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

"You don't realize the seriousness of this matter at all," Snape looked at Ye Bai coldly, "One Voldemort is enough to turn the entire wizarding world upside down."

"A Voldemort may be fine, but a ghost without a body and no magic power" is not even a ghost, "I will not let him have a chance to return to the wizarding world." Ye Bai assured Snape .

In fact, regarding Tom's fate, Ye Bai really spent some time thinking, she always knew that he was not willing to be just a ghost, fantasizing about regaining his body, and returning to the magic world to make troubles.

"The Horcruxes are not seven but eight? He gave you the Horcruxes, and Lucius handled them?" Snape remembered that when Ye Bai was studying with him at Hogwarts, the Dark Lord did give him gave her something, and then Ye Bai disappeared from Hogwarts.If so, then the relationship between Ye Bai and Voldemort must be reconsidered.

"No, his appearance was a coincidence." Ye Bai covered his face, and if he wanted to clarify this matter, then her relationship with Tom would definitely be revealed. "Seriously, he is not Voldemort. The real Voldemort was killed by the Savior in the Great War ten years ago. You don't need to doubt this. Tom only made seven Horcruxes, and all of them were destroyed. "

"But I saw a young Voldemort, even if it was just a ghost, you can't imagine how big a wave he would make." Snape said gloomily.The identity of a wizard is not too important to Ye Bai. During the most turbulent years in the magic world, she returned to her country.So she couldn't empathize with the disaster caused by Voldemort, and she didn't know the seriousness of the matter.

"As I said, he is not Voldemort." Ye Bai raised his hand to motion for Snape to listen to her, "You should know that when I first entered school, Tom Riddle was a senior who was two years older than me. At that time I don't speak the language, and a lot of magic is done with spells, so my grades are terrible, and I can't even say what I want to eat when I sit at the table."

Ye Bai and Tony sat down on the sofa opposite Snape's picture frame, "Slytherin is not very friendly to non-pure blood students, Tom, as a mixed blood who entered Slytherin two years earlier than me, gave me a lot Great help." She turned her head to look at Tony, "Well, he is my first love, and we have been officially dating for more than two years."

"You let the ghost of your first love live at home?" Tony didn't think he was a stingy man, but it was too intrusive. The ghost had a past with Ye Bai that he didn't know, and kept a young appearance. It's too dangerous for him to live with Ye Bai, who is used to sweet talk.

"I don't want to, and this Tom is not the Tom I dated. What Lucius gave me was a memory. Tom completely extracted my memory and his memory and sent it to me. This paragraph The memory I brought back to the florist, for some reason, became what you see now. He, or rather it, is actually that memory, a magical creature with the memory of Voldemort, you can That's how I understand it."

"Then what's the difference between him and Voldemort?" Snape knocked on the table, "Have the same memory, get the same knowledge from it, think in the same way, and have the same degree of danger."

"Uh... at least the level of danger is not as great as the real Tom? He doesn't have any magic power, no wand, similar to the ghosts in Hogwarts."

"Listen, Ye Bai, not every wizard has the patience to listen to your explanations like me, and not every wizard can find the point from your messy explanations, after all, most wizards have something in their heads. Stuffed with achnatherum. I think that old bee Dumbledore needs to know about the existence of this ghost." Prepare for the worst possible situation. The wizarding world has been quiet for too long now.

"Of course, you can go and tell Dumbledore. If you can, please help me and ask me how to deal with this ghost." Ye Bai spread his hands, watching Snape turn around, a corner of his black robe fluttered, and he disappeared quickly. in the frame.

"I don't know how dangerous that ghost is, and I don't care," Tony looked at Ye Bai, "I'm just from the perspective of a boyfriend. My girlfriend keeps a man who is exactly like her first love at home. what do I do?"

"Don't look at me like that," Ye Bai reached out to cover his eyes, the light flowing in those caramel-colored eyes made her at a loss, "I swear Tom is just a trouble to me that needs to be dealt with properly." The boy she loved had been wiped out in decades.

"You're making me look like a narrow-minded man, and maybe I am," sighs Tony, who never knew he was such a narrow-minded man.The desire to control and possess is vividly displayed when facing Ye Bai, but he is careful not to let her find out. "When will you send him away?"

"Tom now is to me what Ultron is to you." It was she who gave Tom a human form from a memory, and that was her responsibility.

"I promise, as long as I find a suitable method, let him go immediately." In fact, it is very simple to solve him, but Ye Bai is still soft-hearted. She can't bear to let Tom spend endless time alone in the book, she is thinking A better way.

"The right way, I think it's very difficult." An old voice came from the frame, it was Dumbledore, this wise old man still kept smiling, with a sweet in his hand, "Good afternoon, Bai, would you like some honey lemon?"

"Thank you, Headmaster Dumbledore. It's a pity that I can't enter the frame to have afternoon tea with you yet. This is my boyfriend Tony, and this is another headmaster of Hogwarts, Dumbledore."

"Hello, Principal." Tony greeted Dumbledore. "How about I go down and pick out your dress for you? We're going to have a big party."

"Thank you, Tony." Ye Bai thanked Tony for his thoughtfulness. In fact, she knew that Tony was very curious about the magic world and wanted to know about her past, but he chose to leave temporarily, "I will go down soon."

"I'm bored." Sherlock had a nicotine patch on his temple. "Isn't there anything interesting going on?"

"You can listen to this." Watson raised a thick stack of letter paper in his hand, "It's all for you."

"I'm not interested in these things." Sherlock said very coldly, looking up at the ceiling, "Murder, derailment, and disappearance without any technical content are all trivial matters. You should hand over this kind of letter to Scotland Yard, Instead of taking it out and wasting time."

Like a person who has eaten the most delicious food, he has no interest in biscuits. After the tour of the wizarding world and Moriarty, the information criminal, Sherlock now feels that everything is so boring. "Why has Moriarty been so quiet lately?"

It had been a month since he solved his last case, and Sherlock believed that something unexpected happened to Moriarty, otherwise he would not have been so quiet. "I need to know what he's doing."

In the whole of the UK, the only person with the best news is the fat man Mycroft. "Contact Mycroft for me, and ask if there is any news about Moriarty recently?"

"The phone is in your right pocket. You can call your brother yourself." Watson was reading the letters to Sherlock one by one. "Isn't it quiet? Quiet means there is no murder." At least there are no spooky serial murders that Sherlock would be interested in, and no dead.

"It's just as quiet before the big storm." Sherlock couldn't figure out why someone had such a simple mind. "Quiet to Moriarty just means he's preparing for something crazier. Call McCoff, I don't his number."

Watson looked at Sherlock weakly, "I believe that your brain that can remember a library won't be unable to remember even a number."

"My brain is not designed to memorize that kind of boring stuff." Sherlock rolled his eyes, "Why should I memorize that fat man's phone number?"

"Because you will use it." Putting the letter aside, Watson opened today's newspaper. "If it is really boring, why should I have it?"

A ringing of a bell interrupted the fruitless communication between the two, "I heard the footsteps of spring." Sherlock regained his energy all of a sudden.

"I want to remind you that the prelude to spring is winter." Watson hoped that this time there would be no danger.

"I hope Ye Bai can bring me something interesting this time. It would be even better if he could take me to the magic world again." Sherlock took out his phone.

Watson raised his eyelids and took a look, "How did you know it was Ye Bai?" That mysterious wizard lady.

"I know you want to hear a wonderful reasoning, but it's actually very simple, because I set a special ringtone for her." Sherlock answered the phone, seeing Watson choking, with a very exaggerated expression on his face. smile.

"Are you bored lately? Mr. Detective." Ye Bai felt it was necessary to remind Sherlock that if Moriarty hadn't gone to him to find a solution to the incessant hiccups, it was very likely that Moriarty had already Found another solution.

"Yes, London is annoyingly quiet these days, and I think we should find an interesting place to spend some time."

"Like the magic world?" Ye Bai felt that the saying that curiosity killed the cat couldn't be more correct, as she was never curious.

"If you know of a more interesting place than the magic world, I'd be happy too." Although he knew that Ye Bai's initiative to call him must not be because of a sudden conscience, and he was willing to take him to the magic world, but Sherlock felt that he could still fight for it. all at once.

"Is it true that people with high IQs have the same ideas? I met a man in New York. He said his name was Jim, and he was equally interested in the wizarding world."

"Moriarty." Sherlock finally knew why Moriarty was so quiet, "How did he find out?"

"Can you find wizards mixed in among ordinary people?" Tony stood at the door and knocked. He had already changed into a neat suit.

"Of course." I have been tortured by these wizards, and I found out the abnormality in them but couldn't find the reason for the abnormality. It was very painful.

"He can too, London, or the whole of England, he has started to act, maybe he has found it now. Good luck." The duel between two high IQs, I hope it will not spread the fire to the magic world.

In the end, it was Tom's fault, and it was her own fault. Ye Bai hung up the phone, thinking that she should go to England once, at least for Moriarty to forget everything.