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"Gellert?" Nick was also surprised, he thought Gellert would not come back for at least two days.

"What, don't you want me to have dinner with you?" Gellert teased.

"No, how come, of course I welcome." Nick turned and introduced, "This is my uncle Gellert Grindelwald."

Although the name of the Dark Lord is resounding, it is only limited to wizards, so the reaction of others hearing this name is... oh my god, another wizard!The Holmes couple and Mycroft thought at the same time, Nick's uncle, he must be a hundred years old, I really can't tell... Do all wizards live so long?

Gellert naturally knew that the three Muggles had a brain problem, so he chuckled and chatted with the three Holmes in front of him.

If the Dark Lord wants others to like him, it's as simple as drinking water, just sit down and drink a cup of tea, and the few people are already familiar with each other.Gellert did not shy away from picking up some well-known facts among wizards. Mr. Holmes thought the old gentleman was really funny, Holmes thought he was very considerate, Mycroft... Mycroft thought Gellert was not An ordinary person may be able to make friends.

"Why don't you eat? I'm starving." Sherlock walked in and said loudly, "Huh? Gellert? When did you get back?"

"You know each other?" Mrs. Holmes asked strangely.

"Yes, Lucas, I came to visit two days ago, but you weren't there at the time. Then I went back for something, but I didn't tell Nick that I would come today...I did it on purpose." Gellert joked.

"But it was also a surprise."

"Haha, yes, me too."

"Can we eat?" Sherlock asked blankly.

"Of course, I think..." Nick took a pocket watch out of his pocket and looked at it. "Oh, it's 12:30, I think it's time for dinner." As soon as he had said that, Dennis came in and said: "Everyone, lunch is ready."

"Then let's go quickly, I'm a little hungry too." Mr. Holmes rubbed his hands, "Where's Scarlett?"

"I think it should be next door. I'll call her." Mycroft stood up as he said.

"Someone sent a lot of gifts, is it you?" Scareven asked Gellert across the table.Except for Nick in the main seat, Gellert sat alone on Nick's right hand side, the Holmes family sat on Nick's left hand side, Sherlock refused to sit with Mycroft, so Scarlett sat between the brothers, but Even so, she was still a little far from Gellert.

"Ah, you've seen it. It's yours too, but the name will be put on the last note, it's part of the surprise." Gellert replied to her.

There was an old-school aristocratic elegance to Gellert's meal, and one couldn't help but watch his manners so as not to make a fool of himself.All of a sudden everyone became reserved and elegant, except for Scarlevin... Her style of painting has always been a bit wrong.Mrs. Holmes noticed this at once, and secretly resolved to give Scullivan some more practice in manners when she returned to England.

Scarletwen, who was given extra homework: whoever eats at home is more elegant!ill.

In the afternoon, Mr. Holmes, who was the most aesthetically pleasing, was in charge of directing, and the others hung the bouquets and plants in the places he designated. The work progressed very quickly, as if someone had cast a spell.

Gellert: House-elves don't count as "people."

In order to ensure that everyone can eat more dinner, the portion of lunch is not much, which makes everyone feel hungry after decorating everything... ＿(:3」∠)＿Nick decisively decided to advance the dinner time .The Christmas dinner was praised by everyone, especially Mr. Holmes, although it was not the first time to spend Christmas here, but according to him, Dennis played a super high level of this dinner.

Skalevin likes German elbow, roast sausage, seafood soup, venison soup... in a word: meat!Meat!Meat! (Say important words three times)

Dennis accepted the credit with a smile, and the house-elves were already crying in the kitchen.

After dinner was the main event. Everyone went back to the room and changed into formal clothes. Although Skalevin was reluctant, she was also stuffed into a pink gauze dress...pink!red!color!A color she has never touched in her previous life, okay?Scarlevin felt that she was actually a poor Barbie doll in the hands of her mother.

"What, do I want to play too?" Skalevin asked with staring eyes, but no one had ever told her before.Why is it that the brothers (sisters) play together as a traditional Christmas project in the Sherlock Holmes family?

Skalevin knows that children in Europe are basically able to receive music education before the age of ten, but she is not included, okay?In two lifetimes, she only received half a year of symphony education, which was taught by her father himself.In other words, in her previous life, she knew how to play a song in order to pretend to be b, and it was the only one she knew.

Scarlett looked at Mr. Holmes in horror, hoping he would say "Haha, are you kidding me?" But Mr. Holmes touched Scarlett's dog's head and said with a smile: "Are you happy Scarlett, It used to be just Mycroft and Sherlock playing the piano together, and they always made marches to whatever tunes they . . . um .

Mycroft: Huh...

Sherlock: Huh...

"Oh, I'm really looking forward to it, family band." Gellert looked very interested.

"I remember the last time I played 'Snow White Christmas'? It's really impressive." Nick asked Dennis to get the piano.

"Only once a year," said Mrs. Holmes, smiling. "Would anyone like some tea?"

"Give me a drink, thanks," Gellert said.

"Ok."

The adults are relaxed, but Skalevin is almost dead nervous, okay?

"Don't be nervous." Mycroft saw through Scarlett at a glance. He was a little funny. Is the little girl who can calm down in a difficult situation afraid of playing the piano in front of everyone?

"There's nothing to be nervous about." Sherlock pulled Scarlett to his side, and glared at Mycroft, "It doesn't matter how badly you play, I will cooperate with you with superb piano skills, understand?" ?”

"Oh, yes, cooperate, Sherlock, you must not forget this. Oh, thank you." Mycroft took the violin and tried it out. In fact, he can also play the piano, but this opportunity must be given to S Calvin.

"It's as if you don't need it." Sherlock took the piano and tried it.

Scarlett... Scarlett thinks that these two brothers must have been sent by her enemies.

"Okay." Scarlett sat in front of the piano with a broken face. One of Mycroft and Sherlock stood behind her, the other stood beside her, and the others sat comfortably around. It means that I am ready to listen... Hey, I really am not my own...

"Wait, you haven't said what to play yet." Sherlock asked quickly when she saw that Scarlett was about to "do it".

"Of course it's 'Jingle Bells'?" Scaleven thought it goes without saying, shouldn't this song be played at Christmas?

Sherlock: "Jingle..."

Mycroft: "Jingle Bells..."

Sherlock: "Why this song!" Can't show my skills at all, okay? "Give it to me..."

Mycroft: "That's all."

Sherlock: "What?"

Mycroft: "Cooperate."

Sherlock: "..." Makes sense... I'll train Scareven when I get back!

Scarlevin shivered, um...was it because she was sitting far away from the fireplace?

Gellert: ...not yet...

Nick: I have a bad feeling.

Mrs. Holmes: Very interesting.

Mr. Holmes: Hehe...

No matter what Mycroft and Sherlock say over there, Scarlett has already decided to play this...the rest she doesn't know at all _(:3」∠)_

Skalevin took a deep breath, and dropped her fingers with the courage to sneak into the base camp of the enemy's agents.

"Jingle bells, jingle bells, jingle bells, we're sitting on the sleigh..." Scaleven played a crunchy one, and Sherlock joined in after a bar, and his plucking was a clanging one. Fortunately, Mycroft is more reliable, he added chords immediately, and finally made the whole song look like that.

Scarlett didn't pay attention to what Mycroft and Sherlock were playing at all. She concentrated on it and managed to play it without any mistakes. She thought that the rhythm was right, and she was ready to end as soon as she relaxed. Locke made a series of portamentos...he f*ck started to play the second time!

Scarlett: = mouth =! !Sherlock waits for you to come to my room, I promise not to kill you!

Of course, it's impossible for Skalevin to stop alone, so she had to follow and continue playing for the second time.She was angry in her heart, and Qin Zhong naturally brought it out. Who was there who hadn't been influenced by music for decades, everyone could hear Skalevin's playing like this, and they just thought it was funny.

After playing the second time, Scarlevin flicked her hand, played a radio, and hurriedly made an appearance of ending. This time, both Sherlock and Mycroft ended the song kindly, and Scarlevin secretly rubbed I broke out in a cold sweat.

Sherlock was quite involved, he wanted to overwhelm Mycroft, and he didn't notice that he accidentally tricked Scarlett, and Scarlett had already decided to set him up after everyone fell asleep. The sack thing.

"Not bad." The audience applauded together, and Skalevin felt that she was not comforted at all... This is not bad, how low are your requirements?

The adults who knew the truth of the matter just laughed and said nothing, in fact, the little girl's tangled look is also quite interesting, isn't it?

The show that followed was, of course, teardown, where all the presents were piled under the Christmas tree, drowning the trunk below.Scarlett hasn't been this happy for many years. With a cheer, she jumped into the sea of ​​boxes and kicked out a few boxes that looked very wizard-like.

"Come, come, come and guess what's in it," Scarlett said, pulling Mycroft and Sherlock.

Mycroft: "..." Because it's not my brother!

Sherlock: "..." Oh my god, it seems very interesting.