[Comprehensive] The Wizard and the Fugitive

According to Moriarty's plan, Kingsley temporarily put aside his obsession with Slytherin, and seemed to have returned to the original Minister of Magic who led everyone through the post-war depression.Only he knew that, in fact, he was silently beginning research on memory magic, looking for a way to evade William and completely break Draco's brain in a way that was silent enough.

Three days had passed, and Moriarty hadn't been seen in Godric's Hollow. The three of Hermione didn't realize that a criminal master had influenced Kingsley, so they believed that he had sent him away. In the magic world, it never occurred to me that the upright Mr. Minister in the past has learned to deceive people.

Not only that, Kingsley also planned to give them a surprise, and tell them the ins and outs of the whole plan after he personally settled Malfoy. I believe that even Hermione would not insist on opposing his arrangement at that time.

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The studio at 220 Baker Street is still boiling strangely colored potions. When you open the door, you can smell a strange smell that tests people's sense of smell. There is a strong acid in the bitterness, and there is some mildew that has been left for a long time. smell.The smell kept arousing Draco's curiosity, making him more and more concerned about who and why had to drink this kind of thing.

It can't be Marcus, can it?He did have a dark wound when he played Quidditch before.

He asked again and again, but William couldn't stand the boy's curious blue-gray eyes wide open, so he could only use Sherlock to divert his attention.

The promise to go to the wizarding world of England was quickly fulfilled, and Draco acted as a tour guide for the first time, taking the detective to Diagon Alley.

Draco easily accepted this not-so-easy-sounding task. Malfoy's first public appearance after his return would be to be in the same frame as a Muggle. stereotyped image.

William and Draco had their own plans, and they both wanted to use Sherlock to achieve their own little ideas. Sherlock also used the opportunity of a trip to the magic world to solve their troubles very tacitly, and reached a temporary agreement with Watson, who was dominated by curiosity. reconciliation.

"I now suspect that the reason for his anger is that he missed the Quidditch World Cup." Before departure, Sherlock whispered to William, and the way he relaxed and complained about his roommate did not show that he was also careful and looking forward to it a few days ago. Watson's pardon.

William raised his eyebrows: "You really think so?"

Sherlock laughed, and immediately restrained his expression, and became serious: "Of course not! I know John cares about me, and he treats me as his best friend, so he will be angry because of being concealed. This matter is my fault."

William didn't speak, and silently watched Watson who just came over, staring at Sherlock's back in surprise.The poor doctor obviously didn't think that Sherlock could tell who was behind him just by the faint sound of footsteps, and he made a secret gesture to William, stepped back secretly, and quickly slipped away, pretending that he didn't know who was behind him at all. came.

The familiar footsteps were far away, Sherlock breathed a sigh of relief, and returned to his indifferent look.

William smiled: "Let's go now?"

Sherlock stood up immediately: "Of course, I can't wait."

The four of them drove out, passing through the crowded streets of London on a weekday afternoon, and stopped in front of the Leaky Cauldron.

"What kind of place is this?" Sherlock glanced back and forth at the same Muggle shops around him, completely unable to see that there was an old pub that was so dilapidated and abnormal that he was directly opposite.

William looked at the busy streets to the left and right, and the silent ignoring spell instantly surrounded the four of them. A weak electric current crawled from between his fingers to all directions, silently blurring the screens of several cameras around him for two seconds, just covering up the moment when the spell was cast. abnormal.

He pulled out his wand and waved it lightly between the two shops, and finally the long-established magic sign tremblingly appeared in front of Sherlock and Watson: "Come on, this is the entrance to Diagon Alley."

The bar still maintains its post-war mess and depression, as if time has stood still here, and a year has not passed at all.Draco's arrival made the few guests here look up vigilantly, and were shocked by the combination in front of them without any surprise.

Malfoy and Muggles?

Even if the result of the retrial is eye-popping, this scene is too exaggerated!

"Why are these people staring at us?" Watson asked uncomfortably.

"They're staring at Draco Freeman Malfoy." Sherlock replied, without restraining his curious gaze at all, and was completely unaffected.

Draco raised his eyebrows and glanced over, everyone looked away in unison, as if they were afraid of being noticed by him.Obviously, although the Ministry of Magic's ruling was shaky, it was not enough for wizards to completely change their views on Malfoy.

This situation had been expected, Draco pretended not to hear the whispers around him, walked through the bar with his head held high, and entered Diagon Alley.

Sherlock followed closely behind him, the second one stepped on the stone road in Diagon Alley, looked up at the crooked buildings on both sides, every detail violated the principles of mechanics: "This is the British wizarding world?"

Draco nodded, "What do you think?"

Sherlock looked around, but didn't ask about the magic everywhere, but commented: "It looks a bit old."

Draco smiled: "That's a problem, but Denis will take care of it."

"Deni?" Watson looked confused because he couldn't keep up with the rhythm, and he didn't understand what role Deni had in the diagonal line.

"Don't think about it." Draco took William's hand and walked forward: "Today is just to show you around Diagon Alley."

As he spoke, he stretched out his arms, showing the empty street behind him, and the depression along the way looked far away, and there was no improvement at all.

Even so, Sherlock didn't show any disappointment, instead he stared at Draco's back with interest, as if he had seen something that caught his interest.

"Long time no see, Mrs. Weasley." William smiled and bent slightly, saluted the gentleman Hermione who also appeared here, then looked at the vampire beside her, and asked as if he had never seen this person before: "No Do you know who this is?"

The name of an old acquaintance made Draco turn around quickly, and sure enough, he saw Hermione not far behind him, followed by the executive director of the Merlin Group, Denis Bartolomé.

"What a coincidence," Draco immediately changed to a bright but fake smile and faced Hermione: "I didn't expect to meet you here."

Hermione twitched the corners of her mouth, as if she didn't bother to play tricks with him, and introduced William's question to show off: "This is Mr. Bartolomé, the chairman of the Merlin Group. You live in London, so you should have heard of him."

Draco laughed and extended his right hand to Deni politely, but his words did not seem to welcome: "Good day, Mr. Bartolomé, I have heard about you, so I don't think we will be here meet."

It was the first time Draco called you, and Deni laughed amusedly: "It seems that you are wrong. I am about to invest in Diagon Alley, and this place will soon become my business kingdom. Is this enough reason?"