[Comprehensive] Please call me Miss Holmes

"You're going back." Sherlock said firmly, "It's okay, I'm fine here by myself, you don't have to worry about me."

Circe felt a little guilty. She had planned to stay with Sherlock all summer, but this happened.

--snort!Hope Mycroft gets rid of that wizarding world soon!

Circe glanced at Sherlock strangely, why did she feel that Sherlock was thinking of something strange!

"Ahem," Sherlock cleared his throat, and began to change the subject, "Well, let's go back to the hotel first! Even if you have to go back, you have to say hello to your students!"

So Circe, who was calmly changed the subject, took the hard-working young Thomas and his brother back to the hotel together.

On the last night of staying in the hotel, Circe said good night to Sherlock as usual, and Thomas had been sent back to the embassy.The twin sisters who heard that Circe was going back to China early also said goodbye to Circe and left the hotel, because Circe was on the plane early tomorrow morning, and it was difficult for the two of them to get to the airport.

As for why Circe returned to the country by plane instead of apparating, she had already stamped the "exit" stamp at the customs when she went abroad, so no one would be suspicious if she returned to the country dignifiedly.

At night, Circe rarely slept restlessly. The woman whose face could not be seen was calling her again. This time the feeling was stronger than before. Circe felt as if something in the distance was attracting her.When she came back to her senses, she found that she was already standing on the stone steps that she walked during the day, and her steps were still going on.

Circe didn't stop on purpose, she faintly felt that this voice was not only harmless but also familiar to her.

Finally, she stopped in the main hall of the temple, and the statue in ancient European clothes was smiling at her.

"Cassandra?" Circe was very unsure, is this Cassandra?Was this old woman with wrinkled face and white hair the Cassandra she had seen once?how she

"You get old so fast, right?" Cassandra smiled indifferently, "It's nothing, the important thing is that I finally saw you again, Circe!"

"Finally?" Circe looked at the old man in front of him, "What do you mean?"

"That's right!" Cassandra laughed. Her teacher Lilith always said how powerful Circe is, but she didn't expect to have such a dull side. Thinking of this, she became sad again, teacher ,Did you see it?Your last wish has finally come true!

Circe was already frowning, so Cassandra temporarily put aside those unhappy things, let go of the price she paid to see Circe, let go of those who betrayed her, let go of the one who had the same blood as her and ended up Those who ran in the opposite direction laughed loudly and freely, even with tears streaming from the corners of their eyes.

"Cersi, this should be the last time we meet," Cassandra said with a sad smile on her face, "meeting once across time is enough to consume my strength, but fortunately, this time there is this My statue is used as a medium, so we can barely see each other. Let me make a long story short. The person who built the statue is a believer in the witch Harappa. He is a very rare atheist, just because his wife believes in ha Rapa had just become a believer and I told them at the beginning of that it was a conspiracy and he was the only one who believed me."

"So, during that sacrifice, I managed to save his and his wife's lives. Later, in order to weaken the power of the barrier as much as possible, I asked him to take Harappa's coffin away as far away as possible .”

Circe showed a puzzled expression, "Why didn't you destroy the coffin at that time? If so, the barrier will disappear!"

Cassandra smiled bitterly, "Because at that time, I was already imprisoned by them. I asked a person who believed in me to do these things. He is an ordinary person and has no great power. Let people Taking away the only Harappa coffin that could be stolen was the best way I could think of at that time. Let the people who come later solve the rest!"

Speaking of this, Cassandra put away her smile, and a hint of hatred appeared on her wrinkled face, "Now, the enchantment has been destroyed! Hmph, although it has been a long time, it's time to come The ones that will come will always come. Those who act recklessly for their own selfishness, now, it is their turn to bear the consequences."

Circe's mood is a bit complicated now. She can actually understand Cassandra's thoughts very well, but when she thinks about Hermione, Padma, and a group of friends from Hogwarts, she can't turn a blind eye.The ancestors of these people did something wrong, and they have to suffer all the consequences without knowing it, how innocent it sounds!But in other words, they have enjoyed the achievements of their predecessors, enjoyed the powerful power obtained by using the blood of innocent people, and who can say that it is not a matter of course to encounter such a thing now!

Circe didn't think much of it, she let it go with a sigh.When encountering this kind of thing, she can only make a judgment based on her own position. Now she is one of these people who enjoy power, and it is useless to say anything until now.

Cassandra was still talking, but her voice sounded very weak, "Cersi, you have to remember, the person who produced the incomplete prophecy, I investigated him, his name is Simon Peter, is The illegitimate son of a wizard and the saint of the church. His mother was found when he was born and was burned at the stake. His father died protecting him. So he hated both wizards and the church. And, most importantly One point, he once took your corpse to study the potion of immortality, so it is very likely that this person also exists in your current era."

Cassandra's voice became smaller and smaller, and even her phantom attached to the stone statue began to blur, "Cersi!" Her eyes were filled with sad tears, "You remember, the rule is There is no way to change it, if you want to surpass it, you will definitely pay the corresponding price... Farewell!"

"Don't!" Circe involuntarily stretched out her hand to grab her, but how could an illusory phantom catch her!

"Circe! Circe!"

--who is it?Who is calling me?

— By the way, it's Sherlock's voice, what's wrong with me?

"Cersey!" Sherlock didn't sleep at night, he was still thinking about the day's affairs, at this moment, he heard the voice from Circe's room, he hurriedly opened the door and rushed in, only to see, Circe The figure is looming, as if it will disappear at any moment.

Sherlock was taken aback when he remembered what his sister had done last time. Fortunately, when he held Circe's hand, Circe's body returned to its original state.

"How are you?" Seeing Circe's eyes open, Sherlock asked quickly,

Circe was silent for a while, "Brother, I may not be able to make predictions in the future, and I will not be able to help you solve the case anymore!"

Cassandra's last words refer to this, because she insists on going back to the past, so she has to pay the price.Lin Cannon's "price" is memory, and her "price" is the power of prophecy.How could she forget this!No matter when, the world is fair.

Sherlock patted Circe's head as he often did when he was a child, "I'm the only private consulting detective in the world, and I don't need my little sister. There is no case in this world that I can't solve."

The title of the long-lost little sister reminded Circe of her childhood, yes, what is the power without prophecy!She has the best family!Nothing can replace it! !