[Comprehensive] Please call me Miss Holmes

The arrival of Christmas submerges the whole city in festive carnival. Christmas trees can be seen everywhere on the streets, and most of the people coming and going are families. However, there are still some disharmonious factors.

A group of people in strange clothes passed by in a hurry, and other people continued to join in as they walked, all in a hurry.

"Is it a flash mob?" A young man showed an eager expression. His name was Gary, and he was a college student. He looked around, but no one was paying attention, so he took off his windbreaker, wore it backwards, and put the hood around his neck. He took off the scarf and draped it over his shoulders, then lowered his hat, imitated the appearance of those weirdos and put his hands in his pockets, chasing after him as if nothing had happened, joining the crowd.

No one took a second look at him. Gary secretly praised the "organizational norms" in his heart and made up his mind to observe carefully. Maybe he could organize a flash mob next time.

The crowd was walking on the streets of London, and soon turned into a remote street, there were almost no other people. The few people who walked in the front entered a red telephone booth at the corner of the street. They didn't know what they did, and they disappeared. Looking back, I became curious and didn't know what mechanism it was.

However, it was his turn soon, and Gary squeezed into the phone booth behind a few people, then watched the movement of the person in front of him intently, watched him stretch his hand out of his pocket, and said a word to the phone If you understand, then the entire phone booth sank...

What! ! ! (#Д)

Gary was starting to feel something was wrong...

But he didn't know how to leave, so he had to follow the crowd first. He began to pay attention to the surrounding environment, but here seemed to be an empty hall, with a dozen or so old-style fireplaces lined up on both sides. At this moment, many people gathered in the hall. Few people.

Standing at the front was a guy wearing a church robe, and Gary began to wonder if this was a cult organization!

"Very good, everyone has almost gathered, now enter the fireplace one by one, the destination is Hogwarts."

Following this order, the crowd began to disperse, walking towards the fireplaces on both sides, and Gary quickly chose a line at random.

I saw the person in line grabbing a handful of powdered stuff and getting into the fireplace, yelling what the person said just now, "fuck me" or something, and then disappeared (⊙o⊙)!

Gary's eyes widened, and before he could think of anything to notice, it was his turn.

Gary timidly imitated the others, grabbed a handful of powder, then got into the fireplace, turned around, he hesitated, and the people behind him reminded him "Hogwarts" impatiently.Gary didn't dare to hesitate any longer. He closed his eyes, sprinkled the powder from his hands, and said "Hogwarts!"

When I opened my eyes again, I was immediately stunned ⊙▽⊙!

This is not the first time he has been frightened today, but Gary can swear that the scene in front of him is even more magical than a group of people disappearing into the phone booth. A magical castle appeared in front of his eyes, with horses flying in the sky, and the lake in the distance Jumping mermaid.

Oh, God!In fact, this is all an illusion!

Seeing Peter coming, Voldemort waved his wand impatiently and the controller flew over by himself, asking, "Why so slow?"

Peter smiled gently, "Excuse me, we are not wizards! Of course," he turned his head to look at Dracula who was not far away, and asked his subordinates to bring a stool, "It's not like you, it's like a god." darling."

"God's darling dare not say that even a vampire can't achieve true eternal life, can he?" Dracula didn't look at Peter, but looked in the direction of the castle, "Speaking of eternal life, even I , nor can I say that I know better than you, Son of Eternity—Saint Peter!"

Voldemort cast a sinister look at them, feeling upset that they thought they were close to immortality. Hmph, speaking of it, he is the real immortal!

"Okay, let's start!" Voldemort held up his wand and attacked the castle first. After him, countless light beams flew towards the castle, and the wizards also began to approach. Soon, there was a gap in the city wall.

Dracula gestured, and behind him stood Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Leviathan, and Belial from the Seven Deadly Sins, and after that, countless newborn vampires, under his gesture, teleported to the gap, and quickly disappeared.

Peter slowly untied the silver chain on his wrist and threw it into the air. The believers began to chant spells. As the voice grew louder, some people couldn't stand it and died soon. But around Hogwarts, gradually appeared Create a black barrier visible to the naked eye, firmly restraining the entire Hogwarts.

The battle is imminent!

However, today's Hogwarts is very different. Even now, Dumbledore has not appeared, and Voldemort has a bad feeling.

"Locked space!" came two familiar voices from behind, it was Dumbledore and that Holmes.

The black barrier that bound Hogwarts shrunk, and soon disappeared.

"Dumbledore!" Voldemort couldn't believe it. Isn't Hogwarts more important to Dumbledore than anything else?

"It's a mirror image." Peter turned his head, he didn't care at all, the believers who had fallen on the ground, "I didn't think of this, but it doesn't matter, the matter is more interesting, isn't it?"

In the wilderness, there were only a few people left on both sides of the confrontation, Jin who followed Voldemort, and a few wizards who had just had no time to enter the barrier; the four deadly sins standing behind Dracula's seat; and the lonely Peter standing in front of a group of dead believers.

Opposite them stood Dumbledore and Circe, as well as Mycroft and his special assistant who appeared around at some point.

"Let's take this as a gift, then, I have prepared a gift for you too, little girl!" Voldemort summoned his snake to come over, wrapping an unconscious person around Narnia's body.

"Mother!" Circe exclaimed, and Mycroft gripped his cane tightly. "Isn't Mother at home?"

"Yes, we called to confirm before departure, Mrs. Holmes is at home." The special assistant stepped forward to remind.

Circe acted as if she had never heard of it, "That's Mom!"

Peter smiled triumphantly, "Cersi, this should be your specialty, have you forgotten? I still remember this spell after thinking about it for a long time! If you didn't protect it so well, I still don't want to provide it to others."

——It is a "sacrifice spell"

Circe remembered that this was the spell used by witches in their daily prayers thousands of years ago. To be precise, there is no fixed spell, and it only needs to piously praise the gods they believe in.However, some witches who are favored by the gods will have the mark of the gods on their foreheads to represent the right of summoning given by the gods.

This is how the "sacrifice spell" appeared. It evolved into imprinting a brand on a person, and then, in another place, no matter how far away, it can be summoned at the cost of life, and it will be done.

According to records, the first priestess to be imprinted with the mark of a god was called Anmerseya.