[Comprehensive] The Wizard and the Fugitive

Facing the double attack from Draco and Watson, Blaise turned to William for help in desperation, hoping that he would save him.

Unfortunately, even leaving aside his and Pansy's prank plan, and only focusing on the reason that Draco was the one who pressed him, it was enough for William to be a pure bystander and not do anything to disturb Draco's play.

"It's useless for you to look at anyone now." Draco immediately took a step forward after discovering Blaise's small movements, blocking his view of William, and looked at his guilty look thoughtfully: "I found that you seem to be I also want to hide it, what is it that even I can't tell?"

"It's just a joke..." Blaise said dryly, looking left and right, exaggeratedly looking for Pansy.His poor performance didn't make Draco let him go.They were all watching when Pansy ran out the door, there was no doubt at all, and all the performances of Blaise at this time could only prove his guilty conscience once again.

Draco patted him on the shoulder, slowly pulled out his wand, and gave an ultimatum under Blaise's unbelievable stare: "Choose one, do you say it yourself, or do you need me to help you?"

"You're going to use magic on me!?" Blaise looked shocked, staring at Draco in disbelief, as if he had been extremely betrayed.

However, Draco didn't care about his reaction at all, and the special solution nodded frankly, and said as a matter of course: "It's not my fault, it was you who concealed something first." He moved his wrist, and the wand was under Blaise's eyelids Shaking a circle, it pointed steadily at him again.

Today's Draco is no longer the empty-handed young master he used to be. Under the teaching of William without any secrets, even if his strength cannot reach the top level, it is definitely not something that Blaise, who has neglected training after graduation, can fight against.

"Be careful!" Blaise nervously moved two steps to the side, and Draco's wand also changed direction with him, still facing him directly.

"You won't come for real?" Brace broke down.

Draco raised the corners of his mouth: "I'll count to three, you can try to see if it's true. One, two..." As he counted, the tip of his wand had already been raised, and he made the movement before casting a spell, which looked absolutely unreal. Just to scare people.

William stood by and smiled at them, as if Draco and Blaise were just playing an ordinary game.Watson couldn't speak for Blaise even more, he was still waiting for Draco to press for an answer.

Brace, alone and helpless, had no choice but to yell, "I say! Sherlock's drinking the Potion of Eros!" before Draco could wave his wand.

What he blurted out was not any kind of mischief potion, and it was completely beyond the scope of Draco's expectations. The young master, who was still excited to extract a confession, was stunned immediately, and the hand holding the wand unconsciously slowly put down.

He habitually looked at William when he was confused, but found that the other party accepted the answer after a moment of surprise. Only Watson was still ignorant, not knowing what the Eros potion was.

"This kind of medicine doesn't sound like a good thing." Watson said, he didn't know what kind of medicine he thought of in the Muggle world, and said with a look of disgust: "What is its function? It makes people confess and embarrass themselves everywhere?"

Seeing Watson's distasteful expression, Blaise's nervousness all morning weakened a lot.He pressed his fist to his lips, silently held back the laughter that had reached his throat, tried his best to keep his face straight, and explained dryly: "You can't say that, the God of Love Potion is not for people to confess casually."

Watson sneered and shook his head: "So you're targeting me specifically?"

Blaise looked at him inquisitively, then at Sherlock who was still holding Watson's hand, waiting for him to take a look at him.The famous detective who used to be the most troublesome is now as obedient as a domesticated golden retriever. All his attention is on the doctor, and he can't hear the people around him talking about him.There was a bit of erraticity caused by potion in those usually wise eyes, but his love for Watson was so full that it was about to overflow.

"This kind of potion is indeed targeted." Blaise explained, his eyes swept back and forth between the two people, his expression became more and more meaningful: "The wizard who drinks it will not just find someone and start showing love. That kind of thing only happens to people he likes, and usually not so strongly."

Draco laughed, and interjected: "Obviously, the person you were planning to plot is not something that can be brought down by a normal dose of medicine, is it?"

Blaise showed an indescribable expression.He just knew not to ask Draco about it!Malfoy's social skills are as good as theirs in holding revenge, and Merlin knew whether Master Malfoy had already started thinking about how to "revenge" now, although this time the prank plan never came true.

"How much of that... Eros potion have you given him?" Watson asked with a frown.

Blaise coughed in embarrassment, and whispered, "It's okay, it's three times more than ordinary wizards."

"Three times?" Watson's eyes widened in shock, "Oh my god! He's not a wizard!"

"I can see that." Blaise rolled his eyes, disapproving of Watson's frightened appearance, and didn't want to bother explaining to a Muggle how safe the Eros potion was.

If William hadn't been looking at him, he might have been a little more impatient, showing his mockery of ignorant Muggles.

He glanced at Watson again, and suddenly said, "You want to ask how much potion Sherlock drank right now?"

Watson froze for a moment, and looked at Blaise blankly, not understanding what he wanted to express.Draco couldn't help the smile at the corner of his mouth, and put his arm on Watson's shoulder under Sherlock's cannibalistic gaze: "He probably wanted to ask, about Sherlock's confession, do you have anything to say?"

"Oh——" Watson suddenly got stuck, looked at the detective beside him with bright eyes looking at him in embarrassment, and whispered: "I have a girlfriend..."

"Liar!" Sherlock immediately retorted loudly: "I noticed that you broke up last week!"

Watson was shocked by the exaggerated version of his face, then fell silent, and looked at Sherlock face to face in embarrassment.

He would never have imagined that the first regret after breaking up came so quickly, it was less than a month ago!

Until this time, Watson still didn't realize that he was looking for an excuse not to face the problem directly in all kinds of corners and corners, just to escape the central incident of Sherlock's sincere confession to him.He probably didn't realize that this avoidance itself already explained some problems that he didn't realize