[Zhongyingmei] My dad is Voldy

The car headed towards 221B Baker Street.

Anita sat in the back seat and suddenly gave a mischievous smile.She took out her wand, and the woman playing with the phone looked at Anita warily. Anita smiled at her, changed her wizard robe into a windbreaker, changed her shoes into high heels, and pulled her hair up.Anita turned to the woman and asked, "Do you have any lipstick?"

"what?"

"May I borrow your lipstick? And the mirror. Thanks," Anita repeated.

The woman hesitated for a moment, then took out a tube of lipstick and a mirror from the small bag she carried with her and handed them to Anita.

Anita finished applying her lipstick in front of the mirror, returned the mirror and lipstick to the woman, and asked, "So you're not curious at all?"

"No, I've learned not to ask any questions." The woman said without looking up while playing with her mobile phone.

Anita got off the car at the corner of Baker Street, tidied up her clothes, took a few steps carefully to get used to the high heels she hadn't worn for many years, and then put on a noble and glamorous expression. To be honest, this expression is very similar to Annie's. When Ta grows up, Mingyan's appearance is quite good.Anita strode to 221B and rang the doorbell.

An old woman in her 60s and [-]s opened the door. Anita asked politely, "Good afternoon, Mrs. Hudson. Is Mr. Holmes in?"

"you are?"

"I am a client of Mr. Holmes."

"Please come with me."

Mrs. Hudson took Anita up to the second floor and shouted to the living room, "Sherlock, you have a client."

"Mrs. Hudson, I don't have any appointments today. I don't want to see any clients, I'm busy." Sherlock's impatient voice came from the living room.

"You will want to see me, Mr. Holmes." Anita walked directly around Mrs. Hudson into the living room.

In the living room, Sherlock was lying on the sofa with nothing to do. Watson was sitting in front of the computer and writing something. When they saw Anita coming in, the two turned their heads. Watson stood up and blocked Anita's way to move forward. Ask, "Who are you?"

"An old friend," Anita said, "won't you please sit down?"

"We didn't ask you to come in," said Watson.

"Sit down, please," Sherlock said, jumping up from the sofa suddenly.

Anita walked to the sofa, "No, you sit on that chair." Sherlock said, "Clients all sit on that chair, that's the rule."

Anita shrugged and sat down in a chair.Sherlock leaned down and leaned closer to Anita's face, squinting his eyes to see Anita's face inch by inch.Anita fought back the discomfort and the urge to laugh.

"Sherlock!" Watson pulled Sherlock's clothes, as if to remind him that it was impolite to look at a young woman like this.

Sherlock "hush" impatiently, frowning suspiciously.He stood up, walked around Anita twice, suddenly showed an expression of enlightenment, and said to Anita, "Good afternoon, Anita, long time no see."

Anita burst out laughing, "Good afternoon, Sherlock, good afternoon, John."

Watson asked puzzledly, "Anita? Which Anita?"

"Anita Prince, our little witch," said Sherlock.

"What?" Watson looked at Anita with wide eyes and exclaimed, "Do all wizards grow so fast?"

Anita snorted again, and Sherlock smiled and said, "No, John, I think it's some kind of 'magic' from Anita."

"Aging agent." Anita explained, "a potion that can increase people's age in a short period of time. But Sherlock, how do you see it?"

"Obviously." Sherlock said very quickly, "Your walking posture is not natural. Although you try your best to conceal it, your steps are still smaller than your usual, which means that you don't often wear high heels. You painted Lipstick, but there are no traces of other makeup, which means that you don’t often wear makeup or this lipstick is temporarily applied. You want to pretend to be mature, but you use too much force, which makes it look unnatural. According to the bulge in your clothes pocket, it can be inferred that the inside There is a stick-shaped object, which is too long for a pen. I didn't figure out what it was before, but now I guess it is your wand. More important is your attitude. You are obviously familiar with me and Watson, But your unfamiliarity here proves that you have never been to 221B. Your attitude is not fanatical, so you are not an admirer after reading Watson's blog, so you are an acquaintance who doesn't often meet. Plus your face , Although it is not the same as when you were a child, but there are many similarities when you look carefully. Eliminate all the impossible, and the remaining impossible is the truth. So, Anita Prince."

"Impressive! (Great!)" Anita exclaimed.

"It's Wednesday, and you said Hogwarts is a closed boarding school, so what are you doing here?" Sherlock asked.

"I got a letter." Anita handed Sherlock the note that Mycroft had sent him, "so I skipped school."

Sherlock took the note, read it carefully, sniffed it closely, and said in a low voice, "Mycroft."

"Yes," Anita said, "I just met McCoff, and it was impressive."

"You just met Mycroft? In your current form?"

Anita nodded.

Sherlock laughed, "Didn't Mycroft see that? He thought you were a teenage girl. He had no idea you were 12. Oh my God, Mycroft got scammed by a 12-year-old girl." , I finally have something to laugh at him this Christmas." Sherlock's face was full of childish smugness.

"So you and Mycrofthadalittle chat, probably made some sort of deals. What do you want from me (So you chatted with Mycrofthadalittle chat, probably made some sort of deals. What do you want from me?)" Sherlock asked.

"I want to know about Moriarty," Anita said. "Mycroft should have known that you and I were communicating, but he hadn't intervened before that. This time he intervened and didn't want you to continue. Has ties to the wizarding world, apparently he thinks the wizarding world is too dangerous right now. But nothing special has happened in the wizarding world these past few months. The only clue to this is that I asked you to investigate Lockhart. It is now known that Lockhart Hart is an agent of MI6, he betrayed MI6 a year ago and joined Moriarty, so Moriarty wants to do something in the wizarding world?"

Sherlock shook his head and said, "No. Something must have happened in the wizarding world, but you were too stupid not to see it, and Mycroft must have seen it. Everything has a trace before it starts. Lockhart is not He betrayed MI6 a year ago, no, later, it should have been about a month ago. Lockhart sold the information to Moriarty with the acquiescence of Mycroft before."

"But why?" Anita asked.

"Why? This is typical Mycroft. He wants to take control of the wizarding world, but for some reason he can't, so he finds someone to test the waters and mess with the wizarding world to see how far he can go But Moriarty is not under the control of McCoff, he has turned against McCoff's people, and intends to use the wizarding world to do things that McCoff doesn't want to see."

"what's up?"

"I don't know, there is too little known information. I need an identity in the wizarding world." Sherlock said.

"What? No! Mycroft would..."

"He won't do anything." Sherlock interrupted Anita. "Mycroft knew how I would react. He didn't stop you from coming here, which means he acquiesced in this matter."

"I can't do it," Anita said. "I'm only 12, remember?"

Sherlock had nothing to say.He frowned slightly, crossed his fingers in front of his chin, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Neither Anita nor Watson bothered him.

Suddenly, Sherlock said to Anita, "What's on your left?"

"Uh." Anita looked to the left, "Your bookcase?"

"No, not this," Sherlock said a little fidgety, "There's something on your left that you can see that John and I can't."

The diary is floating to Anita's left, but how does Sherlock know?

"Nothing," Anita said.

Sherlock said, "Your body language tells me there is something to your left. I'm sitting in front of you on your right and John is sitting in front of you on your left. Since I'm the one talking to you, normally your body should It's turned to the right, facing straight ahead at most. But your body is slightly turned to the left, which means that there is something on your left, and according to your posture, whatever is on your left, you trust it very much .”

"Maybe I like John better," said Anita.

"Don't try to lie, you know I can tell."

"Well, there is someone on my left, but I can't tell you what it is," Anita admitted helplessly.

"Ah, so it's a person." Sherlock stood up suddenly, moved his hands tentatively on Anita's left side, and muttered to himself, "It seems that it is not only invisible, but also incorporeal. A ghost? "

Staying any longer Sherlock might expose her all the way.Anita looked at her watch, stood up and said, "I should go. Do you think I should arrest Lockhart? Or pretend I don't know and see if I can track down Moriarty from Lockhart." What do you want to do?"

"Whatever you want," Sherlock said, "but Lockhart has obviously been abandoned by both sides. He is an intelligence collector and certainly doesn't know much about the specific plan. Moriarty will not reveal his plan to anyone. .”

"Then arrest it, it's always bad to keep such a person in school, what if you teach bad children." Anita said.

Anita took a few steps outside, then turned around and said, "By the way, do you have a car?"

Watson shook his head.

"Can you lend me some money then? I need a taxi."

"Of course." Watson took out a £50 note from his wallet and handed it to Anita.

"Thank you." Anita took the money and said goodbye to Watson and Sherlock. "Goodbye, Sherlock. Goodbye, Watson."

"Wait." Sherlock called to Anita. "Aging agent? Can I have some?"

Anita threw the aging potion to Sherlock, "The drug works for about five hours. Drink one drop to grow one year older. Don't drink too much, or you will die."

Sherlock caught the medicine bottle deftly, nodded to Anita and said, "Thanks."

Anita took a taxi back to the Leaky Cauldron, found a deserted corner in Diagon Alley, and changed the clothes back. The effect of the aging potion just passed, and Anita drank Polyjuice Potion to turn back into Hermione.

When Anita stood in front of the public fireplace in Diagon Alley, she checked the time for the last time, and it was exactly 10 minutes to five hours, but Anita still took out her wand and held it in her hand to keep vigilant before stepping into the fireplace.

After spinning around for a while, before Anita could stand still, her hand was suddenly grabbed.The man exerted a little force, and Anita's hand involuntarily let go, and the wand fell from her hand.Anita's pupils shrank slightly, and before she had time to react, the man quickly twisted Anita's hand behind her, and pressed her head hard against the wall.

"I got you." Amidst the slight ringing in her ears caused by the violent impact on her head, Anita heard Lockhart's voice behind her, "Miss Prince."