Ashes of Hogwarts

Deduct wages?nonexistent.

You old bee can fool those two brothers, but you can't fool me, Ash.

Dang bang~

Two gold Galleons were thrown on Dumbledore's desk, and Ash turned and left.

"Don't dislike it, this is pure gold!"

Before walking out of the room, Ash gave a special instruction.

This is a truly huge amount of money, and it is more than enough to order at least ten sets of armor.

Fawkes spread his wings and flew to Dumbledore's head, combing Dumbledore's meticulous hair with his sharp beak.

Dumbledore looked at Ash's back blankly.

However, that armor is really an antique.

……

The top of the Himalayas.

Dante was wrapped in his large blue robe by Virgil, with only his head exposed.

I have to say, the two brothers look really alike.

At least in what Holmes sees back in time, before Virgil gained weight, the two men looked exactly the same.

He stretched out his hands, and a circle of fine sparks began to burn in the void.

"Wow, is this a fire ring? To be honest, I don't mind doing some exciting performances, but your fire ring is too small, and Virgil can't go through anything except his head."

"Don't worry." The ring of fire gradually took shape in the void. Holmes put down his hand, with a faint smile on his lips: "Please, you two, welcome to 221b Baker Street."

The ring of fire slowly grew in size with Virgil's size, and finally swallowed Virgil in at the moment it stretched itself to the point of bursting.

Seeing this scene, Holmes slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Okay, okay, almost embarrassing.

He raised his hand slightly, and the fire ring came to him like an automatic induction.

Lift your feet and step forward.

In his ears, a deafening roar sounded.

"Sherlock, who allowed you to bring such a heavy thing into my house! Did I tell you to take care of this apartment as you would your own home?"

Holmes glanced at the two silent brothers in the room, and then at the landlady who was roaring outside the door.

"Don't be nervous, you two. Strictly speaking, Mrs. Hudson is a gentle person."

A smile broke out on his face.

Even a powerful wizard has to bow his head when it comes to practical issues.

"Sherlock, did you listen to me!"

The violent slamming on the door shook the entire small room.

Watson, who was cooking in the kitchen, stuck his head out.

Seeing the two guests in the living room, he seemed to understand the reason for Mrs. Hudson's temper.

She never liked these unscrupulous little gangsters in her home.

Especially those with white hair.

"Hello."

Watson greeted the brothers, took out his wand and pointed it at the door.

"Silence!"

A flash of purple magic flashed, and the room instantly became quiet.

"Thank you John, can you bring me a cup of black tea?" Holmes sat directly on the sofa next to the stove.

The blue mage robe and red cloak he wore turned into a smart suit as he crossed his legs.

It looks very professional.

"Strawberry sundae, and I'd like another pizza if that's okay. I haven't eaten in almost half a month."

Dante touched his hungry belly.

The aroma of food continued to reach his nose, which made his stomach growl louder.

"Coke, you'd better add more ice cubes."

Virgil didn't make any excessive demands.

Just drinking Coke, nothing too much.

"Three cups of black tea in total, John."

Holmes howled at the top of his lungs.

"Sorry you two, I only have black tea at home."

He smiled very friendly.

Virgil and Dante looked at each other and remained silent for a long time.

"So, this Mr. Wizard..."

"Detective, please call me Detective Holmes."

Holmes interrupted Dante.

In this room, he is not a wizard, but one who specializes in solving people's problems - referring to Sheriff Lestrade, who solves various difficult criminal cases - referring to Sherlock Holmes, the great detective who uses the ability to look back into the past to view the process of the case.

"Okay, Mr. Detective, what do you want to do by bringing us here? I believe you didn't just call us here just to treat us to a meal."

Dante's nose was filled with the aroma of food wafting from the kitchen.

If the man in front of him hadn't said that he could help his brothers establish a relationship with Losric, he would have rushed into the kitchen to eat and drink for free.

He drank the black tea served by Watson in one gulp.

The warm black tea flowed into his stomach, barely easing his hunger.

But the emptiness that followed instantly filled the entire body.

It seemed like his stomach was complaining.

"Don't get me wrong, I have no intention of inviting you two to stay at home for dinner."

Holmes took out an envelope from his arms and gently pushed it in front of the two of them.

What a joke, Watson cooks for two people every time. If it were you two brothers, would my family still be able to eat?

I'm afraid that all the inventory in the house may not be wiped out by Mr. Virgil.

"what!"

Dante jumped up from Virgil's stomach with a startled "Duang~".

He did not care at all now what Holmes handed him.

He only knew that he could still starve, but after being baptized by the aroma of the food, his endurance had reached the extreme.

Virgil, on the other hand, took the envelope calmly.

The envelope is heavy and I don't know what is inside.

Could it be money?

This Mr. Holmes asked his brothers to go to a restaurant out of kindness?

But it is always not good to open something specially packed in an envelope in front of others.

He held down Dante, who was about to rush to fight Holmes, and thanked him.

"You're welcome, then, bye."

A ring of fire flashed across the room, and the brothers fell in without any preparation.

At this time, Watson walked out of the kitchen carrying food for four people.

It’s been a long time since we had guests at home for dinner.

"Sherlock, where are they?"

Strangely, the living room was empty, with only Holmes drinking black tea silently, as if nothing had happened.

"Oh, maybe they were too busy. They left in a hurry without even listening to what I said. What a pity. I still want to keep them for dinner."

"is it?"

Watson looked at Holmes dubiously for a while.

"Okay, then please finish the other two portions, too."

"Uh-huh?!"

Holmes regretted it a little.

……

The top of the Himalayas.

The brothers fell from the sky and made a big hole in the ice.

"This detective is so ungrateful. He is even rougher than Lothric."

Dante patted his butt and stood up, grabbing Virgil who was stuck in the snow.

"Ignore him and see what's in the envelope."

Virgil took the envelope out of his arms.

Unexpectedly, the envelopes contained old photos.

The photos record scenes of childhood memories of the two brothers.

Frolic with pets, play with brothers, make noises with mother.

Also, the only photo taken with my father.