hp+ Detective---Flowing Water Life

dear brother edward

When will you come back? I really want you to come back. Before you knew it, Mom and Dad changed a lot. Dad brought home a bouquet of flowers every day. So far, the varieties of flowers have not been repeated. Mom is very happy Accepted, without my share.My father doesn't bring me delicious and interesting things home anymore. He now asks my mother to go on dates all day long. They have watched four movies, listened to two concerts, and visited an art exhibition.Believe my brother, I guarantee that my mother can't understand the genres of those so-called art exhibitions.

Dad also gives mom gifts every day and buys small gifts for mom, such as hair bands, earrings, and cheap and beautiful clips.

I don't think they're like my parents anymore, they used to take mine there.I thought about it, we have to defend our mom and dad, they must have encountered some kind of monster that made them not like them, just like the characters in the storybook that mom read, they were replaced, and we didn't know .I went to Uncle Sherlock for help, but after I voiced my doubts he threw me out arbitrarily, and I decided not to forgive him.

Edward, my good brother, I can only rely on you.When you see my letter, you must rush back immediately.Let's save mom and dad together.

love you

Victoria

Edward folded the letter speechlessly, thinking about how to reply to his childish sister, explaining to her that Mom and Dad are still the same parents, and they just want to get back a little romance.

So, does Victoria understand?

"Edward, hurry up, we are going to the classroom."

Edward stood up. They still had three days of classes, after which they could go home for Christmas.

After Potions class, Edward did not leave, he walked towards Professor Snape.

"Dean, I want to learn potions from you."

"You did well in Potions, Mr. Moremus."

"I want to learn the innovation of potions, professor, I can make all the potions below the fifth grade course independently, this is not my bragging, I'm explaining my level to you. How perfect, I am still making according to the things left by the predecessors, no matter how perfect the production process is, I can only become a potion maker, and I want to become a master, with creative ability that ordinary people cannot match."

"Tell me, what is your purpose in learning this?"

"For my mother. My mother can't talk. Potions can heal people from serious injuries, but they can't make people talk again. I want to heal my mother."

Snape packed his things and strode away.

Edward naturally understood that he rejected himself.He followed Snape all the way to the door of the Dean's office.

"Go back, brat, potions are a rigorous subject, and a young master like you who can't bear hardships can't learn it." Snape was rarely calm.

"Professor, I know the harvesting, storage, transportation, and production of most herbs. I spent a semester learning this. I am willing to take care of them from a young seedling. I understand their medicinal properties at each stage. I practiced hard. I know how to grind most ore-based medicinal materials, Professor, I have prepared for a long time to learn from you."

Snape stared at Edward, his eyes were piercing, his hair was oily, and he stood tall and mighty in a black robe.Edward was very nervous by the atmosphere he created.

"You come in" He returned to the office, picked up an hourglass from the table, and walked to the brig, which contained three Gryffindors and four large barrels of slugs.

"Dispose of a bucket of slugs within the allotted time."

Edward didn't speak, he rolled up his sleeves, and the three Gryffindors gloated at Edward.

Snape was watching from the side, Edward stretched his hand into the barrel without hesitation, squeezed, squeezed, pinched, pressed quickly, his technique changed from jerky at the beginning to proficiency, time passed quickly, and Edward himself After processing, the hourglass just finished timing.

"Very well, you passed the test in your own way. Come to my office tomorrow night." After speaking, Snape left the confinement room with his cloak swung.

Edward smiled broadly.

"Holmes, what did you do to make the old bat punish you?"

"Be polite, Gryffindor, you never know what you're missing, and it's an honor to squeeze a slug."

Edward walked away.

Back to the lounge, it was full of Slytherins. It was a Slytherin tradition. After dinner, they would sit in the lounge, read books, chat and do their homework.

"Edward, here, I left you dinner. What did the dean say?"

The little snakes around listened carefully to their conversation.

"The dean asked me to go to his office tomorrow night."

"Congratulations, you know, the dean is the youngest master of potions."

"Congratulations to Edward, come on and study hard."

……

"I always feel that I passed the assessment too easily. I thought the dean would ignore me, or that I didn't have a solid grasp of the assessment."

Young Master Platinum held his head high, and said with great air, "You still don't understand? That's because you are a Slytherin."

Everyone around agreed with this statement, and the lounge was enjoyable.

~

Yuki Haru turned off the car and parked it, and knocked on the door of 221B with the freshly baked bread.

"Oh, Liz, you haven't been here for a long time." The landlady happily gave Yuki Haru a hug.Yuki Haru hugged her back and motioned to the landlady to look at the basket she was carrying, which exuded a tempting aroma.

"My God, Liz, you took so much."

The two went upstairs while talking, Sherlock was playing the violin by the window, and John Watson was typing on his laptop.

"Guys, look who's coming."

"Good day, Liz, you have brought bread. Sherlock, come quickly, Liz has brought toast." John enthusiastically invited Liz to sit down, and opened the basket. The bread was still hot, and the aroma was overflowing.

Sherlock is still playing the violin.Several people ignored him, the landlady brought coffee, and everyone tasted the bread brought by Yuki Haru.

"Oh, there are pieces of fruit in it, Liz, you're getting better at it."

"That's when she changed the cook. Liz's skills can only poison fat people to death, and she herself dare not let the children try it." Sherlock put down the violin and sat between them, ignoring the bread John handed him, Looking at Yuki Haru, he said, "When I saw you, I knew that Fatty is doing well recently. I already smell the smell of love."

"Sherlock, Liz is your brother's wife." John routinely saved Sherlock's popularity, but suddenly realized, "Love, Liz, who are you with?"

"Of course they are fat people. However, their love is similar to a game. Anyway, they have lived together for more than ten years. Occasionally falling in love can keep the freshness of their marriage."

John is not talking, so far, he has not yet entered into marriage.

"Honey, are you here in place of Sherlock's brother? The young man hasn't been here for a few days."

【No, I came by myself. Christmas is coming soon. We plan to visit Mom and Dad the day after Edward comes back. Sherlock, do you want to go together? 】

The landlady looked at Sherlock with John.

"No, Liz, I have some things to attend to."

Yuki Haru was not too disappointed, Sherlock seldom came home, the old Holmes and his wife were used to it.

[Then you want me to help you bring the gift back? 】

Sherlock took a few glances at Haru Yuki, picked up two cushions and handed them to her, "One for each."

Yuki Haru bets that he absolutely forgot about the gift. [Sherlock, maybe I can bring back a letter from you, Mommy would rather you call her or something. 】

Suddenly, Sherlock's mobile phone text message sounded, but the sound was too rude, 【What is this? 】

The landlady lowered her head in embarrassment, and John was also particularly embarrassed.

"Ringtone." Only Sherlock remained calm.

[Sherlock, I want to ask you a question, Mommy will definitely ask me, do you have a girlfriend? 】

John suppressed a smile.

"Liz, you should go back. Victoria is about to leave school, and the fat man will still send you flowers today. The carpet in your house should be changed."

[There is a driver to pick up Victoria, Mike will come back at night, and the housekeeper has to worry about changing the carpet, Sherlock, tell me, do you have a girlfriend? 】

Sherlock clearly refused to answer.

【John, does he have a girlfriend? 】

Another text message alert.

"No, he hasn't."

[Okay, I have to say, Sherlock, quickly change your text message ringtone. 】

Yuki Haru stood up, said goodbye to the landlady, and drove home.

"Sherlock, I think you should go home with Mycroft and the others to see Mom and Dad."

"Oh, go home and listen to Mommy's endless nagging, John, I still have things to do."

Good roommate John nodded.

~

Victoria secretly hid in the room to make Christmas gifts, and Yuki Haru didn't let the house elves watch. The little chubby girl is growing up slowly, and it's time to give her some space of her own.

"Mother, did Edward not reply?"

[Yes, let's see. 】

After reading the letter, the little chubby girl shouted happily, "Great, Edward agrees with me, and he will be back the day after tomorrow."

A person ran away sprinting.Yuki Haru felt very baffled.Just in time, Cheno brought over the clothes for the trip, and Yuki Haru looked at them one by one, and asked Kiki to bake the quilt for Edward. She wanted to go to the shop where he ordered shoes for Edward last time. Ordering shoes for the spring of the coming year... I'm so busy, I can't explore Victoria's mind that breaks through the sky.

The author has something to say:

Thank you, little angels, I just read the message, and it comforted me, in fact, I was also comforted by everyone.

My mood at the time was: I thought I could get 80 points in the test, but when I handed out the paper, I found that I only got 20 points in the test. The unbelievable feeling can be described in five hundred words.

When I first wrote this article, I just suddenly felt that this combination is very cute. After writing more than [-] words, I couldn’t bear to cheat myself. So, little angels, don’t worry, I’ll use my mobile phone to edit a paragraph and save it when I’m not busy. , it can be guaranteed to be updated once a day, and it can be updated three times and four times when it is not busy, depending on the situation.

There is only one update today, I don't have the habit of saving manuscripts, and I am very sleepy today, so don't wait, little angels, go to bed early, and update tomorrow morning.