[Comprehensive] Please call me Miss Holmes

Chapter 59

There was a fog in front of her eyes, and Circe didn't know where it was.

The dewy grass under their feet is still soft, and there are rustling sounds coming from an invisible place, which should be other small animals.The mist is also a fresh smell, where can there be such a place in London.

Circe didn't know how long he had been standing here, but unexpectedly he didn't feel tired, just a little bored.So she took a few steps forward, and with her movements, the mist gradually dissipated, and a tree appeared in front of her, a birch tree, and a tombstone under the tree.

Circe suddenly understood that this was where she was buried.This is her dream.

The dream didn't end there, the fog was still clearing, and the surrounding scene became clearer, and then Circe saw something different for the first time, and now not far from her tombstone, there was another piece that looked like Xinli Stele soon.Circe took a few steps forward, wanting to see what was written on the stele. The next second, the picture in front of him began to fade away. Circe suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from the dream.

This is the third time this month that I have had the same dream.

Circe dropped out of Hogwarts very smoothly. The biggest difference between voluntary withdrawal and graduation is not whether to take an exam, but the right of the former to agree or not rests with Dumbledore alone, whether it is the Ministry of Magic or the Council. Either way, they can't control the school's students dropping out of school.

Circe also successfully entered the school council, which represented Malfoy's expulsion and the establishment of the Hogwarts Emergency Response Committee.Of course, for another person, there may be other meanings, such as:

"Good morning, Harry," Circe said, pushing open the door, greeting the person who lived across the street from her, who had also just woken up.

Yes, Harry Potter.The Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry holiday is here, but for some reason Dumbledore entrusts Harry to her care, so Harry is now staying at Holmes' house, in the guest room opposite Circe's bedroom.

And "Good morning, Miss Holmes! Good morning, Harry!" The talking elf Dobby in front of him, God knows how Harry brought it here from the Malfoy house.When Harry moved to Holmes' house, Dobby followed him.

A group of people went downstairs, Harry was a little cautious here, he hadn't lived in a girl's house yet!Well, except for the Weasleys, where he slept with Ron.

The Holmes and his wife were already sitting at the dining table. Mycroft was not there, and he probably went to work early in the morning.There is also a guest who came here by himself, Anthony. His mother, Ms. Lawrence, transferred Anthony to the United States because she inherited her parents' company in the United States. Now Anthony is back for vacation.Although it is still easy to see his difference, the situation is much better. At least Anthony knocked on the door and came in by himself when he came to visit today!

After breakfast, Circe looked at the two children in front of him, "I'm going to Baker Street later, should Harry go with me or stay at home?" There are only two choices, staying at home is protected by an enchantment , not to mention following her.

"I'll follow you!" Harry was a little embarrassed, asking girls to protect him or something!But he really can't beat Circe.

Get one, and another, "Anthony, what about you?"

Anthony is now a handsome little guy. He tugged at the corner of Circe's clothes and firmly expressed his intention.So, in the end, there were three children in the taxi.

This was Circe's first visit to Baker Street, and Mycroft said Sherlock had found a roommate to save the rent.Three prim little ones rang the doorbell, and the door was soon answered, a kind lady.

"Good morning, little ones, what can you do?" Mrs. Hudson said kindly,

Circe thought of herself as a grown-up, but she never thought of herself as a child. "I came to see my brother and he said he lives here."

"Oh, brother," laughed Mrs. Hudson, opening the door, and leading them upstairs, where she served the little ones juice and biscuits. "They just helped the police solve a big case yesterday, and they haven't woken up yet! Wait here, I'll go upstairs and wake him up." Hudson put down the plate and walked to the third floor, taking two steps as if remembering What is it, someone added: "There are some strange lightning protection items in the refrigerator, don't open them! Children will be frightened."

The three little ones nodded obediently.

Not long after, a voice came from upstairs, "Brothers and sisters, no! I only have one older sister, and there is no one else in the family." While talking, the person came down.As soon as the two parties met, they both turned to look at Mrs. Hudson.

Circe: "He's not my brother, my brother is taller and handsomer than him."

Watson: "..." I was shot while lying down!

"Cersi!!!" The door next to her opened, and Sherlock rushed over excitedly, picked up his little sister, and as expected, the sneak attack failed. "I haven't let me hold you since you went to school," Sherlock said angrily, "but Mycroft said he did hold you once a few days ago."

Circe: "No, you've been lied to."

The siblings chatted happily (?), and the person next to him opened his mouth wide, looking in disbelief.

Watson: At this time, that arrogant Sherlock who claims to be anti-social personality! ! !

Mrs. Hudson: The one in front of me who is taking off the coat for his little sister is that lifeless Sherlock who even wants to ask someone to bring him a glass of water! ! !

Harry and Anthony, well, they're pretty normal, and Circe is still blank, unable to see anything.

After a while of excitement, mainly Sherlock was excited alone, and then he realized that he was still in his pajamas, and quickly went back to his room to change.Mrs. Hudson kindly reminded that Sherlock can not change his clothes for a whole day when he usually does not go out.

"Mrs. Hudson!!!" Sherlock protested from the bedroom,

"Okay, okay! Let's not talk!" Mrs. Hudson collected the dishes and went downstairs.

There is only one adult left in this seemingly living room, John Watson.

"So, you are now my brother's assistant. A doctor, oh! A military doctor." Watson saw Sherlock's little sister sitting on the sofa and staring at him, thinking silently, here it comes , Sherlock Holmes-style greetings.

"What stupid thing did Sherlock do last night? It forced you to the point of shooting. Why are there pills? Does this case have anything to do with pills?"

Watson was stunned! ! !Regardless of other things, he first asked: "This is also a deductive method!!!"

The little girl in front of her eyes showed contempt, "How is it possible? Sherlock's deductive method can't do this. I have my own method. Right! Sherlock."

As soon as Watson turned his head, he saw that Sherlock had changed his clothes and came out.But Sister Sherlock didn't stop talking!

"You actually chose! There are so many good ways you don't use, but you actually chose the pill obediently to prove that you are smart? There are always contingencies. What will you do if Dr. Watson doesn't arrive in time?"

Sherlock curled his lips, "Mycroft said it yesterday."

Circe sat on the sofa and thought about it for a while, "Let's do this! Starting tomorrow, I will come here every day."

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