[Comprehensive Yingmei] I just want to get through a catastrophe

"Sorry... hiccup... I'm not feeling well... hiccup..." Moriarty hiccupped non-stop with a rare look on his face. He looked around the study room, but found no water.If he went out, he could feel the sinister and hungry gaze of the big dog outside through the door panel, and he probably couldn't escape without leaving a mouthful of calf meat.

He took a deep breath, searched in his mind, and found a way to suppress hiccups, but unfortunately the environment did not allow it, so he had to make a fist and gently pat his chest, resulting in a bigger hiccup.There is also an indescribable smell, if Sherlock can deduce what his dinner was yesterday through this hiccup here.

As long as you are still a normal human being, even a genius with an IQ over [-] can't control yourself from hiccups.

The study room fell silent for a while, except for Moriarty's hiccup every few seconds.He began to reflect on whether he shouldn't have come today, but his strong inner quality allowed him to maintain a graceful smile even if he kept hiccupping.If one ignores his trembling body and faint smile showing signs of collapse, he is still the handsome and handsome Professor Moriarty.

"As I said, stealing is bad behavior." Tom said slowly and methodically, having appreciated enough of Moriarty's embarrassment.

Walking lightly to the edge of the table, the translucent spirit body leaned on the chair in a very comfortable but not very elegant posture, with two slender legs resting on the table. "You think it's just a simple physical discomfort?" He sneered, "I recently read a Muggle book, which said that the ignorant have no fear, and it is indeed a very correct sentence."

Because he is a Muggle who doesn't understand magic, he will attribute everything that happens to his body to physical discomfort.So he never took Muggles seriously, even after he got to know them better, and he had hundreds of ways to make them disappear without them noticing.

Just like now, Professor Moriarty, who seems to be omnipotent on the Internet, as long as he doesn't tell the truth, he will only think that he has a disease that can't be found out and can't be cured-hiccups.If it is placed in the wizarding world, such a small curse used for mischief, just go to St. Mungo's to find a spellbreaker.

Hearing this, Moriarty looked up at the ghost boy vigilantly, lazily nestling in the chair, tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest. "what did you do to me?"

"Why do you think it's me?" Tom looked innocent, "Aren't we friends? On the Internet. This is Ye Bai's place, why don't you think that you touched something you shouldn't have touched?"

Non-my family, its heart must be different.

This was what Moriarty had read in the books of florists before. He felt that not only florists thought so, but the whole world was the same.

For example, if a person with criminal experience is with a group of ordinary people, and someone dies, the first person to be suspected must be the person with criminal experience.To a group of ordinary people, this person is an outlier among them.

He himself is not exempt, as a human being, Ye Bai and the ghost in front of him are naturally suspected of being a ghost boy who is beyond the scope of science.

"You mean... hiccup... because I touched this book... hiccup... that keeps hiccupping like this?" The non-stop hiccups made him look extremely weird, "then I have more reason to suspect that You did it, can Ye Bai, an ordinary person, do this?... hiccup."

"What gave you the illusion that Ye Bai is an ordinary person?" Tom looked at Moriarty with disgust, he didn't see through Ye Bai's exaggerated acting skills. "I always thought you were a smart person. It seems that you shouldn't have too much hope for Muggles."

"Muggle?" Even hiccupping could not stop Moriarty's enthusiasm for new things. While hiccupping, he looked at the ghost boy eagerly, "Are you talking about me?" A term with contempt , he guessed that the meaning contained in it was probably the meaning of 'stupid'. "It seems that you were different from us before you became a ghost."

"Obviously isn't it? After all, I've never seen a Muggle who can turn into a ghost." Ye Bai took back the right to touch the real thing, Tom felt very inconvenient, a person like Ye Bai who always does what he wants and is not determined is too much. Difficult to deal with.

He seems to be sitting on the chair very comfortably now, but in fact he is so light and has no sense of reality. He must maintain this posture carefully to prevent accidentally penetrating the chair.The fingers tapping on the armrest sometimes poke into the armrest, which is enough for the image.

"... Hiccup." Moriarty, who wanted to say nothing and let him pretend to be alone, was ruined by the uncontrollable hiccup.

"Couldn't Ye Bai be an ordinary person? She can't even see you... hiccup..." It's a bit bad. Will every sentence in the future have to end with a hiccup?How could this make him happy to be a villain in the future?

Imagine, as a senior consultant, he hiccups and talks while planning games for consultants in the future. How convincing is this?Let him hide in the Internet without showing his face, what is the meaning of life without pushing against Sherlock?

"If she was an ordinary person, you wouldn't be like this." Tom put his legs off the table, put one hand on them to support his chin, and turned his head slightly to Moriarty to show a sarcastic smile , "I thought you could help me, but it seems that I overestimated you."

"Isn't it your fault that I look like this... hiccup..." Moriarty also smiled back, his teeth almost gnawed.If the ghost in front of him had a real body, he wasn't sure if he could control himself not to directly beat someone up.

"I told you," Tom frowned a little impatiently. If he wanted to cast a curse, it would definitely not be a prank like making people hiccup, at least he would have to touch it to leave an arm. "You shouldn't touch that photo. Ye Bai cast a curse on it. She is the same person as me. If there is no wizard to lift it for you, no matter how advanced Muggle medicine is, you will always remain like this." Said. In the end, he couldn't hide the somewhat gloating smile.

"Wizard? Curse... hiccup..., are you telling a fairy tale boy?"

"You can choose not to believe it, and leave here. I can tell you that it is absolutely impossible for you to think that you can take me away with that book." Tom believed that Moriarty would never allow himself The lower body of the body was hiccupped continuously. "You can go to the doctor and see if anyone can cure your hiccups."

"Okay, Tom, don't be like this... hiccup... we're friends, aren't we? How about helping each other?" Moriarty didn't fully believe the ghost boy's words, he wanted to get more out of his mouth intelligence. "What do you want from Ye Bai?"

"No, I don't think my friend should be so stupid." Tom used to want to turn on the computer, but his hand passed through the mainframe.

"Looking at it this way, it's me who should be suspicious. How do you chat with me online when you can't even touch anything?" Moriarty walked over with a smile, and stretched out his hand tentatively from Tom's translucent He passed through his body and turned on the computer with a light touch. He seemed to know what Tom wanted.

For a ghost who can see everything but touch nothing, what could be more joyful than being able to touch the world again?

"Heh, since this is the case, we don't need to say these meaningless words anymore. Ye Bai has something that can make me materialize. As long as you help me get it, I will find someone to break the spell for you."

"Really... hiccup..." Moriarty showed a lack of interest, "If according to what you said, Ye Bai is the same existence as you, I don't think I can help you, so I might as well Go straight to her and confess that I wanted this book so badly," Moriarty picked up the book from the desk, "and then beg her for forgiveness, I think it's more reliable."

"Of course you can do this, and then you will get a forgetful." Tom is not in a hurry, he understands this man's ambition, and it is definitely not as simple as curing hiccups. "A spell to clean up your memory. The magic world, a world you have never touched, you will never have the chance to understand."

"Then how can you guarantee that after you get the entity, you won't give me a forgetful one too?" Moriarty licked the sharp little canine teeth, his eyes were full of excitement, but his mind was still clear.

"Why don't you let me testify for you?" A third person's voice suddenly appeared in the study room of only two people, and a figure slowly appeared in the air, with black armor, green cloak, and two long hairs on his head. horned helmet.

"Well, we can give her some potion, but not here." Draco did not give up his plan to bring Ye Bai back to the magic world. He could take her back to the magic world through the disappearing cabinet. Potions shop located in Knockturn Alley.But the disappearing cabinet will stay here, so they can't empty their memories impulsively.

But it doesn't matter, after a while, give Ye Bai the potion brewed by Principal Snape. After she wakes up, she will probably erase her boyfriend's memory with her own hands. I hope she still remembers how to use it.

"Then what are we waiting for?" In Tony's mind, he had never been discharged from the hospital, and he flew out holding Ye Bai who was still unconscious.

"I'm just talking casually," Steve coughed, turned his head and said to Bucky, "I didn't expect Tony to take it seriously. But as a witch, Bai should have drunk a lot of potions, right?" Tony said to this matter Things are a bit too positive, you have to believe that he is worried about Ye Bai's sleepiness.

Bucky looked at the serious-looking Steve speechlessly, as if he wasn't the one who suggested it at the beginning.

"Let's go together. If Bai wakes up, her friend is also there. Let him check you up."

The red Iron Man held Ye Bai wrapped in a white quilt in his arms, and flew closer and closer to her small building.In the study of Ye Bai's house, Loki, Tom, and Moriarty, who kept hiccupping, were still having a cordial and friendly conversation.