[Comprehensive] Please call me Miss Holmes

Chapter 66

It was already late at night when we returned to Baker Street. Circe wanted to give Sherlock the information he had found about Moriarty, but it was too late, and even Harry and Circe did not let him come back. Sherlock Holmes' old house, it's not safe to go back alone, so send it yourself!Hehe, Elina found that her youngest daughter was still wandering the streets at night, and she probably won't be able to come back tomorrow.Don't forget that Holmes's house also has "Cersey Gate".Hitting it yourself is simply courting death.

So, Circe hesitated and gave up.Anyway, Mycroft was renting a suite, so Harry would just sleep on the sofa.As a result, at the door, Circe knew how naive her thoughts were.The two brothers are waiting for her in the living room!I think so, after all, Circe is only 12 years old today, even if her strength is beyond the limit, it is impossible for Mycroft and Sherlock to completely ignore her.Mycroft didn't say anything, he had already raised the monitoring level of Baker Street to "Level [-]".Even Sherlock managed to get Mrs. Hudson to allow him to open the door on the wall. As soon as Circe entered, he saw the door that was extremely inconsistent with the room.And her two elder brothers are sitting and drinking tea and "chatting" opposite each other pretending nothing happened!

"Why did you come back so late?" Mycroft put down his glass and asked with a serious face. Sherlock raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

"Oh, I met someone looking for trouble on the road, and I wasted my time." Circe didn't care, she went straight in and sat on the single sofa next to her, as if nothing had happened.

Snapped!Harry, who came in one step late and was closing the door, was taken aback. He turned his head and saw that the "bosses" of the Holmes family were making big moves!Mycroft knocked his stick and stood up abruptly. Seeing this, Sherlock followed immediately. The "boss" went upstairs with Circe in his arms, and the second child also followed with a strange expression on his face. .Harry himself stood awkwardly behind the door, not knowing what to do.

Fortunately, not long after, Sherlock came down, took Harry to the next door, and stuffed Harry into the living room of 221b.Then he went back by himself.

In the room, Circe was being trained. She really angered Mycroft. It should be said that returning home late today was just a trigger. Since Circe entered Hogwarts, Mycroft had to Refresh your world view over and over again, and constantly adjust your tolerance limit, retreating again and again.Finally today, he was ready to settle the score with Circe.

As for Sherlock, he was just watching to see if he could find a way to save poor little Princess Circe from the evil Lord Mycroft.

The sofa in the living room of Baker Street 221b was empty. Harry, who was supposed to be lying down here and sleeping, quietly got up and turned on the light, then rummaged through the box to find the notebook and pen that Sherlock had put on the shelf at some point, and started writing letters.

"Dear Professor Dumbledore,

I have something to tell you, just tonight, when Sercy and I were coming out of Diagon Alley, we got stopped by a guy named Belial, he was very powerful, he moved very fast, I think he is a vampire.He was looking for a man named Lucifer, who said that Lucifer stole the Philosopher's Stone.Circe broke one of his arms, and he fled. "

At this point, Harry bit his pen and thought for a while, not knowing whether he should continue writing. There is no Ron and Hermione here, and no one can give him advice. Harry was troubled for a while, but he still made up his mind to write The conjecture is written down:

"The Philosopher's Stone should belong to a wizard, right? I saw it on the chocolate frog card. It belongs to Nick Flamel, right? If Belial stole the Philosopher's Stone, then that man named Lucifer from him Now that Beryl came to look for Circe, does it mean that Circe may know the whereabouts of the Philosopher's Stone, or..."

Harry didn't continue to write. Circe was actually very good to him, but he trusted Dumbledore the most.Harry opened the window, he summoned Hedwig, stroked its head, and handed Hedwig the letter he had written. The pure white owl grabbed it, rubbed its owner, and flew straight into the sky. into the darkness.

Across the wall, Circe, who was sincerely and humbly accepting her brother's criticism, looked out the window with a feeling, and it was pitch black.

Hogwarts, it was already late at night, and the lights in the headmaster's office were still on.Dumbledore has been very busy recently. Although the students have been on vacation, he has recently started to form the Hogwarts Emergency Response Committee. At this time, he is writing to invite some people to join, most of them are parents of students, and some It was old friends he knew himself, such as the alchemist Nick Flamel.The letter to Nick was the first one he sent out. Since Circe studied some alchemy items used in life and her unique alchemy wand, Dumbledore hoped that the school would have more alchemy talents , Nick is the most suitable person, but unfortunately since the Philosopher's Stone last time, he has never received a message from Nick, but it is well known that Nick LeMay and his wife love to travel, so maybe they went abroad.

While Dumbledore was thinking, he wrote letters to other people. After writing a letter, he put it in a special Hogwarts envelope and stamped it with ink pad.There was already a thick stack of letters waiting to be sent on his right hand.At this moment, the cry of an owl came from outside the window. Dumbledore slowly put down the quill, then walked to the window and opened the window. Outside the window, Harry's eye-catching bald eagle was using its pointed beak. Combed feathers, holding in its paws a rolled up piece of paper, not wizarding paper, Muggle stuff.Only Muggles can produce this white and smooth paper.

Could something have happened to Harry?Dumbledore's heart sank, he took out the letter from the owl, opened it, his brows immediately frowned, then he carefully read the whole letter several times, and sighed.Leaving aside the matter of Nick and the Sorcerer's Stone, Harry's unfinished last sentence is obvious. He suspects that Circe has something to do with the Sorcerer's Stone being stolen.This child's thinking is still too simple!Can the future of the wizarding world really be handed over to him?Dumbledore stood in front of the window, looking at the looming silhouette of Hogwarts in the dark night, pondered for a while, and then seemed to have made some important decision, he took out his wand, pulled out a wisp of his memory and put it in Pensieve, then returned to the desk to continue writing letters.

On the other side, Baker Street, the number of people being trained has become two. Sherlock failed to save Circe but got involved with him. At this moment, the two were pretending to listen to the teaching, but Mycroft turned When turning to drink water, Sherlock winked at Circe, Circe understood immediately, then quickly grabbed Sherlock's sleeve, and Apparated.

Mycroft, who turned his back on them, smiled slightly. Let's end today's lecture like this!Anyway, all that needs to be said has been said, it is getting late, and it is time for Circe to go to bed.

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Well, one more (^o^)/~O(∩_∩)O~

It was supposed to be posted at noon, but stupid Nannan didn't finish writing at noon, and there was another class in the afternoon, so the time was delayed. I will hurry up and see if I can post the second update before midnight.