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

After Avella and Remus left, Carlisle and the others looked at Hejia Meri who packed her luggage and went downstairs, and Sherlock who followed her with a face full of reluctance and hostility.Esmeson's hand on Carlisle's arm tightened, and Carlisle immediately attached his hand to gently stroke it.Edward's gaze fell from Hejiameili to Sherlock, and then jumped to Mycroft for a moment, and then he raised his eyebrows slightly.

Alice was the only one who noticed Edward's gaze. She kept tilting her head to observe Edward's expression carefully, and then followed his line of sight to look at Mycroft, whose mouth corners were slightly pursed.

"I'm really sorry." Carlisle led her family with their backs to the gate of Holmes, and Hejia Meili led her two children to face them—the current picture seems to be that Carlisle is the very grand building. The owner of the mansion, and the lady who was facing him was a guest who came to visit a friend with a child, and it was obvious that the Karen family was not the only one who thought of this level.

"It's okay." Hejiameili looked at them and smiled softly, "I asked for your help to mess up your life. If I really want to say it, I should say sorry to you." And even if the card No one in the Lun family mentioned it to her, and she also knew that the recent disappearances in the town must be related to the person hiding in the dark. As long as she thought about it carefully, she knew that he was building an army and wanted to get along with Kaka who came to help her. The Lun family fights.

Thinking of this, Hejia Meri felt more and more sorry and uneasy.

"It's time to go." Jasper said suddenly, and Emmett had already driven the car over. The two of them were responsible for sending Mrs. Hejiameili and her children out of Hounslow safely this time.

Edward squatted down suddenly before Sherlock got into the car, he looked at the little boy who was tense and stared at him because of his squat for a moment, and didn't care that his next words might be blamed by his parents: " You'd better be quiet." He didn't dislike this little boy, and was even interested in him because of his keen observation and talent—Sherlock's speculation about them in his heart was very close to the truth, but he hadn't been able to confirm it. .

"Edward." Not surprisingly, Esme called his name sternly.

The red-haired man who seemed to be scolded didn't look back or stand up, he locked Sherlock tightly with his cold and warm gaze.Sherlock's skin inevitably had a layer of pimples, but he still took a deep breath and lifted his chin, looked at Edward for a few seconds, turned his head and climbed into the car.There was a smile on the corner of Edward's mouth, and then he seemed to casually look at Mycroft who had been standing beside him without speaking or taking any action.

Compared with Sherlock, Mycroft not only has a [-] times better sense of beauty than him, but also has a much sharper perception of danger than his younger brother.The moment Edward looked over, he looked away and followed Sherlock into the car.

"What smart boys." Carlisle couldn't help sighing as he looked at the car that was slowly driving out.

Edward looked at his father with his usual slightly sarcastic smile, and said, "Carlisle, trust me, you don't want to know what Sherlock thinks."

After sending off the Hejiameili family, the Cullen family went back to the living room of the Sherlock Holmes mansion and sat down.Carlisle's sleeves were rolled up twice, because the whole room still smelled of strangers, which made each of them tense.Carlisle loosely shook his wife's hand with one hand, fixed his eyes on Alice, and asked her the result with his eyes.

"No." Alice shook her head lightly, "It's wearing a mask, so I can't see its face."

Edward hunched his back against the wall: "So we have to wait all the time." This situation of being at a disadvantage makes Edward very uncomfortable.

"But even so, we have nothing to do." Rosalie pointed out unceremoniously, "The smell of that lunatic is everywhere now, and it is playing tricks on us! While we are still anxiously waiting for his next move, Maybe more people will be captured by it, and we will face an army of newborns!" Rosalie has always been very concerned about the fact that they came to Hounslow because of a letter, which made her As long as it is facing He Jiameili, it will not look good.

Her words were undoubtedly correct, but it was because she was so correct that no one in the living room spoke for a while.

"Actually, I think Mr. Big Dog can help us." Alice said suddenly, but just as she spoke, she attracted Carlisle's disapproving gaze: "This is very dangerous." He said gently but seriously.

Alice slumped her shoulders: "That's why I dare not mention it." And not only is it dangerous, Ivy will also be very angry.

"We...maybe we can ask the Volturi for help," Edward said suddenly.

"It's not going to work." The first objection, invariably their father, said with a frown. "They'll know the real reason we're here." Then the Holmes family would be in danger.Thinking of this, Carlisle apologized to his children from the bottom of his heart. In fact, they could ignore the letter, but thinking of the lady who had been with them for a while—even though she has passed away—he still couldn’t to completely ignore.

And they all know that this matter is not as simple as before.

"I can be a bait." Avella's voice suddenly pierced their eardrums, and her scent appeared in front of Holmes' house without warning. She obviously heard the conversation of her family members.She jumped in through the open window and stood by the window looking at them with a flat expression.Edward raised his lowered eyes to look at her, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything in the end.

"Ivy, we can think of another way," Carlisle said, even though they all understood that the bait was the best plan so far.

"And it will know that this is a trap, Ivy." Rosalie said disapprovingly, she didn't want to see her family in danger.

"So try first, if it really comes to catch me with its transformed newborn, then you can find my position." Avella pursed her lower lip, her eyes fixed on Carlisle— ——She knew that Carlisle usually had the decision-making power in such matters, and she also believed that Carlisle understood that this strategy was the only feasible solution at present.

"At the same time, it can also make the newborn tear you apart on the spot!" Rosalie cried out in disbelief, her words made Esme's hands subconsciously clenched into fists.The mistress of the Karen family looked at her husband with an unknown light in her eyes.

Avella took a deep breath, not being moved by Rosalie's anger and disbelief, "As long as I don't get caught by them." She looked at Edward, who raised his head to look at her with a tacit understanding , then look away.Avella turned her gaze back to Carlisle, who had been silent all this time: "I'll be fine, I don't plan to die here yet." She was born to comfort Esme, who was clinging to Carlisle, who was obviously disturbed.

"I believe in you, Ivy." Carlisle took a deep breath and spoke slowly.Of course, he knew very well that this sentence would get Rosalie's angry eyes, and Alice also looked at him and Edward's silence with worried eyes.Esme's sweet scent filled the air around him, which seemed to dispel the uneasiness that welled up in his heart when he said those words. "Promise me, Ivy, you won't do anything that would endanger yourself."

"I won't." Avella nodded without saying a word, with a solemn expression.

"Are you all crazy?!" Rosalie's eyes widened in disbelief, "Esme?" She looked at the Karen family's mother, hoping to get her mother's support.

"Rosalie, I'll be fine." Avella said ahead of Esme, she sat next to Rosalie and hugged her nervous sister tightly, "You You'll trust me, right?"

Rosalie was comforted by her little sister. She bit her lower lip tightly and showed an expression of disbelief, but her stiff body slowly relaxed in Avella's embrace.But in the end, she still chose to curse softly: "Avella Karen, you'd better not have anything to do."

Avella buried her head into her shoulders and slightly curled the corners of her mouth.

Alice frowned slightly——in a forest area with plenty of sunlight, a light gray cloth strip that was absolutely impossible to appear was hung on a branch that looked particularly abrupt across it.A pale and slender arm crossed the screen to remove the cloth strip. Alice frowned, trying to take a closer look, but the screen was suddenly thrown into a silent night.She turned her head back abruptly, and the sight that caught her eye made her bounce off the sofa in an instant.

"Alice?!" When Alice came back to her senses, the first thing she noticed was Avella's suspicious gaze, followed by Edward's roar with his throat retracted.

Esme asked nervously, "Alice, what did you see? Baby."

Edward's roar seemed to ring in her ears again, she looked at Edward a little helplessly, and after finding that the other party had no intention of stopping her from speaking, she slowly looked at Avella.

Her actions not only made Carlisle and the others serious, but even Elvira frowned—Alice knew that Elvira's expression was to tell her to shut up, but she...

"I saw you..." Alice opened her mouth several times but couldn't continue to complete the sentence, and finally gritted her teeth and said, "You are dead."

Esme gasped immediately, she covered her mouth and looked at Ivy in disbelief.Carlisle, who was always paying attention to Esme, immediately embraced his trembling wife in his arms, but his own face also became very pale because of what Alice said.Rosalie grabbed Avella's hand very directly, and said in a hasty tone: "You are not allowed to go!"

"This is just one of the results, isn't it?" Avella gently held Rosalie back, her expression only changed when Alice said death, and now she looked very calm.

Edward frowned, his eyes locked on Avella: "Ivy." He said in a deep voice.

"I'm not going to let the worst happen." Avella's dignified voice didn't take away the panic in her family at what might have happened.

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