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

Artie fell silent, and the scene was dead silent for a moment, and then a burst of harsh laughter broke out suddenly.

"That's brilliant, is this the basic deductive method? Sure enough, wizards are a bunch of idiots, so why don't you join me in making those sheep

How about all the lambs? Moriarty looked at Sherlock frantically, and then turned to Mycroft when Sherlock was indifferent.

"You, you must agree with me. I know that you have staff in the British wizarding world, including the United States. You have also accepted the peacock with oversized hair and ruthlessness, so join me. !"

"No, no, Mr. Moriarty, you've misunderstood me. I'm not interested in ruling the wizarding world. I just want them to pay their taxes."

Mycroft was standing with his black umbrella propped up, they had been standing in the hall, and the master didn't have the slightest intention to invite the guests in.As for the guests, Mycroft looked at the people around him as if he didn't care.He felt a little tired, paced slowly, and was about to open his mouth to ridicule the other party's poor hospitality etiquette, when a red curse was shot at him.

The ruby ​​ring on Mycroft's hand flickered, blocking the sudden attack.

Mycroft looked at Moriarty, and was about to say something, when another curse hit him from behind, and McCoff fell petrified.

"Hermione, what are you doing... um!"

Before Harry could finish his sentence, someone knocked him out from the back of the head.

"Well done, Holmes, Granger, very neatly done."

Moriarty applauded, but the two people in front of him obviously didn't take his admiration to heart.

Sherlock walked up to his brother and knelt down, ignoring Mycroft's cold, cannibalistic gaze.He opened his briefcase, took out his laptop where all his secrets were stored, and handed it to Magnussen without hesitation.

Magnussen held the computer and smiled complacently, "Don't forget our deal, give me Mary's information."

Magnussen rummaged through the computer and discovered the bomb trap.

"Exchange data for password."

"Ha, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, the brightest consulting detective, there is no Arpodo, and no magic glasses. All the information is in my memory palace, do you understand?"

Sherlock's face became very ugly for a moment, he knew that he was caught in a situation, a situation that was specially aimed at himself.This round was laid out for him from the very beginning, and his behavior pattern and way of thinking were all predicted by the opponent.The purpose is to control Mycroft through him, oh yes, and Hermione.

Hermione held tightly to the wand that had just petrified Mycroft, which was a very different wand from Hermione's grapewood wand.The body of this wand is cut in pieces, like a human finger bone. This is the Elder Wand.

"Give it to me, girl, you're doing great, give it to me."

Moriarty approached Hermione and stretched out her hand. Hermione backed away step by step until Moriarty stood in front of her.

"Good girl, we agreed, didn't we? You give me the Elder Wand, and I'll give you all the scum. It's a deal, and we'll keep our word."

"You promised not to leak this deal, but now the last person who should know knows." Hermione gestured to Mycroft and Harry who were lying on the ground with an ugly face.

"Oh! How can it be my fault? Mr. Holmes was attacked by your petrification spell, and Potter was stunned by our consulting detectives. If you were not so impatient, they would not know anything according to my original plan. "

"If we don't start, are we waiting for you to use black magic?"

Sherlock taunted unbearably, and Hermione handed over the Elder Wand tremblingly.

"Merlin, is this the power that the Dark Lord has worked so hard to obtain?" Moriarty raised the Elder Wand high, just when Hermione thought he would try the power of the wand.

"Ka--".

Moriarty snapped his wand hard, and Hermione looked at him in disbelief, as if seeing Snape praising Potter, unbelievable.

Confrontation

"Do you think I will not investigate the reasons for Voldemort's failure? What's more, the wizards who graduated from Ilvermorny have never been superstitious about the power of wands. What do you British wizards say? A wizard's half body? Fate wand? How ridiculous!"

Moriarty casually looked at the broken Elder Wand, and the tail feathers of thestrals hidden in the core were also exposed.Compared with the feathers that Hermione saw while riding the Thestral, this black feather lost its strength and luster, and was full of ominousness and gloom.

So far, things have deviated from Hermione and Sherlock's plan. It was originally planned that they stole Mycroft's notebook and gave it to Magnuson, so they had reason to arrest him for stealing state secrets.One stole the Elder Wand to Moriarty. Since Voldemort's death, the Elder Wand is extremely sensitive in both the UK and the US. As long as Moriarty accepts it and uses it, even if the Ministry of Magic can't get it, it can guarantee the necessary Sometimes Harry has a chance of winning.

It's a pity that now it seems that they underestimated their opponents, and their tricks were completely seen through by the opponent.

Hermione was ready to draw out her grape wood wand to fight at any time, and she glanced at Sherlock out of the corner of her eye. As the only two people who were awake and able to move freely, Hermione could only hope for the wisdom of Holmes.

Hermione glanced at Sherlock again while Moriarty and Magnussen were excitedly studying what they had in their hands and chattering about their plans. It was disappointing that Sherlock had no good ideas now.

Hermione stepped forward and stood in front of Holmes and Harry. Magnussen was a villain who dared not break the law openly.But Moriarty was a sociopath, and no one knew what he would do, and Hermione couldn't take the risk.

"boom--"

Just when the atmosphere in the room was tense, a group of black suits broke in.

"Who are you?" Magnussen hid behind the bodyguard and asked solemnly.

"We are the CIA, responsible for all the security issues of Mr. Mycroft Holmes in the country. Now we have reason to suspect that Mr. Holmes has received a security threat." A slender agent wearing sunglasses broke into the hall with a gun and looked at the lying Mycroft, who was motionless on the ground, looked anxious.

"I think you have misunderstood. This Mr. Holmes was not attacked by us, but by this young lady." Magnussen pointed to Hermione's position with his chin, and smiled maliciously.

Hermione watched the CIA's people come in, and quietly let out a sigh of relief, knowing that this must be the arrangement of McCoff.She was not worried about Magnussen's accusation, and replied confidently: "I attacked McCoff?! Not to mention the relationship between us that everyone knows well, how can I attack an adult with bare hands? A professionally trained man?"

Magnussen didn't expect Hermione to say that. Seeing the CIA guards with guns on the side also agreed, he cursed shamelessly in his heart.

The group of CIAs seemed to have been instructed in advance, and they were not eager to disarm the enemy as soon as they entered the door as usual.Instead, he raised his gun cautiously and restrained to confront the bodyguards.

Sherlock rolled his eyes, received Hermione's prompt, and echoed: "Since no one admits it, then call the surveillance. There must be 24-hour surveillance here, and it's not suitable for McCoff to stay here anymore. We Let's go to the CIA together."

"This is private surveillance and you don't have the right to retrieve it at will, and the CIA doesn't have the power to arrest."

"We don't have the right to arrest, but this is not an arrest, it's just a matter of cooperating with the investigation. After we investigate and verify that your identities and behaviors are correct, you will naturally be released."

"Have we met?" Sherlock looked at the agent's face, and it became more and more familiar. He searched in his memory palace, hoping to find it in a corner instead of being deleted by himself.

The agent of the "Bond Aircraft Project" suggested with a deadpan expression and reluctance.

"Oh, I remembered, is your injury okay?" Sherlock seemed to be genuinely concerned.

The agent's face twitched, obviously it was not a good memory, he glared at Sherlock restrainedly, and hummed perfunctorily.

It turned out that this CIA agent was the agent who went to the United Kingdom to implement the order of the US Intelligence Agency to prevent the Bond plan from leaking.He once kidnapped the landlady by force and threatened Sherlock to let him hand over Irene's mobile phone, but Sherlock retaliated and threw him down from upstairs.It is more appropriate to say that the two have a festive season than they are familiar with each other.

Magnussen's original calm smile changed, not because Sherlock was familiar with this CIA, his intelligence network made him know that Sherlock had met Irene in the past.Although the plan was kept secret, Sherlock knew everything he should know when it was disturbed, and he was no exception.

His concern was that he had fallen into McCoff's trap. There was nothing illegal about his actions, but the problem was that Moriarty was here too.

Since Mycroft broke into the wizarding world, many things in the wizarding world are no longer secrets.For wizards, both McCoff and the United States tend to be conservative, that is, to maintain the status quo of secrecy.From passive secrecy to actively raising the level of secrecy, to isolate the public's speculation and exploration of the wizarding world.

But correspondingly, ordinary people like Magnussen, who are related to the wizarding world and have entangled interests, not only increase the monitoring, but even secretly arrest and investigate when necessary.Once the CIA gets the real evidence of his collusion and cooperation with Moriarty, he will not be able to stand up.

Magnussen winked desperately, hoping that Moriarty would make a move, but unfortunately, the other party stood there as if watching a good show.