[Comprehensive English and American] The years I opened a grocery store in Queens

Before the Quidditch match, Isabella was still immersed in the conversation between Professor McGonagall and Mr. Neville that she heard last night. What does it mean "will she think she is just an ordinary Muggle?"

Isn't she just an ordinary Muggle?

Ziwei poked Isabella's arm: "What are you thinking? The game is about to start."

The "Quidditch" court was full of spectators, and they all eagerly called out the names of the teams they supported. Some wizards even held up posters of the players they supported, and Isabella also saw her own.

Who made a poster of her eating a turkey leg?This is very detrimental to the image!

As soon as senior Harry of the opposing team came out, there were deafening cheers. In order to support Senior Harry, senior Ron, who was not on the field, used a CD called "wewillrockyou" that he exchanged from Isabella yesterday. Disc, Senior Hermione sat a little further away from him with a very awkward smile.

The game has officially started. The narrators of this alumni version of the "Quidditch" game are professional narrator Lee Jordan and "Quidditch" tenth-level enthusiast Professor McGonagall. Harry and Isabella are the players of their respective teams. Seeker.

In the "Quidditch" game, the flying broom is very important. Harry and Isabella use the new fire broom, so there is no difference in the equipment. To win, you must rely on excellent broomsticks. Technology.

Lee Jordan said in his usual excited tone: "The game was very exciting from the beginning. We can see that both pairs of seekers are trying to find the 'Golden Snitch'."

The 'Golden Snitch' is really a naughty ball, it flies too fast and it is difficult to be caught, so whichever team catches the 'Golden Snitch' first will add 150 points and directly win the game.

Harry obviously didn't mean to give way to Isabella. Even though the opponent was a school girl a few years younger than him, trying his best to compete was the greatest respect for his opponent.

"Beware, Isabella!"

Hearing the loud reminder from her teammates, Isabella rode up on a broom and avoided the Bruzzo ball hit by the opponent. The Bruzzo ball knocked down the opponent player who had no time to react, and cheers erupted in the audience seats.

The game has been deadlocked for a long time, and the scores of the two teams have not widened the gap. This also made the audience's mood hang on the "Golden Snitch". The "Golden Snitch" flew past Isabella's eyes several times. She Unable to catch it, she and senior Harry on the opposite side also chased along the trajectory of the "Golden Snitch", avoiding all kinds of interference from opponents along the way.

The "Golden Snitch" seemed to be playing a game with the Seekers. It obviously almost fell into their hands, and then slipped away at a very fast speed. "Golden Snitch".

"The flying speed of the two teams is just amazing, we can hardly even see them clearly, now the scores of the two teams are evenly matched, we can now see Isabella let go of the broom hands and catch the 'golden snitch ’, but she still maintained a very fast pace.”

"Harry is worthy of being an excellent player at Hogwarts, he is like a winged eagle chasing its prey."

Isabella rounded a corner, the "Golden Snitch" was not far in front of her eyes, and senior Harry on the opposite side also approached the "Golden Snitch" at the fastest speed. The hearts of the audience were in their throats, and they even forgot to make a sound, welcoming the final result of the game with an unexpectedly quiet and nervous way.

Isabella closed her eyes and grabbed it vigorously, and finally captured the "Golden Snitch" ahead of Harry, and the "Golden Snitch" showed two pairs of small wings in her hand.

The game was over, and the impression of the audience was still briefly on the scene of Isabella stretching her hand to grab the ball just now, but she didn't react. The song disc on the field had been changed from "wewillrockyou" to "wearethechampion". After a few seconds of silence, There was a deafening cheer.

After the game ended, Isabella collapsed directly on the field, and the cheers of the people around her merged into a picture in her mind. After the fierce battle just now, all the muscles in her body were sore, but there was no pain in her body. Sweat a little.

In the end, it was Senior Harry who pulled her up from the ground. He had a smile on his face, and he didn't look upset at all because he lost the game.

"Good job, Junior Isabella!"

Isabella shook his hand shyly, and saw some funny graffiti on Harry's suit.

Harry noticed Isabella's gaze, and introduced to her generously: "This is the work of my second son, Albus."

Isabella remembered that the second child of Senior Harry and Senior Ginny, Albus Severus Potter, the little guy named after the two headmasters of Hogwarts, was almost three years old .

Isabella, who saw the graffiti, suddenly had an idea in her mind: I knew that the logo of the grocery store should be drawn on the competition uniform.

The celebration day officially came to an end in the afternoon of the second day. Isabella declined Senior Hermione's invitation, and she wanted to return to Queens to take care of the store.

It is written in "The Way to Success of a Grocery Store": The most important thing in doing business is perseverance, and one day of closing may lose [-]% of the customer flow.

She has been out of business for nearly three days!

Hogwarts' magical magnetic field shielded all electronic communication devices, so when Isabella left Hogwarts, she saw a new message on her phone.

The letter said: Please make a human () skin () mask and send it to 221B Baker Street, London, UK, in a secret package, and the deliveryman must personally deliver it to Sherlock Holmes.

Since the customer stated that he wanted a human () skin () mask, he also mentioned the precautions, but did not specify the specific requirements, which gave Isabella some headaches, but fortunately Isabella is in London now, and she can Visit him personally.

Isabella came to 221B Baker Street according to the address provided in the information, pressed the doorbell, and stood waiting outside the door. She keenly heard the hurried steps coming from inside.

It was Mrs. Hudson, the landlady, who opened the door. Her sunken eye sockets indicated that she was an elderly lady, but she was still well dressed and wore delicate lipstick.

Mrs. Hudson looked at Isabella curiously. The girl in front of her was not very old, her red hair was shrouded in the evening light, and her skin was as white as paper.

"God, have you never been in the sun?" Mrs. Hudson assured her that she was the fairest girl she had ever seen.

"Being less exposed to the sun," replied Isabella, who did not like the sun. "Is there a Mr. Holmes here?"

"You looking for him?"

Isabella nodded.

Mrs. Hudson let her in: "He's upstairs, go up, poor boy."

Isabella thanked Mrs. Hudson, but she didn't know why Mrs. Hudson called her "poor child?"

When Mrs. Hudson saw Isabella going upstairs, she sighed inwardly. This beautiful red-haired girl did not know what kind of problem she had encountered...

Apparently, Mrs. Hudson mistook Isabella for someone who was in trouble at home, so she came to Sherlock to help with the case.

Isabella came to the second floor, knocked on the door, with a standard business smile, it is very important to make a good impression on customers.

The man who opened the door was not tall, with sideburns, and looked very friendly. He seemed to be a good-tempered guest.

"Hello, Mr. Sherlock Holmes."

The man corrected Isabella's greeting: "I am not Mr. Holmes. My name is John H. Watson."

"Excuse me, but does Mr. Holmes live here?"

Watson nodded, and shouted to the back room, "Sherlock, I'm looking for you."

Then, a very standard British gentleman came out of the room. He was wearing a long windbreaker, with curly hair, and he was almost a head taller than Watson next to him.

He looked at Isabella, and before she could introduce herself, he said to her, "Come in with me."

Watson couldn't figure out what was going on, did Sherlock have any news from this lady that he couldn't listen to?

Isabella followed Sherlock to the study. There were many holes in the wall of the study.

"You come from that witch's grocery store?" Although it was a questioning sentence, his tone was full of affirmation.

Ladies in trouble came to him on weekdays, invariably with a sad face, and the red-haired lady had that usual, official smile on his face that Jack bought cigarettes on the street corner. I've seen it many times on the Internet, and before contacting him, he did contact the Witch's Grocery Store, ordered a ticket, and reminded to pack it secretly, and deliver it to him in person, while she was carrying a handbag, the color of which was the color of the handbag. Deep black, as he wanted it to be, so there was no doubt that this lady was from there.

However, the time of receiving the goods was much earlier than he expected. He once calculated that it would take five to eight days to make a human () skin () mask, and it would take at least five days to transport it from Queens, New York to Beckett Street. Five days, so it will take ten days at the earliest for him to receive the goods.

"Yes, I am Isabella, the owner of the witch's grocery store. We have received your product request. You need a human (()) skin () mask, but you forgot to indicate what kind of human ( ) leather () mask."

Isabella had no idea that what she said just now stepped on Sherlock's restricted area. Sherlock Holmes never had the word "forget" in his life. Make a human ()skin () mask that is completely satisfactory to him, so it doesn't make any difference in his opinion, he just needs to know what the material of the human ()skin () mask is, and then make it himself make.

"So you didn't bring the human( ) skin( ) mask."

"Yes sir, please tell me what you want, I will make products that satisfy you."

Sherlock succinctly picks on Isabella's wording. This lady uses the singular "I" instead of the plural "we", which means that she is the main person in charge of the production process. Since this is the case, He no longer needed the human () skin () mask from the general store—the red-haired lady's hands were white and delicate, not the hands of a craftsman at all.

"I don't need your human( )skin( ) mask anymore."

Isabella felt that this curly-haired man was playing tricks on her. Is it so difficult to do business in the Muggle world these days? Why are they all so unreasonable?

Isabella made the last struggle: "But sir, you haven't made your request yet..."

"Can you make a human () skin () mask that is exactly the same as my appearance?"

Isabella breathed a sigh of relief, she thought it was a high standard requirement.

Isabella replied with a standard smile that annoyed Sherlock: "No problem, sir."

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