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After buying something that she had thought about a long time ago, Skalevin arrived at the station according to the agreed time. She has now returned to her original appearance, and her previous clothes have been thrown away.For fear of being late, Scarlevin didn't even eat lunch. As a result, she didn't see Sherlock at the station gate, and she didn't see him after waiting for 10 minutes.Scarlett doesn't know if something happened to Sherlock, it's really troublesome not to have a mobile phone, and Scarlett thinks it's really bad if she didn't buy a cellphone by the way... Scarlett didn't want her to think about it just now It's hard to explain why my mobile phone's functions are backward and rarely go home.

After waiting for a few more minutes, Scarlevin guessed that Sherlock was determined to be late, so she simply went to the station for a walk.But this station is not very big, so Skalevin went to visit the small blackboard she will use in the future, and memorized the train timetable, and went to the toilet in the middle, and calculated boringly when she came back Checking the walking speed of different trains, observing the people passing by, and touching all the dead spots in the station... It really made her discover an interesting place.

Scaleven rubbed her chin, she didn't expect to run into a living wizard just now, and now she met two here.

At first, Skalevin didn't know that these two were wizards, but thought that their clothes were a bit... crazy, how should I put it, both of them were tightly wrapped in long coats, the problem is that you two are wrapped in wool in summer Isn't the coat hot?And he was wearing a fedora on top, and boots on the bottom... Passers-by either looked ahead and quickened their pace to pass them, or said, "Are these two people not sick/Where did they come out from? Should I call the police/They today Did you not take your medicine?" He looked at them.But these two didn't care about other people's sight, they both half-covered, but actually walked to a bench near the platform with great attention, to be precise, it was near a pillar.

One of them sat on a bench, took out a newspaper from his pocket and pretended to read it, and the other leaned against a pillar to check his surroundings, and then secretly took out a wooden stick from his arms—if you don’t read the details , It’s almost the same as the one that Scarlevin took out of someone’s pocket in the casino just now — Scarlevin covered her face, you acted like everyone else was blind, she took out a wooden stick from her clothes so wretchedly, and still missed others Can't see?

Soon Skalevin knew that he was not pretending to be invisible to others, but making others invisible. I saw him waving the wooden stick, and the air around him appeared in a trance. How should I put it, just like you Carrying luggage at the train station, even if you see passers-by in a hurry, you won't pay attention.And his companion sitting on the bench also waved a wooden stick, and a nearby patrolman who had noticed the situation here and planned to check it out left blankly.

Scarlett stood in the dark and watched with gusto. She became more and more interested in the wizarding society. As long as she found a way to integrate into it, she would definitely encounter very interesting things~~ Scarlett was a bit pity I didn't even make a few locators and bugs in advance, otherwise I would secretly throw a few on them, and I wouldn't worry about not being able to find the wizard gathering place.

The two wizards quickly finished their work. They put away their things and left the station as they had come.The two of them are not as vigilant as the wizard in the casino. Skalevin followed them slowly without noticing. Skalevin has forgotten about going home at the moment. She is only worried that these two wizards are like the wizard in the casino. Same, she would use teleportation to leave, but she couldn't think of any way to stop it for a while... She was once again annoyed that she didn't bring a locator.

When they reached the door, two wizards walked down the steps, and Skalevin was about to follow up, when suddenly a taxi squeaked and stopped right in front of her, completely blocking her view.Scarlett was taken aback, and quickly ran over from the front... Sure enough, the two wizards disappeared again... ＿(:3」∠)＿

What luck!

Scarlevin turned around angrily, and it turned out to be Sherlock. He and another tall young man got out of the taxi and saw Scarlevin standing in front of the car.Sherlock said to Scarlevin very straightforwardly: "If you want to commit suicide, I can recommend several quick and painless methods, without crashing a car, which will not only make death ugly, but also very painful... ...Didn't we agree to meet at the door? Where do you want to go?"

Scarlevin rolled her eyes. How dare you say, do you know how long you were late?Is it really okay for you to be such a cheating girl?

Sherlock didn't know if it was good or not, but even if he knew, he probably wouldn't take it seriously.

"Wait, wait... who are you? Who is this?" The man who came with Sherlock looked at Scaleven, then at Sherlock, his face was blank with horror and shock, and A little admiration and curiosity.

With such a complicated expression, Skalevin guessed the identity of this person.

"Hello, my name is Scarlett/Sherlock Holmes, my Sherlock has caused trouble for you, thank you for sending him here." Scarlett turned into a lady in an instant.

The man was taken aback by Scarlett, he touched his head shyly, and said, "No, no, he also helped me a lot... Uh, my name is Greg/Lestrade, hello ..." When he raised his hand, Skalevin glanced at the things on his waist, and couldn't help but be taken aback.

"Don't guess, we're not real brothers and sisters, and Scarlett is an adopted daughter." Sherlock said as if he knew what Lestrade was thinking.

The words "How do you know what I'm thinking!" written on Lestrade's forehead are almost realized.

"Because you've been comparing our looks, given our very different attitudes." Sherlock explained in a benevolent tone.

"Oh." Lestrade exhaled, in fact, he didn't know whether he understood what Sherlock said.

Sherlock wrinkled his nose, dissatisfied with Lestrade's performance: Is it really just smarter among idiots?Sherlock raised his hand to look at the time, and said to Scarlevin, "Why are we wasting time here? Mommy must be home by this point."

"Whose fault do you think it's all late, King of lateness." Scaleven said as she reached out to hail a taxi. She hoped that when she got home, Mrs. Holmes would not ask too much about the reason why they came to London without permission. "Goodbye, Mr. Policeman." Scareven waved to Lestrade before getting into the car.

"Goodbye..." Lestrade rubbed his head, wondering how this little girl guessed her identity. Could it be that after calling Holmes, that cleverness would be contagious?

Scarlevin and Sherlock were sitting in the taxi, and after a few minutes, Scarlevin asked helplessly: "Sherlock, what did you do just now, why are you with the police?  … "Don't stare at me with that kind of "ask me, ask me" eyes?"

"Because I went to help them solve the case. It was a murder case. The wife couldn't bear the cheating husband, so she killed the murderer, but the strange thing is, the police couldn't find the murder weapon... guess what, the murder weapon." Sherlock's eyes sparkled After quickly talking about the case, even the curly hair seemed to be more fluffy.

Scarlett: "..."

After Sherlock showed off the whole process without panting, the taxi driver in front had given up thinking and concentrated on driving. In fact, not to mention him, even Scarlett was a little confused, but luckily Scarlett had a good look. As far as memory is concerned, she didn't have a long reflex arc, so she quickly caught up with Sherlock's train of thought.

Five seconds later, Skaleven suddenly realized, and Sherlock twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling that he could not ask too much.

But Scarlevin found another question, "You already have your own method?" This kind of method and means to solve the case cannot be a coincidence, and it only applies to Sherlock himself-the idea is very special, if there is no such method as Sherlock It's hard to replicate your brain.

Sherlock's answer was a haughty snort.

After discovering that Sherlock's hobby is solving crimes, Scarlett felt overwhelmed.

This is really... bad.

Thinking about the future she chose, Scarlett probably would have to fight Sherlock... My head hurts just thinking about it.

Having such a big brother is really a tragedy.

Back home, Mrs. Holmes has indeed returned. To Scarlett's surprise, she didn't express any opinion on Sherlock and Scarlett's going to London. It is estimated that Sherlock's hobby is not cultivated in a short period of time.With the example of Sherlock, Mrs. Holmes didn't ask Scarlett much. She only asked Scarlett to leave a note when she went out. Don't worry everyone... The reasons I made up before are useless Going up~ I feel a little wasteful.

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Scarlevin pulled up a stool in the tool room and sat down. She found that the Holmes family had their own little private territory in the house: Mr. Holmes was the "piano corner", and Mrs. Holmes had her own small study room, (according to Observation) Mycroft's is his bedroom, and Sherlock has always occupied the attic for experiments.

So Scarleven decided to set up her territory in the tool room, which is not in the main house, so it has a certain degree of privacy, and it is convenient for her to do some small things... such as locators, bugs, monitors, and God's horses~~Scale Wen has already tidied up a corner according to her own habits. If Mr. Holmes needs to use the tool room, as long as he doesn't walk in, he won't discover Scarlett's secret.

Scarlevin took out the things she bought today from her pockets, and all the things were in the palm of her hand, only a small pile.Skalevin swept away the table, put things on the table, activated the magic power, and all the things immediately became bigger, occupying the entire table in a short while.

Making objects smaller and larger, moving them, and collecting water elements in the air are the three most proficient methods of using magic power used by Skalevin. Of course, she knows that generally speaking, it is impossible to use magic power like her It's so simple and rough, there should be matching, um, a magic wand, just like the one she saw today, and spells or something.She had tried it before, using language to use magic power... but the magic power suddenly exploded in front of her, almost burying her under the desert, and she was much more careful when using magic power after that.

Skalevin classified the things at hand while recalling the three adult wizards he saw today, secretly summarizing the information.

First, all three had wands, which must have been necessary;

Second, magic spells are not necessarily necessary, but judging from her experience and the way adult wizards use magic power today, the operation of magic power has certain rules and can be learned;

Third, wizards must have systematic learning methods. To be precise, wizards have undergone unified training, that is to say, there are wizarding schools (because if it is a private teacher, it should not be possible to teach exactly the same method);

Fourth, wizards have the ability to teleport, but they don't know whether this ability is instinct or needs to be learned. Scarleven hopes it is the latter. At least so far, she has not found that she has this instinct.

Fifth, there is a mystery about the pillar at King's Cross Station.

Sure enough, do you want to check that pillar next time?

After thinking about it, Skalevin tidied up the things at hand. She put the things she didn't need temporarily into the box first, and checked all the newly bought tools carefully.

"Hey, Mommy said it's time to eat." A curly head suddenly appeared at the door, and the face could not be seen clearly against the background of the setting sun, but Scareven knew who it was.

"Coming~"