[Comprehensive British and American] The Wizard of Cullen's House

When Sherlock accurately inferred the place where the female teacher would be arrested and was about to rush to that place, the man with red messy hair who appeared in front of him and held a black umbrella in his hand aroused his greatest vigilance.

With pale skin, warm golden eyes, and the same sense of oppression as the two strangers surnamed Karen who arrived at his house before, Sherlock was almost born in five seconds. Then determine the identity of the person.But just as he narrowed his eyes, the man who was much taller than himself had already raised the corners of his mouth and gave him a particularly provocative smile, and said in his deep but smooth gorgeous voice: "Your brain is very active, little Holmes. "

The special words made Sherlock raise his eyebrows greatly, and let him quickly get a message-this man probably knew what was going on in his head.

"You already know my name, so I won't introduce myself anymore." The man stood in front of Sherlock with one step, and the huge pressure formed by his height made Sherlock straighten his back subconsciously .Then he heard the mellow voice say to him again: "Your mother is very worried about your son who ran out of school without saying a word. You have caused your mother great trouble, little Holmes—and now— Come back with me."

"How do I know you were sent by my mother?!" Little Sherlock said, he raised his head and looked at the tall man fearlessly.Although he could feel his legs trembling slightly, the sense of danger he was just familiar with began to emerge from the bottom of his heart when he looked at him from his warm golden eyes.

"You've already guessed it." Edward squatted down and looked at Sherlock, whose expression was about to explode. His warm golden eyes locked on him.

"Then why should I go back with you?" Sherlock refused to give in. He would not go back with this man until he found a math teacher.

"Your behavior of leaving school without permission has brought a lot of trouble to my sister—that's the reason." The red-haired man spoke gently, but his words penetrated into little Holmes' brain like a poisonous snake.And this man seemed to think that this was not enough, and continued to say in a flat tone: "Don't ask me any more questions. If you resist me, I can directly knock you out and take you home - Mrs. Holmes gave me this privilege."

Sherlock gritted his teeth fiercely, then bypassed the man who was standing there calmly, and walked heavily in the direction of his home.

When he arrived at the Sherlock Holmes mansion one after the other with the Cullen family man whose name he did not know, a woman with short black hair stood at the door which was blocked from the sun and showed them a big smile.She put her hands behind her back and bent slightly to see Holmes who had come to the door. She tilted her head and gave him a friendly smile: "Hi, I'm Alice Cullen, well, I know your name is Xia." Locke Holmes, may I call you Sherlock?"

Sherlock's voice of venomous refusal was swallowed when it met Alice's utterly curious and friendly gaze.

This woman seemed easier to get along with than Avella, Jasper, and the man whose name was unknown—and most importantly, she looked at her very friendly.

"Alice." The red-haired man who entered the door frowned and called out to the woman.

"Oh, but he..." Alice seemed to want to say something, but she could only give up under the stern gaze of the red-haired man.She curled her lips, followed Edward into the mansion, and still said unwillingly, "I told you, Ivy and him..."

"Alice!" Edward raised his voice, and there was an unquestionable meaning in his stern voice.

Then Sherlock never heard Alice's voice again.

The first thing he noticed when he stepped into his mansion were the strangers' shoes neatly lined up at his door—almost every pair had been worn for less than a year, and some styles were new limited editions this year .And the owner of these shoes is not difficult to guess, Sherlock narrowed his eyes.Then he took two steps in, and inadvertently turned his indigo eyes to the side as he passed the living room, and stopped at the closed door of the living room.

He could hear small voices coming from inside, and when he wanted to bend down to get closer to the door of the living room, the door was opened from inside.

"Do you want to come in?" It was Alice, she tilted her head and gave Sherlock a big smile.

"No." Sherlock refused without hesitation, then turned and walked upstairs.

Before leaving, he seemed to vaguely heard another man's voice, with deep worry in it: "I'm going out to find Ivy and the others."

Ivy... Sherlock didn't stop and walked upstairs.

"Ivy, that's not your fault." Esme's soft voice and pleasant smell came from behind her, and Avella could imagine that her lovely and kind mother must be twisting right now without turning her head. Try to think of something to comfort her.She lowered her head, even though she couldn't bear to see her mother suffer so much, she couldn't smile at her mother and sister who cared about her now.

Rosalie didn't say anything to comfort Avella like their mother did. She just stood beside her, looking at the lush scenery below the cliff with warm golden and dark eyes.Rosalie at this time is amazingly beautiful. If Emmett was here, he would stare at his wife like a big fool, speechless—even if he is usually a big fool.

Avella didn't twitch the corners of her mouth because of the description in her mind.

Silence spread slowly among the mother and daughter, and Esme couldn't feel at ease in such a gloomy atmosphere.She turned her head and cast a helpful look at Carlisle who appeared behind her.Seeing the helpless look in Esme's eyes, Carleton leaned forward distressedly and hugged her firmly in his arms, and gently touched his wife's forehead with his lips. He stood beside Avella toward this Rosalie nodded while looking over.

Rosalie looked at Avella who had been silent even when Carlisle came, and then turned her gaze to the forest that caught Avella's attention.

"Hey~" A playful voice suddenly appeared here, abruptly breaking the silence of the four people.

Alice put her head on Avella's shoulders, and her hands crossed Avella's waist to hug her tightly.Her warm golden eyes looked at her sister's stubborn expression, and she pouted her mouth in dissatisfaction: "Ivy, are you ignoring me?"

"...No." Avella, who knew her sister's character well, could only turn her gaze to Alice.

"Then you just ignore Esme, Rosalie and Carlisle." Elvira's younger sister began to help her other family members to complain to her little sister.

"...I'm sorry." Avella looked at Alice. To be honest, she couldn't understand what Alice's eyes full of gentleness represented at this time. Her brain was dizzy, and then she remembered Ha Leigh looked at her at the end.This made her darken her eyes all of a sudden, and lowered her eyes to avoid Alice's probing sight.

"But you didn't correct your mistake because you realized it." Alice said forcefully, seeing Avella avoiding her eyes, "Look! You're still avoiding my eyes!"

Avella was helplessly entangled by her sister, and she frowned at her young lady for the first time: "Alice."

"Ivy! Don't be afraid."

Avella froze and then looked away. She was angry because of Alice's nonsense just now - when she thought she was messing with herself, Alice could always block all her anger with one sentence go back.After a long time, she smiled slightly because of Alice's words, and said in an incredible soft tone: "How can you not be afraid? Harry has seen the other side of me that is scary." She looked at Alice again, seriously Said, "How can you not be afraid? After I almost killed... the person I love."

The atmosphere at the scene was instantly frozen by Avella's words.

But Avella didn't seem to know it. She looked at Alice and added very seriously and sadly: "So I love him."

She never felt that she would really meet the one she loved—especially after Carlisle built her a whole vampire world, and although she was fascinated by the undying love of vampires, she never thought she Will really fall in love with someone.And all the things hadn't passed yet, Voldemort was still lingering in this world, and they hadn't been able to find all the Horcruxes he made... Why did she discover the mind she shouldn't have discovered at this time?

Avella clearly remembered her previous thoughts.When she leaned down and put her lips close to the wound exuding a seductive fragrance, all she could think about was: I am willing to endure all the pain in exchange for your life, so please, don't die.

She suddenly remembered what Lily said before: "If you are willing to give him everything you have, then you will not be far from love."

Esme looked at Ivy like this, and squeezed Carlisle's hand uncomfortable.Carlisle has surrounded his wife from beginning to end. On the one hand, he is happy that Avella has found someone he loves, and on the other hand, he is also worried about Avella's current emotions.

He knew Elvira—in fact, everyone here knew her very well. Although she didn't say it, in fact, the youngest child of the Karen family had always been confused about her identity as a vampire.

"Because I love him, I find his smell very attractive to me, and I long for his blood." The more Avella said, the more sad she became. She knelt down and buried her face in her hands, her voice coming from the palm It came out muffled, "Because I want him to merge with me, I want him to be a part of my body, I want...to possess him." Her voice became softer and softer, and finally passed There was a choked sound.This kind of love is too strong for her to know what to do.

Alice squatted down, and Esme, Carlisle, and Rosalie also leaned over, and they surrounded Avella.Alice reached out and gently wrapped her arms around her sister's trembling shoulders.

"But after I realized this..." Avella continued to whisper uncomfortablely, "How can I take my eyes off him?" Even now, all she thinks about is Sirius lay lifeless on the bed.

——She wants to go back and stay by his side, she wants to go back to see him, she wants to see him.

Alice moved Avella's relaxed palm away from her face, and she looked at her sister fixedly: "It's not scary, Ivy." She told her, "If you can't look away, then Don’t move away——Love is not destruction, it is protection.” Avella silently recited the words Alice said, and slowly opened her closed eyes in her palms, and through her fingers, the fine stones on the ground Keep it in mind.

Finally, she raised her face and slowly looked at her family, with the corners of her mouth drooping slightly: "How can I refuse this proposal?"

Guarding Sirius Black was the most perfect sentence she had ever heard.

When Avella followed Carlisle and the others as they approached the Sherlock Holmes mansion, she saw the green-eyed doll standing at the door and the red-haired man by his side from a long distance away.

Her footsteps stopped suddenly, and Harry saw her at this moment: "Ivy," he called.

Avella looked at Harry's emerald green eyes, and when he was staring unblinkingly, she just wanted to avert her gaze because she couldn't bear the pressure she put on herself, but Harry spoke again, in a very mature tone. Literally.

"Welcome back," he said.