Daily life of HP Sherlock Holmes

Ron was completely speechless at this moment. He felt that he must be dreaming at this moment, otherwise why would there be an egg-like head and a face without a curved nose in front of him? !And this face also said that he was Voldemort? !

Hahahahahaha - I must be sleepwalking, this is so hilarious!Ron looked at Voldemort blankly, the expression on his face was frozen just right - it was a very vivid expression that showed the desire to complain - of course, no one around him noticed him, and turned his back Professor Quirrell was slightly arched and trembling at this time, which made Lord Voldemort, who appeared for the first time, perfectly interpret what is called the posture of nostrils facing the sky.

Gerald was concentrating on studying Voldemort. At this time, he suddenly wanted to learn about Sherlock—hmm... If only he could take this head back, freeze it in the refrigerator first, and then dissect it to have a look. Look at the composition of the brain organization and circuit—Gerald's thinking ran to the horizon, and his eyes suddenly became hot when he looked at Voldemort!

"Gerald Holmes, my clever little wizard." Voldemort said word by word, his eyes cast down, his nostrils almost facing the ceiling, "you expected this situation today ?"

"No, but I'm very excited!" Gerrard squinted his eyes and licked his lips. He looked at Voldemort in front of him and said, "Let me guess what made you act in advance-after all, it's not the time to act now." The best time for your healing action, the semester is in the middle, the body you possess is under surveillance, Principal Dumbledore's eyes never leave you, but you still decide to act even though you know that today's action will be dangerous adventure……"

Voldemort's eyes were narrowed, his red pupils looked at Gerrard, and he listened to the little wizard in front of him talking without saying a word.

"Professor Quirrell's body can't hold it anymore." Gerald said, and then looked at the office behind him, "It's really not a good time to talk now, so let me make a long story short, your posture should be It is the possession of the soul, using the life of the possessed person as a bargaining chip in exchange for the continued survival and even strength of the soul, and the consequences are obvious-the possessed body will gradually rot and die-as far as I know There are several ways to keep the body alive, brewing potions or drinking the blood of unicorns, but you don't choose - because the risk of exposure is too great."

Ron finally came back to his senses, but he didn't dare to move. Instead, he tightly clenched his wand and the fireworks in his hands. Looking at Voldemort, he felt his heart was about to jump out, so he could only take deep breaths to keep himself calm. .

"Master...Master..." Professor Quirrell uttered a weak mournful cry when he heard Gerrard's words, and then fell silent again, but the trembling became even stronger.

No one can calmly face this long torture, watching his body decay little by little, watching himself slowly dying, even if he can't resist, he will weep and pray to vent his emotions——Just now That sound was probably the most courageous sound Professor Quirrell could muster.

"Go on, my dear boy," said Voldemort maliciously, looking at Gerald with eyes as cold as steel.

Gerald didn't care - people in the Holmes family naturally like to challenge or resist authority, and facing danger can only make their thinking clearer and their blood boiling - he glanced at Professor Quirrell, and silently offered him a hand in his heart White Chrysanthemum, 90.00% of the chances of having such a boss at the stall would have died in the line of duty. From this point of view, my eldest brother is still a very good boss.

"Of course, the high risk of exposure will not stop you from doing it. What stops you in the end is that when you go to buy medicinal materials, you find that several of the key medicinal materials are out of stock, and you need to get them after a few months. At that time You may have turned into a pool of blood. You went to the Forbidden Forest to look for unicorns, but found that there was no unicorn, because they migrated collectively and did not appear in the Forbidden Forest at all. - Principal Dumbledore Precautions are always admirable." Gerrard unconsciously put a smile on his face.

But the Dark Lord was angry, he breathed a little short and said: "Is it you?! Did you tell Dumbledore?!"

"Unfortunately, it's not me..." Gerald looked at Voldemort with regret in his eyes: "It's my elder brother, I really have to admit again, my elder brother is really an amazing character, but through You can roughly deduce your state from the constant correspondence with Principal Dumbledore, which is extremely depressing! Of course, Professor Dumbledore's narration of your life from childhood to adulthood has helped a lot."

"..." Voldemort's face was full of blood, his old background had been exposed, how could he be messed up!Dumbledore can be said to be the person who understands him best. Ever since he left the orphanage and entered Hogwarts, this old man has been staring at him, and now with the addition of Sherlock Holmes who is good at analysis...

——Comrade Voldemort, who has never faced Mycroft Holmes, imagines him to be similar to Gerald...

"You should have learned about today's plan from your subordinates." Gerald stared at Voldemort and said, seeing the muscles on Voldemort's face trembled slightly, he immediately realized: "It seems that you don't know either. Where is your subordinate? What method did he use to notify you? He didn't appear in front of you... Ha, he is really a cautious person, knowing that his master's operation this time will definitely fail , so..." Gerrard smiled slightly, showing everything in silence, making full use of the sarcasm.

——It seems that the mouse is used to being timid, and it would never appear in front of its former master unless it had to.

Voldemort blushed! ——Ron tried to divert his attention from the side, thinking: It's really strange, why does the back of the head turn red? !Sure enough, as long as a person is angry, his whole head will turn red—the Dark Lord stared at Gerald with wide eyes, and hissed, "Holmes, you are fine. You have angered me. If you accept If your behavior doesn't please me, I will definitely tear you and your children into powder!"

Gerald didn't care about Voldemort's threat, he just continued to calmly say: "It seems that you are very confident that you can not attract the attention of others, that is to say, Professor Quirrell and the Quidditch pitch in the corridor on the fourth floor Does Professor Quirrell still exist? So that you can appear here safe and sound, and then take me to the place where the Philosopher’s Stone is hidden after drawing away all eyes, and help you take it out?”

"You are very confident that I won't do anything to you now... Holmes." Voldemort looked at the little wizard in front of him and in his belly, his heart was full of anger, and he was going to give Gerald a little color if he continued to die. .

"Because you are Voldemort after all, a man who almost ruled the wizarding world," Gerrard recalled Mycroft's teachings, and decided to dance with snakes for a while, "and I still have something for you now." Useful, my friend is the bargaining chip you use to threaten me, so you won't do anything to us easily, will you?"

Voldemort laughed when he heard the words. At this moment, there was a huge explosion on the fourth floor!Then with the sound came the vibration that spread to the third floor!

The whole castle is vibrating!

Everyone present looked over reflexively!

"What... what's going on?!" Professor Quirrell's panicked voice sounded, the checkpoints set by every professor at the end of the corridor on the fourth floor would not cause such a big explosion and sound!What exactly is going on there? !

Before Professor Quirrell finished speaking, a huge cloud of smoke and dust filled the air from the fourth floor, accompanied by small stones flying everywhere!

At the same time, Gerald gave Ron an elbow with sharp eyesight and quick hands, and Ron immediately fell to the ground and rolled five or six times on the ground, and then, under the cover of smoke and falling stones, he rolled and crawled to report the news.

"What the hell happened!" Voldemort roared ferociously. He controlled Quirrell's body and stretched out his hand to grab Gerrard's arm fiercely—Ron had no time to stop it, the redhead The Gryffindor ran as fast as a mouse, and disappeared in the blink of an eye (Ron was very familiar with the terrain on the third floor, because he often had to find surveillance locations before)-so, Voldemort could only catch Jay Ladd, whether as a hostage or as a tool to solve puzzles, anyway, in the end, Voldemort did not intend to let this clever little wizard go.

Death is the best destination for this Sherlock Holmes!Voldemort gritted his teeth thinking, save him from always making trouble for himself later!

"It's explosives." The faint smell of gunpowder smoke smelled from the tip of Gerald's nose confirmed his guess. "It seems that Headmaster Dumbledore is very accepting of the suggestion. One of your clones is gone... By the way, you can tell me you How did you divide yourself into three to divert other people's attention?"

"Hmph! Two wizards, a spell, a bottle of potion, and a little magic trick!" Voldemort dragged Gerald towards the fourth floor, he didn't care about being exposed now, he had to confirm the Philosopher's Stone Is it okay? "Aren't you very smart?! Tell me your guess!"

"The Imperius Curse? Polyjuice Potion? What's the magic trick?" Gerald asked.

"What an astonishing head, both guessed correctly, five points for Gryffindor! I won't tell you about magic tricks, that's one of my inventions, and, you're a cruel man too." Voldemort Draws conclusions about Gerrard.

Facing the explosion, including an innocent wizard whose life and death were uncertain, Gerald did not react at all, neither condemning nor angry-I really want to know who the Holmes and his wife who gave birth to such a child are!