[Comprehensive] Sherlock's Secret

Dumbledore looked at him too.

After a while, he bent over and took out something from the drawer under the table and put it on the table. Sherlock lowered his head, and it was the red pine wand.

"It has been with me since that trial," Dumbledore said slowly, "Voldemort was defeated within a few years after the trial ended, peace and light were restored to the wizarding world, I advise Sue to start life again , so I returned the box to her, but I withheld the wand..."

"I thought it was all over, so I locked the wand and the doubts of the time in the cabinet, because at that time, instead of questioning and remembering the past, we needed to look forward and start over - especially For Su."

"But the facts proved that this decision was wrong. The Philosopher's Stone incident happened in Harry's first year of school. Voldemort was not completely dead. I had to call Sue out of Godric's Hollow, and at the same time..." He was fair but Rubbing the wand with his skinny fingertips, he said helplessly, "I have to re-examine many things from that year."

"It's not easy for an old man to remember the past - but fortunately I remembered this wand, so I took it to Germany to visit the wandmaker Grigovich."

"he told me……"

Dumbledore's fingers curled up slowly, and he stared at the supposedly precious wand through the half-moon lens. His blue eyes seemed to be calm and calm, but they seemed to be already turbulent.

"This wand once belonged to Amaranta Frings."

Sherlock's fingers that were originally touching the armrest of the chair suddenly paused for a moment, and then resumed their movements, but the rhythm was chaotic, like a messy score that had been smeared and modified by him, or at this time, there was a sense of tension between the two of them. , an emotion called upset.

"Amaranta Frings's wand recognized Sue Leicht?" He asked almost subconsciously, and then asked himself, "Only the wand that has been taken will change its allegiance, and she But I don’t remember it at all, so—”

He had to switch to the very cold and obnoxious tone he usually used when stating the case: "So she hurt her best friend, huh? And then took this wand from her, how ironic, she I have been blaming myself for not protecting Amaranta well, thinking that I should be responsible for her death, but in fact she is an accomplice?"

Dumbledore did not speak.

And Sherlock's tone was more mocking: "You knew about it all along, but you never told her?"

Dumbledore sighed, and said wearily after a while: "Sometimes knowing the truth is not good for us, I would rather not know about it myself, it is not difficult to conceal, the difficult thing is to watch my child in pain , and if I tell her the truth, it will only make her suffer more—this is the most difficult choice in the world."

"And now?" Sherlock asked sharply, "Why did you let me know?"

"Because I leave the decision to you."

Dumbledore looked at him: "Sue trusts you, respects you, and has admiration and love for you. As his elder, I have never held such a heavy place in her heart—perhaps Tom before becoming Voldemort would have , but he has become the past, and the one who turned into skeletons and dust is nothing to mention.

And you—dear Sherlock, you are the present and the future, she has always had very little, I hope you can be the one who can make decisions for her, okay? "

"It's all nonsense," Sherlock sneered coldly, still with a mocking expression and tone, "You never had any opinions or guesses about the whole thing from the beginning to the end, even at the beginning. At that time, you would rather use the memory scene in your memory than explain yourself. You didn't say anything, you just showed me a memory, but you know better, I will definitely not hide it from Su... There is a dilemma choice, so throw it to others?"

He leaned forward slightly towards Dumbledore, this posture looked extremely condescending and oppressive: "Old fox—"

"But this other person is you." Dumbledore was not angry because of his words, but said kindly, "If Sherlock Holmes hadn't appeared in Su's life, or if you didn't fall in love with each other, I would have chosen the right time. Tell her... But, we both know, you are more important than me.

I'm sure she would have liked you to have told her, not me, a bad old man. "

Phoenix let out a soft cry, jumped down and landed on the table between the two of them, facing Sherlock, it blinked.

"You see, even Fox agrees with me..." Dumbledore stroked the Phoenix's feathers.

"I'm afraid it's mocking you."

"Ha, let it be, anyway, I don't understand the language of Phoenix."

Sherlock got up to leave, and Dumbledore stood up almost at the same time as him. When his hand was about to be placed on the doorknob, he whispered: "It will always end... Living is also a very tiring thing."

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In the dressing room of the Three Broomsticks, Su Fu changed his appearance with magic according to Ms. Rosmerta's instructions.

She has now become a middle-aged woman with a red nose. Ms. Rosmerta said confidently: "No one will know you when you walk into the Ministry of Magic like this!"

Su Fu thought to himself that I just won't be going to the Ministry of Magic today.

She went first to Four Maples Street.

She didn’t come back after a few days. The old house looked old and friendly. She walked back and forth aimlessly, taking care of almost every corner. As expected, she found a woman wearing a plaid windbreaker and rain boots in the old cold drink shop. man.

The people who came and went looked at him with no surprise, as if caring for a mentally handicapped person.

With this style of dressing, and the motionless hand in the right pocket, wizards from the Ministry of Magic who have never been to the Muggle world definitely have no choice but to run away.

Su Fu walked towards the table next to the man, passed by him and pretended to sprain his foot, making sure that the wand in his pocket was indeed a magic wand, and then greeted him apologetically. , read the Imperius Curse on the man under the table.

"Your mission?" she asked in a low voice.

"Watch Sue Frank..."

"Who told you to do this?"

The wizard didn't hesitate at all: "Senior Deputy Minister Dolores Umbridge."

really……

Su Fu said in a low voice, "Everything is forgotten", a red light flashed, and the wizard's eyes gradually became confused. When he regained consciousness, Su Fu had already walked out of the cold drink shop with her milk tea.

After going out, she changed her appearance back, then walked into the alley, and directly Apparated to Grimmauld Place.

She should have been to the old Black house before, because as he walked through the porch, Walburga in the portrait looked at her with a puzzled look, and then continued to roar and curse Sirius.

The first one to appear and make a gesture to receive her was an old house elf. Su Fu felt very uncomfortable when he saw it, so he quickly lifted the milk tea bag in his hand higher than the top of his head, until the elf could not reach it. When she walked out of the dark porch, the elf saw her face clearly, suddenly showed a frightened expression, and ran away without a trace.

Su Fu: "..."

She can achieve the same effect as Voldemort.

Then it was Hermione who rushed over after hearing the sound. She looked at Su Fu with an unbelievable expression, and then yelled very unsteadily: "Frank! Professor Frank is back!"

There was a "hall clang" in the kitchen, and Harry and Ron ran out, both wide-eyed, then Fred and George, and finally Sirius, followed by Mrs Weasley.

"Ah—Su!" Sirius ran over excitedly and hugged her, and said enthusiastically, "For more than a year, I have only seen news about you in letters."

"Sit down, we're going to have dinner," Mrs. Weasley came forward and patted her on the shoulder. "Children, can you help me clear the table?"

Su Fu didn't expect that she would just be in time for dinner, so she distributed milk tea and candy to several children, jokingly said, "I'm sorry I didn't bring you American specialties, but I don't think America is that fun either?"

"The Yankees have no less rules than us," Sirius waved his hand. "I went there once when I was young, and they still have to register for apparation. It's too troublesome."

"When did you come back?" Hermione asked as she set the plate.

"It's only been three or four days since I came back," Su Fu said, "I went to school before."

Fred and George were whispering and discussing something, Ron leaned over to listen to their whispers, and Harry was rearranging his saucer with his head covered, as if the nature was not high.

Thinking of tomorrow's trial, Su Fu sighed slowly.

The entire long table was almost full of plates, but after a while, wizards from the Order of the Phoenix entered the room one after another, first Kingsley Shacklebolt and Mr. Weasley, they expressed their congratulations to Su Fu's return, Then came Tonks and Moody. After a while, several people came over. Su Fu couldn't help asking Mrs. Weasley, "Are there so many people coming over for dinner every day?"

"There are quite a lot of people today." Mrs. Weasley glanced at Harry quietly, and then immediately withdrew her gaze. "Usually, it's just me and the children. Sirius stayed here on purpose this afternoon. He will accompany Arthur tomorrow." Harry going to the Ministry of Magic..."

Harry detected his name sensitively, and then looked up to this side. His face was a little pale, but he still forced a smile to Su Fu, then lowered his head and continued to work.

"Oh Dunge!" cried Sirius suddenly, "what are you doing squatting behind the curtain?"

"I'm catching a bitch," said Mundungus Fletcher in a low voice, "the drugstore charges two Sickles an ounce..."

"The foxes in this house have been killed," Ginny walked down the stairs, "so don't bother."

Mundungus stood up cursing, and sat down at the end of the long table.

Sirius turned his head back and continued to chat with Su Fu: "Is Sherlock back too?"

"He's in school, he doesn't know what to study," Su Fu said casually, "Oh, thank you for the stewed potatoes Molly..."

"Is Mr. Holmes at school!" Hermione immediately asked, and pulled Fred away, sitting next to Su Fu, shaking her head with regret and expectation, "It's a pity that it's a holiday, I have several I want to ask him a question..."

Su Fu: "...What??"

"I searched Mr. Holmes's name on Google, and then found magazine papers and posts he had published," Hermione said excitedly. "The article on distinguishing between cigarettes and soot is really interesting! I want to be Ask him for advice, and I have been thinking about going to Muggle University for further study after graduating from Hogwarts, and now I have finally confirmed that I want to apply for the chemistry major at Cambridge University!"

Su Fu: "..."

The author has something to say: Sherlock: The Old Fox.

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And when Sherlock meets Peanut...

Peanut (looking at the number of visits to his blog): Admit it, Sherlock, no one is interested in how you identify 220 types of soot.

Sherlock (Tsundere): Hmph, someone is interested.

(Here @ Hermione·Hogwarts Learning God·Mr. Sherlock Holmes' fan girl·Cambridge University chemistry major fresh graduate·Future future·Miss Granger)