Get out of the way, Tiga is getting bigger [Comprehensive British and American]

Finally, after dealing with the sudden incident, it was almost one o'clock in the afternoon, and a group of people felt their stomachs growling with hunger.

Mrs. Hudson immediately went to make a meal delivery call consciously.

Now only Strange, Winter Soldier, Steve and An Chunzhi were left in the living room.Oh, and there is also the little white cat in the corner who is competing with himself.There is no way, Snape still has class, and he went back after watching Steve's emphasis on ownership.

Sherlock was also moved back to his bedroom bed by Watson, and he was already awake - he was not feeling well, with a broken nose and a dislocated arm.When An Chunzhi went in to see him, the big detective could only fall pitifully on the pillow and hum in a low voice, his curly hair was drooping, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, his eyes kept looking tentatively at Watson with a stern face beside him, and he finally learned to be good. up.

This made An Chunzhi, who was about to check his injury, feel lingering fear, and didn't dare to talk to Watson.

Sure enough, honest people die when they get angry.

"You have to bear it for now, Sherlock." An Chunzhi said sympathetically, "My energy was all used up just now, and I can restore it to help you heal tomorrow. Severus will use the healing spell, but his class is full this afternoon. There is still a night patrol at night, and it is estimated that we will come here tomorrow.”

"It's the pain that makes the memory long." Watson said with lingering anger.

Sherlock uttered a syllable from his throat indistinctly, half regret and half resignation, and there seemed to be a bit of natural childish coquettishness in his voice.But now Watson, who was stared at by him, still had a cold face, and he wiped his face with a towel very vigorously, seemingly indifferent.

"Cough." An Chunzhi felt that even so, the pair seemed to be blinking at him, so he couldn't help but cleared his throat, "Go ahead. I have to go out before dinner——Mr. Watson, what do you have? Any good vet recommendations?"

"What's wrong with the little white cat?" Sherlock raised his head sharply from the pillow, as if the bridge of his nose didn't hurt anymore.

"It may be in heat. Yesterday, Steve and I discussed going to the veterinarian. We encountered your plane crash in the evening. In order to catch up with this morning to slap your face—uh, see your brother this morning. , let go of this matter first." An Chunzhi quickly changed his words.

"There is a veterinary hospital near the clinic I was in. It is quite large and has a good reputation." Watson got up, rummaged through the cabinet in the room for a while, and found a business card that was not very carefully preserved, and handed it to the doctor. An Chunzhi.

"Thank you so much." An Chunzhi thanked gratefully, went back to the living room and walked up to Steve, Strange, the Winter Soldier and the little white cat, and was about to go out.

There's no way, it's not that he insists on mobilizing teachers, it's that everyone wants to go.Who told him that all these superheroes he knew were cat pies?

When everyone went downstairs and passed by the small living room on the first floor, Mrs. Hudson also stood up and asked in concern, "Aren't you going after dinner? The delivery man is almost here."

"Because the cat seemed to be in heat before, if you want to have surgery, it seems that you can't eat before the surgery. So it's better to go as soon as possible, and ask first." An Chunzhi explained again.

The little white cat has been in a restless state for some time, and the vet visit really can't be delayed any longer.

During the days when An Chunzhi left, Steve and Strange were busy dealing with monsters, so it was the Winter Soldier who took care of the little white cat.So when they were questioned by the doctor in the veterinary hospital, all three of them looked blank.

Only the Winter Soldier explained the symptoms of the little white cat and the specific abnormal time in an orderly manner.

"Its estrus is over. If you don't want kittens, you'd better have it neutered. It will also make the cat healthier. What do you think?" The doctor took a few notes, and then asked the Winter Soldier.

"I——I'm not Sira's master." The Winter Soldier was a little caught off guard, a look of shock flashed across his cold face, and he pursed his lips helplessly.It seemed that the cute bun face was even more aggrieved - as pitiful and cute as the little white cat squatting on the observation platform.

The action recorded by the doctor stopped, and he looked up suspiciously at the four men in front of him: "Then who is the owner of the cat?"

An Chunzhi raised her hand guiltily, almost not daring to see a doctor: "...it's me."

He is not very responsible as the master.After all, Sherlock and Strange always like to grab the attention of the cat owner, and the little white cat will take the initiative to run to An Chunzhi's side to be petted when he is taking a nap or eating.

It can be seen that the little white cat knows very well who saved it at the beginning and brought it back.But An Chunzhi focused more on the monster and Steve.

Thinking of this, An Chunzhi felt even more guilty.

"Then let it be neutered. It's good for its health. We are always very busy. If it is possible to raise a litter of kittens in the future, we will definitely not take good care of it." He made a decision.

The doctor explained some precautions in detail, such as fasting for eight hours and water for three hours before the operation. If it is inconvenient, you can also come to the surgery.

"Surgery at home. Fasting starts today, and we can have surgery tomorrow. Our temporary residence is not far from here." An Chunzhi glanced at the restless little white cat, and asked with some confusion, "Also, Who will perform the surgery then?"

The doctor took a special look at An Chunzhi, seeming to understand what he said, and finally answered with a smile on his face: "Don't worry, another doctor will go there tomorrow."

Steve, the Winter Soldier and Doctor Strange were all puzzled by this sentence, but An Chunzhi's expression softened a lot.As if he was thinking about something, he stood up with a smile and thanked him: "Then I'll leave it to you."

A group of four left the office with the cat in their arms and went to the payment window.As soon as Steve left the doctor's sight, he asked curiously, "Ann, why did you ask another doctor to perform the operation?"

"Well... I've read about the neutering of cats and dogs on the Internet before, anyway, as long as the little white cat has never seen the doctor who performed the operation on it." An Chunzhi replied tactfully, looking from the eyes in front of him The evaluations of the three men were scanned one by one, and they muttered excitedly,

"Tomorrow we still need to make a plan, let me think about it... When the time comes, let Steve and Watson cooperate with me?"

"What plan?" Steve asked again.All three of them looked confused and even more at a loss.The little white cat also squatted on Steve's shoulder innocently and blankly. The four faces with exactly the same expression matched each other quite nicely.

"……Is such that."

An Chunzhi smiled, and began to elaborate on his important plans for tomorrow.

……

After Snape returned to Hogwarts, he was busy all afternoon and one night, and the next morning was also full of classes.Those careless boys were bluffing, their eyes were like white, and they could blow up their own cauldron if they didn't look at them for a while.Taking Slytherin and Gryffindor classes is especially painful, and each time is no less than a battle.

Snape rubbed the space between his brows wearily, and strode back to his office.

Good thing he's handed in his resignation letter, and as long as the new Potions Professor takes office, he'll be free of these brats for good.

The thought of seeing Ann for the rest of the afternoon and evening filled Snape's mood, which had been so depressing from being tortured by the students.He tried his best to adjust his complexion and expression, straightened the folds of the robe on his body, took out a bottle of potion from the cupboard, carefully placed it in the inner pocket of the robe, and then stepped into the fireplace with confidence.

—Snape was to travel through the fireplace to Diagon Alley and then Apparate to Baker Street.

The explosion sounded, and the black-robed man had just habitually stood firm in the living room on the second floor of house 221b, but the next second he suddenly realized that something was wrong with his surroundings——

"Let me go! Let me go!" The black-haired young man struggled angrily, and was pinned down on the sofa by two men in white coats.The two strangers wore masks and glasses on their faces, and hats on their heads, which were tightly covered, obviously coming prepared.

And the third person in a white coat was at the door, holding the struggling little white cat tightly in his hand, ready to escape.

"Hilpagon! Don't take my Hirpagon away! Uh—" An's voice almost turned into tears, and he struggled even more desperately, but his mouth was roughly covered by the white coat next to him. He could only stare at the little white cat at the door with wide eyes.

The little white cat also screamed shrilly, looking back at An Chunzhi reluctantly, but struggled out of its clutches.

"What are you doing?!" Snape snapped angrily.

He immediately drew out his wand, but instead of attacking immediately, he stared fiercely at the two white coats restraining Ann.

There was a reason Snape was careful not to attack.He was very keen, and saw the Winter Soldier and Doctor Strange lying on the carpet next to him at a glance. Both of them were unconscious, obviously knocked out.But the others were nowhere to be seen.And although the two white coats covered their faces tightly, their figures were somewhat familiar.

And why did the third person take Ann's cat?

"Uh-uh-Severus, they're going to take my cat for neutering!" Ann struggled to speak, but when she looked at Snape, she blinked at him strangely, "They Very powerful, we can't beat them! You go, you are not their opponent!"

"..." Snape's expression was a little subtle, and the terrifying aura of rage around him couldn't escape.

He seemed to know something.

Then he has to act next, so as not to destroy Ann's ongoing plan... If he guessed right?

If one of the people present had the best acting skills, it could only be said that it was Snape.Although the plan was different from another person, Snape would definitely sneer at the stupidity of the plan before throwing his robes and leaving.But this plan is one that Ann is participating in.

Snape put away his wand, and stared at the white coat at the door with a blank expression instead - he was probably a real Muggle doctor.They looked at each other, and they understood each other.

Snape felt that it was too difficult for him to rush over stupidly like a troll, so he had no choice but to turn to the man who looked like Captain America, with a dark face and a deep voice, warning: "Let go of Ann! "

The white coat received the signal in his tone, shook it impatiently as if to express his understanding, and then punched him.

The figure in the black robe was knocked back and swayed, and Snape also fell down with a look of disbelief—he fell beside Doctor Strange and the Winter Soldier.

The three fell into a coma peacefully.

"Meow!" the little white cat yelled, it didn't expect the newcomer to be so weak.Its eyes turned to its only shit-shoveling officer who was still awake.

"Stop screaming! He can't save you!" the doctor said in a vicious voice.With no one blocking the plan in front of him, he continued to take the little white cat down the stairs quickly as planned.

"Hilpagon——! I will definitely save you!" Ann continued to struggle, and shouted loudly, trying to let the little white cat downstairs hear the grief in his voice.

Steve had already let go of the black-haired youth and took off the mask on his face.He breathed a sigh of relief from the headache, and said in a very low voice, "Ann, drink some water, your voice is almost hoarse."

Strange, who fell on the ground and should have been unconscious, sat up like a fake corpse, and added: "The operation time is very short, we have to get ready for the next one."

Snape also opened his eyes with a dark face, and asked, "What the hell are you doing? It's the same as neutering a cat..."

He glanced at An Chunzhi disapprovingly.

Because of the passionate performance just now, the black-haired young man struggled so much that his hair and clothes were messy and he was in a mess.

——Knowing that it was fake, Snape didn't want to see An Kuai crying or being restrained.

"It is very necessary." An Chunzhi took a sip of the mineral water handed over by Steve, combed his hair, and explained seriously, "When many cats and dogs are being neutered, the owner not only does not stop them, but They were handed over to the doctor. From their point of view, this is a kind of betrayal. After sterilization, they might be angry and sad. There are many such cases!"

"So before the neutering, the owner should try his best to pretend to be unwilling. It is best to be coerced. It wasn't that he sent the cat owner to be neutered. It was because he failed to fight against the evil forces of doctors and couldn't save the cat owner! The more reluctant you are, the less the cat will blame you after the operation." An Chunzhi thought of something, and said with a gratified smile.

"That's why you acted so hard?" Snape always felt that his head hurt even more after hearing it.

"Although the process is a bit embarrassing... But who made us all belong to the cat pie?" An Chunzhi replied calmly, "Okay, Severus, get ready."

"We will continue to play the part of 'the main pet reunites, embraces and weeps, and work together to drive away the evil forces'."