[Zhongyingmei] My dad is Voldy

Mycroft raised his hand, and the silver cross on his wrist shone holy in the sunlight.

"Holy See." Anita muttered, "I thought the current Holy See couldn't make these things anymore."

"Antique." Mycroft explained briefly.

"Time is running out," Mycroft reminded.

Anita looked out the car window. The passerby who hit her was pulled away by two security personnel. The man in the blue shirt straightened his clothes and walked into the building with the others.

Anita and Hermione looked at each other, and both saw the hesitation in each other's eyes.

Do you want to make a move?What if, as Mycroft said, that person did something irreversible in the next very important meeting?Although Anita has been a wizard in this life, wizards and Muggles have never been two completely unrelated individuals, let alone Hermione's parents are Muggles.

Anita thought for a while, then took out her wand and recited the counter-curse of the Disillusionment Curse. A burst of invisible ripples centered on Anita and hit something not far behind the man in the blue shirt. A wizard with a black hood slowly emerged from the air.

"Petrificus Totalus! (Petrificus Totalus!)" The moment the wizard appeared, before he could react, Hermione petrified him directly, and the wizard fell straight down, while the man in the blue shirt showed a dazed expression .

Just as Anita and the others showed victorious expressions, a white light hit their car.

"Protegos! (Armor protection!)" Anita used armor protection to protect the people in the car in a critical situation, but Mycroft's car was inevitably damaged, and the entire front of the car was cut into pieces.

"Get out of the car!" Mycroft yelled and jumped out of the car.

Anita grabbed Hermione and rushed out of the car.The next second, the car exploded behind them. Fortunately, Hermione used a piece of armor in time to block the aftermath of the explosion.

Anita turned around to confirm the situation of McCoff and the driver. The two of them were obviously stronger than Anita and Hermione, and they were not injured.

Soon Anita couldn't take care of McCoff. Apart from the petrified wizard, there were at least two adult wizards at the scene.They completely ignored the two Muggles, Mycroft and the driver, and all the spells came to Anita and Hermione, two wizards with wands. Anita and Hermione dodged and fought back in embarrassment.

The scene was extremely chaotic for a while, the lights of different colors emitted by the wand interlaced in the air, and there were screams of panic from the Muggles.Anita and Hermione couldn't attack with all their strength because they were concerned about the Muggles present, but the other party had no such concerns at all.

Mycroft ran over and pulled Anita and Hermione behind him, the cross bracelet on his wrist glowing white, blocking most of the opponent's fire.

At this time, Anita noticed several red lights different from the wand.

Sniper rifle!

Anita's pupils shrunk, and she subconsciously looked at McCoff. Seeing his calm look, Anita breathed a sigh of relief. These snipers should have been arranged by McCoff.

Sure enough, the red light was aimed at those wizards.What surprised Anita was that those wizards seemed to have a certain understanding of Muggle weapons. They reacted very quickly and gave up chasing Anita and Hermione, turning to a few snipers hiding in the dark. The hand casts a spell.

Anita and Hermione helped block the wizard's spell on the sniper, coupled with the suppression of the sniper's firepower, soon, one of the wizards was knocked down, and the other saw that the situation was unfavorable, and the apparition phantom escaped.

McCoff's men quickly controlled the scene. A man wearing sunglasses ran over and reported to McCoff, "Two people fell down, one of them was killed by us, and the other..." The man's face showed An incomprehensible expression, "Died of snake venom."

"Snake venom?" Mycroft couldn't help but think of Anita's snake-shaped bracelet. He turned his head to look at Anita, just in time to see a small green snake crawling up Anita's hand and onto her wrist. In Mycroft's sight, the snake turned its head and stuck out its tongue at him in a "friendly" manner.

"Do you know these two people?" Mycroft led Anita and Hermione to the two corpses. Anita squatted down and used her wand to pick off the clothes on the left arm of one of them, revealing a hideous Dark Mark Revealed, Hermione gasped.

"Voldemort?" Mycroft asked.

Anita and Hermione looked at Mycroft in surprise, not expecting that he even knew about Voldemort.

"This is the symbol of the Death Eaters, the men of You-Know-Who," said Hermione. "You'd better not call him by his name. This name is protected by a spell, and if anyone speaks it, it will kill you." Inducted. We all call him You-Know-Who or He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named."

Mycroft nodded casually, "What kind of organization is the Death Eater in the wizarding world?"

"Racist terrorist organization?" Anita concluded.

"Is your Ministry of Magic in charge of this?" Mycroft asked.

"It's hard to say." Anita and Hermione looked at each other. The Ministry of Magic is still deluding itself and unwilling to believe that Voldemort has returned. Anita suggested, "Perhaps you would like to talk to Professor Dumbledore?"

Mycroft raised his eyebrows, "The principal of a school?"

"Headmaster of Hogwarts, the only wizarding school in England," said Anita.

"And Professor Dumbledore is recognized as the greatest wizard of our time, and he is also the leader of the Order of the Phoenix, the president of the International Federation of Magicians, and the chief wizard of the Wizengamot." Hermione said.

"Order of the Phoenix?" Mycroft keenly caught the point of Hermione's words.

"The Order of the Phoenix is ​​an organization founded by Dumbledore to fight against You-Know-Who." Hermione asked.

After easily learning about the distribution of power in the wizarding world from the two girls, Mycroft nodded and asked, "How can I contact Professor Dumbledore?"

"Wait a minute." Anita summoned her patron saint, and she briefly described what happened here. The silver dragon kissed Anita's face affectionately, and disappeared into the air with a flick of its tail.

A few minutes later, with a soft puff, Dumbledore appeared in front of Anita and the others out of thin air, and immediately after that, several red lights appeared on his chest.

Anita quickly introduced, "This is Professor Albus Dumbledore."

Mycroft waved his hand, and the red light disappeared immediately.

"Professor Dumbledore, this is Mr. Mycroft Holmes. He is the head of MI6, responsible for intelligence related to British national security." Anita introduced.

Mycroft raised his eyebrows. This little girl knew a lot beyond expectations. He never revealed his specific identity, and he believed that Sherlock would not say either.

After Dumbledore and Mycroft shook hands, he turned to the two brave little wizards in front of him, and said with a low face, "Do you know that what you did today is enough to get you expelled from Hogwarts and have your wands destroyed? Possibly even prosecuted by the Division for the Improper Use of Magic?"

"The Ministry of Magic won't know we used magic," Anita whispered.

Dumbledore glanced at the small silver circle on Anita's wand, and Anita subconsciously hid the wand behind her back.

"Clever design," said Dumbledore, "but even if you could shield Trace and look at the chaos, how many Muggles saw you using magic? Do you think the Ministry of Magic would not know?"

Hermione gripped her wand tightly, her face almost crying.Anita also lowered her head, her mind racing to think of ways to get her off the Wizengamot.

"I asked for the help of the two ladies." Mycroft stood up and said, "I will be responsible for blocking the news from ordinary people. I can guarantee that today's matter will not be spread, and the Ministry of Magic will not know."

Dumbledore looked at Mycroft seriously, "They are still children, you shouldn't involve them."

"My fault." Mycroft admitted very readily, "but in the case of the Ministry of Magic refusing to help, this is already the least harmful solution. After all, we don't want to see the conflict between wizards and ordinary people." War, isn't it?"

Dumbledore was silent for a while, and said to Anita and Hermione, "I will solve the problem from the Ministry of Magic this time, but there will be no next time. Next time, inform me before it happens, don't tell me later."

Anita and Hermione nodded quickly.

After inspecting the corpses of the two Death Eaters solemnly, Dumbledore talked with Mycroft about Death Eaters meddling in the Muggle government.Anita and Hermione were sent to the mall by McCoff.

Anita and Hermione wandered the mall absent-mindedly, and had no intention of buying a dress at this time.Hermione asked puzzledly, "Don't You-Know-Who hate Muggles very much? Why would he send someone to intervene in Muggle affairs?"

"I don't know." Anita frowned. "You-Know-Who should prefer to slaughter Muggles simply and rudely. This is not like his usual way of doing things."

"What does You-Know-Who want?" Hermione asked.

"Whatever he wants to do, I hope Professor Dumbledore and MI6 can stop him."

On the other side, according to the information provided by the system, Irene walked towards the location of her capture target in this world——James Moriarty.

The surrounding scenery became more and more familiar, and Irene raised her eyebrows unexpectedly. She didn't expect that Moriarty was not in London's underground kingdom, but appeared here.

Irene walked along the path covered with bushes to the outside of the familiar iron gate. Looking at the pattern on the iron gate, Irene was slightly absent-minded.

"A Muggle?" Two wizards wearing hoods and masks appeared in front of Irene, one of them licked his lips and said excitedly, "I haven't heard a Muggle scream under the Cruciatus Curse for several days gone."

The other laughed smugly, as if he had seen the lowly Muggle struggling and begging for mercy, the two drew out their wands at the same time, and approached Irene.

"Take me to see Professor James Moriarty." Irene ordered of course.

The two wizards stopped and looked at each other. One of them nodded, and the other reached out and made a gesture of invitation, "Follow me."

Irene followed the man into the gate, and she walked in the manor very leisurely, as comfortable as walking in her own home.Even the dark wizard with a strange aura who appeared from time to time, as well as the faint screams and groans, did not attract her attention.Irene just frowned slightly, not like disgust or fear, but like impatience that her home was soiled by uninvited guests.

"Dominatrix, whatapleasantsurprise! (What a pleasant surprise!)" Moriarty made a very exaggerated surprise expression, but the next words were very cruel, "Why don't you leave Europe quickly, what are you doing here? You should know Without those protections, you can't live for half a year."

"I know." Irene sat down across from Moriarty. She took Moriarty's wine glass, poured half a glass of red wine into it, and gently shook it on her left hand. "I can't live without Europe." Half a year, so I came to you for some advice."

"I gave you advice." Moriarty said with a dull face, "I taught you how to deal with Brother Holmes, but you overplayed it, you were addicted to it, really fell in love with Sherlock, and let your Emotions affect your brain, so, Boom, you lose. B. (boring.)” Moriarty added the word b to a joyous tune.

"No, I didn't lose, Sherlock won." Irene lowered her head and took a sip of the wine. She looked up at Moriarty from the glass, "I'm not the only one affected by emotions in this game." Men with brains. And, isn't that what you're aiming for? You don't care who wins, you want to see Sherlock's fine-grained brain go berserk with feelings he despises."

"Oh, yes." Moriarty couldn't help laughing. "That's brilliant. That look on Sherlock, my God, I could laugh for a year."

"I gave you what you want, can you give me what I want?" Erin asked.

"No, no, Honey, your game is over. I have a new game now." Moriarty's eyes and brows were full of excitement, "This will be the biggest crime I've ever planned."

"You don't take Sherlock to play anymore?"

"Hmm..." Moriarty licked his lips, "You reminded me that having Sherlock participate in this game will really add a lot of fun. Let me think about it, how can I bring him into the game?" Sherlock's introduction of the new game obviously aroused Moriarty's excitement. He stood up and danced briskly to Irene, took back the wine glass from her hand, and drank the red wine in it. , "It's easy to get Sherlock curious, but our consulting detective deserves a more dramatic entrance..."

Irene silently apologized to Sherlock in her heart. She really didn't mention him on purpose, but considering Moriarty's obsession with Sherlock, even without her reminder, Moriarty would still pester Xia Locke. Locke until he died.Thinking of this, Irene irresponsibly put all the apologies behind her.

Irene watched Moriarty immersed in her own world with great interest, she stood up and walked slowly towards Moriarty.When Irene walked into Moriarty's attack range, Moriarty, who seemed to be wandering, grabbed her hand, "You should leave, honey." Moriarty's tone seemed to be full of nostalgia , what he said was very ruthless.

Irene didn't seem to hear this sentence at all, and she didn't break free from Moriarty's tight grip on her hand, but moved closer to Moriarty, "I have a proposal, you might be interested."

"Oh, tell me, I'm listening." Moriarty said with a disinterested expression.

Irene smiled slightly, "New game, you and I..."

Before Irene finished speaking, she was interrupted by Moriarty's disdainful sneer.Moriarty reached out and gently stroked Irene's face, his movements were very gentle, but his eyes were cold when he looked at Irene, "Honey, I think you made a mistake, look, I'm not like the virgin, I never There is no shortage of women."

"No, you made a mistake." Ellie's voice was hoarse, "I'm not talking about sex, I'm talking about love." The word "love" has a strange tone in Erin's mouth, which is very attractive. "I bet you've never loved anyone, my professor, don't you want to try? This kind of thing makes Sherlock lose the careful logic he is so proud of. Sherlock won, and you, I Professor? Moriarty." The word "Moriarty" seemed to roll out of Irene's tongue, as light as a low sigh, with black desire and ambiguous hints.

There was a change in Moriarty's eyes, he'd always been happy to beat Sherlock, in any way, and Irene took that firmly.Moriarty looked at Irene in surprise, "I have to say, you..." Then, Moriarty's eyes widened.

Erin guessed that Moriarty wanted to say that you managed to get my attention, but he couldn't say it.Irene took two steps back, admiring her masterpiece, with a strange smile on her face.

There was an expression of surprise on Moriarty's face, not his usual dramatic and exaggerated expression, but genuine surprise.He glanced at Irene, then looked down at his stomach, as if he couldn't comprehend what had just happened, and then Moriarty closed his eyes powerlessly and fell down.

"Gameon. (The game has started.)" Irene walked to an oil painting on the wall, and said in Chinese to the shepherd girl inside, "Open the door sesame."

The shepherdess blinked and said, "Welcome back." An archway suddenly appeared on the wall, and Irene turned her head to look at Moriarty one last time, "One more thing. Don't ever call me honey. Call me Dominatrix. Sugar, call me Queen.)" Without looking back, she walked into the archway, which turned back into a wall behind Irene.

Moriarty, who fell on the ground and had already lost consciousness, had a dagger sticking out of his abdomen.