[Comprehensive] Please call me Miss Holmes

By the time the wizards found their own magical powers waning, it was irreparable.

The land that provided them with power has been devastated, and the magic power that was flooding is getting weaker and weaker. The wizards who lost their source of power finally began to face up to the world they used to dismiss.

At this time, someone found a prophecy left by the great Amersea: "...a world is born from another world, it cannot be separated, it cannot be approached, otherwise there will be a destroy."

This is only the second half of the prophecy, the first half was torn off by someone, but the terrified wizards desperately needed hope, and they deliberately ignored the fact that the prophecy was incomplete.

At that time, the ten most outstanding witches in the world-distributed in Egypt, Babylon, Persia, Libya, Greece and other places, gathered in the Sharisbury Plain on the British Isle. They moved huge stones, formed a circle, and used As a sacrifice of life, a large spell was cast, trying to isolate the Sharisbury Plain from the real world and create a new world-the wizarding world.

But they were only half successful. Someone acted as a traitor and provided information to those wizards who did not agree with this method. After many obstacles, they only separated a part of the Sharisbury Plain.The betrayed witch was Cassandra Trelawney, and she was cursed by her companions: "No one will believe any prophecy made by Trelawney." Then Cassandra was imprisoned in a volcano bottom of.

"I finally waited for you!" Cassandra, who was in shackles, spoke to the void. Her guards thought she was going crazy again, and no one noticed Circe floating in the void.

Circe always thought it was just a dream. Recently, she had been thinking about the existence of the wizarding world, and ended up having this dream at night—a group of crazy wizards doing ridiculous things in order to survive.She always thought that she was a bystander, but now, seeing those extremely calm eyes, she was not sure.

"Are you talking about me?" Circe pointed at herself suspiciously, "Isn't this a dream?"

"My teacher's name is Lilith, do you remember her! Lin Cannon's daughter, your niece." Cassandra did not answer her question, but said to herself, "She has been She was looking for a way to revive you, until she found a diary, the owner of which is Anmerthia. After the death of the gods, Anmerthia, who was cursed by the gods, finally found peace. In that diary On the last page, she wrote: To get rid of immortality, I have to pay the price, but even so, I am willing. Be yourself, Circe!"

After Cassandra finished speaking, she lowered her head, unable to see her expression clearly.As for Circe, Circe is messed up in the wind, okay?

After a while, Circe recovered her voice stiffly, "You mean I am that Anmer Seya?"

"Haven't you figured it out? Why did Gagamemnon think your blood could make the potion of immortality, because it once received this power from the gods. When you are about to die as Circe, Linkanon will be from Gagamemnon You drank the semi-finished medicine from Memnon, so you appear now, right?"

"Then what do you want? You should know that the era I live in is far in the future. I can't save you." Even though Circe felt that this speculation was unreliable, a series of things happened like Laugh at her past.

"You have to remember that prophecy, the prophecy about the whereabouts of the wizarding world, no one else in this world knows about it except you." Cassandra seemed helpless and mocking, and finally turned into a wry smile, "All Everything was a mistake..."

"Cersi...Cersi...wake up!" A gentle voice came from next to her ear, Circe struggled desperately from the dream, and finally found her way back.

"Cersi, come down quickly, you forgot! School starts today, wash up and come down for breakfast, don't be late on the first day." Alina downstairs was still rambling, but Circe was once again thinking that she could come here feel happy.By the way, what was the last sentence of Cassandra in the dream, "It seems that I want to help take care of someone, who is it? Oh! I can't remember. Never mind, let's see when the time comes!" Circe I thought irresponsibly while brushing my teeth.

King's Cross station was crowded with people, and it was the beginning of the school season. There were adults and children with luggage everywhere. The Holmes family blended in perfectly, without being obtrusive at all.Compared with them, the other family was not far behind, a short and fat woman with a combination of four fiery red-haired boys and one fiery red-haired girl.The boys each pushed a suitcase—and an owl was kept in a cage on top of the suitcase.They stopped arguing between platforms 9 and 10.At this time, another boy came this way. There was a lightning-shaped scar on his head, and Circe could feel an uncomfortable power lurking in it.

While the red-haired family group was talking to the scar boy, Circe hurriedly bid farewell to his parents, and the hard-working Sherlock couldn't laugh at the busy Mycroft. He received an admission letter from Oxford University, I'm afraid I'm staying at school right now!

Circe turned her head for the last time, and walked into the walls of platforms 9 and 10 without hesitation, knowing that she had to walk alone for the rest of the way.

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