[Comprehensive] What's wrong with curly hair control!

"Boy, you..."

"You are a wizard!"

Sherlock's eyes lit up, and he quickly entered the observation (account checking) mode.

"Aren't you the one who disappeared just now? Could it be that this is a transfer station for wizards?" Although his hair is white, the roots are a little golden. His previous hair color was either golden or golden brown, and Germain's features are obvious , aged between sixty and eighty, "You lived indoors for a long time before, not this, not this, nor... are you a prisoner?" Sherlock's eyes widened.

The man seemed to think that Sherlock was very interesting. He stood aside and asked Sherlock in a friendly manner, "What else did you see?"

"You were imprisoned around 1945. You were imprisoned voluntarily or driven by interests." Sherlock looked him over, "You must have been in a high position before. Generally speaking, if there is a special If you have the obvious power, the population will determine the leader in a very primitive and direct way, so you are very strong. Your perfume does not conform to the modern fashion, is it the previous style?" Sherlock stepped forward like a neurotic Take a breath, "I've never smelled this perfume, wizard specialty? Wait, there's a familiar smell... Is it pine flower? Pine resin? You must have been in the Black Forest for a long time, maybe I should say, many years ?So...wow, you're at least 80 years old, you can't tell at all."

"Actually, it should be one hundred and five years old." The man politely corrected Sherlock's mistake, his every move showed strong confidence, and he didn't seem to worry about his identity being discovered, just like Sherlock's reasoning It's just a little pastime for him.

Sherlock felt frightened.

One hundred and five years old?Although this face is full of creases, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like a 100-year-old old man, ah, an [-]-year-old is also an old man.

"Then let me guess." The old man leisurely clasped his hands in front of him, "You must be a guest of Nick Valentine's house?"

"Oh." Sherlock waved his hand, "It doesn't matter."

The old man who has never been so choked before: "..."

Sherlock: "I don't think you like being surrounded in prison, so Nick is probably also responsible for the 'clearing' work. Your accent is like near Bavaria, oh, there are too many ethnic groups, I haven't collected them all yet accent."

The old man was a little helpless. It had been many years since no one dared to speak in such a barbaric way in front of him, let alone ignore that he could turn the world upside down by himself... How could there be such a 'freak' in the Holmes family? Nick never said in detail that he was... a Muggle.

"Muggles..." The old man said quietly without knowing what came to mind, and then he found Sherlock sprinting up to him with extremely agile movements and staring at him, saying, "Muggles? Is this what you call non-wizards? From the root Judging from the composition of this word, it has a certain derogatory meaning, and it can be seen that most wizards think that they are superior to non-wizards..." The more Sherlock spoke, the more excited he became, and although the observed results were a bit superficial, they were all The field he has never been in contact with... Interesting!

"Want to try?" the old man interrupted Sherlock's analysis.

"what?"

"magic."

"Magic? Of course, how to try?"

"like this."

The old man grabbed Sherlock's shoulder, and "biu" disappeared in place.

Today, the Holmes and his wife took Sherlock to the city, and Nick took the opportunity to give Scarlevin a special training. He was resting, and suddenly a light on the wall that hadn't been turned on for a long time turned on.This means that someone has appeared in that room that has not been used for a long time, and this person can only be...

"Gellert, you, you finally decided to leave that... Sherlock? Why are you together?" Nick never thought that this person would appear with Sherlock.

Sherlock's face was livid, as if he was holding back something.

"The toilet is over there." Gellert pointed out "kindly".Sherlock ran away immediately.

"How did you meet?" Nick asked strangely.

"I think this clever little guy probably saw Robbie Apparate. I bumped into him as I was coming out. I remember you wrote about this curly kid in your letter before, and he was as smart as you said. Gellert said as he took off his coat. "He's almost right about my observations. Huh? What's that look on your face?"

"I just didn't expect you to compliment a...Muggle so much. I'm a little surprised, you really should have left that bloody place long ago."

"Although I don't like Muggles very much, I don't hate smart people. By the way, what about the girl you mentioned? I thought her Muggle adoptive parents were not here today."

"Her Muggle brother was supposed to be away, but you brought him back." A child's voice came from the other side of the sofa.Gellert glanced at Nick, who smiled and motioned for him to go and see for himself.Gellert walked unhurriedly to the back of the sofa and looked down... A little black-haired girl was lying on the sofa with her eyes closed. Gellert knew at a glance that her magic power was exhausted and she was recovering. .

"You train very hard." Old man Gellert teased.

Skalevin opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was a pair of purple black eyes, her heart jumped suddenly, "Who are you?"

Gellert looked at Scareven kindly, smiled and said, "I think my dear nephew has already told you the story about the prince and princess."

Scarleven: "..." Damn it!

#每生年Meet an old man called the old man who secretly loves my grandmother as his nephew! #

#I don't want to know about seniority#

#On the maintenance of wizards#

#Dare to let me meet a handsome young guy? #

Skalevin felt very tired when she talked about the relationship between age and seniority, so she pretended not to understand and asked, "Oh, then who are you?"

Gellert didn't answer in a hurry, he went to the cabinet and took out a wine glass, picked up the bottle and poured himself a glass of brandy, as if he was at home, Nick didn't even have any objections.

"My name is Gellert Grindelwald, maybe you have heard my name."

"Hawk" Skalevin rolled off the sofa.

More than heard of it, too much of the name, Skaleven thought.As an intelligence habit, the first things Scarlevan read were various "Histories of Magic", "Modern and Contemporary History of Magic", "[-] Most Influential Wizards in Europe in the Past Hundred Years", "Ten European Families"... Wait for the history books, every history book has two famous names in the modern part: Gellert Grindelwald and Albus Dumbledore.

And no matter which book writes about these two people, the stories are basically the same: the dark lord who is famous for killing people, the white wizard bravely fights the dragon for world peace, and finally defeats the dragon and locks it on the high-rise building. Every day on the tall building waiting for the princess to rescue it, it braids its braids while waiting until the braids hang down to the bottom of the building... Wait, it seems a bit wrong (the tall buildings are all crooked)?

Scarlett was sprawled on the couch, blinking, blinking, blinking at Gellert with only her eyes exposed.

It's okay not to mention the name, but when he said the name, Skalevin really felt that the old man looked very fierce. What did they just say?Nick is his nephew?In this way, it seems a bit similar. Both of them are tall. Nick is about 1.8 meters tall, and Getler should be [-] meters [-]. I heard that they will shrink a bit when they are older, so they should be more tall when they are young. high?Looks like there's a shared genetic...wait!

Scarleven thought in horror, if she and these two old men were relatives, wouldn't she also grow taller? 1.8 meters female man?She doesn't want it! o（>﹏<）o

Nick was amused when he saw Scarlett's fuzzy look, but Gellert was helpless.

"Now the name of the Dark Lord can't scare people." Nick teased.

"Yes." Gellert replied casually, the Dark Lord is no longer needed at this time, he is very up-to-date.

Gellert tapped the armrest with her fingers, and Scarlett suddenly floated up. She was startled at first, but then found it was quite funny, thinking that she had also used this trick to save Mycroft back then, But for some reason, she couldn't float herself up.

Scaleven was playing vigorously in the air, paddling like a little frog for a while, arching around like a caterpillar for a while, tossing and turning in the air for a while...Gellert was so indulgent that she let her float in the air After playing in the air for a long time, it didn't look like his magic power was exhausted.Scarlett couldn't help feeling emotional: "Oh, I don't know what kind of beauty that Dumbledore is, so that you can be imprisoned in the tower voluntarily~" It doesn't look like Gellert will be defeated people.

"Pfft..." Nick spat out a mouthful of wine.

"Hey!" Scarlett landed on her buttocks, it was a pain that went straight from her tailbone to her forehead, "Ahhh, it hurts to death!" Scarlett yelled, turned over and lay down on the carpet in a fluttering motion shape.

Can there be a little trust between people, and throw me down without saying a word... Scarlet's face is full of cows.

Seeing this, Gellert and Nick immediately stood up and were about to come over to check. At this moment, the door opened, and Sherlock came back with a livid face after vomiting.

Sherlock swore that he would never let the wizard move it again. This tm is more unbearable than riding a roller coaster. I really don't know how wizards adapt to it.

As soon as Sherlock entered the door, he felt agitated. He quickly took a small step forward to stabilize his body. Unexpectedly, Scarlett was lying on the carpet upright, and Sherlock stepped down...just stepped on her On the butt... Although Sherlock lifted his foot to the side as fast as he could, he still didn't take it back.

Skalevin felt that she must be the most unfortunate person in the world today. First, she found out that the Great Demon King was a relative of herself, and it was fine if her heart was hit. Turning around, Sherlock stepped on the painful spot again, and in the end Sherlock fell down and pressed on her... It was unspeakably tragic!

Skalevin said that she was already a corpse!

Gellert: "..."

Nick: "..."

"puff……"

"puff……"

Gellert and Nick didn't care whether Scarlett's little heart would be hurt or not, and the two laughed one after another. Scarlett lay down on the carpet and pretended to be dead, full of tears. Face lasagna tears.