[Shen Xia + HP] The Magical Girl of Sherlock Holmes

With an expressionless face, she knew it was no joke.If necessary, Mycroft will make what he calls "trade-offs."But Hermione couldn't accept it, no one had the right to choose who to sacrifice, she couldn't accept this result.

Hermione pointed the gun at himself, and Mycroft looked at Hermione in panic, with a hint of fatigue and helplessness in his tone: "Hermione, are you going to force me too?"

Hermione's eyes were wet, but she said with a smile: "Mycroft, you can't make a decision, so I'll make it for you. You never regret your decision, but you will collapse, so listen to me this time, okay?"

With that said, Hermione pulled the trigger.The bullet pierced through the chest, bleeding profusely.Hermione unconsciously let go of the gun, and the gun fell to the ground.Waking up the stunned Mycroft, he felt a sharp pain in his chest and couldn't breathe.

It is a contract of same life, this magic shares the damage.Mycroft held his sore spot and stared at Hermione, who lay curled up on the ground.Her eyes looked into his so firmly that there was no room for a third person between them.

Mycroft never imagined that one day someone would influence his decision-making, not even Sherlock.This is both a right and a responsibility, and he has long been used to shouldering it alone.But now, Hermione took up this heavy responsibility for him with such a decisive look, he was a little dazed for a moment, his confused mind was completely blank.

The timer turned as if no one was there. Mycroft rubbed his face, straightened his back and got up his spirits, and stepped forward to turn it off.

"I hope that you will never mention everything I said in a while after you leave this door." McCoff knew that these people were not threatened and had a special relationship, so after the routine warning, he continued without waiting for their reply.

"Uncle Rudy has been under orders from MI[-]. He took Olos away to train her, but he was sent to the United States shortly after taking her." Mycroft looked at Olos apologetically. Uncle Di abandoned her halfway, maybe Oulos won't be what she is now.

"At that time, the relationship between Britain and the United States was still very harmonious, and the information sharing on terrorist attacks had just been reached. Uncle Rudy was stationed in the United States as a representative of MI[-], and at the same time secretly spied on the American military situation and quietly sent it back to China. I can now have a voice in the CIA Right, the foundation laid by Uncle Rudy is indispensable."

After introducing the background, Mycroft seemed much calmer and no longer difficult to speak.He took out his pocket watch and glanced at it, Sherlock noticed thoughtfully.

"The director at the time was Bongos. He was... a simple and rude person who didn't know much about current affairs. After he became the director, he replaced most of the top positions of the CIA with his own people, forcing away many senior spies, including the deputy director of the CIA at the time. He is also unwilling to communicate with his subordinates, and always keeps people away. Uncle Rudy took advantage of his weakness and instigated many secret agents. It’s just that the CIA is not stupid after all. They realized that someone leaked secrets, and Uncle Rudy One of the suspects."

Watson didn't expect to hear such a "secret", and secretly wondered whether he would be silenced by the sober Mycroft.As for Sherlock and Olos, both had the expected expressions. If the atmosphere wasn't right, Sherlock would probably say something about "dirty politics" again.

"Uncle Rudy decided to sacrifice himself in order to protect the secret service in his hands and maintain the relationship between Britain and the United States. He set up a bureau. At that time, under the leadership of Goss, the CIA fell into a trough. Constant work mistakes and internal personnel strife made the CIA go out. Ugly. Mr. President had to be replaced by a director with a completely different style. The director was ready to take Goss's knife as soon as he took office. So Uncle Rudy shifted all responsibility to Goss' close friend, the number three in the CIA Caesar Fugo, this is equivalent to giving the new director a knife to cut Goss off the horse. With the favor of helping the new director get up, a deal was reached between the two."

Sherlock said bluntly: "Although this fig leaf will be broken as soon as you poke it, you still need to maintain a harmonious relationship on the surface and maintain cooperation. Therefore, the new chief is in power, and he doesn't care about those corners for the sake of so-called stability. Our Uncle Rudy being executed in secret? Oh! What a bargain."

"This is the big picture, Sherlock." Mycroft raised his voice and said seriously, even solemnly, "someone in this country has to sacrifice, even if it's not worth it in your opinion. But to me, it's a given In fact, I have already prepared for it.”

Sherlock tilted his head unnaturally, but Olos sneered and said: "The great spirit of self-sacrifice, human beings spontaneously build a community in order to satisfy the natural desire for a better life. As a few restrainers in the crowd, but Restrain yourself to this social contract. Mycroft, you've been transformed by Rudy.

Seeing the condensed and stiff atmosphere, Watson quickly changed the topic: "Then this file...".

"Includes the list of all secret service personnel and... the place where Uncle Rudy died." Mycroft said with a heavy expression. McCoff is called the 'Iceman' because he always conducts business in the world and never considers personal feelings. The only exception is Sherlock later adding a Hermione.Now Hermione saw another exceptional person, even though the other person had been dead for many years, the influence on Mycroft was still extremely profound.

"Where?" Hermione knew Mycroft, he never needed reassurance.A strong heart and urgent responsibility are the beacons that guide him out of the predicament.

"Massachusetts"

"Ilvermorny?!"

Confrontation

This is a weird large passenger plane, full of passengers but all passengers are unconscious.Only the few men in black sitting in the first class cabin were sane.

"Where have we been?"

"There are still 2 hours before you can enter the United States, boss."

"It seems that our Sherlock Holmes are having a good time."

It turned out that this person was Moriarty. He sat on the plane that was about to hit Ivan Money and smiled happily at the surveillance screen in front of him. The scene on the screen was the scene of Sherringford.It turned out that the two had reached a cooperation long ago, and their every move in Sherringford was watched by Moriarty.

Moriarty is different from his younger brother, who doesn't care about human life, success or failure, but whether the game is exciting and the opponent is qualified.And he only wants to achieve the goal, regardless of the means.

So no matter what method Oluos used, as long as she could hold Holmes out of the way, he didn't care.Moriarty leaned back relaxed on the large sofa chair, holding a glass of champagne in his hand, obviously wanting to celebrate success in advance.

"Boss, we are about to enter the United States, should we retreat?" The subordinate asked tentatively, it would be too dangerous to stay on this plane that could crash at any time.

Moriarty glanced at him with an unclear expression, which made his subordinates shudder and dare not make a sound. "Are you scared?" Moriarty asked softly.

"No... no, it's just that we are here, so you don't have to stay here." The subordinate hastily explained that this boss is not a bad boss after all, and there are clear rewards and punishments.As the leader of a black organization, he is more respectful of the rules and laws than ordinary business owners, but those of them who have followed him for a long time know that the other party is really a murderer without blood.

Moriarty patted his subordinate on the shoulder kindly, and straightened his slightly crooked tie, "What a good dog, just being loyal to me is not enough."

"I...know that the boss only cares about the result of ability, not the process."

"Very well, you're smarter than Magnussen and that group of pure-blood idiots." Moriarty was happier, who likes to be surrounded by a group of idiots.And he did feel a little inconvenient without Magnussen and the Death Eaters.

Moriarty stood up, stretched, flexed his muscles, and drew his wand. "But we should go. I still want to find a good place to enjoy the huge salute I made. It's really worth looking forward to."

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid you won't appreciate it."

A deep and serious voice sounded, and McCoff suddenly appeared on the plane with a group of people.He said regret on his lips, but there was no regret on his face, and he exuded a sense of coercion, which seemed to have been suppressed for a long time.

"Boss, our plane has been locked by a missile." The subordinate wiped his brows with cold sweat and reported in a low voice.

"Moriarty, you have the opportunity to visit the secret prisons of MI[-] and CIA. Of course, if you are not satisfied, I can also introduce you to Guantanamo Bay." Mycroft spoke harshly, These threats can't be vented on the family, and now they are pouring out on Moriarty.

Moriarty smiled indifferently. He played with his wand dexterously and said knowingly, "Mr. Holmes, don't we cooperate very well?"

"There's never been any cooperation. The game is over, Moriarty." Mycroft stood upright, holding the black umbrella firmly in his hand.

Harry and Ron looked at Mycroft in surprise, the plane was now packed with people.Mycroft brought several groups of elite agents, and Harry was notified by Hermione.After these years of experience, Harry is no longer the kid who went to the Ministry of Magic with a few friends.He brought with him the members of the American Ministry of Magic whom he had met on his last visit to the United States. They all graduated from Ilvermorny, as if Hogwarts was in their hearts.There is absolutely no tolerance for someone vandalizing one's own home.

As for Ron, this matter had nothing to do with the British Ministry of Magic, but the three of them have always fought side by side.Last time I went to America because