[Comprehensive] The whole world has its own bgm, except me!

"This one tastes like chicken."

"Hey, come on."

"Do you need any more bread?"

"Thank you, I'll be full after eating these."

……

At the dining table, a man and a woman had a harmonious atmosphere. The two skillfully brushed the old godmother on the bread for several layers. The red sauce was tempting, and the spicy and strong taste whetted the appetite.

"At this time, it would be better if there is rice, or steamed buns and rolls, and then a bowl of porridge."

Speaking of which, Laoganma fried rice is also delicious.

"Does this taste better?"

"Yes."

"I want to try it too!"

We only met for less than an hour, and because of a bottle of Laoganma, we quickly established a solid relationship.

Jian Jia called this Laoganma diplomacy.

Sherlock Holmes sitting in the chair: "..."

In his eyes, these two excited looks are no different from the stray cats and dogs sharing food on the side of the road, and they look extremely stupid.

Sherlock's roommate, Watson, is a doctor, and quickly treated Jian Jia's minor wounds.

Her hands stopped hurting after a while, perhaps because her stomach was full, Jian Jia was in a pretty happy mood.

However, she soon thought of the question just now.

"Speaking of which," Jian Jia turned her head and asked, "Do you know those people just now?"

"know a little."

Sherlock responded curtly, "Don't provoke me."

Uh……

Jian Jia was a little guilty.

By the looks of it, they must have been eyeing her.So what should we do?

……

at the same time.

The person standing in front of the mirror stared at himself.No, maybe he shouldn't be called a human being. His eyes are like the vertical pupils of a poisonous snake, glowing bloody red, his nose has become slits, his complexion is pale, his hands and feet are slender, like a snake-shaped man.

Just now, he was still trying to create the first soul piece for himself, but now, in a blink of an eye, he somehow landed on his own body decades later.

Tom Riddle, no, he should be called Voldemort now. He digested the fact that he had degenerated step by step over the years until he became insane. In the end, if it weren't for the chance left by chance, his soul would have flown away and disappeared.Now he has become a dead man in the wizarding world, hiding like a mouse, never seeing the light of day.

The black eyes turned red, the straight bridge of the nose disappeared, and even the hair was gone.

"..."

At this time, he was still a little youthful, and his face was gloomy.

No, none of this is what he wanted!

His brain suddenly twitched in pain, and he staggered to his knees on the ground, a clear face appeared in his mind.The woman has black hair and black eyes, with firm eyes, standing at the top of the steps with a sword in her hand.

"I believe in him."

His eyes darkened, he gritted his teeth to endure the pain, but he was thinking about how to find this woman.

What does a typical British gentleman look like?

Probably Uncle Colin is as handsome, elegant and personable, with a charming aura in every gesture.

Sherlock is another.

He seemed arrogant and indifferent, not easy to get in touch with, but he was able to solve the trouble calmly and calmly in a critical moment, and even sent Jian Jia back to the hotel.

Jian Jia stood at the door, still wearing his windbreaker.

After all, her clothes were stained with muddy water.With the big detective's outspoken obsession with cleanliness, she was already grateful that he didn't dislike her.

"Uh, thank you." Jian Jia couldn't help laughing, "It's so embarrassing to meet for the first time."

Standing aside with a black umbrella, Sherlock asked, "The cat is still alive?"

what.

Jian Jia was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood: "Uh, I've gained a lot of weight recently."

Sherlock raised an eyebrow, not explaining, but enough to understand what he meant.

The guy was saying that, in her rashness and ignorance, it was beyond his expectations to be able to keep a cat.

"If you have any questions, you can contact me. Of course, it is best not to have a chance. I hope you will use your fish brain to think about whether it is correct before causing trouble. This will increase the chance of survival by 90.00%."

Jian Jia: "..."

After being criticized by Mr. Detective, who ridiculed the skill max, Jian Jia also behaved.

After saying goodbye, she sat on the bed and began to think about the next process.

If I'm not mistaken, her mage is what those guys call the "master", so it must not be a good thing.

Jian Jia, who was cheated by the sword in the stone, looked bitter.

There is also a group of mage minions outside to arrest her. What if the other party has no good intentions and wants to kill her?Therefore, the most urgent task now is to save his own life.

After finishing the handover of the police station tomorrow, let's go back quickly.The night is long and the dream is full, so there may be some accidents.

Jian Jia thought about it, and gradually became confused.

She curled up in the bed, grabbed the soft pillow with one hand, and gradually fell into sleep.

In the dream, she returned to the church again, and then the dream continued.

Jian Jia raised her head, and this time, she saw the other party's appearance clearly from a distance of several meters.

Unexpectedly, she didn't have the pale and ugly vampire face she had imagined.

He was a handsome young man with black hair and black eyes.His complexion was slightly pale, and his whole body was hidden in the black mage's robe. He was thin, tall and straight, as cold as an evil spirit escaped from hell.

Where the black eyes looked, everyone lowered their heads.

The princes and nobles flocked to both sides like an ebb tide to make way for him.

His footsteps were calm, unhurried, and he walked slowly towards Jian Jia.

"Clap, clap."

In the huge church, only his footsteps are clear.

The strange thing is that Jian Jia actually felt a tingling scalp because of him.The sword in the stone was heavy, and she stood on the ground with the sword, holding on to her composure, watching him get closer and closer, until the distance between the two was less than one meter.

The other party stopped.

Silence as death.

"..."

"..."

Jian Jia spoke first: "Why do they say you are a disaster?"

The mage who heard the sound narrowed his eyes slightly, and deliberately asked, "Who said that?"

The bishop's body trembled.

In close contact, she is no longer afraid.Stepping forward slightly, Jian Jia continued: "Tell me, have you ever hurt others with malice?"

What the hell is the destined mage, if it is really a big villain, she would rather deal with him first.

Suddenly, there was a hissing sound in Jian Jia's mind, like countless poisonous snakes spitting out letters, making a frightening sound.The mage slightly hooked his lips, his face was handsome, like a beautiful snake.

"Before you ask a question, please call me by my name."

"your name?"

"Voldemort." He was persuasive.

She couldn't help but repeat: "V... earth... demon..."

In her sleep, she also read softly.

In an instant, because of the curse of the name, a certain kind of confinement was touched by her, and the Death Eaters who couldn't find anyone received the signal one after another, and hurried towards Jian Jia's direction!

The mage in the dream smiled.

The dream was reversed, and Jian Jia woke up suddenly.

Those eyes appeared in her mind, and she couldn't help trembling.

At this moment, it was only midnight, and it was dark outside.Jian Jia was about to get up to take a sip of water. At this moment, she heard a rhythmic drumbeat sounding in her mind, accompanied by the faint sound of the water piano. Bumps.

Her eyes turned abruptly to the door.

In her sight, the door lock clicked and opened automatically.

Heck!

Jian Jia immediately fell asleep on the bed, pretending to be asleep. In her eyes, several Death Eaters pushed open the door and walked straight towards her.

"..."

If you use Iron Man's battle suit at this time, I'm afraid you won't be able to escape.

They use magic to attack, and this kind of physical defense is like a praying mantis blocking an arm.

Jian Jia closed her eyes and held the quilt tightly with her hands. At this moment, the Death Eaters who were gradually approaching did not even have time to say a spell. Suddenly, a song sounded in their minds.The rhythm is fast, and the excitement is as usual, which makes people jump up involuntarily.

"I have a pen, I have an apple

I have a pen and I have an apple.

(Uhh~) Apple-pen!

(Hmm~) Apple pen!

I have a pen, I have pineapple.

i have a pen i have a pineapple

......"

The Death Eaters' nightmare was repeated.

Without exception, all the dark wizards controlled by this song followed the rhythm and took out their wands. No matter how hard they were or what kind of material they used, they were all broken into two pieces.

All of a sudden, the crackling sounds of being snapped continued one after another.

(Uhh~) Pineapple-pen!

(Hmm~) Pineapple pen!

Apple-pen～Pineapple-pen（Uhh～）

Apple Pen~Pineapple Pen (um~)

Pen-Pineapple-Apple-pen!

Pen Pineapple Apple Pen!

Pen-Pineapple-Apple-pen!

Pen Pineapple Apple Pen!

......"

Taking advantage of the time when they were unable to control themselves, Jian Jia took out the battle suit, put it on quickly, and a figure flew out of the window directly!

At this time, she realized the greatest use of the battle suit.

It is simply a sharp weapon for escaping and saving your life!

After Jian Jia flew away, the Aurors who were a few steps behind tracked her.They were readying their wands for a bloody battle, only to see a group of Death Eaters dancing with broken wands.

Very rhythmic and rhythmic.

The Aurors fell silent.

At this time, is it more appropriate to take out your mobile phone and take a few pictures?

……

In the darkness of night, Jian Jia had nowhere to go. She saw a familiar building, hesitated for half a second, and swooped down.

"Whoosh!"

Sleepless in the middle of the night, wearing a blue and white striped pajamas wearing a nicotine patch, Sherlock Holmes was lying on an armchair with his eyes closed, thinking about the details of the case. I am afraid that no one knows how fast his brain is working. how terrible.

"Boom boom boom!"

The glass windows were knocked several times.

He opened his eyes, looked at the window, then strode forward and drew the curtains aside.

"..."

Mr. Detective met the steel shell outside.

Jian Jia chattered for a long time, and it took a long time to realize that the other party couldn't hear her at all, and didn't even know who she was.She was about to take off the helmet, when she saw Sherlock's long and white fingers raised in the dark night, staring at her expressionlessly, and tapped lightly on her head.

Confused Jian Jia: "???"

She didn't get the meaning, but Sherlock's gesture seemed to be - mocking?

The window was pulled open, Jian Jia jumped in smoothly, and took off the helmet: "I'm sorry to disturb you so late, but I seem to have really gotten into trouble. Can you tell me about those guys? They are hunting I."

Sherlock showed a "sure enough" expression.

Jian Jia: I feel despised! (╯‵*′)╯︵┻━┻

"Actually, the name is..."

Halfway through her words, there was another creepy and creepy voice in her mind, and she was getting closer and closer with the other party's movements!

Oops, those people are still looking for her!

Jian Jia looked down the window, and a group of Death Eaters raised their heads and looked in her direction.The indifferent look in her eyes instantly made her hairs stand on end.

"Sherlock." She turned around with a serious expression, "I'm going down to solve it, you can close the window. Don't worry, they can't touch me. I have the same special ability as them."

Sherlock's tone was flat: "Do you want to be brave again?"

"No, it's just that this scene is a bit too weird."

Jian Jia put on the helmet and said lightly, "Let's have breakfast together tomorrow."

Her body was suspended suddenly, and she went to the window, helped draw the curtains, and closed the glass window.Jian Jia, who returned to the ground, suddenly found that among a group of black wizards called Death Eaters, there were people wearing black robes and surrounded by them from a distance.

Is that—

"Voldemort?"

As soon as she finished speaking, the other party paused and turned around slowly.

His true colors were revealed.

However, it is completely different from the dream.

With bloodshot eyes and a nose with only slits left, it looked extremely terrifying.

Jian Jia was taken aback immediately.

what the hell! ! !

She was so frightened that her phantom limbs withered!

When she was stared at by those eyes, she was a little frightened.As the Death Eaters approached slowly, Jian Jia seemed to be surrounded by hungry wolves. She swallowed her dry throat, and her mind was full of bewildered by the huge impact of Voldemort's appearance.

The mage of the family has the handsome and loyal Merlin at least, and she is not to mention the quality of loyalty and justice, even the appearance...

Shanzhai King Arthur Jian Jia expressed that her mood was very complicated.

So the handsome little brother in the dream is really a dream!

"you."

Voldemort walked in front of her step by step, and a hoarse voice sounded: "Are you admitting me?"

Voldemort, who has been immersed in the curse all the year round, understood the relationship one step ahead of Jane Jia.As long as Jian Jia admits, this huge imprisonment will be broken.

Jian Jia shook her head, decisively: "I don't admit it."

She doesn't want such a mage!

Voldemort: "..."

Jian Jia: "..."

Why are you looking at her?She is also very wronged!

At this time, the snake neighed loudly, and the other party was obviously very angry, and suddenly stepped forward quickly to catch Jian Jia!She was stunned for a moment, not knowing what song she played.

A powerful spiritual force erupted.

However, it is not quite right.

The Death Eaters heard a song, and the Aurors who followed followed suit.A burst of rock music made my head numb, and the lyrics hurt people's hearts.

"Handsome is definitely a scumbag and absolutely bad

Good looking must die very fast

The filthy inside under the skin

this is definitely not true love

If you are handsome, you will die quickly

snort!

......"

Unexpectedly, they showed two expressions.One is to clutch his heart in pain and kneel down on the ground.The other is to start crying.

"...who is so ugly and always gets abused

An unspeakable pain filled with grief

Whoever is too ugly is always treated differently

Difficult to open your heart with an open mind

Who is unwilling to be too miserable and can only dress up hard

But because it's too ugly, it's still very ugly

......"

Apparently, the good-looking ones have been fatally attacked, and the unattractive ones...uh...

She didn't know the strength of these wizards, maybe whoever woke up and remembered these details, wouldn't she be finished?Jian Jia shrank her head, and when she was about to leave, she suddenly found that Voldemort was also kneeling on the ground in pain, tightly clutching the clothes on his chest.

Jian Jia suddenly frowned, and pointed at him: "...Don't make trouble, are you hurt?"

She really can't bear this kind of pretense!

Hearing her words, Voldemort's face turned pale suddenly: "...Avada (Death Curse)!"

A green light flashed, Jian Jia's vision blurred, but after the green light hit her body, it bounced off to the side.

She touched the light-colored marks on the armor with lingering fear, thankful that Tony didn't cut corners when manufacturing it.

so far so good……

The next second, her brain suddenly became dizzy, and before Jian Jia could react, she suddenly fell down and passed out.

……

In a coma, Jian Jia continued to dream in a trance, and returned to that scene again.

At this time, she suddenly found that she was surrounded by a group of soldiers with cold and ferocious faces.

The bishop stood beside him and said coldly, "Kill her."

"you dare!"

Jian Jia gritted her teeth and looked left and right. She was too tightly blocked and had no chance to get out.Her bgm has no effect in the dream, and the current situation is dangerous. For some reason, she always has an illusion.

Once killed, I am afraid that this dream will never come out again.

The soldier's spear was pointed at her, sharp and cold.

Danger is imminent.

"Avada!"

A familiar voice suddenly sounded, Jian Jia was taken aback, and saw a group of soldiers fell down in an instant like straw harvested by a sickle, without even having time to scream.

A young man in a black robe walked over with a wand in his hand, his face was pale, but he exuded a great power of deterrence.

Everywhere he looked, there was a quick flick of his wand, and no one was spared.

It was a one-sided massacre.

Until the end, only he and Jian Jia were left standing in the huge place.

"..."

Jian Jia narrowed her eyes: "Voldemort?"

"It's me." The voice of the man with black hair and black eyes was no longer hoarse and dry, but a cool tone between youth and teenager.

He looked at Jian Jia from afar.

Being rescued at this time, Jian Jia's mood is still a little complicated.

"If you guessed right, this is the original appearance of your soul. Why did it become like that?"

Facing her question, Voldemort pursed his lips tightly, his eyes complicated.

After a long time, he closed his eyes abruptly, as if admitting his mistake, his wand lowered feebly, and a sigh escaped from his lips: "It's up to you."

Jian Jia couldn't help being stunned.

"At this moment, are you still willing to believe me?"

She heard this and said, "You..."

Before Jian Jia could speak, at this moment, a light flashed in front of her eyes, and the mage in front of her was gradually disappearing!

"what!"

Voldemort, who seemed to have expected this scene, walked forward quickly, and finally grabbed Jian Jia's hand, as if talking to her, and as if reassuring himself: "I will definitely change everything, and I will definitely not Repeat the same mistakes!"

His body gradually drifted away like flying smoke, and Jian Jia's hand was also loosened.

The Sword in the Stone floated up.

For some reason, Jian Jia understood what it meant.It cried and expressed its grievances, saying that it had made a mistake in positioning or something, so it gave Jian Jia wrong information.

Jian Jia: I want to hit someone :)

In fact, Shi Zhongjian wanted to use this excuse to kill her...

Shi Zhongjian was even more wronged.

The next second, she woke up instantly.

"This is……"

This is a hospital room.

Jian Jia rubbed her temples, sat up tiredly, but saw a man with black hair and gray eyes sitting beside her.

"You passed out."

"Sherlock?"

"I'm Strange, miss. Although that British guy saved you, to be precise, he didn't help much."

"..."

It was only then that Jian Jia realized that Strange was indeed somewhat different from Sherlock, both in appearance and demeanor.However, perhaps because of this appearance, both of them revealed a slightly cold and arrogant appearance.

"It's like this. Time and space have been chaotic. The soul of Voldemort, who was amazing in the 21th century, traveled to the body of the [-]st century. I just sent him back. Losing his soul storage, the current owner is unconscious. Taken away by the Aurors of the Magical Guild."

"what."

It ended so hastily, even before she figured out the specific situation, Jian Jia's mood was indescribably complicated.

"So, Miss Trouble, I can see you everywhere."

While Strange was talking, the sword in the stone, which had been silent for a long time, unexpectedly became excited, and eagerly moved towards Strange's direction.

Jian Jia was surprised.

No way, what does this guy want to do again? This is because she failed to find a mage who was destined for her. Do you want to start a new one?Wait, this guy is an American, don't be so hungry, okay!

Panicked, Jian Jia completely forgot that she was even less qualified.

Sherlock Holmes walked in just at that moment.His eyes met Strange for a moment, and he made no effort to hide his disgust.

Jian Jia couldn't hold back the Sword in the Stone, seeing him was like seeing a savior, her eyes were full of tears, and she blurted out, "Help, Juanjuan!"

"..."

"..."