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

"How is it possible, but this time is an opportunity that both parties are looking forward to."

After finishing speaking, Mycroft got up and left, and went directly to his room.

"Uh...what happened?"

Harry looked at Hermione worriedly, and Hermione shrugged with feigned relief and turned away.

"We can't control the affairs of these two people, so don't worry about it in vain."

After thinking about it, Harry thought it made sense, so he went back with confidence.

Sherlock looked at the living room where only himself was left, took out the violin and played the piece against the window, the piece that he started to compose after he learned of Irene's death but has not finished it until now.

Harry heard the sound of the violin outside and felt wonderful.It reminded him of Ginny and Qiu Zhang, his ups and downs and wonderful academic career.

It's a pity that Hermione on the other side was not in such a good mood. She tossed and turned for a long time and felt that this deadlock could not find a breakthrough.Mycroft will not change her behavior and code of conduct because of her.I can't accept everything without any grudges, at least for now.

So I closed my ears and listened, and the room fell into silence. Now that the matter has come to this point, there is no need to worry about it.When the time came, everything would be solved, not to mention that she was never ready to break up with the other party, so Hermione decided to delay it with peace of mind.

As for McCoff, he has never been entangled. All problems have solutions for him, the only difference is whether they are better.And even if this solution makes him reluctant or even heartbreaking, he will firmly implement it as long as it is necessary.

So he calmly changed into silk pajamas, lay flat on the soft and comfortable big bed in the hotel, put on an elegant sleeping position that made Harry and Hermione's teeth ache, and closed his eyes.

The four of them had their own thoughts, and the night passed like this.No one was in the mood to continue discussing and planning tomorrow's meeting, but two of the four of them were Gryffindors who never planned their actions, and the other two were Sherlock Holmes who were confident that they could handle everything by adapting to the circumstances. It didn't matter whether they planned or not.

A black car came to pick them up early the next morning. Perhaps considering the large number of them or simply showing off their financial resources, it was an extended luxury concierge car.

"I didn't expect there to be someone with worse taste than you in this world." Sherlock looked at the black car and said in a low voice, but he heard everything he needed to hear.

"My dear brother, I chose the black car to be inconspicuous. If you have normal taste, you won't be able to tell the difference."

However, none of the people present agreed with his words, they just didn't show it tacitly.

"Long time no see, everyone." Irene came down from the car flirtatiously, and said hello. She was not surprised to see Harry and Hermione standing beside her, and said naturally, "These two children, please get in the car too."

Although they had known about the great achievements of the Queen for a long time, Hermione and Harry still moved unaccustomed to it. The wizarding world was closed and conservative, and this was the first time they had seen such a character.

"Ms. Adler, can you go now? He didn't ask you to delay your time." McCoff interrupted Irene rudely, and stepped forward two steps to the woman.

Irene had already experienced McCoff's methods last time, so she naturally did not dare to be presumptuous with this "British Government".Since the other party had clearly shown a maintenance attitude, she had no choice but to make a "please" gesture and invite them to get in the car.

As the car slowly drove away from the hotel, a black car followed silently.Mycroft's identity is sensitive and he never likes to go out to take risks in person. This time he had to go under special circumstances, and he had to be fully prepared with his brothers and lovers by his side.

Irene's people didn't know whether they didn't care or didn't notice, and they followed closely with Mycroft's security personnel.

Unsurprisingly, the place where Moriarty made an appointment was in the small town of Harvard. The car turned to a grove that was deserted by people, and drove straight in.From the perspective of Mycroft and Sherlock, as soon as the car entered the woods, an old and elegant brownstone building suddenly appeared in the dense woods.This building seems to have existed there rather than appearing out of nowhere, older than Massachusetts Hall, the oldest surviving building at Harvard University.

However, in Hermione's eyes, the secrecy magic of this building is not much worse than that of the original Malfoy Manor.

As the car slowly stopped in front of the gate, the first thing you saw when you entered the hall was not Moriarty but Magnussen, who stood in the hall with a group of black-clothed bodyguards to welcome him.

"Oh! Look who's here, isn't it our Mr. British Government? It's rare that you're here in person, not through an inquiry."

"Mr. Magnuson must have misunderstood. How can I have the right to hold an inquiry meeting as I am the last post in the British government? What's more, even Mrs. Smallwood thinks you are a serious businessman, so of course you are. "

Mycroft responded to Magnuson coldly, and it was hard to tell from his tone whether his words were sincere, but no one present was stupid enough to take this sentence seriously.

Magnuson pushed his glasses, and didn't care about Mycroft's arrogance. He directly faced Sherlock and said, "Watson is not by your side? It seems that you are really worried about his safety, by the way, Mary Are you ok?"

Looking at Sherlock's downcast face, Magnussen showed a controlled smile.

"Mr. Magnuson, I think you should know that as a wizard, I have many ways to know what I want to know, and there are ways to keep you from speaking again." Hermione recalled Malfoy's expression with a condescending look The contemptuous gesture, drawn out into a threatening tone.

"It seems that even Gryffindor has fallen in the wizarding world. I don't know how your headmaster Dumbledore will feel when he finds out." Magnussen didn't care about Hermione's threat at all, because he knew Hermione's suppression Although it is not enough to control them, it is enough to ensure that they dare not act rashly.

"Seeing that you are in a hurry to find your boss, I'm afraid it's hard to explain. Tell that Moriarty to come out quickly. I want to see who will be the third Dark Lord!"

"Mr. Savior said so, does he want to start a war again?"

A voice as cold and deep as a poisonous snake came. If it wasn't for the conviction that only Harry could speak Parseltongue now, Hermione almost thought that another descendant of Slytherin had come out.

Sneak attack

Hermione looked at the dangerous man, who was a little different from the dark wizards Hermione had always seen.Some of them were born noble like Malfoy, and they always maintained a superior posture, but they couldn't hide the coldness and madness in their bones.Some are like rats in the ditch, cowering, stern, and bullying.

And no matter what these dark wizards look like on the outside, it's hard to cover up the smell of blood on their bodies and their disregard for life.

As for Moriarty in front of him, it was hard to see his appearance as a dark wizard just from the surface.He was dressed as a Muggle through and through, and he didn't wear wizard robes or the elaborate couture suits of Mycroft.It's pure American casual mode, T-shirt jeans, which can be called slovenly.

The obsessive compulsive disorder of cleanliness like Mycroft, his brows are tightly clamped when he meets him, with a horrible expression on his face.

Apart from appearance, the Moriarty in front of him didn't have a strong smell of blood.Only those eyes, the kind of abyss-like eyes that can't see the bottom at a glance, can glimpse the danger of the person in front of him.

"Mr. Moriarty asked us to come, is he trying to threaten us?"

"Although I invite you to meet, aren't you the ones who have been investigating me? Since this is the case, you might as well ask me face to face if you have any questions."

"Well, are you the one who took in those Death Eaters?" Harry's question was as straight as ever, but Holmes obviously thought this way of questioning was worth a try, and they all looked on with inscrutable faces.

"it's me."

"Why did you do this? Don't you know that they have human lives at their hands, and the Wizengamot has been looking for them? You are covering up."

Harry said sternly.

"Oh, this is the United States, not the United Kingdom, and is not under the jurisdiction of the Wizengamot. Even if Oro wants to arrest people, Mr. Savior, you still need to notify the Magical Congress of America. As members of Congress, I want to make sure that you and Gran Has Miss Jay obtained the right to use the wand in the United States?"

Moriarty did answer questions, but he knew too much about them, which made Hermione very uneasy.

"Mr. Moriarty, the original intention of our coming here is not to expose each other. I think you don't like those Death Eaters, so why don't you hand them over?" Mycroft controlled the conversation in time, and gave He gave Harry a calm look.

"That's a deal, Mr. Holmes. They have what I want. I'll help them, though I can't blame them if they kill themselves."

Speaking of which, Moriarty showed a gloomy and nervous smile, "So... you see, they died in England, and I didn't take revenge on you, did I?"

Harry tilted his head in disgust, and Hermione knew him, because she, too, thought of those unpleasant experiences, of people like them.They justly killed and set fire, taking pleasure in destroying and killing. These words of these people are really disgusting.

"On the one hand, you hate your own bloodlines and want to be a pure ordinary person. On the other hand, you cannot do without the power and status brought by magic. You are so pathetic."

Sherlock's fighting power is still so not to be underestimated, Hermione felt that she could see the blue veins bursting out on the neck of the opposite person.

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