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

Naidi sighed, "Tell me, I don't think it could be worse."

"I won't say much about those death lists. Hogwarts is currently in good condition. Although there are two fanatical Death Eaters serving as professors, it is Hogwarts after all, and other professors are still there. I think the situation of the Ministry of Magic You should know more than I do, given your previous adventures with the Savior."

From the phone, Hermione couldn't hear whether Mycroft's tone was in favor or against, but thinking it wasn't important, she didn't care.But I don't know how much rationality Mycroft used to forcefully suppress the sarcasm that was about to be uttered. Such a reckless action is really more hateful than Sherlock, at least Sherlock brings his brain every time he takes risks.

"There are two most important points. First, according to the report of my informant in Godric's Hollow, I am afraid that the Dark Lord expected the little savior to go there, so he set a trap there. Although the specific situation cannot be detected , but as long as you don’t go, there will be no problem. Second, the Dark Lord has cast a spell on his name, and anyone who calls him by his name will be sensed by him, so don’t say his name lightly.”

Hermione broke into a cold sweat after hearing the news brought by Mycroft. She really didn't expect Voldemort to know Harry's state of mind like the back of his hand.Even thinking of these things, if it wasn't for McCoff, I'm afraid...

"I see, I will remind Harry carefully. And can you help me find out where the sword of Gryffindor is? We need it very much, the sooner the better."

"I will inquire and send you a text message if I have any news. But for safety, I will try my best to let you find me as before."

"Okay, yourself... Take care." Hermione heard no response from the other end of the phone. Although she had a lot to say in her heart, it seemed out of place.Had no choice but to end in a hurry: "Then... goodbye."

"Be careful yourself, goodbye."

McCoff hung up the phone, picked up the red phone on the desk and dialed the internal number: "Anthea, have you found their location?"

"Yes, sir, according to Miss Granger's mobile phone signal, they should be in the southeast of Dean Forest now. It's just that the exact coordinates cannot be measured due to insufficient call time."

"Enough, that's all."

Mycroft hung up the phone, got up and removed the portrait of the Queen on the wall, and took out a mirror.He looked at the mirror intently, and called out, "Mr. Snape"

After a while, a pale face was reflected in the mirror, with an impatient expression and frowning.A pair of black eyes were indifferent and sharp, staring unrelentingly at Mycroft's gray-blue eyes in the mirror.

"Mr. Holmes, I hope that you have enough important information to tell me through the double-sided mirror. Otherwise, even if it is Dumbledore's order, I will let you know the consequences of disturbing me."

Mycroft laughed, it had been a long time since anyone spoke to him in this tone.If Hermione saw it, she'd know it was Mycroft's usual ready-to-mock smile.Mycroft doesn't have many genuine smiles, mostly just two.One is the modest and gentle gentleman's smile used to pretend to be a "government clerk"; the other is the mocking smile produced by the Holmes family that crushes the wisdom of ordinary people.

"Mr. Snape, I fully understand your fervent concern for the savior, and I fully understand your complicated love-hate relationship with Headmaster Dumbledore. But please believe me, this is not an excuse for your rudeness to me, you will not want to know The consequences of offending me."

"Damn it, did Dumbledore tell you? How much do you know?" Snape hissed like a snake, dangerous and deadly.Snape didn't care about the other party's threat, but this man hit his only two dead spots with one sentence, it was hard not to arouse Snape's anger.

Mycroft said with confidence: "You should believe in Dumbledore's ability to keep secrets, and this is too easy to interpret. Your gloomy and withdrawn personality, low self-esteem and pride in your bones indicate that your unfortunate childhood life may be caused by domestic violence, Poverty, single-parent families, or a combination. Youth was also ostracized and neglected, so you worship power, chase power and want to prove yourself to be superior. Your skin is always sallow or pale, and your hair is greasy. Being in an unhealthy state may be a disease in ordinary people. Due to the magical potions possessed by the wizarding world, this can only prove that you have masochistic tendencies. Your clothes are always dark and buttoned to the top, not only The performance of abstinence is more a kind of rejection and protection. Refusing any form of approach from the outside world to protect and close one's heart."

Mycroft looked at the expression of the person in the mirror gradually calmed down, his eyes were empty and empty.Knowing that I guessed correctly, "So for you, a person like Dumbledore who combines strength and authority is a spiritual teacher and a guiding light. How much you respect and love him, you hate him so much that you let you kill him .As for Potter, you care far more about Potter than a student who was simply ordered by Dumbledore to protect.

I think you should have a childhood sweetheart, but you feel sorry for her and feel guilty.It just so happens that Potter's mother is the same age as you, so it's easy to guess.You transferred that guilt onto Potter, risking your life to protect him. "

Snape used Occlumency when Mycroft talked about his own childhood.It had to be admitted that at first Snape felt that Dumbledore had finally got his head smacked with sweets, too old to let a Muggle take part in his plans to defeat the Dark Lord.So now it's proven that Dumbledore was always right.

Snape didn't rush to refute or reprimand. The Slytherin rules told him to "consider the situation, correct the plan in time, and reject chaos and deviation." Since there is a deviation in the understanding of this man, it must be corrected in time.

"You didn't come to me to play me, tell me, Potter's news." The voice from the mirror became silky and elegant like velvet, with the low vibration of a cello.

Mycroft looked at him seriously, "I'm glad we finally reached a consensus, that's right, they are now in the southeast of the Forest of Dean. You need to rush to bring them the sword of Gryffindor immediately, that Weasley Having left them, I'm afraid the children need some good news to lift their spirits."

Snape let out a sneer, "I knew I couldn't count on Weasley, I'll be there right away."

"Okay, I'll contact you when I have news."

Mycroft ended the call, turned the ruby ​​ring on his finger, and allowed himself a moment to relax.Thinking of the maker of the ring, my girl, how are you?

Tortured

Hermione was pushed hard to the ground.

After Harry accidentally obtained the Gryffindor sword and destroyed the locket, Ron came back, and they got clues about the Deathly Hallows from Luna's father.Everything was going in a good direction, but Harry once again showed his untimely bravery.He said Voldemort's name.

"Raise your hands and come out of the tent!" A piercing voice came from the darkness. "We know you're there! Half a dozen wands are pointed at you and we don't care who it hurts!"

Hermione suddenly remembered that Mycroft said: "Brave is the best word for stupidity." This is really the best portrayal of them now.

They were taken to Malfoy Manor, and Harry looked very bad.His face was huge, glowing pink, every feature distorted by Hermione's stinging spell before taking the time to do so.

Hermione and the others pushed up the wide stone steps to a corridor lined with portraits.The only good thing now is that Voldemort is not at the manor. The other Death Eaters dare not contact him rashly before confirming their identities. They still have a chance.

"Come with me," said Narcissa Malfoy, leading them across the hall. "My son, Draco, is home for Easter. If it was Harry Potter, he would know."

"I don't—I'm not sure," Draco said.He did his best to keep his distance from Greyback, and when Harry looked at him he seemed to look at Harry with horror.

"What did you do to him?" Lucius Malfoy asked Greyback. "How did he become like this?"

"We didn't do it."

"It looks more like a Stinging Curse to me," Lucius said.

His gray eyes flicked across Harry's forehead.

"There's something here," he whispered. "It could be a scar, tight and stretched. Come here, Draco, take a good look! What do you think?"

"I don't know," he said, walking away toward the fireplace, where his mother was standing watching.

Hermione was relieved that they hadn't recognized Harry, which was really good, at least they didn't have to face the Dark Lord right away.

But Hermione obviously relaxed too soon, "What about this Muggle?" Greyback grumbled.Harry nearly collapsed as the Stalker forced the prisoner to turn around again, and the light shone on Hermione.

"Wait a minute," Narcissa said sharply. "Yes—yes, she was with Potter at Madam Malkin's! I've seen her picture in the Daily Prophet! Look, Draco, isn't she the girl named Granger? "

"I...maybe... yes."

"So, that's the Weasley," Lucius yelled, striding around the bound prisoner to Ron. "They're Potter's friends—Draco, look at him, isn't he Arthur Weasley's son, what's his name—?"

"Yes," Draco said again, his back to the prisoners. "may be."

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