[Comprehensive] The Wizard and the Fugitive

The move back to 220 Baker Street was on a cloudy and overcast day, and William specially chose a good day so that the vampire could have free hands and feet to carry his luggage.

Deni's presence is good at this time, from the hotel to Baker Street, with his free labor, William only needs to sit in the back row, chatting with Draco about the upcoming Quidditch World Cup, and those active The star of the national team.

"In the fourth grade, I sat at the same table with Krum and had dinner." Draco said excitedly, "He is the best Seeker I have ever seen! It's a pity that his eyesight is not very good , actually fell in love with Hermione Granger."

William flipped through the Daily Prophet and quickly found the name Krum: "He still represents Bulgaria this time."

Draco sighed longingly: "I really want to see it."

William's hand flipping through the newspaper paused slightly: "We can go, this year's game is not in the UK."

But in Norway!Draco glanced at him, but William just smiled: "I'm still a legal citizen of Norway, just watching a game, it's okay."

The car stopped at the door of 220, Deni got out of the car consciously to carry luggage, Draco and William went straight in with empty hands.

From the outside, 220 still looks the same as other houses on Baker Street, but inside it has changed a lot.William seems to have intentionally copied Schiller's large area of ​​cool tones, but because he inadvertently brought in Malfoy's bright and breezy Rococo style, although the overall tone of the house is cooler, it does not show the Schiller Manor. The inhuman seriousness is delicate and graceful, more like a warm home.

Draco noticed this keenly, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously. He looked around the living room, cloakroom, and study, and finally went to his own room, pushed open the door, and before he walked in, the familiar style made him He froze.

This is the most gorgeous room in the entire 220, with slender and complex platinum crochet flowers covering all dark green and light green fabrics.The twists and turns of the shell-shaped curves roll grass and flowers, lingering and coiling on the light-colored walls.The ceiling and the wall are connected by a curved surface, and the corners are painted with extremely detailed strokes of the stories of Salazar Slytherin and Malfoy's ancestors.

William said behind him: "I haven't been to Malfoy Manor, I just heard some gossip about it from other people's brats... Maybe it doesn't make sense." He said casually, with his body half leaning against the wall, Showing a kind of deliberate relaxation, the pair of always calm amber eyes stared at Draco's figure frozen at the door, a little erratic, almost tense.

Draco hadn't noticed William's gaffe, he let go of the doorknob, walked slowly into the room, the soft wool carpet absorbed the sound of footsteps, he habitually raised his head, facing the constellation of Draco above his head starry sky.According to William's habit, magic shouldn't appear grandly in Muggle apartments, but there are bright main stars and swirling cat's-eye nebulae in this starry sky. The people who made it obviously completely ignored the principles they set.

"How?" William finally couldn't help asking under the boy's long silence.

Draco looked at everything here, as if looking at Malfoy Manor through them, seeing the irreducible rose garden and Quidditch pitch here.However, the sour emotion in his heart rushed to his lips, and it became a whisper that was too simple to be simple.

"I like it very much." The boy lowered his head and stroked the blue hydrangea placed on the windowsill, and replied softly.

Just four words were enough to save William from his nervousness and make him an elegant and dignified Lord Earl again.

Denis folded his arms and stood at the door of the living room, watching them boredly. "Apprentice!" He muttered in a low voice, consciously staying away from the two of them, and walked towards the attic that was said to be specially prepared for him.

There is a lot of space in the attic, the floor is wooden, and there is a big skylight, so it should be good to clean it out.Deni turned around and didn't see the bed, but there was a huge high-end coffin.

He remembered William's meaningful words "specially prepared for you" before leaving the house this morning, and finally had an epiphany.

"Damn apprentice!" He sighed, and fell into the coffin, lying down like a dead body.

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On the night of moving back to Baker Street, William invited the neighbors of 221b to be guests in accordance with the Muggle custom.When the downstairs doorbell rang, it was very close to the appointed time. Draco consciously went down to open the door, but it wasn't the neighbors outside.

The courier stood at the door, looked down at the list and asked, "Is this William Schiller's house?"

Draco angrily pointed to the new house plate that had just been replaced, which clearly stated William Schiller and Draco Malfoy.

The other party didn't hear the denial, and handed a large envelope and a pen to Draco without looking at the door plate: "Mr. Schiller's express delivery, please sign for it."

Draco took it, glanced at it casually, and signed his name.

"There is still a phone number." Seeing that the name he signed was not William Schiller, the courier reminded.

"I don't have a phone." Draco replied confidently.

The courier immediately interpreted his words as unable to remember his own number, or thought it was troublesome, and suggested: "Actually, you can directly write Mr. Schiller's name."

Draco was too lazy to explain to a Muggle that a wizard's name had magical powers. After signing, he handed the pen to the courier, and the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

The other party sighed, looking helpless: "Okay, then you have to leave a call."

Draco was more impatient than he was: "I told you, no."

The courier showed a hellish expression, and the suspicion in his eyes was about to materialize. This kind of gaze annoyed Draco and made his attitude even worse: "Muggles, why do I have to have a phone!"

During the stalemate, the door of 221b next door just opened, and Sherlock was the first to come out, looking at them suspiciously, imitating the strange words in Draco's mouth: "Muggle?"

Mrs. Hudson walked around behind him, took the pen in Draco's hand, wrote her name and phone number on the receipt, and smiled kindly at the courier: "It's all right now."

The courier heaved a sigh of relief, thanked him very sincerely, and left quickly, as if he would have new troubles if he stayed for a second longer, that gesture made Draco snort again.

Watson was the last to appear.He locked the door, looked up and saw Draco, his eyes fell on his arm with a thin layer of muscle: "Draco, it has become a lot stronger during this time."

Sherlock nodded in agreement: "William obviously put some effort into him." His gaze swept over Draco's hand, and as expected, there was no callus on the tiger's mouth, which made him have a new question: "What is he doing?" What to teach you?"

"Come in, William is waiting for you." Draco ignored the detective's question and beckoned the three of them to enter.The courier sent by the unknown person was thrown on the table casually, and no one cared to be curious about it.

221b The three of them greeted each other with William, and they did not ignore Denis. It was obvious that Watson had a good impression of him, and Mrs. Hudson was even quite familiar with him.But when he saw Sherlock, Deni showed a very guilty conscience, and hurriedly took Mrs. Hudson to visit the new decoration of 220, as if he was afraid of staying with him.

Draco watched suspiciously, thinking about what trouble Deni had caused, Sherlock leaned into his ear and whispered, "Vampire!"

"What?" Draco opened his eyes wide, and suddenly restrained the shock on his face.

Sherlock shrugged: "There are too many flaws in him, so it's easy to guess, but this answer once made me very skeptical. There are really vampires in the world?... I still lacked one piece of evidence, but now I have it." He He picked up an empty wine jug on the table, put it under his nose and sniffed it vigorously.The smell of blood made him smile in satisfaction, and shook the flagon at Draco, showing off his "trophy".

Draco watched in a daze as he took out a medical cotton swab from his pocket, wiped the spout little by little, then lay down on the sofa, carefully found a few red hairs... and golden hairs, and put them into the evidence bag Put it next to your body.

The detective walked up to Draco and said in a brisk tone: "Denny is a vampire, what are you and William?" Compared with doubts, this sentence is like showing off.

Draco continued to be confused: "What?"

"Where did the evidence that disappeared on that white paper go? How did you get out during the fire?" Sherlock didn't expect an answer, and continued: "I've been looking for scientific explanations, but what if they weren't scientific in the first place. "

Draco twitched the corner of his mouth stiffly: "I don't know what you're talking about." He frowned and stared at Sherlock, wondering if after Moriarty, this guy also needed a memory spell to change his mind.

But William interrupted his thoughts. "Where did this come from?" He picked up the courier that was casually thrown on the table, looked back and forth but couldn't find the signature, so he asked Draco.

Draco shook his head.William checked it again, went to the window and opened the package.

There were two things inside. William first took out the photo and glanced at it. It was a recent photo of the Queen, which should have been taken by a reporter during an event.The other thing was a blank piece of paper. William glanced at the detective who was eager to provoke Ma Draco so that he could get answers from him, turned slightly sideways, and pulled out some of the blank paper.

There are two lines written in standard print on it, completely imitating Thanatos' farewell ceremony——

"Moriarty bids you farewell

Sincerely, Thanatos".

William raised his eyebrows and picked up the photo again, only to realize that the photo was a composite. The bust of the Queen was indeed taken recently, but the background was the end of the National Day Parade.There are still two weeks before National Day. The scene in the photo should still be an unfinished construction site, and it is impossible for the Queen to appear there.

two weeks later.By line end point.Queen.That's the deal Moriarty was going to make.For Sherlock, he is really generous.