[Comprehensive] The Wizard and the Fugitive

The disappearance of Watson made Sherlock restless all day long. Seeing that he was barely a friend, Draco left all the affairs of the wizarding world to Blaise and the others, and he and William helped find Moriarty to the end. where to hide.

In the absence of any clues, looking for someone all over London is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.Several people searched for several days without finding anything, and finally it was Moriarty himself who sent the news.

"London Blood Feast?"

On the table of 221b is a gold-plated invitation card, which is the invitation letter of the vampire banquet brought by Deni.This kind of banquet is held in London every year. Several highest-ranking vampires in the UK take turns to host it. All the people who are famous among vampires are invited. If you don't have any status, you don't even think about stepping into the threshold.

But this banquet is a bit different from the past. The host's name is unfamiliar to vampires, but Sherlock is very familiar with it.

Jim Moriarty.If he is qualified to host such a banquet, has he really died once?

Sherlock frowned and thought, Denis had already handed another invitation to William: "This is yours."

Facing the gathering of the most top gangsters in the vampire world, William just raised his eyebrows and glanced at it, without any intention of taking over, and said lightly, "I'm a wizard."

Everyone or magical creatures know that although he was born as a mixed blood, he has always been on the side of the wizard. Even with his own vampire father, he has a shallow friendship and rarely sees each other.

He only attended the party in the vampire world once, and it was a small gathering within the Michaelson family many years ago. It was never possible to invite him to a banquet like the London Blood Feast.

Denis shrugged, suppressing the improbable excitement that he was about to break: "Moriarty must have some plans for holding a banquet at this time, we have to go and see, maybe John is there."

William nodded, but still firmly pushed away the invitation: "I will go together as your friend, and the invitation is unnecessary."

"What's wrong with vampires?" Denis said indignantly.

"It's nothing wrong." William replied perfunctorily, and stood up: "Okay, see you at the banquet." He turned to Sherlock as he spoke, and just as he was about to speak, the detective hastily demanded: "I'll go too!"

William has seen Sherlock's anxiety these days, but it doesn't mean that he will let Sherlock himself put himself in danger.A human appearing at a vampire's banquet is like a rabbit caught in a pack of wolves, and it takes a moment to die.

"If John is really there, I'll bring him back," William promised.

But Sherlock still insisted on his own opinion, and would never let go of the opponent who finally appeared: "I must go. Moriarty's target is me."

He looked straight into William's eyes, and his persistent expression showed that it was impossible to be persuaded.In the end, William could only compromise and agree.

"Don't act alone when the time comes, you know?"

Sherlock smiled: "I'm going to save John, not to die."

William sighed: "I hope you remember what you said."

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On the night of the banquet, Sherlock got ready early and ran to the next door to wait for departure.

William was wearing a simple black dress and his blond hair was tied loosely behind his head. He was crouching on the sofa, staring at the bedroom door in a daze.

"Where's Draco?" Sherlock asked.

William raised his chin slightly in the direction of the bedroom, indicating that he was not ready yet.Slytherins are already picky about their appearance, and every strand of hair must be perfect to attend any banquet.Sherlock was anxious, but he also knew that it was not wise to urge Draco in front of William, so he could only sit down patiently and wait together.

He stared at the wall clock on the wall, watching the minute hand slowly move half a circle, Draco finally opened the door and walked out brightly.

"Okay, let's go now!" Sherlock jumped up and ran to the door impatiently, not noticing that William's eyes were getting darker as Draco approached.

No one followed, Sherlock turned around and saw that he was the only one who still remembered the banquet, and William was pulling Draco to bow his head and kiss him.The two whispered to each other, not knowing what to say now.

"We're going to be late!" Sherlock reminded loudly.

Draco smiled nonchalantly: "It's okay, those vampires won't mind." As he said this, he still took William out together, and stopped stimulating Sherlock's patience.

Deni was already waiting for them at the entrance of the venue, and the flamboyant red open-top Ferrari parked under the street lights, seducing the attention of the young girls.

A black Bentley drove slowly past him, Denis sighed regretfully, said goodbye to the girls surrounding him, got off the car and walked towards the venue.

He took out the invitation card, handed it to the waiter at the door with a haughty face, and said before the other party asked any questions: "Let me introduce, this is William Schiller, you must know him. This is Mr. Schiller's fiancé, also a dark wizard The head of the Malfoy family, Mr. Draco Malfoy. As for this one, Sherlock Holmes, I guess your boss must have specifically told him to go in." Denis raised the corners of his mouth and smiled perfunctorily: " I hope you don't think I'm bringing too many people."

"Oh..." The originally indifferent waiter froze for a moment, then quickly changed into a smiling face: "Of course not, our boss must be very happy that everyone can come."

The banquet had already begun, and the hall dominated by gold and red was toasting. William's keen sense of smell quickly noticed that the red wine glasses were full of blood.

"I don't like the decoration here." Draco glanced around, frowning in distaste, not understanding how Moriarty's aesthetics fit so well with Gryffindor.The whole room was golden and red, more like a Gryffindor party than a vampire feast.

"Mr. Schiller?" A female voice came, and Draco turned around, only to see a female vampire with a revealing skirt appear behind them at some point.

"Good evening, beautiful lady." William smiled politely, and kissed lightly on the back of the other's outstretched hand.

"It's a pity that you didn't remember my name." The vampire giggled and said sorry, but his eyes didn't stay on William, but looked at Draco with interest: "This is, a wizard ?”

"Draco Malfoy, nice to meet you." Draco said proactively, as if he didn't see the other person looking at the food in his eyes.

Wizards and vampires have their own strengths. He was so calm, but the other party became vigilant and stopped staring at him bluntly.

"Hathaway, you just noticed them, why don't you look at me!" Denis suddenly came over, interposed among several people, and said loudly as if he didn't notice the strange atmosphere here.

The female vampire rolled her eyes: "What do you want to see?"

"Oh? Remember when we were..."

"Shut up!" Hathaway suddenly covered Denis' mouth, and gave him a warning look.Deni raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and Chick Peck Mi nodded, motioning for her to let go of her hands.

Many vampires around had already noticed William's arrival. Looking this way, Hathaway finally let go of Deni for the sake of her own image.

"You'd better be careful." She took another look at Sherlock who was following at the end, looking around all the time, and reminded kindly.

"We will pay attention." Deni rubbed his chin, and asked casually: "By the way, do you know what happened to the organizer of this banquet? I have never heard of that name."

"Who knows." Hathaway shrugged: "He's upstairs, I heard he's waiting for some old friend."

Sherlock, who had never had any sense of presence, suddenly raised his head. By the guardrail on the second floor, Moriarty was standing there looking down on him from a distance, with a characteristic mischievous smile on his lips.