[Shen Xia + HP] The Magical Girl of Sherlock Holmes

Adventure alone. "

"I'm not Sherlock." Mycroft frowned dissatisfied.

"Anyway, remember to contact me anytime, and do you want to see Harry and Ron?" Hermione asked tentatively, and Hermione felt that she was hiding a lot of things from them now.Leaving aside the news about Professor Snape, the relationship between her and Mycroft is still not going to be hidden from them.After all, they are her best friends, and she hopes to get their blessing.

"You tell them, it's just that everyone is busy recently, you can invite them to dinner for me in a while." Mycroft knew that Hermione had her own ideals and aspirations and social circle.Although he hopes to be her only one, he is also willing to help her, cooperate with her, and give her a bigger stage.

"Thank you." Hermione was glad to have someone who understood, tolerated and loved herself more.

Harry

Hermione waited restlessly in the Leaky Cauldron. Today she was taking Harry Ron to meet Mycroft on Pall Mall Street.I should have found a restaurant, but because the savior is too famous in the magic world, the restaurant is undoubtedly too easy to cause a sensation.And the Muggle restaurant was afraid that the two of them would be too impulsive and attract the attention of Muggles.So after much deliberation, Hermione chose the official residence on Pall Mall as the meeting place.

Hermione still remembered how surprised they were when they explained their relationship with Mycroft to Harry Ron a few days ago.Harry was okay, it was just that he couldn't accept his best friend with a Muggle for a while, but Ron's reaction still made Hermione's heart sink.

Ron didn't come back to his senses at first, and then his face flushed, and he asked loudly, "Hermione, what are you thinking? You are with a Muggle?"

"Muggle?! Ron, you are a Gryffindor not a Slytherin!" Hermione retorted angrily.

Ron was a little speechless for a moment, hesitated for a while, and then shouted: "Muggles are not the point, the important thing is that he obeys the Muggle Prime Minister, with so many dangerous people under him, they are almost the same as those Slytherins."

"Ron, it was the dangerous person you mentioned that helped us defeat the Death Eaters." Hermione said word by word. He knew that Mycroft's behavior was not so upright, but Hermione was no longer as black and white as before. White.She cared about the consequences of McCoff's actions.

So she knew that McCoff's approach at the beginning had ulterior motives, but she still had no grievances.Knowing that McCoff used her to get in touch with the wizarding world, she still tried her best to introduce him.Even in the last battle, when Mycroft sent people to fight, she could prevent them from entering Hogwarts, but she not only acquiesced, but also explained and endorsed for them.Although she couldn't fully know what McCoff's intentions and follow-up plans were, what did it matter?His joining did protect more people's lives, and that's enough.Even if his ambitions may have another impact on the magic world in the future, she will stop him from stopping him, but she will not leave him now and suspect him.

Hermione was willing to put her utmost trust in him. No one could fully understand Mycroft's thoughts and his considerations.Hermione didn't understand either, but it didn't prevent her from seeing the truth of Mycroft.Mycroft is too smart, he can easily get what many people dream of.But the biggest difference between him and Moriarty and Sherlock is his self-control.He drew a line for himself, whether it was listening to his parents, taking care of Sherlock, being loyal to the Queen... these were the insurmountable boundaries he drew for himself.He made himself manageable, different from Moriarty's insane fearlessness and Sherlock's self-abuse.

So Hermione wasn't worried about him becoming the Dark Lord, so why didn't she trust him?

"Ron, Harry, you are my best friends, and Mycroft is my favorite person. I hope to get your blessings, because you are all I care about. I will not give up Mycroft because of others, Just like I never left you because of gossip in fourth grade, Harry." Hermione looked at Harry, watching his expression change from hesitation to determination.

Harry pulled Ron, "Hermione, don't worry, I will persuade him." Ron wanted to say something, but Harry pulled him back and turned away.

Hermione was sitting in the corner, sipping the butterbeer in her glass.A sudden uproar made Hermione look up, and sure enough, Harry and Ron walked over, surrounded by the crowd at the bar.Harry's face was perfunctory as always, while Ron rarely showed happiness and enthusiasm, but was a little perfunctory, appearing preoccupied.

Hermione knew what was on Ron's mind, but it was a pity that Ron had to figure it out by himself. Hermione was already very happy that he could come today.

"Let's go, let's take a taxi, there is an anti-apparition spell, and you can't directly enter."

Hermione took the boys to Pall Mall Street, and as soon as they entered the door, she saw Mycroft wearing a three-piece striped suit and a red tie meticulously tied with a Windsor knot.Although Mycroft had always been dressed in such a delicate and elegant manner, Hermione still saw a trace of caution.Not in the identity of the savior just because they are her friends.

"Welcome, gentlemen."

"Hi, I'm Harry Potter, and this is Ron Weasley." Seeing that Ron didn't intend to introduce himself, Harry awkwardly scratched his messy hair and introduced himself. "Nice to meet you."

Mycroft nodded noncommittally, not paying attention to the boys' rudeness.Taking the initiative to lead them into the dining room, Mycroft sat down at the main seat, with Harry on the left, Ron next to him, and Hermione on the right.The restaurant was silent for a while, no one knew what to talk about.Mycroft just looked at and evaluated the two boys, and Ron had a bad face from the moment they met.And Hermione was a little embarrassed, and a little bit in a dilemma, and she hesitated to speak every time.In the end it was Harry who was the first to break the dead silence.

"Mr. Holmes, Hermione said that Headmaster Dumbledore had met you a long time ago, and you were also involved in the plan to defeat Voldemort?"

"Obviously, I hit it off with Headmaster Dumbledore, who is one of the wisest people I've ever met. We share similar views in many places, and it was a pleasure talking to him." Kauf affirmed Harry's question.

Harry felt that he had finally found a common topic, "That's right, some of the previous headmaster's plans made me...difficult to accept and...difficult to understand." Thinking of those sacrifices and concealment, Harry looked uncomfortable, The words were choked with sobs. "However, now I think I can understand him. He can always give the greatest comfort to those around him."

"It can be seen that although you don't fully agree with some of Dumbledore's behaviors, your greatest wish is to become a person like Dumbledore, capable of protecting those around you, and convincing and following them." Boys like Harry Ron were almost transparent to Mycroft.

"No, I don't expect others to follow, I just want to do my best to protect them, and this is the fate I was born with." Harry retorted excitedly, as if he was about to jump up.

Mycroft raised his hands and pressed them down in a calm gesture. "Harry, nothing is meant to be. You do need people's affirmation and living up to people's expectations, because only then can you be satisfied. There is no shame in these thoughts, Harry. On the contrary, I think it is a very rare one." of..." Mycroft paused, as if searching for a more suitable word. "--belief"

Seeing Harry's bewildered face, Ron finally couldn't help interjecting: "You don't know anything at all, why do you say that about Harry?"

McCoff ignored Ron's questioning, lifted the champagne on the table and took a sip, slightly closing his eyes to experience the refreshing feeling of the delicate bubbles of the wine blooming in his mouth.

Harry had already faintly felt that he had been seen through by McCoff, but he was just at a loss as to whether he was really such a person.Having gone through so many trials of life and death, most of the time Harry was just passively dragged forward.It seems that there is an invisible invisible hand pushing me to keep running forward, but I don’t have time or this idea to think about what I am and what I really want.

"Your lack of emotion in childhood makes you insecure, and your special identity experience also makes you often incompatible with ordinary people. So people's approval can make you feel indispensable and give you a sense of security." McCoff put down The wine glass gave Hermione, who was disapproving, a comforting look.

"This is you, and it's not shameful, Harry. I've seen too many selfish people who don't care about other people's interests or even their lives. They treat the world as a playground and do whatever they want without restraint. And you, It's truly 'Saint Potter' in that respect. You should be proud of that, Harry."

After hearing these words, Harry felt that the person in front of him was very familiar.Not since Headmaster Dumbledore's death had anyone given Harry so much comfort.Harry tried to hold back the tears that welled up in his eyes, unlike Dumbledore, he didn't want to lose his composure in front of this man.

"Thank you, sir."

Ron saw that McCoff "subdued" Harry with a few words, and kicked Harry under the table bitterly.He leaned close to Harry's ear as if whispering, and shouted loudly, "Saint Potter? That tone really resembles Snape! Even people are like Snape, a cunning and shameless poisonous snake."

Harry looked at Ron impatiently, "As I said, Professor Snape is our man and a hero, you can't say that about him!"

Hermione felt that Ron could always see through the truth sometimes, so she hurriedly took a sip of champagne from the glass to cover up.