[Comprehensive] Please call me Miss Holmes

Aberforth led them out of the Pig's Head pub through the back door, and came to an alley at the corner of Hogsmeade. There were very few pedestrians here. The few people were either drunk or in a hurry, and no one gave them a second glance. .

There was a dilapidated house in the middle of the alley, and the house number was so rotten that it could not be seen clearly. Aberforth walked in front and pushed open the door to signal them to follow.Circe glanced back at Adam and followed Sirius inside.Adam remained outside the door, and a vampire could not enter a house with a master without an invitation.

"Is anyone there?" Aberforth took out his wand and asked while being on guard. Circe and Sirius followed him and raised their wands. The room was quiet and no one answered.As they went deeper, the whole picture of the house was revealed. The house was unexpectedly large. Circe felt that it might have been casted by a spell. The three of them scattered to search in different rooms. Aberforth searched the first floor. Sirius took care of the basement, and Circe went up to the second floor.

There were three houses on the second floor, and Circe opened the door to check one by one. The room was in a mess, only some old clothes and furniture, and they were all covered with thick dust, as if no one had been there for a long time.Circe almost wondered if they were in the wrong place.At this moment, she heard the sound of breathing, subtle but rapid.

Circe cautiously walked towards the last room, which seemed to be a suite. Circe opened the door of the corridor, and the sound of her breathing became louder. It was obvious that the people inside heard her footsteps. Circe turned around and faced the breath Go where the sound came from.Then she saw a glass door behind which Alina was tied to a chair and gagged.Circe hurried forward, grabbed the doorknob, and turned it open.Followed by a familiar feeling of dizziness, oops!In the trap.The last picture is Elena's painful expression.Circe was thinking that it was a good thing she wasn't alone.Sirius should have rescued his mother!

The doorknob of this door was apparently made into a real door key.Because Circe opened her eyes again and found herself in a completely strange place.A wide place that looks like a church but is definitely not a church, because there is no cross at the front, but something like an altar, and there is a person, or a corpse, lying on the altar.

Circe put away her wand and walked towards the altar. When she saw who was lying on the altar, she froze.

"This is our sincerity, Miss Holmes," a voice came from behind, Circe turned and saw a man appearing in the "church", "meeting you for the first time, but I guess you already know who I am Isn't it?" Simon Sutton was very eccentric in a suit and held a wand in his hand, but he behaved naturally and obviously used to it.

"She is our hope, the hope of all Muggle-born wizards. Miss Holmes, you are one of them. I don't need to say more about the specific situation of Muggle-born wizards! You should have a deep understanding."

"So what are you going to do? Use her, a dead person." Circe looked at the frenzied person in front of her, or she could no longer be called a human being.

"Oh! This is definitely not taking advantage. We worship our god, we will resurrect her, and we will make her the savior of the wizarding world. Unlike the wet-blooded Harry Potter, Anmerthia is the real one. Savior."

"How can I resurrect a person who has been dead for thousands of years? I'm very curious, Mr. Sutton." Circe held his wand tightly, God knows what it was excited about, and kept trying to fly towards the altar.

"This is a very complicated thing," Simon Sutton looked very proud, "a genius idea, we extract the blood that they inherited from their ancestors from the bodies of Muggle wizards and Squibs, the real pure The bloodline of the wizard contains powerful power, and if it is injected into Amersya's body, as long as she has enough power, she will have power beyond life and death, and then regenerate."

"Now, Miss Holmes, you are very honored to be one of them. You are so outstanding and suitable for our god. With you, we can bring back our savior soon. So," Simon held up Wand "Dedicate your strength to this! Avada Kedavra!" A green light emerged from Simon's wand and rushed towards Circe.Circe raised his wand reflexively, and moved quickly to the side at the same time.

However, an accident happened, and the wand in Circe's hand went crazy for some reason, and it flew away by itself when Circe was about to resist.Such a thing had never happened before, Circe was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously used the levitating spell, and the next second, Avada Kedavra hit her where she was standing.Simon missed the opportunity, but the two people present now have no time to pay attention to this, because something incredible happened on the altar.

A dazzling light came out from the altar, and it became brighter and brighter. At first, Circe could see her wand and gradually floated up, but gradually, the light covered everything, and she couldn't see anything.

Simon looked excited, he had completely forgotten about Circe, and the situation in front of him looked like what they had been expecting all along, their god, their savior, was about to appear.

The bright light lasted for half an hour, and then gradually weakened, until a figure appeared in the bright light. She had white hair and white eyes like a god, but her figure gradually shrank in the bright light, and then waited until the bright light completely disappeared, and appeared in the In front of Circe and Simon was a child, five or six years old.

"Are you Anmerzia? I, I am your faithful believer." Simon prostrated himself on the ground,

"Oh!" The girl's voice was still childish, and it sounded like she was being coquettish, "But I hate you!" Simon looked up in surprise, and was hit by a ray of light, completely unconscious.

"How about it, master, I did a good job!" The girl stared at her big eyes to show her cuteness, while begging for praise.

"Don't you explain what happened first? For example, why did you go to my body in the previous life, my dear wand?" Circe looked at the familiar face in front of her, but remained indifferent.

"Uh," the girl scratched her head, her face wrinkled, "this is a very long story."

"You can make a long story short."

"Okay! Okay! It's like this. I was originally a birch tree. The place where you were buried after your death in the previous life was under my tree. Your magic power continued to give me strength, and I gradually had thoughts. Until one day a group of strange people came down from the tree, they destroyed the enchantment around the tree, and took you away. I was broken by a strange old man in order to find you. Well, you know the rest. I found I reincarnated you, and today I found out that your previous body is no longer a person or a wizard or anything because of staying with me for a long time. The internal structure is more suitable for a tree to survive. So that's it! Perfect Isn't it the end!"

"Didn't you come to me because you wanted to be one? Don't think of me as an idiot, okay? You're not the only one who's lived from then to now, or tree? But if you promise any Do everything according to me, then you can get what you want. How about it?"

"make a deal!"

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