[Comprehensive British and American] Go, Pikachu!

"Uh, hello?" A young woman opened the door. Dumbledore frowned suspiciously. Is it someone from the Dursley family?

Seeing a few people in "outlandish clothes" standing at the door, Anthea did not show any surprised expression, but stretched out her hand to invite them in with a polite smile, "Please come in."

The matter was urgent, so they came over without changing the wizard robes. Dumbledore and the others looked at each other and walked in behind Anthea.

There were only three men in the room. Snape frowned and looked around. When the Dursleys moved out, except for some valuables, they didn't take away the rest. After all, McCaw The husband prepared a complete set of things for them, so now there are still traces of life everywhere, and there are baby cloth bags that have been replaced on the sofa.

"Hello!" Mycroft smiled at the foreheads of several people.

"Excuse me, is this the Dursleys?" Dumbledore asked Mycroft after looking at a few people.

"It used to be, but now I have bought this place." Mycroft nodded and said.

"Where did the Dursleys go?" Snape said in a deep voice.

"Do you have anything to do with them?" Mycroft did not answer clearly, but went on to say, "If it is about asking about the baby, I think I can answer it for you."

Hearing this unexpectedly, Dumbledore and the others looked at each other, and they all saw doubts in each other's eyes. Snape had a cold face, already holding the wand in his hand, and said in a cold voice, "Who the hell are you? "

"Calm down, Snape." Newt said in a low voice, holding Snape's arm holding the wand, Lucius, who came along with him, just twirled the ring on his hand at the end without any expression , only raised his eyes slightly when Mycroft mentioned the baby and glanced at him.

"I'm just an ordinary person, with no malice." Mycroft raised his hands to signal his harmlessness, and said at the same time, "I believe you can also see it."

"He's a real man, Snape," said Dumbledore.

"Heh, a Muggle." Lucius at the back squinted his eyes, sneered inexplicably, and then touched his wand.

"Muggle? Is that what wizards call ordinary people?" Sherlock stepped forward and looked at Dumbledore and the others.

"It doesn't sound like a very good title..." Watson said, rubbing his chin.

"You know wizards?" Snape and Newt said, looking at each other.

"Sit down and talk?" Mycroft pointed to the sofa opposite him with a smile and said without answering directly.

Dumbledore took off his glasses and wiped them, then put them on again, "Oh, how about some honey black tea?" He said as he walked to sit opposite Mycroft, "Come on, children." Bullido greeted Snape and others.

"Don't use such a disgusting name." Snape said disgustedly, and sat aside, and then Newt also sat down, only Lucius frowned and looked at the somewhat messy sofa with disgust, stretched He waved his wand.

Seeing that all the things on the sofa flew to their proper places automatically, Lucius sat down after it became tidy.

"Wow!" Watson exclaimed in surprise, "This method saves trouble!"

If he has this ability, the next time Sherlock misplaces things, he doesn't have to clean them up, he just needs to wave it, how convenient!Watson looked at Lucius with some envy.

Lucius obviously took advantage of Watson's gaze, sitting gracefully on the sofa, in stark contrast to Newt's casual sitting posture beside him.

"Anthea, bring some honey black tea here, remember to add more sugar to this gentleman, no, let's bring a bag of sugar." Mycroft looked at Dumbledore and said, and then looked at the others, " Do you guys want something to drink?"

"Water is fine," Newt said, smiling at Mycroft.

"Anything" Snape looked at Mycroft in surprise when he heard about taking a bag of candy.

"There's nothing here for me to drink." Lucius raised his chin slightly and said.

Mycroft nodded with a smile, and told Anthea to prepare.

"Now you can talk about it." Lucius looked at Mycroft with the reservedness typical of nobles.

Before McCoff spoke, Sherlock looked at Lucius excitedly and said, "Oh, an arrogant and cunning wizard noble?"

Sherlock looked at Lucius with great interest and said, "You are different from them." He pointed to the three of Dumbledore.

"You have wealth, family background, obviously a prominent status, and you like to dominate everything, but you have to submit to others. This person is very threatening to you. Now your posture is relaxed, but there is a sense of urgency in your eyes. Obviously, this person before The person who threatened you has disappeared or died, but now the situation has changed again, beyond your expectations, you are afraid or nervous..."

"You still have a child, and you love him more than anything, so you don't want to..."

"Sherlock!" Watson suddenly slapped Sherlock, signaling him to stop talking. Didn't you see that man wanted to give you a magic trick? !

At first Lucius was still listening to Sherlock's first words indifferently, but the more Sherlock spoke, the uglier his face became, and the hand holding the wand became tighter and tighter, until Sherlock asked When it came to his little dragon, Lucius' wand was already raised, trying to give him a look.

Fortunately, Watson saw it with a wink, and directly cut off Sherlock's words, so that no "tragedy" happened

Even so, Lucius' face was ugly as hell, he gritted his teeth and said in a voice that seemed to be squeezed out, "Dumbledore, are you sure this man is really a Muggle?!" Why do you understand him? Condition?He even told his son!

Dumbledore pushed the slipped glasses in surprise, and looked at Sherlock carefully again, "I'm sure, Mr. Malfoy, he is really..." Before he finished speaking, Sherlock was curious and excited His gaze turned to Dumbledore again.

"It seems that you are very trusted by them. Are you the leader among the wizards?" Sherlock couldn't restrain his excitement, "Oh, yes, a highly respected leader, wise and powerful, but your feelings There are problems in terms of emotional frustration, have you been hurt by love, no, have you turned against your lover, although you are still in love with him, oh, a male lover." Sherlock looked at Dumbledore and raised his eyebrows and said arrive.

"Ahem..." Newt on the side couldn't help coughing when he heard Sherlock talk about male lovers. For some reason, when he heard about male lovers, the first thing he thought of was Guy. Lett Grindelwald  …

Dumbledore: "..."

Pushing up the glasses again unsteadily, Dumbledore was not sure if Sherlock was an ordinary person...

Watson covered his eyes with a headache, Sherlock, if you don't stop, it's time for the wizard opposite to pick up his wand...

Snape had listened to it as if he had nothing to do with himself, and took a sip of the coffee Anthea brought with him, but after putting down the coffee, he saw that curly-haired gaze turned to him...

"..." Snape.

"You are the most emotionally complex person in this group. After entering this room, you have peeked at these baby products many times."

Sherlock picked up a feeding bottle placed beside him and said, "Obviously you have complicated feelings for the child who lived in this house, not Dursley's child, but the one who was adopted. What is his relationship with you? You Caring about him but loathing his existence, as if his existence is both salvation and torture to you..."

Hearing this, Snape also had a dark face like Lucius just now, clenched the wand in his hand, and it seemed that he also wanted to show Sherlock a magic trick.

Sherlock threw the bottle aside and said, "But you're looking at the wrong place, what you're looking at is used by that Dursley child." It means that the emotional placement is wrong.

Snape:  …

Don't let anyone stop me, I must give this Muggle a sneaky look. At this time, Snape's heart was fluctuating violently, but he didn't show it at all on his face. He could only see from his clenched hands You can see it a little bit.

"You..." Sherlock then looked at Newt, and before he could say anything, Watson threw himself on him and covered his mouth.

"Sherlock! Save your life!" Watson yelled as he leaned on Sherlock.

Snape & Lucius: Huh

Dumbledore put a few more spoonfuls of sugar in the honey black tea to calm himself down...

"Hmm! Watson!" Sherlock finally broke away Watson's hand and said, "Just a mild social phobia and obsessed animal lover, I didn't want to say anything!"

Newt: "..." nodded, he was right...

Watson: Don't you think you didn't say anything!

Sherlock finally stopped talking, but the atmosphere also fell silent. Watson looked at the four wizards opposite, and always felt that two of them were thinking about how to teach Sherlock a lesson...

"Cough!" Mycroft coughed, broke the silence, reached for the document Anthea handed over, put it on the coffee table, and pushed it in front of Dumbledore and the others.

"Please take a look. It's the certificate of changing the child's guardian. It's a formal legal procedure. I'm not talented. I also hold a small official position in a government agency. The person who adopted the child is my friend, so in I'm the guarantor here."

Dumbledore picked up the file, opened it, and looked at it carefully.

"Principal?" Newt saw that the more Dumbledore looked at the document, the more serious his face became, and he couldn't help asking in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Look..." Dumbledore handed the document to the three of Newt.

The legal procedure for changing the guardian is written on the document. Unless the current guardian is voluntary, it is impossible for everyone, including the original guardian, to get the child back.

Snape turned the document to the last page, where it was signed by Dursley and the current guardian...

"Tony Stark?!!" Newt suddenly widened his eyes and said, "How could it be him?"

"Do you know?"

"You know him?"

Mycroft and Dumbledore asked at the same time.

"This...I know it. Tony Stark is very popular in the United States. He is a billionaire and a superhero. I don't know him very well, but I have a good relationship with Lance. Uh, he is also a vengeful man. I mean his elves are really amazing, very..." Newt said as he was about to abduct Lance's elves, and slowly walked over to several people. He rubbed his nose under his gaze and silenced.

"I didn't expect you to be the wizard that Lance knew." Mycroft nodded and said, "Yes, that child was adopted by my friend. Lance is also one of the guardians, their common son."

"Common... son?" Newt didn't understand what he meant.

"It's a son adopted by two men together, a family, literally." Sherlock looked at him with arms crossed.

"Lance and Stark..." It's this kind of relationship, Newt suddenly thought.

"The Avengers?" Lucius frowned, obviously not knowing what kind of organization this was. Long-term stay in the wizarding world blocked the news of wizards, especially the nobles who had high self-esteem, even disdain to know the news of Muggles.

"Let's go to America." Snape didn't care what the Avengers were, he just wanted to find Harry Potter now, and he was about to stand up and leave, but was stopped by Mycroft.

"Since this gentleman knows that Tony Stark belongs to the Avengers, he should also know their speciality." McCoff said with a smile, looking at Newt.

Newt nodded to Dumbledore and the others.

Then, under the signal of Mycroft, Snape and Dumbledore looked at each other, and had to hold back and listen to Mycroft tell them the pros and cons of their relationship.

The general idea is how powerful the Avengers are and how many aliens one person can fight. Tony Stark really wants to adopt this child. It is impossible to see the child, so do you want to cooperate or something...

Snape always felt that Mycroft and the others had other purposes, so when he said that, Snape sneered and said, "Newt knows them."

McCoff raised his eyebrows calmly and did not speak.

"Bring Harry Potter back directly!" Lucius said, tapping the wand in his hand.

Newt whispered from the side, "We can't beat them..." It's definitely not possible to bring them back directly. If they come to the door...the wizarding world may be in chaos...

"Anyway, we're going to America first, Newt, and I might trouble you," Dumbledore said.

"Then, if you don't succeed, you are welcome to come here to find me, Mycroft Holmes, my name." McCoff said to Dumbledore, holding out his hand.

"Albus Dumbledore." Dumbledore reached out and shook Mycroft's hand.

After the wizards left, Sherlock folded his arms and said in boredom, "When do you think they will come back, a bunch of stupid wizards, tsk tsk..." Sherlock shook his head.

Mycroft took a sip of tea calmly, "That depends on how fast Stark moves..."

Watson glanced at Mycroft, and crossed himself to those wizards, amen...

The author has something to say: Tony: called dad Anthony: dddddd Lance: called dad Anthony: papa