school, and then I forgot..." Su Fu took the small cube and weighed it, and asked, "What is it?"

"I don't know," Sherlock shrugged, "Freya gave it to you."

Su Fu removed the hard paper from the packaging, and inside was a small exquisite royal blue velvet box. She opened it and found a pair of earrings embedded in the black velvet lining.

The blue crystal stone is wrapped with delicate silver vine flowers and leaves, like a small garland, with a drop of crystal rain falling in the middle.

And the strange pair that Su Fu once gave her back.

She shook her head and smiled slowly.

"You don't have pierced ears." Sherlock said and lifted the hair around her ears to take a look.

Su Fu thought for a while and said, "I can poke one with a spell..."

Sherlock: "..."

He pulled Su Fu up, took the coat from the clothes rack and threw it to her, saying, "Go to the hospital."

……

When they came out of the hospital, Su Fu had two small piercings in her earlobes. She couldn't help touching the allergy stick on her ears, but Sherlock grabbed her hand halfway. She said: "When will I be able to wear Freya's earrings?"

"Two or three weeks."

Su Fu sighed, "It's been so long."

"Not long at all," Sherlock walked slowly, tilting his head and said, "It took us two weeks and three days to investigate the case of Daniel Eskes and McDougal."

"Really? I feel like it's only been a few days..."

"Soon." He said simply.

time flies.

For her, all the things seemed like a flash in the future. For example, it has been three years since she walked out of Godric's Hollow. For example, it has been two years since she knew Sherlock. For example, after 14 years, Voldemort finally came back. .

She said: "I remember that time when I went to the orphanage to find the Harvester and met you..."

"Distant memories," Sherlock lowered his eyes. His gray-blue eyes reminded people of the vast and deep starry sky. The depths of his eyes seemed to be as far away as the first memories, without boundaries, and he couldn't see the meaning and emotion contained in them clearly. I also remember you and Mycroft lying to me about Michael Smith being killed by a crocodile."

Thinking of this incident, Su Fu couldn't help laughing: "Ah, you didn't believe that there were non-scientific things in this world at that time."

Sherlock said blankly, "Damn Mycroft."

"Are Freya and Edmund okay?" Su Fu asked suddenly.

"Very well," Sherlock replied eloquently, "they're in Germany."

"Why are you still in Germany? Didn't you say you were going to Japan?"

"It should be the second time." Sherlock said, "They are still looking for someone."

"It turns out that Yadao Shen and Mao's friends haven't been found yet..." Su Fu sighed and didn't speak again until he went back.

Two days later.

It was dusk when Su Fu and Sherlock came out of Heathrow Airport.

Back in London, even the air is familiar. There seems to be no change in Four Maple Street this year. In midsummer, the tips of the maple leaves are also dyed a little red by the sun. It won’t be long before summer is over, and autumn is coming .

"Let's go to eat first, we don't have anything when we go home." Su Fu said.

When they came out of the restaurant, it was already dark, there were almost no pedestrians on the street, and the cool wind was blowing, and for some reason, it felt cold to the bone. She pulled Sherlock and wanted to go back to the house quickly. , As a result, when she walked across the street to the sidewalk, she suddenly found that the small puddles on the bottom of her feet were slowly freezing.

And the street lamp above the head flickered a few times like a short circuit, and suddenly lost its light.

The sky and the earth were like a veil, and it was dark for a moment. The star river that was shining brightly just now, the silver moon half hidden in the clouds, the clear sky and the cool night wind disappeared together with the extinguished street lamp.Even the sound, the car horn on the road in the distance, the whirling sound of the branches in the wind, and the noise on the street across the building, all disappeared in an instant.

Only silence and cold remained.

As well as the boundless fear and sadness bred by the silence and cold, negative emotions slowly grow in the bottom of my heart, and the darkness, like a layer of tulle, sticks to people's eyes.

"What's wrong?" Su Fu asked when she heard Sherlock's vigilant voice.

At the same time, some uncomfortable rustling noises were heard, such as ragged cloth mopping the floor, struggling with stuck throats, hoarse low tide coughing, and viscous boiling of liquid.

Dementors.

Su Fu grasped Sherlock's hand tightly, and said in a low voice, "Shut up and think about happy memories!"

The chill came from all directions like a tide, and she began to hear broken groans and desperate cries in her mind, and heard the crisp sound of the beam falling to the ground and breaking people's spine when the fire was burning, and she heard Wen Gewei's throat. Struggling coughing, hearing Voldemort's grim laughter and the pronunciation of the Avada Kedavra—

She clenched Sherlock's hand tightly, almost crushing the bones of his fingers. With the wand in her hand, she raised it up to the void without hesitation, and shook her head violently, trying to shake those Throwing the screen out, I forced myself to think about something happy.

... Sherlock is still by her side, which is good. She thought of the peaceful chat with Freya in the clinic by the suburban road, of Dumbledore, of Severus, and of the time given to him at Hogwarts. When the kids are in class - "Patronus!"

The atomized white wolf spewed out from the tip of the wand, raised its front hooves in the night, raised its head and screamed at the moon, it ran out, a huge cloaked figure was knocked away, and it floated away as if weightless, guarding In the pure light of God, he fled.

The temperature and sound of the world are back in place.

While she breathed a sigh of relief, she was even more puzzled as to why the dementor suddenly appeared on Four Maples Street. The summer night wind was blowing on her face, but she shivered slightly.

"We have to go—"

Only at this time did she feel that her finger bones were about to be crushed by Sherlock.

"Are you all right?" she asked.

Sherlock's face was a little pale, but his expression seemed to be the same as usual. He opened his tightly pursed lips, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Is that a dementor?"

Su Fu said "hmm": "It will remind people of the most painful and frightening memories—do you have any frightening memories?"

"No." he said.

"Isn't that great?" Su Fu pulled him forward a few steps into a dark alley, "Dementors appeared here for no reason, I have to go find Dumbledore," she said suddenly After a moment, "You come with me."

After speaking, there was a sudden explosion on the silent street, and then there was no trace.

The author has something to say: Calvin, it’s past midnight, it’s yesterday’s update, I’ll write it again tonight.

System: Ding, a new map is unlocked ahead - [Hogwarts], players please get ready.

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