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

A girl with big chestnut wavy hair, wearing a suit and high-heeled shoes stood outside platform [-] and three-quarters, facing the pillars and lowered her head to play with her mobile phone. The little wizards in the owl cage turned a blind eye, which made the resident wizards undecided whether to step forward and get her away.

Until a little girl with ponytail, satchel, jeans and boots came out from the pillar.

Da Bo kept looking down at the phone, walked up to the little girl, and said, "Miss Holmes, please follow me. Your brother is waiting for you."

Scarlevin looked at the girl in front of her who didn't raise her head, and nodded.

"No luggage?" Big Wave asked.

"No need." Skalevin patted the bag beside her.

Big Wave didn't mean to be curious, so she led Skalevin outside.

"Your name?" Scareven asked.

Da Bo's eyes were blank for a moment, "Sophie."

It sounds like a pseudonym, but Skalevin doesn't care, anyway, just have a name.

"You have worked with Mycroft for three full months, which is very good. Mycroft has changed at least ten trainee secretaries before, but none of them can pass the probationary period to become an official secretary except you. Keep the current state , I believe you can persevere with Mycroft. You are indeed overqualified in the quartermaster department, but I think Mrs. M will feel a little distressed when Mycroft poached her future letter officer."

Probably because she was about to see her relatives soon, Skalevin seemed a little excited.

Sophie was really at a loss. She knew that her BOSS had a special ability, but she never expected that this ability was inherited from her family. She had worked very hard every day to cover up her personal information, but why did this seem But little Sherlock Holmes, who is eleven or twelve years old, can still see through her at a glance?

Scarlevin took out a small bottle from her bag and handed it to Sophie, "Here, it's a small gift."

"What is this?" Sophie cautiously didn't answer.

"For hair care, add one drop to the hair care essential oil and apply it on the hair after washing your hair, or mix three drops with 250ML water, and spray it on the hair every night before going to bed. Long-term use can make the hair stronger Bright." Scarlett touched her hair to indicate, "Ordinary people can use it, and I prepared a bottle for Mycroft." And it can prevent hair loss...Girl, you will thank me in the future .

Hearing what Skalevin said, Sophie took it over.She held the bottle in front of her eyes, the liquid inside was a bit like transparent red nail polish, and when she shook it, there seemed to be some shiny things inside.

"Thank you." Sophie thanked and put the bottle in her pocket.

"No need." Skalevin waved her hand.In fact, no matter who the secretary came to pick her up, she planned this as a small gift.

Sophie led Scarlett to an inconspicuous place, where an elongated black commercial vehicle was parked. Sophie stepped forward to open the back door, and Scarlett saw Mycroft in a three-piece suit Sitting in the car waiting for her, even in the car, he was holding the black umbrella in his hand.

"Is it okay for you to park so casually?" Skalevin's first sentence when she got into the car was this, and the second sentence was: "What's wrong with your hair?"

Mycroft glared at Scarlett, swallowing his words.

Sophie, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was playing with her mobile phone and felt that it was so smart to sit in the front instead.

"What's the matter with your clothes?" asked Mycroft.

"What are you talking about?" Skalevin tugged at the sleeves of her shirt that were a little shorter, "I grew taller, but I got shorter."

"Are you short of money?"

"No, it's just that we are going home, and buying so many winter clothes is a waste."

Now Mycroft had nothing to say, and he thought of one thing, "I remember I gave you a secondary card, why didn't you use it? I think even the wizard's bank already has a credit card exchange business, or Said you can't go out of school? No mail service? Need me to give you some cash? Anyway, I don't want to see your ill-fitting clothes again, okay?" Mycroft took out his wallet and pulled it out. A dozen banknotes were handed to Skalevin.

"You are the elder brother, you have the final say." Skalevin grinned from ear to ear, counting the banknotes and carefully putting them into her wallet, "Buy, buy, call my mother in a few days Mi came to London to buy it together, and bought a soft ruler. If the clothes don’t fit, I’ll measure them myself and ask Mommy to buy them for me, are you satisfied?”

Mycroft twitched the corner of his mouth.

"I have a gift too." Skalevin grinned happily, and she took the bag and began to pull it.

"Oh?" Mycroft raised an eyebrow. "I thought it would be Christmas."

"I thought so too." Skalevin took out two long-necked bottles, "This is for hair care. After washing the hair, pour one drop into the hair care essential oil and rub it on the hair, or three drops Mix it with 250ML water and spray it on your hair every night before going to bed. This is for tooth protection, it is used like a mouthwash, and you can rinse your mouth with a mouthful after eating sweets. Dumbledore loves sweets very much, this is the formula I asked him for myself I did, and he said I did it very well."

Miss Secretary raised her eyes and took a quick glance in the rearview mirror. One of the two bottles was a strange green color, and the other was the same transparent red as the bottle Skalevin gave her just now.Since BOSS also uses it, the quality should be guaranteed, Miss Secretary thought.

Mycroft reservedly expressed his love for these two gifts, and put them away carefully, especially the bottle of mouthguard.

It’s better to be a well-behaved and cute girl. Compare it with that brat Sherlock, who never thought about what a gift is. Do you want to remind him... Forget it, it’s not good if he sends some strange human organs as gifts .

Mycroft considered the possibility for a moment and immediately dismissed it.

"How is Sherlock?" Scarlett asked.

"I've told him you're coming back today, but I don't think he remembers it."

"You'll make him show up on time, Mycroft."

"If you wish, my little princess."

Scarlett nodded in satisfaction. It wasn't that she didn't trust Sherlock, but as an older brother, Mycroft was more reliable.

With Mycroft's guarantee, Scarlett saw Sherlock at home. He was sitting in front of the sofa watching soap operas very normally, but this thing itself was not normal.

"Sherlock, I miss you so much~" Scarlett took off her jacket and flew over, grabbed him before Sherlock could dodge, and rubbed him on the head.

"Damn it, are you a cat!" Sherlock pushed Scarlett from the back of the sofa to the front of the sofa, then suppressed her with one hand and rubbed her head hard with the other hand, "You are because you saw me Or is my hair happy? Huh?"

"Ah, oh!" Scarletwen fumbled around, um... "Sherlock, did you think of exercising your abs because you couldn't beat me?"

Sherlock: "...don't be kidding."

Skalevin felt that she must have poked the truth, because Sherlock almost grabbed a lot of her hair.

After running to the kitchen and study room to express her thoughts to Mrs. Holmes and Mr. Holmes respectively, Scarlett went upstairs to enlarge and pack her luggage.

I miss it so much. I lived in the room for two years. Although I only left for half a year, it feels like a long time has passed.

Scarlevin took a shower, changed her clothes and came downstairs, only to find that Sherlock was still sitting on the sofa watching TV, and the soap opera on TV was replaced by another one.Mycroft was sitting in front of the window, not knowing what he was doing with his laptop, with a cup of steaming milk tea beside him.

...It always feels weird, and most importantly, Sherlock didn't taunt Mycroft, and they didn't quarrel.

Scarlett went to the kitchen, and Mrs. Holmes, who was still making dinner, also poured her a cup of milk tea.

"Mum, what's wrong with Sherlock? He's so good today...so weird." Scarlett asked Mrs. Holmes holding a hot milk tea.

"Oh, it's Daddy, he made a bet with Sherlock, and Sherlock lost." Mrs. Holmes scooped out a little soup from the pot with a spoon, blew it, and handed it to Scarlevin's mouth, " Taste it."

"Looks a little faded. What bet did they make?"

"Well, you can ask them yourself, but I can't tell."

"Oh, forget it."

When everyone sat down at the dining table for dinner, Sherlock seemed to have returned to the familiar state. He lowered his head and picked out the onion from his plate and said, "It grew three inches taller. It seems that your school Good food. Good relationship with Slytherinized roommates? And two Hufflepuff friends, male, same year, the two freshmen who were in the same compartment when you went to Hogwarts. There's another suitor, Slytherin, second or third year..."

"Xiali, we can talk about this after dinner." Mrs. Holmes stopped Sherlock's serial cannons, and then asked Scarlett hesitantly: "Is what he said true? Someone is chasing you?"

"I have to say, I'm not very good at secret love, and I don't feel that anyone is pursuing me. Besides, I will marry Sherlock when I grow up~" Scarlett said in a high-pitched voice pretending to be a little girl.

Sherlock raised his head and looked at Scarlevan suspiciously, and said, "I don't think it's too late for you to talk about this question."

"Pfft..." Mr. Holmes spat out the soup, "Sorry, I choked a little." And then he really choked... Mrs. Holmes hurriedly stuffed the tissue to Mr. Holmes in order to save Sherlock's face.

Sherlock, who can never understand the joke... Is your emotional intelligence still saved?

After teasing Daddy and Mommy (Daddy: Why didn't you marry Daddy?) Scarlett wiped her mouth and hands with a napkin, bared her teeth and asked Sherlock: "Sherlock, why were you watching a soap opera just now? Can't see you liking that."

"No, I'm just researching why shows like this are popular... What are you laughing at, fat man?"

Mycroft was not at all surprised that the flames of war spread to himself, he leisurely cut a piece of steak and put it in his mouth, "I'm just in a good mood."

Sherlock jumped up in a second, like a fluffed British Fold cat: "Scarlevin, you actually gave this fat man a mouth guard potion!"

Mrs. Holmes: "Sherlock, don't call your brother that."

During the next meal time, Mycroft exuded a pleasant atmosphere, while Sherlock said with his whole body: "Stupid shit shovel, you are such a shit shovel!"

Scarlett: "..."

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The author has something to say: Mycroft: As expected of my brother's sister paper, she is caring.

Sherlock: Huh...