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The next day I went to Diagon Alley again, but Scarletvan actually refused, because these three days were shopping days, and Diagon Alley would remain crowded until all the students had bought everything.But what Sherlock wants is a large number of people. He needs a certain population base to reason about some facts. For example, um... Although they are both human beings, the physique of wizards is still different from that of ordinary people.

Scarleven and Sherlock went straight to the bank as soon as they arrived in London. They took a whole box of pounds. Scarlevin's tricks were good. After leaving the bank, the box was shrunk and stuffed in her pocket.Skalevin also transferred a sum of money from the black card, which was used for investment.

"This is what the fat man gave you yesterday? You exchanged your self-esteem for a black card, hmph, what a bargain." Sherlock stared at the card and asked.

What the hell, of course it's a good deal, and besides, it's just a couple of big brothers, what kind of self-esteem is it?

"You're jealous, Sherlock, because Mycroft likes me more than you," Scarlett said triumphantly.

"...Are you kidding me!"

Scarlevin didn't say anything, but just shook the black card in her hand triumphantly.

In fact, Sherlock doesn't have much concept and desire for money. He didn't have many places to shop since he was a child. Whether it's daily necessities or experimental equipment, his family prepared them. He lives in an environment where there is no shortage of money. I don't think I can't make money... Besides, even if I don't have money, aren't there still fat people?Anyway, he raised it, which was agreed at the beginning (who told you?).

So Scarlett thought that Sherlock was unhappy because Mycroft gave her the black card but not him, but Sherlock knew that was not the reason. As for the reason, well, forget it, it doesn’t matter anyway .

After finishing their work, Sherlock and Scarlett walked out of the bank and hailed a taxi on the side of the road.London's taxis are notoriously difficult to stop as well as their expensive fares, and the two of them waited for more than ten minutes without stopping them.Suddenly, Sherlock and Scarlett seemed to sense something, and they raised their heads to look at a surveillance camera on the side of the road.

"***, this fat man actually did that!" Sherlock cursed impolitely, and raised his middle finger at the camera.Scarleven's response was to take out her phone and start texting.

On the other side of the monitor, Holmes' parents covered their mouths and looked at it for a while, then reached out and dragged out a folder next to the table to open it, and then signed the document titled "London City Skynet Submission (Sixth Revision)". abbreviated his own name.

As soon as Mycroft signed and closed the document, he heard the mobile phone in his pocket "ding ding" prompting that there was a text message. He took out his mobile phone, and it was a message from Scarlevin: "Mh, if you can use the street Why didn’t you notice the fact that we have been unable to hail a taxi? Poor review!”

Ah, of course the request made by my little sister must be met~

Mycroft used his mobile phone to send a text message to the secretary outside his door: "Help me make an appointment with Mrs. M, I need to talk to her."

send.

There was a loud "bang" outside the door, and other messy sounds, and then Mycroft's newcomer, the stupid secretary who was familiar with the affairs outside while chatting with his girlfriend on the mobile phone, hurriedly knocked on the door and came in.

"Make an appointment with Mrs. M? Okay, I'll call right away...I'll check the schedule first. Well, sir, by the way, you, your appointment with the dentist is at ten forty."

Under Mycroft's emotionless gaze, Mr. Secretary gradually became a little uneasy.

"I'll get out of the car in 13 minutes and get the car ready." Mycroft said a long sentence through his teeth.Originally, he didn't want to bear the pain to say so much, but if he didn't say it clearly, his new secretary would foolishly follow him downstairs only to find out that no taxi was called.

Fool, idiot, stupid goldfish!

Is this the top student recommended by mi6 this year?

His place is not a scrap yard!

The previous Sarah was much better than this useless secretary, but it is a pity that Sarah has had indescribable feelings for him since the past. They originally thought that Sarah's feelings would gradually fade after a long time of not seeing each other. But Mycroft found that after Sarah became his secretary, this feeling revived again.For the sake of former colleagues, before Sarah even realized it, Mycroft transferred her away...and replaced him with such an idiot.

It seems that the idea of ​​finding a secretary from secret agents is not very feasible, and Mycroft quickly filtered candidates from other departments in his mind.

On the other side, Scarlett and Sherlock finally took a taxi and came to the Leaky Cauldron again. Without the help of the bar owner, they entered Diagon Alley through the back door.

Diagon Alley is still bustling today~

"Why do we have to come today?" Scarlett took Sherlock's hand to prevent him from getting lost, "My God, what does that guy smell like! Can't everyone else smell it?" Even Sherlock couldn't help holding his breath as a sordid-looking wizard pushed past them.

"I think it smells like I haven't showered in 20 days." Sherlock said dryly. "Let's go to the bank first, oh yes, the goblin bank."

"It's Gringotts," Scareven corrected.

"Hmph, who cares what it's called, proof of wizard's stupidity." Sherlock grabbed Skalevin and led her straight to the white building.

Even though Scarlett and Sherlock just came yesterday, Mycroft, who was with them, lost his temper because of the credit card problem, but when Scarlett returned the British pound box to its original size and put it in the After the goblins opened their doors, they were still warmly welcomed by the goblins.

Exchanging pounds for galleons, Scareven also rented a vault at the goblin's suggestion.

"Would you like to see your vault?" the goblin in charge of Scarleven proudly invited.

Usually, small customers like Skalevin are used by young elves to practice their skills and earn experience points.

"Okay!" Sherlock quickly made a decision for Scarleven.

After an indescribably unsafe mine car journey, Sherlock got out of the car with a livid face. Although he tried his best to show that he was fine, his face and legs that were so weak that they trembled a little He has been exposed.

Sherlock decided to recommend it to Mycroft if he had the chance.

"Try this." Skalevin, who was nothing but a normal person, almost made Sherlock feel jealous. She took out a small tube like lipstick from her pocket, opened it and put it under Sherlock's nose, "Smell it and you will feel better." .”

Sherlock took a breath, and the fresh smell mixed with mint, camphor, borneol, winter flowers, musk, spearmint... immediately suppressed his nausea.

"What is this?" Sherlock unceremoniously took the small tube from Skalevin's hand, took another two sips, "You made it? It feels good." He put it in his pocket casually.

Sherlock, who woke up, immediately noticed something was wrong.

"It's unscientific!" Sherlock followed the goblin and Scareven. He looked at his watch and estimated the distance from the ground from the speed and arrival time of the car just now.The conclusion surprised him.

"This should be below, how could such a large space not be discovered? Subway? Pipeline? Sewer? Are the construction workers dead?"

"You are mistaken, sir." The voice of the young goblin who led the way was disdainful, "We are not Muggles."

"So?" Sherlock looked down at the goblin, who was only a little taller than his calf, "Aren't you in London or Earth?"

"That's a good question, Sherlock, maybe we can look into it when we get back," Scareven said.

"No, I'm not interested, I'm just an ordinary person." Sherlock refused straight away, he wouldn't let things that were completely useless take up space in his brain.

"Here it is." The goblin stopped at a door after not walking too far. He stretched out his long fingers across the door printed with complicated lines, and the door opened quickly.

The work efficiency of the goblin is quite high. The gold coins that Scarlett exchanged for pounds just now are neatly placed in the middle of the floor. Scarlett just glanced at it and knew that the amount was correct.

"That's it?" Scarlett and Sherlock asked in unison.

"...Yes, Gringotts is the safest bank among wizards. You and your gold coins can be at ease." The young goblin said proudly.

You show me this with your pants off?Scarlett and Sherlock suddenly felt bored.

"I thought there would be something more interesting." Skalevin said disappointedly.

"Obviously we're always going to make mistakes." Sherlock felt that it was a big loss when he thought that he would have to ride on that fast little mine cart later.

The young goblin was dissatisfied that these two, newcomers to the wizarding world and Muggles who had never had a chance at magic, did not show awe at their proudest underground vault of Gringotts, and he decided to give them a gift when he went back. A little lesson that a person can afford.

...but Sherlock had seen it all—even if he couldn't see the goblin's expression from his vantage point.

"What's your name? Oh, that doesn't matter, the unknown Mr. Fairy. After five years of work, he is still a low-level employee and can only do work like pick-up and drop-off. It's really true that you treat your first independent customer in five years like this." Okay? I guess you probably don't care, see, that's why you can't get promoted, when your contemporaries are at least one level up. Not very popular, not very well regarded , The person you like likes your best friend, but you know it but act as if you don’t know it, this is really a sad story... Let’s talk about what kind of aesthetics a goblin is like..."

"You... how do you know this!" The young goblin exclaimed in horror, "Who told you that!"

"Does anyone else need to say this? Mr. Goblin who likes Viennese coffee and donuts... Maybe this taste is right." Sherlock and Scarlett said one after the other, "You'd better think about what to do after a while." How to tell your manager, I think this is your first assignment and an assessment, maybe he will also ask for our opinion, such as satisfaction with the service or something."

When they got back to the ground, there was already an ugly wallet in Skalevin's pocket. Although it didn't look very good, you could tell from the face of the poor blackmailed elf that he was Hemorrhage.However, due to the shortage of manpower, when the manager of Gringotts came to inquire, Scarleven naturally praised her a lot, and the young goblin's complexion improved a lot.

"You should stop being with that fat ass Mycroft, and look at what you have become, hypocritical and full of lies." Sherlock said with special contempt.

"This is acting, thank you. People who had to take the make-up exam in art history back then are not qualified to say me." Skalevin didn't care.

"Who told you about my make-up exam?" Sherlock asked through gritted teeth, and he believed that Mycroft deliberately discredited him again.

But this time Sherlock really guessed wrong, "It's Mommy, she told me that I can't be careless even if it is an elective course, otherwise I will take the make-up exam just like you did back then." Scaleven looked at Sherlock with pity: Mycroft probably laughed at this dark history for a long time, right?

Since Mommy broke the news...

"Hmph, okay, I've made up the exam, how about it?" Sherlock changed the subject bluntly, "Is that your future dean? It seems to be the same breed as the group I met in the bank just now, tsk tsk, no one Do you think there is something wrong? My heart is really open. I am 53-55 years old. I am good at fighting champions, but I should be more gentle in my usual behavior. I am very respected by students. I have rich feelings, a sensitive and generous personality, and I like drinking and stimulating Sports but don't like exciting life."