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

There are few people.Sherlock spoke very quickly: "It's too easy. Although you don't have a wand, your dress is not what a normal person would do. Also, you are from a single-parent family, but you love your mother very much, so she should An accidental death. You are often misunderstood and isolated so you value your friends. By the way, you should be a Ravenclaw, a girl with a thirst for knowledge."

Luna leaned closer to Sherlock, keeping her eyes glued to him, "Incalculable wisdom is a man's most precious asset," Luna said in a chant-like voice.

Sherlock accepted the compliment unceremoniously.

"Hi, I'm Luna Lovegood, a Ravenclaw, nice to meet you." Luna stretched out her hand, and Sherlock raised his eyebrows. If John saw it, he would be very happy, because after his unremitting efforts Lower Sherlock finally understood some basic manners.Sherlock stretched out his hand and gently held the girl who was weird in the eyes of others.

"I am Sherlock Holmes."

"This kind of talent is really amazing. If you are a wizard, you must also be Ravenclaw. My family's "The Quibbler" records many interesting magical creatures, such as gnats and harassing horseflies... My dream is to become a A naturalist, like Newt Scamander, travels the wizarding world to collect creatures..."

Luna is very smart and transparent. She knows that Sherlock also has a strong thirst for knowledge, so how could she give up understanding the gorgeous magic world that she has never been in contact with?Sherlock is special to Luna, except for the lack of magic, the two of them are very similar.Same curiosity, same sharpness, same weird misfit.She was lucky to have friends like Harry and Hermione. She didn't know if Sherlock had friends, but she hoped to be his friend.

Sherlock was indeed attracted by these wonderful creatures, and they talked for a long time together, and in a way, they were already excellent friends.

Because shortly after the wedding, Hermione discovered that Sherlock had used Mycroft's authority to steal into Diagon Alley and bought an owl and began to communicate frequently with Luna.For people like Sherlock, who send text messages in just one or two sentences, writing a long letter on parchment in the way of a wizard is already a different treat.

Just when Hermione thought that something was going to happen between Luna and Sherlock, everything came to a standstill again. The relationship between them was just a pen pal and they didn't even meet each other, let alone have a relationship.

Seeing that Hermione was confused, Mycroft wrote casually: "Sherlock's biggest puzzle is what to do to pass the boring time when there are no cases to solve. Now I am very happy that this puzzle has been solved, so" Kauf put his arms around Hermione, and said ambiguously, "Honey, don't worry about this anymore, Sherlock is not a child anymore, he can handle these things well."

"Are you sure?" Hermione didn't believe that this younger brother could really let go.

McCoff said helplessly: "Ever since I knew that he saved Adler without telling me, I knew he had grown up. Okay, let's care about where our honeymoon will go. After all, I worked overtime and had some free time. After half a month, I hope the terrorists will not be so short-sighted."

The author has something to say:

Luna and Sherlock can only go here, and I feel that this kind of relationship of "being in love with each other is worse than forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes" is the most suitable for them~,

Extra Story ([-])

In Tahrir Square in the center of Cairo, the capital of Egypt, tens of thousands of people took to the streets to protest and march.They protested against the dictatorial government, venting the injustice and hardship of life.The Egyptian police used tear gas and high-pressure water guns to try to disperse the demonstrators. Unfortunately, this could not quench the anger of the crowd who were about to be suffocated by poverty.

Egypt fell into chaos and turmoil, with explosive flames and bloody violence everywhere.

In such a restless crowd, a young man stands against the flow of people, appearing abrupt and harmonious.

This is a typical British man, with a tall nose like a sculpture, and blue-gray eyes that are deep and mysterious.The slightly curly amber hair added some vivacity that this age should have, but the young man only has the characteristics of this age.A well-tailored suit is rigorous and meticulous, but it sets off the tall and straight figure of the young man. The broad shoulders and slender waist are the unique beauty of young people.

The young man ignored the crazy crowd around him, and walked beside the crowd with unhurried and graceful steps.It stands to reason that such a unique and outstanding young man should attract the attention of countless people.But the strange thing is that the young man seems to be surrounded by an invisible barrier, making people ignore him subconsciously.So the two sides blend harmoniously in one street, where calm and restlessness are intertwined.

The young man stopped in front of the presidential palace with a briefcase, where a TV interview with the Egyptian president was going on.The cornered president tries one last time.

The young man ignored the heavily guarded police agents in front of the presidential palace, and went straight into the presidential palace, turning into an inconspicuous small room familiarly.

The sudden opening of the door startled the people in the room, "Who?" A group of black-clothed bodyguards quickly pointed their guns at the door.Only two bodyguards were left to block a young Arab, and the block was tight and airtight.

"Isn't Mr. Murak waiting for me?" The young man walked into the room calmly, looked around at the bodyguards who were holding their guns, and smiled.

It was an arrogant smile, with the meaning of being in control of everything from above.

Jamai Murak, a young Arab, came out from behind the bodyguards with barely composure. He asked suspiciously, "You alone?"

The young man didn't care about the other party's implicit doubts, and still smiled and said, "Don't you still have your bodyguard?"

Jamai's face was completely dark, and he showed a fooled expression, beckoning the bodyguards around him to teach this ignorant boy a lesson.

The two bodyguards seemed to be used to this kind of work, so they rushed over knowingly.One was going to hook the opponent's hand to restrain him, and the other was going to beat him in the stomach.However, to the surprise of the two, the young man had obviously received professional and rigorous training.He quickly grabbed the wrist that was extended by the other party. The bodyguard also tried to react quickly and wanted to break free, but he didn't expect that the young man looked thin, but with such a strong hand, he couldn't break free while holding the bodyguard's wrist tightly .

Another bodyguard saw that his companion was restrained, so he stepped up his punch and aimed at the young man's abdomen.The young man didn't turn around, but raised a leg and kicked the opponent in the abdomen in the same way as the other.This kick vigorously sank the softest part of the center, and the opponent immediately bowed into a shrimp in pain.

The rest of the bodyguards had been watching in a circle to prevent the young man from escaping, but now they saw the situation was bad and joined in one after another.For a while, there was a dull sound of punches and kicks in the room, but no one fired or screamed in order not to attract attention.

But within 10 minutes, only young people and Arab youth Jamai remained standing in the room.

Seeing that all his bodyguards were wiped out, Jia Mai didn't become angry, instead he dismissed his previous doubts and applauded.

"As expected of an elite agent of MI6, very good, you have won my trust. Now tell me your name and plan."

The young man raised his eyebrows. It was too self-talking for the other party to look like a good brother, but who made him the target of the mission.The young man put away the complaints in his heart, showed an approachable smile, and said, "You can call me Yinqing, as for the plan..." The young man dragged out his tone, and looked around at the bodyguards who had just got up from the ground with deep meaning, Say, "Fortresses are easiest to breach from the inside, so shut up and come with me."

Jia Mai's face darkened, but he didn't say anything, he obediently shut up and followed Yinqing out of the room.

Yinqing took out her pocket watch and opened it. On the delicate dial inlaid with sapphires, the long second hand gradually approached twelve.Jamai tried to speak impatiently, but was stopped by Yinqing without raising his head.But Jamai immediately understood what the other party was waiting for.

There was a violent explosion, and the air waves generated by the explosion shattered the beautiful stained glass of the Presidential Palace.Some of the guards in front of the gate rushed to check the explosion site, and some rushed upstairs to protect the president, until the gate of the president became a blind spot.

Yinqing took Jamai away from the Presidential Palace calmly. Across the street, Jamai looked back at the place where he was born and raised for the last time. He had a vague premonition that he might not have the chance to come back here again.Politics has shown its ferocious fangs in front of the young man, and from then on he will leave his motherland, his father, and everything he owns.

"Let's go, if you have a chance, you can come back." Yin Qing comforted with words, Jia Mai lowered his head bitterly, ignoring this cryptic point.After he or his father, the President of Egypt, decided to let Jamai leave Egypt and go to England, everything was no longer in their hands.

As the current controller, Yinqing obviously has no unnecessary emotions of sentimentality and sympathy.Since childhood, Yin Qing was taught by her father that "it is not a good thing to care too much", and her limited feelings will never be wasted on gold fish.

He pulled Jamai harder and left without looking back. Yinqing used some illegal tricks along the way, successfully avoiding the eyes and ears of all the forces in Egypt.It was a leisurely drive to Cairo Airport.

"Are we flying civil aviation?" Jamai whispered in disbelief.

"The best way to hide a drop of water is to pour the water into the sea. Although the review of civil aviation is strict, it can't help me. But for the safety of innocent people, I regret to give up this method. Let's take the secret passage .” Yinqing