[Comprehensive] The whole world has its own bgm, except me!

If there was a competition in the wizarding world named the least Muggle in the world, then this award must be awarded to the detective Sherlock Holmes who lives at 221B Baker Street.

Jian Jia was taken to the office.

As soon as they entered the door, a dull atmosphere was brewing in the air. A group of wizards were well dressed and sat on chairs, staring at the man standing by the window with different eyes.He is tall and tall, and his dark gray woolen windbreaker reaches his knees. From Jian Jia's perspective, he can only see his impatient side face, his thinner than ordinary people's lips tightly pressed, and a pair of cold gray eyes. Zhengding looked out of the window, not knowing what he was thinking about.

Wisdom is a superlative sexiness, and Mr. Curly is obviously too sexy.

Jian Jia's appearance made everyone's eyes turn to her.

Standing by the window, Sherlock said without looking back: "Don't stay with stupid people for too long, you will also be infected with the stupid virus, Miss Jane, this is kind advice."

He spoke at an extremely fast speed, with the cadence of the British accent and the expressionless and mocking force throughout the whole process, the faces of the wizards turned black instantly, and a middle-aged wizard with a bad temper who was closer stood up angrily.

"You actually..."

"Am I not right, Mr Singlet?"

He froze for a moment: "How do you know my name?"

"..."

Sherlock didn't answer, but raised his lips slightly towards him.

This note, the irony simply broke through the sky.

Wizards: "..."

So angry!Want to hit someone! (╯‵*′)╯︵┻━┻

I don't know why, Sherlock's smug look looks extremely amusing in Jian Jia's eyes, maybe it's because the gunfire didn't focus on him.She interjected, laughing, "So Mr. Holmes saved the place, didn't he?"

The matter is important, although some people are dissatisfied with him, they still acquiesce and agree with Jian Jia's statement.

The wizard who stood beside him and led the way said dumbfoundingly: "This time, he found the truth only by relying on the traces of the potion he discovered. I really can't understand why a Muggle is almost as familiar with potions as we are. He There are no wizards in our family, and we can only guess that the elder brother, who is a high-ranking government official, is so powerful that he has infiltrated his influence among us."

Jian Jia clenched her fists and coughed dryly.

I'm afraid it's not the so-called elder brother, but this willful guy who likes to cross-dress.

Once he knows how to enter the Ministry of Magic, from now on it will be almost like walking on the ground, and he can enter as he wants.

Sure enough, wisdom is the most awesome weapon.

"It's five minutes." Sherlock glanced at the phone, "Let's go."

Jian Jia was suddenly confused: "Go? Me? Where are you going?"

"Your loudness and ignorance are about to exceed the limits of my patience, miss."

Sherlock strode forward, took her arm and walked out: "Watson is going to consume his few remaining hormones. I need an assistant."

"But I'm not a doctor?"

"That's what he said at the beginning."

Jian Jia: "..."

Sherlock's pace was so fast that Jian Jia almost had to trot to keep up. The wizard who was following up made a gesture to stop him. Jian Jia waved her hand and said loudly: "Don't worry, I will contact him after I finish the matter with him People go back."

The two soon came out of the Ministry of Magic and returned to the outside world.Jian Jia glanced back at the phone booth, and quickly followed her. Sherlock seemed to take care of her speed, and slowed down a little.

"Where are we going?"

"This matter has not been resolved."

Jian Jia suddenly realized: "You mean, maybe there is an inner ghost?"

Sherlock glanced at her.

"go on."

"Inference needs factual basis, I don't like to imagine out of thin air." Jian Jia's trench coat was rattling by the wind, but her speech was not slow.

"this is a good habit."

Sherlock stopped suddenly, and Jian Jia also stopped.

"However, associations are helpful in finding evidence for next steps."

"Of course I know."

If she guessed wildly in front of Mr. Detective, who was already sure of winning, she would probably be greeted with ridicule.

"Where should we go next?" Sherlock turned to look at her.

They were standing in a street at a fork in the road, and the chaos was almost resolved in a short period of time. Some ordinary people were able to walk on the street, but they all had expressions of lingering fear, and looked back and forth from time to time.

Jian Jia couldn't figure out Sherlock's thoughts at all.She glanced left and right, standing beside Sherlock, her long black hair was disheveled by the wind, and a pair of dark eyes calmly looked at a certain place across the street.

"I don't know where we are going, I only know that we were followed."

"Sure enough." He said lightly.

Jian Jia also secretly said in her heart that it was true.

Of course, Sherlock would not be so stupid as to ask her to carry out Watson's responsibilities, probably because the next actions would be risky, and if there were some unnatural behaviors, Jian Jia could stop them.

... This bastard really never regarded her as a woman.

Jian Jia gritted her teeth.

"How should we go?"

"Anywhere."

As he said, Sherlock crossed the road directly when the green light came on.Jian Jia followed behind him, quietly observing the people around, trying to find the trace of that person.

The other party hid very well, probably because of Sherlock's keen observation ability, but he probably forgot that Jian Jia was still an experienced policeman in the shell of the King of England and a superhero.

Taking the opportunity of buying instant coffee, she finally targeted an ordinary woman.

Judging by the familiarity of the other party, they are definitely engaged in related industries.

A faint sound of water piano lingers in my mind, sometimes far and sometimes near.The two passed by a pet shop. Jian Jia saw the fish swimming in the glass tank in the glass window, took a sip of coffee, and asked, "Do you want to fish it?"

"You'll die when you fish it out." He glanced at his watch again. "It's almost lunchtime."

Does this mean to hurry up?

Jian Jia yawned: "If you're faster, maybe I can catch up on sleep."

She was staying up late, but the damn sun was shining brightly in the sky. Jian Jia sighed, feeling ashamed of the way they exploited the labor force.

She was about to say something when her expression froze suddenly: "It's coming."

While Jian Jia was speaking, Sherlock suddenly grabbed her arm, and the two rushed forward quickly!

"boom!"

The artillery fire hit the wall directly, and the flames billowed for a while, and black smoke shot up into the sky.The scorching flames wiped behind her and disappeared, Jian Jia's cold sweat came out, she was about to use bgm, Sherlock seemed to have a telepathy, and ran and said: "Wait for the fork ahead, you go right, I'll go left , and then you can clean them up as you like.”

Jian Jia didn't need to ask Sherlock what to do, since he has already made up his mind, there must be a way to stay behind.

"it is good!"

As soon as Sherlock let go, Jian Jia immediately turned right and ran towards the street. The people behind quickly rushed up, Jian Jia stopped suddenly, turned around, and smiled: "Should I charge some interest?" gone?"

……

10 minute later.

A group of anxious Aurors finally found the figure of their own King of England, and the arrogant Muggle was also standing beside them. The two stood side by side, and Jian Jia looked into the distance thoughtfully.

"Are you all right?"

"I'm fine." Jian Jia's expression was relaxed, "Don't worry, they can't do anything to me."

On the other hand, Sherlock didn't pay attention to these people who could kill him with their hands.

The turmoil originated from internal conflicts, and it was related to Jian Jia.Due to the appearance of Voldemort, some wizards were dissatisfied, especially those who participated in the war at the beginning, and even the old antiques who were old enough to see Voldemort's youthful appearance were also indignant.Even though he doesn't have any ability to harm now, in their eyes, he is still like an executioner.

The conflict between the two sides has intensified, and Voldemort is currently researching a subject about magical creatures. I don't know who has evil intentions and tampers with it.

That's what caused the accident.

Who made the instigation, and who caused the trouble in a flash of brain, has not yet been determined, but because someone inadvertently joked that this was a Slytherin cannibalism-in fact, Voldemort and the few people who had the dispute It's all from Slytherin indeed.This led to a complete escalation of what was originally a joke.

Jian Jia was silent for a moment when she heard the reasons before and after, and said, "If Merlin is also at Hogwarts, he might also come from Slytherin."

The rest of the wizards fell silent.

"Go ahead and find the culprit. Everyone needs an explanation, and these comatose guys will be taken away as well."

"understood."

Jian Jia took a few steps forward, and quickly left the street before Sherlock.At this moment, before everyone could react, a basin of water poured down, just spilling Jian Jia all over.

She let out a scream, and several wizards looked up, and a small figure seemed to disappear on the roof.

"Are you ok?"

"I am fine."

Jian Jia took Sherlock's towel and wiped her face. Her whole body was wet, and when the cold wind blew, she immediately began to shiver.

Sherlock took off his windbreaker and put it on her shoulders: "If you don't want to catch a cold, go quickly."

"I don't know what this water is, it feels sticky, I hope it's not..."

"This... Merlin's beard! It contains the venom of the Winged Demon!"

As soon as an Auror who caught up said this, the rest of the wizards gasped.

"The venom of the Winged Demon...?" Jian Jia was stunned, "Will it endanger life?"

"It will not endanger life, but it may erase some memories." Sherlock added.

Wizards: "..."

I really hate this Muggle who knows everything, why not be a little stupid!

Jian Jia grabbed the collar of the windbreaker, her teeth chattering from the cold: "Don't I remember everything now? Don't think too much, it's time to go back. It's really troublesome, I have to ask for leave to make up for sleep."

"Are you trying to contact the Avengers? My king?"

Jian Jia's footsteps suddenly stopped in place.

She frowned tightly and said, "What do I have to do with the Avengers?"

"..."

"..."

The rest of the Aurors were ashen-faced, and the sudden bad news almost made them cry.

They can almost foresee the dark faces of those superheroes.

……pill!

The author has something to say: Jian Jia: What is the relationship between me and the Avengers?

Avengers: Little Lovers :)

Sherlock: I just smiled and said nothing.