[Comprehensive] The correct strategy of Xueba

In 1950, a summer morning.

It was rush hour, and the trams to central London were overcrowded.Though the smell of war's gunpowder has dissipated from the air, its shadow still hovers over Britain--

The German army bombed several important industrial centers in Britain. Coupled with other factors, the country's economy and development level were in a state of decline compared to before the war.If it were not for the signing of the Marshall Plan two years ago, the current situation would only be worse.So the authorities' top priority remains reconstruction.

From a Muggle point of view, guaranteed wages and benefits and emerging insurance policies in the campaign outline are the most attractive; for wizards, their expectations for the new Minister of Magic do not include this.

For example, in the smoking room of the Ministry of Magic, the topic has not changed in recent days.

"I always feel that this election has no smell of gunpowder... Is it my illusion?"

"No, because no one with real strength plans to participate in the election. I just don't understand why Director Gunter is unwilling to accept the ministerial nomination?" The person who said this deliberately lowered his voice.

"Didn't he say that he thinks the Department of Mysteries can give full play to his strengths? There are also young people who need experience... Although no matter what the reason he said, I think it is a cliché. I don't believe it. The history of the British Ministry of Magic There is no one in the world who is more..." The person who answered didn't go on, but it wasn't that he didn't know how to say it, but that everyone else knew what he wanted to say - more outstanding and capable.

"Not only Director Gaunt, didn't Dumbledore also decline the nomination for the minister's election? And he was even stingy to give a reason?"

"It's really strange—what's wrong with the minister, who doesn't want to do one or two?"

The obvious meaning of the smoking room is to prevent others from being affected by smoking, but at the same time, it also has a function of chatting. It is a logical development for acquaintances to chat with each other when they are smoking; Yes, it quickly turned to a topic that everyone really cared about.The point is also that one of the two people who became the subject of the topic didn't work in the Ministry of Magic and the other didn't smoke, so they just controlled the volume a little bit.

But anyway, whatever they say in the room, it must be forgotten as soon as they go out.It happened so often that they didn't notice that the silent Moshe Gaddis of Magic Maintenance in the corner today was a fake.

Once the room was empty again, Gaddis stood up with a thoughtful smile.Should he say, indeed, Tom Riddle—now officially called Tom Gaunt—?No news at all!

That's right, this Gaddis is Sherlock Holmes in disguise.Originally, he himself was very reluctant to get involved in the mess of the Ministry of Magic, but since Mycroft has been busy lately, he reluctantly accepted this commission—see what a dangerous person is doing. What is the attitude in the ministerial election?Because no matter what, whoever became a minister had a considerable influence on the wind direction of the whole of Britain, and Mycroft would never sit back and watch his opponent develop and grow under his nose.

But the problem is that this opponent is very scheming, and the handle is very difficult to find, even for Sherlock.

To tell the truth, in school days, Tom was a very difficult person to read his mind.Although Sherlock never saw Tom again after graduating from Hogwarts in the same year, from the current situation, Tom has obviously become more difficult to deal with——

You know, there were former members of the Order of the Phoenix (because the Order of the Phoenix had disbanded after the war) in the smoking room just now, but they didn't say anything bad about Tom!The surface is so perfect that it deceives everyone, so how will he find out the truth?Give Tom some Veritaserum?

But this is just a thought.Tom has always been a perfect student, and his attainments in potions are as good as that of Sherlock, who is serious about science. It is simply impossible to add ingredients to the food Tom imports.And although it doesn't look obvious on the surface, there are a lot of people secretly worshiping Tom as a god and are willing to be ordered by him; so no matter who wants to investigate, it is quite difficult.

Sherlock is only one person, of course it is impossible to really extract a confession with a wand.It was too dark, so he had no choice but to stop Tom outside the Office of the Department of Mysteries on the ninth basement level before Tom got off work.

Tom was praised in the Ministry of Magic for a good reason, such as the fact that he got off work quite late every day.This rather late definition is that he came out of the office unsatisfied after everyone else had left.Then he noticed Sherlock next to him at first glance.After turning his eyes around Sherlock's face for a short time, his eyebrows raised slightly. "Holmes."

There was no doubt that Tom had discovered that he was not Gaddis.On the one hand, Sherlock appreciates this sharpness; on the other hand, he is the one who has been seen through, and he feels that it is not worth being happy. "How did you know that?" he demanded. "Just because I didn't bother to hide it?"

"Since you know, why tell?" Tom didn't care. "Don't tell me, you only want to ask this kind of worthless question on the first meeting for several years after the graduation ceremony?" He glanced down, "And you dressed up like this?"

We have to say, both of these guys are savage tongues.There are uniform robes in the magic maintenance department, and the person who does this obviously has nothing to do with being clean and tidy.

The remark was undoubtedly sarcasm, but Sherlock wasn't provoked - of course, it was more harmful than helpful. "That's good, and I don't want to waste time." He looked at Tom's handsome appearance, "You're doing well in the Ministry of Magic, like a fish in water, huh?"

Tom folded his arms and leaned against the door, with one leg slightly bent.Seeing this casual appearance, other Ministry of Magic staff must be stunned, because he usually gives the impression of being perfect and meticulous. "That depends on which aspect you're talking about," he said lazily.

Sherlock snorted. "That's quite modest enough for you, isn't it?" He believed without hesitation that it was strange that a Minister should have complete power in his hands, with a man like Tom as his subordinate.

"It seems that you already know." Tom said casually, but he was actually discerning the look in Sherlock's eyes without any trace, "In that case, don't we really start to focus immediately? For example, you are standing here now, You never came to reminisce about the old days with me."

Sherlock snorted again. "Not really."

"Mycroft, don't you?" said Tom again, still sounding lazy.

Sherlock shot Tom a quick glance.Among the two of them, whoever it was, knew that the current calm atmosphere was just an appearance.

Before graduating, Tom hadn't considered going to the Ministry of Magic at all.The career he wanted most at that time was a professor at Hogwarts, because he saw from Dumbledore the influence that the profession of teachers could have on the future.But because of his young age, Mr. Dippert, the principal, advised him to come back in two years.

For the next year, no one knew where Tom went.Anyway, when he reappeared, he showed an unexpected interest in the Ministry.The reason why he said it was unexpected was that the position he was interested in was not the popular Auror or Assistant to the Minister, but the Department of Mysteries that no one cared about.Because of this matter, the director of the Department of Mysteries was very proud and retired early within two years, leaving the position to Tom; Tom was just 20 years old that year.

If it meant that Tom had become a winner in life, it didn't matter to Mycroft.But the key point is that after Tom entered the Ministry of Magic, the nails that Mycroft planted all over Britain disappeared inexplicably one by one—you know, Mycroft is engaged in secret intelligence, and eyeliner is very important to him. In any case, it is standard, there is only a gap.

Some people may say that Britain is not under the jurisdiction of Serbia in the first place, and it is natural for the nails to be removed, but what if something else is added?

Following the disappearance of Britain's nails, France on the other side of the strait has also begun to have this trend; the official notes of Britain and Serbia are always inexplicably blocked; at the International Federation of Wizards, as long as it is a proposal supported by Mycroft , will be sung against no matter what...

This was undoubtedly a declaration of war, and Mycroft was definitely not a character to swallow his anger, so he naturally took a counterattack.I won't go into details about the process, in a word, the two of them hit it off.And they all like to manipulate the overall situation behind their backs, so that people who are not in the game don't even know the turbulent secrets.

"I think you should also know that Mycroft and I don't have a good relationship." Sherlock deliberately turned his head.

"So?" Tom looked a little interested.

"So, if you want to do something, please be direct, and it's best to ask Mycroft in person." Sherlock said quickly, with a tone of disgust, "At least don't ask him to entrust me! Maybe he just wants to Let me divert your attention, but I don't want to do this kind of thing!"

Tom narrowed his eyes slightly. "He entrusted you to solve this matter, but he didn't tell you my goal?"

Sherlock wanted to say something else, but he realized that what Tom said was not a lie. "You're not quite..." Wanting to antagonize Mycroft?

"He has what I want." Tom nodded, "or rather, it should have been mine."

If Sherlock was lacking in interest at first, his appetite has been lifted now. "So what exactly do you want?" Mycroft didn't want anything, so why would he take Tom's?is it possible?

Tom pondered for a while this time, without taking his eyes off Sherlock's face.Before Sherlock broke out, he said leisurely: "I can see that Mycroft really cares about you." He didn't let his brother know about any troubles. This time, he probably had no choice but didn't expect Sherlock to be so concerned. Boldly confront him.

Few words pissed off Sherlock more than that, at least on the surface. "Say something more valuable than this!" Sherlock said angrily, deliberately using the exact same sentence pattern as Tom before.

Tom was indifferent to Sherlock's anger, but suddenly he changed his mind.He had indeed caused Mycroft a lot of trouble both openly and secretly, but now he found that he seemed to have gone in the wrong direction before.

The best entry point has always been under his nose, but he has never found it!He hadn't intended to make his true intentions known, but it might have been a good idea to tell Sherlock - otherwise why would Mycroft not tell Sherlock the truth?

"A ring," he said crisply, "probably not the first one Mycroft found, but certainly in his possession now."

As for who discovered it first... He felt that it had a lot to do with the ghost named Wei Yang who had completely disappeared.He used to think that the only difference between Wei Yang and other ghosts was that they were talking about God and God, but after a few years, he had to admit that no matter how much Wei Yang tried to trick him, his attitude towards him was normal, so normal that it was rare—— Not afraid or flattering, relatively neutral; you can even say that you care about him a little bit, from the bottom of your heart.It is precisely because of this rare that he occasionally recalls it, and even feels a little regretful.

ring?Sherlock was a little dazed, but he didn't show it.Shouldn't it be something more unusual?

Tom thought about Sherlock's face, and suddenly smiled. "Family heirloom ring." He specially emphasized the attributive.

"Slytherin's relic?" Sherlock asked hopelessly.No matter how difficult Tom was, the parentage was real - the last offspring of Slytherin.According to Tom's character, in order to get the relics of his ancestors, it is indeed possible to do anything.

"No, but it's about the same," Tom answered. "You can go back and tell Mycroft that he can keep the ring that doesn't belong to him," he paused for a moment to get Sherlock's full attention, "if and only if he changed his name to Gaunt." Down."

Sherlock nearly choked.This may sound like a concession, but it is essentially a provocation - how is it possible that the surname is no longer Holmes? !

Because of lack of sufficient understanding of the inside story, Sherlock obviously did not have the upper hand in this confrontation.Driven by this anger, he went back and confronted Mycroft in a rather harsh tone. "It turns out that your troubles are all because of a gold ring?" He said, his tone of anger was palpable, "I thought your pursuit was at least to start a new war!"

Even if Mycroft was full of mouths, he couldn't easily persuade Sherlock who was in a rage, and he couldn't help but feel a headache.

Does he want the resurrection stone ring?Isn't it the hot potato left by Sherlock from another world?The problem is that he can't, because it must never fall into the hands of anyone with ulterior motives.It used to be Grindelwald, now it's Riddle or Gunter-it doesn't matter what the surname is changed to!Without Wei Yang's reminder, he has to look at Tom, because even if Sherlock acquiesces that he is the Great Demon King, he never really wants to start a war, it's the same in any scope!

As a result, one younger brother managed to coax him back, and the other brother became angry again, and he had to spend more time coaxing him back—the younger brother is always the most troublesome creature in the world, bar none!