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

Accidents always follow.That's when I started to make my mark in the Bureau because of my good performance, and Uncle Rudy helped me work my way up.Of course, this attracted the attention of some people. I was sent to perform a top-secret mission, but it was actually a death mission.When I found out that the situation was already quite unfavorable, I could only push the boat along, and then use suspended animation to escape temporarily to find an opportunity. "

Although McCoff did not elaborate on the situation at the time, he just took it lightly.Hermione could still imagine the difficult situation he was in.Betrayed by the people around him, and sacrificed like an abandoned child.What you are facing is a dangerous and ruthless enemy, who may make a fake come true at any time, and your life is hanging by a thread.Hermione couldn't help but turn around, holding that hand tightly, hoping to convey all her courage and warmth.

"Silly girl, those things have never meant anything to me. Outsiders will never be able to hurt my heart."

"What about the family?" As soon as the words came out, Hermione wanted to bite her tongue.Instead of answering the obvious question, Mycroft went on to recall.

"After I deal with the rats hiding in the sewer and make sure they can no longer pose a threat to me and my family. I hurried to Sherlock's apartment. As soon as I opened the door, I saw Sherlock's face was pale, his breathing was slow, The pupils are needle-like, and the body is horribly thin and lying on the ground. The arms are covered with bruises, and there is a syringe that has just been used up. I think I will never forget that scene in my life."

The expressions of fear and fear flashed across Mycroft's face one after another, "After the difficult withdrawal period, it was a period when we saw each other and tortured each other. At that time, I knew that Sherlock would be my biggest security hole, But I'm happy with it."

Hermione later found out that this time Sherlock had ruined Mycroft's carefully arranged plan for a long time.It turns out that both Britain and the United States had undercover agents at the top of the terrorists and leaked the bomb plan to the intelligence department. However, in order to protect the safety of the undercover agents, they could not directly prevent terrorist attacks, so they used corpses as passengers to confuse the terrorists.But this plan was not only cracked by Sherlock, but also revealed to Moriarty, who had connections with terrorists.

Although Hermione is an only child and has no siblings, her relationship with Harry Ron is by no means inferior to theirs.So she understood that willingness very well, so instead of persuading her, she said: "Tell him! Tell him all your plans, whether you are mocking or scolding him, just don't hide it from him."

Hermione looked at the pair of blue-gray eyes that woke up from memories, there were no complicated emotions in them, and they were filled with confidence and reason again.

"Believe in him, believe that his heart is the same as yours, believe that he will stand with you no matter what."

Lunch

Hermione still hadn't gotten an answer to her question from Mycroft that day.Not long after Hermione heard Mycroft's rare outpouring of truth, he recovered and rearmed himself.Sent Hermione home in the iconic black Jaguar.

But Hermione never expected that everything would change the next time she saw Mycroft.

Hermione who came out of King's Cross saw her parents waiting there happily.They were always like this, eagerly waiting for their only daughter, whom they had not seen for half a year, to come back from school.They are always so open-minded and support every decision of their daughter.

Hermione threw herself into her mother's arms, holding back the tears that were about to well up in her eyes, and said with a smile: "Mum, long time no see, did you change your hairstyle again? I think this hairstyle looks a little too young."

"Oh! My dear, how is your semester going? I also think this hairstyle seems unsteady. I plan to wait for you to come back and help me see what to change."

Mr. Granger took the luggage from his daughter and smiled as he watched the mother and daughter discussing hairstyles: "Hey, ladies, I think we can wait until we get in the car to talk slowly. There are too many people here. We There is a lot of time to discuss in detail, and by the way, can we discuss where to go on vacation this summer?"

"Yeah, you're right, Abe. Baby, what do you think of our trip to Greece, where..."

Hearing her mother's familiar warm voice, Hermione knew that she had made a decision.In any case, she would not let Harry face Voldemort alone, so even if her parents would be angry and disappointed with her when they found out, she would keep them away from herself and all of this.

So the smile on Hermione's face became brighter, and she chatted about her interesting campus life jokes like every child who hasn't seen her parents for a long time.Looking forward to the officially coming summer life, she did not reveal the precarious situation in the magic world at all.

"Yes, I think Greece is very good. We can visit the Parthenon on the Acropolis. Trey, Zakynthos, how beautiful it must be. I always think that as the cradle of Western civilization, you must go to Greece once.”

Hermione proclaimed the beauty of Greece eloquently, as if not going there once was the greatest regret in life.The Grangers were amused by her, and Qiqi said that they should make arrangements immediately, and it would be best if they could leave immediately.

"Although Greece is beautiful, I think I'll go again in August. I still have a lot of summer homework to do, NEWTs are coming up, and I hope I can get all the O's this time."

"My child, you are still so serious, but Dad supports you, and my Hermione can always do the best." Mr. Granger drove the car with a proud smile on his mouth. He has always regarded his daughter as his top priority. proud.

Hermione could barely contain the smile on her face, but she just didn't want to leave her parents so soon.She even had to think about death in advance at this age, so she could only cherish every minute and every second now.

It is worth mentioning that Holmes Mycroft did not wait for Hermione to contact them this time, but called their home number as soon as Hermione got home.All the way back from the station before she put down her luggage, the phone in the living room rang, and Hermione had a faint intuition in her heart.Without waiting for Mrs. Granger to pass by, she took a few steps to answer the phone first.

"This is Granger's house, hello?"

"It's me." Mycroft Holmes's deep and elegant voice came through the phone, "I think we need to talk face to face, between the misfortune of Headmaster Dumbledore and what you are about to do."

Hermione knew that such a big matter could not be hidden from him, and also knew that he knew her next move well.

"I think so."

"Okay, tomorrow I only have time at noon and evening, so I'll have someone pick you up at noon and have lunch together by the way."

Hermione listened to him arrange everything, even though she knew it was meaningless, she still couldn't help retorting: "Why not at night?"

There was a momentary pause on the other end of the phone, as if a little unbelievable, "I think..." Mycroft dragged his tone, making no effort to hide the sarcasm in his words. "At a time when you're trying so hard to hide your own situation from your parents, it's clearly not a good idea at this point in time."

Hermione had the urge to hide her face again. She didn't know why every time she faced Holmes Mycroft, the Gryffindor impulse in her bones always popped up uncontrollably.It seems that whenever she wants to show her mature and intelligent side, it often backfires.

"Oh—well—I think so, I'll wait for you, sir."

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Granger asked curiously, "Did your classmate ask you out to play? Is it the boy named Harry Potter?"

"No—it's not going out to play, it's him. He just asked me out for dinner. He left a book with me. I'll bring it to him tomorrow."

"Just by the way? Honey, we are very enlightened, and you have reached the age to enjoy chasing the opposite sex." Mrs. Granger joked with a smile.

"Mum, it's really just by the way. You met Harry. He and I have always been best friends and always will be."

"Okay, but I still hope that you can get to the bottom of it quickly, no matter in the future the boy you bring by your hand is an ordinary person or a wizard." Mrs. Granger knew that it was time to end this sensitive topic, but as a mother to her daughter's future Always full of worries.

"Thanks, Mommy, I know, I will."

The next day, the familiar black car stopped on time at the intersection not far from home.Hermione got into the car and smoothed her skirt carefully.The previous few meetings were simple shirts and jeans. This time Hermione was worried that McCoff had chosen a high-end restaurant for dinner.

On the other hand, out of a subtle psychology, Hermione chose a little pink dress, and used a few beauty tricks written down in the fourth grade to modify her front teeth and dark circles.

It didn't take long for the car to drive in London and came to the LeGavroche restaurant.The driver parked the car, "Mr. Holmes is already waiting inside, Miss Granger please."

"Thank you."

As the handsome waiter entered the restaurant, he saw McCaughey wearing that elegant three-piece suit.The close-fitting workmanship not only conceals the slightly protruding belly, but also perfectly highlights the man's slender and straight figure.And compared with the appearance, the elegant and strong, cold and calm temperament is more attractive.

Hermione was grateful for her wise decision, which kept her from being at a loss in this environment.

As soon as the two sat down, Mycroft exclaimed: "I have always believed that women are born with a magical ability to make themselves better. You are beautiful today, Miss Granger