[Comprehensive] The Wizard and the Fugitive

When William arrived in London, it happened to be raining.The real estate agent who came to pick him up took him out of the airport quickly and got into a taxi.

"220 Baker Street," he said to the driver.

The dark clouds made the whole of London gray, and the rain hit the car windows, making it difficult to see the scenery outside. "It's like this in England, you'll get used to it in the future." The real estate agent smiled at William.He was in a good mood today, especially when he looked at William. The young man had no business for a few days before he came to the door.

When they arrived at the destination, the rain became heavier again, and the businessman rushed to open the door first, and then called William to get out of the car.

"The previous owner spent a lot of money on renovations here, and everything is ready-made. The things may not be complete, but there are not many things missing, so you can live in directly..."

William walked up the stairs unhurriedly, and the businessman introduced him after him.Overall, the house is good, but the furniture is a bit old and can be replaced slowly in the future.He walked to the window and opened the curtains. Outside was the panoramic view of Baker Street without any shelter.

He smiled: "Let's sign the contract."

Things were already ready, and the businessman immediately opened the briefcase and took out the contract and pen.Wilhelm roughly glanced at it, then signed his name, Wilhelm Ludwig Wolfgang von Schiller.

This is definitely the most special name the businessman has seen so far, and under normal circumstances, people with such a name are more accustomed to buying a manor or castle.The businessman endured and endured, and asked curiously, "Why do you want to live here?"

His client smiled: "There used to be a celebrity here."

celebrity?The bewildered real estate agent was silent for a moment, deciding to forget about the question.The business has been done, and what the customer thinks has nothing to do with him.

The businessman left quickly, and William stood by the window looking at other buildings on the left and right of the house, drawing a map in his mind.If he doesn't go through the main entrance, he still has three ways to get in and out of here without anyone noticing.Of course, that doesn't count the wizard's way.

He opened the suitcase, used a Restoration Charm to bring the contents back to normal size, and put them in place one by one.Clothes were hung in the closet, bows and arrows and long knives were hung on the wall.He made a "safe" with a space spell in his bedroom, and put his illegal firearms in it.Then I hid a few steel needles under the pillow, put a gun in the bedside table, and put two very sharp daggers in the living room and kitchen.In one afternoon, like a Muggle who doesn't know magic, he slowly packed all his luggage, tidied up his room, and bought a new refrigerator and a full set of kitchen supplies before the mall closed.

Returning from his walk after dinner out, he spread out a piece of parchment and began writing to his brother.He has arrived in London, and everything is going well... He thought about it, and wrote the sentence that his brother most wanted to see, "I will not return to China in the near future".

That night, William slept very comfortably due to the fatigue caused by the busy work, and finally woke up until the sun hit his eyes the next day.

The pace after getting up is still the same, wash, breakfast, newspaper, work... When the doorbell rang downstairs, he had just repaired a magic music box.

"Wait a minute!" He shouted loudly, and quickly packed the music box and hung it on the owl, and a small note was stuffed in the package - the repair fee is 5 Galleons.

The owl flew away from the dedicated passage, and William watched it leave Baker Street, then quickly changed the nightgown on his body, tied the golden curly hair on his shoulders, and walked down the stairs in a few steps, when he opened the door By the time he arrived, he had already put on an elegant and decent smile, "Hello, ma'am." He tried his best to appear gentle and easy to get along with, "I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long."

The person who knocked on the door was a short woman who looked quite old, with a kind of kindness unique to older women on her face. "It doesn't matter, I came here without telling you in advance." The lady said with a smile: "I live next door. I saw Jack brought you here yesterday. It seems that we will be neighbors in the future."

"I see, you are Mrs. Hudson, right? Jack and I mentioned you." William said, while quickly glanced at the baked biscuits that the lady was carrying, turned sideways, and made a please Gesture, "Come in, tell me about this street, I don't know anything about it."

Mrs. Hudson is a good person, and this good person has many meanings.First: She is absolutely warm-hearted when she treats the people she likes. For example, now, she gave William a detailed introduction to everything he needs to know about living here, such as laundry shops, restaurants, post offices, police stations, community hospitals, blah blah blah. Kerr is the sweetest waiter, old Nick can assemble anything, and Dr. Thomas is the best blah blah blah.Second: She is not a person who "makes a fuss". The cold weapons hanging in the living room that look more than just decorations don't scare her at all.Third: She baked cookies that tasted good.

With his handsome appearance and gentle attitude, William has completely won Mrs. Hudson's favor, even friendship.By the time the lady left with the empty plate, she was already kissing William on the cheek.

"I didn't expect that at my age, I would still have the opportunity to kiss a handsome young man." Mrs. Hudson said jokingly.She returned to 221b in a happy mood, and almost collided with Sherlock who was about to go out.John Watson helped her keep the plate from falling.

"Oh! Sherlock, you are always in such a hurry!" Mrs. Hudson complained dissatisfiedly after she had just experienced the aristocratic gentleman's demeanor.

However, the young man who almost got into trouble didn't care about the complaints that came several times a day. He scanned Mrs. Hudson from top to bottom, and twitched the corner of his mouth very quickly: "Our new neighbor must be a A clean freak. He has an extraordinary background, an arrogant personality, and is very rich. Ah! It’s hard to imagine that such a guy would like to cook by himself..." He glanced at the door of No. 220 next to him, and added: "Be careful personal safety issues."

Mrs. Hudson opened her mouth wide and couldn't make any sound at all. You must know that there are some things that she, who went to 220, didn't find out!Watson pursed his lips. Although it was impolite to stand at the door talking about the new neighbors, out of curiosity, he still asked Sherlock the question he needed: "How did you find out?"

Sherlock raised his chin slightly, with a child's triumphant expression on his successful prank: "Even if a house that has been vacant for several months is looked after from time to time, it will inevitably accumulate dust. He just moved in yesterday, but you can tell by looking at Mrs. Hudson's clothes , Today's 220 is as clean as new, and you can't be so meticulous if you don't have a cleanliness. Mrs. Hudson must have brought a lot of baked cookies when she visited her new neighbors. This "many" means that it is absolutely impossible to eat them all at once. , he didn’t leave a plate behind, obviously the cutlery has been prepared. You can tell from Mrs. Hudson’s cuff, he still has a set of coffee cups…” Sherlock bent down suddenly, and sniffed hard against Mrs. Hudson’s sleeve Wen: "This is not affordable for ordinary people. There are also these fluffs, which should be on the sofa cushions. They are also of good quality. This guy is very rich." He straightened up and said: "A guy with a clean freak To find time to clean up the house and go buy kitchenware, which he will need soon. This guy has a lot of money and status, and now he wants to go into the kitchen because he likes it."

Watson nodded, and asked again: "You haven't said why he has an extraordinary background."

Sherlock raised his chin: "Look at Mrs. Hudson, she just came out of 220, and she hasn't recovered from that old-fashioned gentleman's demeanor. Judging from her expression, I also know this The neighbor must be a young man, too young for her to concede."

"Sherlock!" Mrs. Hudson glared at him angrily, but Sherlock ignored it, and continued: "The education he received is completely different from ordinary people. I must say, his family must be very old and conservative."

Watson thought for a while: "About tableware, maybe he just doesn't like takeaway boxes, isn't he a clean freak?"

Sherlock glanced at him approvingly: "That's a good guess, but it doesn't apply here in our new neighbours, he's an arrogant guy with status, and I bet you can't find one in half London that fits his requirements." takeout."

Mrs. Hudson had nothing to say at all, but there was one thing she could not agree with. "William is a gentle and polite gentleman. He is not arrogant at all."

"Haha!" Sherlock laughed exaggeratedly. He took a step forward and rubbed his hands excitedly, "This is his arrogance! In his eyes. I guarantee that his gentleness is just a habitual disguise. He treats everyone like this. He maintains the old gentleman's demeanor, and everything he uses represents status and wealth. He regards his aristocratic status as It's very important that even if he lived here, he wouldn't think he had anything in common with the common people on this street. This guy is very interesting!" He turned sharply, grabbed Mrs. Hudson by the shoulder and quickly asked: "He must have a lot of antiques right? I mean cold weapons, old nobles like to hang these on the wall. Do you see any signs? The shape of a shield, or something, with a lion on it , or wolves, or rams, do you have them? There must be! He must have two coats of arms! One of his family, he may put it in a prominent place, and one of his personal, it should be just a seal, or engraved on personal items."

Mrs. Hudson didn't answer, in fact she was startled by Sherlock's sudden movement.Just as Watson was about to remind him, Sherlock suddenly took a step back and turned around excitedly: "This is so interesting! This is the first time I have met a real old-fashioned aristocrat! John, tonight we... …No, we're going to hand in the greeting card first, and then we're going to visit our new neighbors!"

Watson hesitated for a moment, and finally acquiesced to Sherlock's decision.He is also a little curious about the old-fashioned nobles.