Fortunately, the Main Line is at Hogwarts

　　 Steven Strange, no, Sherlock Holmes, correct.

　　The other one is Watson.

　　 This carp.. No, why is the King of Goldfish here, oh, because Andrea, his Aunt Andrea is a reporter, and this is London.

　　 There are only so many cases in Scotland Yard, and only so big in Scotland Yard. She always meets this great detective from 211b Baker Street.

　　 Is there any plot in Sherlock? Recall carefully, it turns out that there is.

　　 But that is the second stage or even the third stage of the plot, the main line progresses to the fourth and fifth grades that should not appear until after the branch line.

　　 Maybe the plot has been advanced? Perhaps this is the sign of the third stage? Maybe this is the first random big plot?

　　No, Hermione Granger showed obvious princess characteristics. She also saw Mulan's sword. The first big plot must be related to a fairy tale.

　　 this is the evidence

　　 Sherlock Holmes appeared at his house, guessing that he brought the big plot of the first stage. It was just a guess, maybe his appearance was just a coincidence.

　　 Yes, it must be just a coincidence.

　　 Charles took a step back, hiding his figure from Sherlock Holmes's line of sight.

　　 Even if he knew he was in the state of the phantom spell, the detective couldn't see himself, but he still didn't like to stare at Sherlock.

　　 No one likes to stare at him.

　　 Damn it!

　　 I blamed this **** Sherlock, he had biased his thinking mode, and turned into a typical Sherlock thinking and reasoning mode.

　　. . .

　　 At the same time, the lobby on the first floor.

　　 Sherlock looked up at the slightly open door on the second floor.

　　 The door of the room opened by itself. No, the door is intact, and there is no rust or damage at the riveting. It is not its own cause, but an external force.

　　 Why didn’t I see people, maybe not people, maybe some kind of mechanism, maybe some kind of small animals.

　　 "Ms. Hepham, do you have a dog?"

　　 Sherlock asked.

Watson next to 　　 looked at Sherlock in surprise, wondering what the detective was doing.

　　 Andrea didn't mind too much. It was not the first time she had dealt with Sherlock, and she knew how off-line this great detective was.

　　 "Dog? No."

　　 Sherlock lifted his chin and lied? No, she was telling the truth, not a dog, what would it be.

　　 "Or other animals."

　　 "Any animal."

　　 Even Andrea was a little confused now, but she still shook her head in surprise.

　　 "No, I don't raise anything."

　　 "Sherlock!"

　　 Watson whispered Sherlock's name to remind him to constrain. Accepting a lady's help on a difficult night is already very disturbing, so don't cause more trouble.

　　As a traditional gentleman, no, even if you are not a gentleman, you should pay attention to these things.

　　 Sherlock raised his chin quickly, as if trying to make a disdainful expression. Of course Watson's persuasion was useless, because Andrea's answer aroused his curiosity.

　　 He looked around the layout of the room again.

　　 "Whose house is that."

　　 With Watson's disapproving gaze, he asked directly.

　　 "My nephew."

　　 Andrea replied.

　　 had had a few encounters, and she knew that she would never end if she asked Sherlock this way, so she hung her coat on the hook next to the door, walked to the kitchen and asked directly.

　　 "Black tea or coffee?"

　　 As soon as Watson was about to speak, Sherlock was ahead of him.

　　 "Two cups of clear coffee, a small amount of sugar, thank you."

　　 "Is he in a non-boarding school?"

　　 He then asked by the way.

　　This kind of circumstantial question made Andrea slightly stunned, and the Hogwarts where Shire was going was somewhat special.

　　 "No, it's not."

　　 Andrea replied.

　　 The answer was over time, and I didn't lie, but there was obvious hesitation. It was a special boarding school. What are the special boarding schools in the UK?

　　 At the same time, Sherlock's brain has been quickly retrieved in the thinking palace.

　　 This is just a small scene, a trivial... daily activity for him.

　　 Seeing this, the Charles upstairs no longer wanted to look anymore.

Is there any danger in the relationship between Andrea and Sherlock? There must be danger, but safety is also guaranteed, because Sherlock’s family is not simple. His brother McCoff Holmes is known as the existence of the walking British Empire. .

　　 He knows the wizard or not, he must know it, and he will protect Sherlock secretly, so following Sherlock, Andrea may be safer.

　　 As long as the murderer is not her.

"Snapped!"

　　 Charles Apparated directly and left here.

　　 The voice was very slight. Neither the busy Andrea nor Watson who was hanging the clothes paid attention, but they were not missed by the keen Sherlock.

　　 This time, he didn't ask any questions.

　　Because he was quite sure that there must be something wrong with this house, it was not Ms. Hepham, it was this, or the people living in it.

　　 Also, he seemed to have heard this sound like a car ignition.

Where is 　　.

　　 Sherlock restarted the search mode of the Mind Palace, the car was ignited by electric sparks, the garage, the father of Carl Friedrich Benz, the father of the Wright brothers aircraft, no, this clue is wrong.

　　 Maybe you can try to translate it into German, wait, country, McCoff Holmes, this nasty name suddenly popped out of Sherlock's mind.

　　 Yes, it is here, only confidential documents are related to him.

　　 The Hounds Project, the Bruce Partington Project... Found it, one morning, a Muggle said he saw it, what a Muggle is.

　　 Desireless Syndrome, a mental illness, is it a secret plan that uses psychological cues? No, it's not right, it is not a medical term, it is...

　　 After a while, Sherlock opened his eyes, he took the coffee that Andrea had handed over, and then asked in a calm voice.

　　 "Ms. Hepham, have you heard of Hogwarts?"

　　 looked down, hesitated for too long, typical small actions of lying, she had heard of it, very good.

　　Then the next question is, what is Hogwarts.

　　. . .

　　 Charles, who left home, breathed a sigh of relief. Together with Sherlock, she felt that the whole person's style of painting became Holmes.

　　 It is better to stay away from him.

It seems that she can’t go home to live tonight. Andrea knows about Hogwarts. Although she doesn’t know his portal and journey to Wonderland, she doesn’t understand magic. How did she get home from school, no matter how How can I fool around.

　　 But the big detective is not that easy to fool, and Charles doesn't want to deal with this big detective at all.

　　 Maybe at the intersection of this evening tonight, he has fallen into the eyes of Sherlock's brother McCoff.

　　 But it doesn't matter. At present, the British Empire and the British Ministry of Magic have an agreement. In a period of superficial peace, he will have nothing to do.

　　 As for the future, when he becomes the strongest wizard, nothing will happen.

　　. . .

　　 The next day, Saturday, in the suburbs of New York, Interstate 295.

　　 Against the backdrop of the muddy sky and the endless concrete road, an old second-hand Ford was running straight on the road.

　　 is a handsome and thin young man driving, but the music in the car is a very wild Zeppelin band.

　　 This young man is naturally Shire.

　　 "The hammer of the gods will propel our ships to new lands..."

　　 Charles, sitting in the driver's seat, hummed softly.

　　Thanks to JK Rowling for setting the background, otherwise these classic works may leave Shire. His cheats are not a copy of the system, so he will definitely not be able to restore these classics.

　　 Material needs are very important, and spiritual needs are equally important.

　　 Charles, listening to familiar music, suddenly felt a shock in his arms. He took out his notebook and found that a line of beautiful women's fonts appeared on it.

　　 Hermione is contacting herself.

　　 Charles took off the steering wheel with both hands. He took out his wand and lightly placed it on the steering wheel. Suddenly, the window lifted up, the steering wheel began to rotate automatically, the car's gear was automatically stretched, and the accelerator was depressed.

　　 The whole car has entered a fully automatic mode.

　　 But after thinking about it, he still cast another iron curse on himself.

"where are you?"

　　 This is what Hermione wrote.

　　 "Harry has Quidditch training today. Both Neville and I will go to see it."

　　 Before Shire could reply, another line of text appeared below this line of text.

　　 What's so good about this thing, Charles rolled his eyes.

　　 After returning from hiding in France, Charles tore the magic notebook in half and handed it to Hermione half. After all, the two were still divided into two colleges, and it was really not convenient to communicate after dinner.

　　 With this, it will be much more convenient.

　　Hermione is very curious about this magic notebook. She still has a superficial understanding of alchemy, and Hogwarts does not offer alchemy courses at all.

　　Magic notebook is a popular commodity, it will not be recorded in orthodox books like modern history of magic and alchemy.

　　 There is no record in the books, and Hogwarts does not pay attention to alchemy, and Hermione has no idea.

　　 Before Shire gave her the magic notebook, she didn't even realize the magic, greatness, and importance of alchemy.

　　 The development of alchemy in the French magical world that Charles told her about opened the door to a new world for her.

　　 Charles, who knows her well, bought gifts while shopping in France, "Talking about Alchemy", when the book was handed over to Hermione, the little girl was really happy.

　　 is even happier than receiving the magic notebook and seeing Shire.

Ugh.

　　 "I'm in Wonderland."

　　 "There is something to do."

　　Charle thought for a moment, and wrote under Hermione's two lines.

　　As his words were written up, the two lines above began to disappear gradually, as if they were absorbed.

　　 Charles didn't lie. If Hermione were going to find him in Wonderland, he could open the door and go straight back now, so it wasn't a lie.

　　 However, it seemed that Hermione didn't have anything important to look for him, she was just going to go see Quidditch with him.

　　 The problem is that this thing is really nothing good, and I find myself a Slytherin to watch Harry training every day. Didn't he see Wood always look bitter and enmity?

　　 Fortunately, seeing that Shire seemed to have something to do in Wonderland, she did not continue to ask Shire to come back.

　　 "Then be careful yourself."

　　 Hermione's correct text, stroke by stroke, appeared in her notebook, as serious as a little girl herself.

　　Charle laughed a little.

　　 "Don't practice those dangerous magic!"

　　 Then another line appeared below the previous line of text... followed by a simplified picture of a small fist.

　　 Charles twitched the corners of his mouth, and subconsciously touched the shoulders of his arms. Hermione was never a dignified lady, never was.

　　The short chat ends here. I have to say that this thing is really convenient.

　　 Charles put the magic notebook back into his arms, and then his eyes flickered, there seemed to be something in the rearview mirror.

　　 looked at it intently, it was a big truck.

　　 Then under Charles's gaze, the big truck sprinted all the way, and soon reached the level of him.

　　 When the second-hand Ford and the big truck crossed together, Charles looked up along the window and found two typical American middle-aged people sitting in the front and co-drive of the big truck.

　　 The face is full of meat, the belly is big, there is this unbearable white fluff around the chin, and the beard that is not shaved at all.

　　 They wore denim-style camisole pants and hats.

　　 But they didn't seem to have any malice. They just glanced at Shire, then stepped on the gas pedal and accelerated away.

　　 Then after they passed the Ford, Shire saw a truck of domestic pigs pulled in the carriage behind the truck. The pigs were humming and crowding, and the trough seemed to be filled with some kind of dark red feed.

　　 New World with outstanding people..

　　 Charles watched the truck go further and further, and finally separated from him at a fork in front of him. Only then did he withdraw his gaze. It is estimated that it was a branch line of little value.

　　 Even if the dungeon is opened, what the boss will drop will not be a good thing, it may be a weapon of the murderer series, or the most common wand magic.

　　 If Charles is not eleven years old now, maybe he is still interested in following it up, not for the purpose of copy drop, but to save the girls who are in danger, yes, he is so kind-hearted.

　　 But now he is only eleven years old, he drinks ageing agents or something...

　　 Charles still knows very well that for him now, it is important to have a good body.

　　 The second-hand Ford continued to drive on the road. He borrowed the car. Of course, the owner didn't know it when he borrowed it, but I believe he will know it soon.

　　New World is claimed to be built on tires, so even if it is just a second-hand car, it still runs very sturdy. After running again for about ten minutes, Shire finally saw the road sign.

　　 "Welcome to Cold Spring Town."

　　. . .

　　 "Quack!"

　　 The unknown bird landed on the bright red street sign, pecked its feathers, and then quacked twice again.

　　 But soon, a second-hand Ford sprinted past, and the dust it lifted seemed to disrupt its carefully groomed feathers again.

　　 The bird felt a little unlucky, and it quacked up into the sky with dissatisfaction, ready to change place.

　　 Charles drove into the town of Cold Spring.

　　 Cold Spring Town seems to be a desolate corner, but in fact it is not that bad. It's just that the street signs outside have been in disrepair for a long time, and the interior decoration of the town is still very tidy.

The square of the town is covered with white marble, and white pigeons appear to rise and fall on both sides. Brick-red benches and delicate small fences are the main colors here, making the entire town seem to be only red. It is composed of two colors of pure white.

　　 This is a typical American town.

　　 Charles stopped in front of a two-story villa.

　　 "Crack!"

　　 Charles opened the car door, and just got out of the car, he felt that there seemed to be some ruinous eyes staring at him, but it didn't matter, he lived here, he was his own, and what he was afraid of.

　　 closed the car door calmly, and Shire carried a huge travel bag to the villa.

Of course he doesn’t own the villa, and he certainly doesn’t live here, but he lives here only to show that he is only on business trips or school all the year round, and has not come back for a long time, so that he can dispel the sight of those who are stalking outsiders. doubt.

　　 Charles quickly walked to the front of the villa.

　　According to the record in the guide, the owner of this villa works in New York. Only when he has a vacation, he will return home after the vacation, which is to relax for a while.

　　 This is the identity that Shire needs.

　　 As for the lack of keys or anything, this is not a problem at all.

　　 Standing in front of the villa door, Charles put his hand on the doorknob, and whispered.

　　 "Quickly open."

　　 "Squeak-"

　　 The door of the second-story villa opened at the sound.

　　 Charles opened the door and walked in.

　　 Entering the inside of the villa, the stalking line of sight disappeared. There were some reasons why the wall blocked them, and the others were because Shire appeared to be himself. There was nothing suspicious.

　　The small towns in the New World are scattered all over the world, like potholes on the moon, there are one every some distance, very dense, and they generally have branch plots.

　　 This kind of town is generally divided into two situations. The first one is a small town with a small number of people and a small area.

　　Because young people yearn for big cities, they will never return together when they leave the town, which leads to fewer and fewer people in the town.

Most small towns like 　　 are spreading some kind of scary legend, some kind of scary location, even scary murderers, or simply there are some abnormal strange creatures living nearby.

　　 They are like traps set by hunters, waiting in place. Those young men and women in big cities like New York and Los Angeles will send them away in groups.

Another type of town is a large town, with hospitals, police stations, supermarkets, large shopping malls, bus stations, and a large company that controls the economic lifeline of the town. It has everything and is self-contained, just like a complete ecosystem. Of large towns.

　　The number of them is generally quite large. Although there are many young people yearning for big cities, there are also more young people who are born, grow up, get married and have children. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 The sheriff’s son will enter the police station, the supermarket owner’s son will inherit the supermarket, and the electrician’s child will be born to be an electrician. This is the continuation of the town.

If something goes wrong in a small town like this, it’s usually an internal problem. For example, in RL Stan’s goosebumps branch plot, he stays in a small town in the New World, and eventually the monster in his book turns into reality, in the whole town. diffusion.

　　 I don't know if the small towns in the New World are all casted with magic, they seem to be in different dimensions.

　　 Losing a few female college students, missing dozens of dead young men and women, and even the whole town being invaded by monsters, it all feels like nothing at all! Will not be noticed in general.

　　 is very strange.

　　 Charles didn't bother to worry about the new world, he had more important things next.

　　 That magical creature.

　　 It is hiding in Cold Spring Town.

　　 The situation in Lengquan Town is a bit like the former. The small town area is relatively small, but Lengquan Town is just an ordinary town. It does not refer to a certain film and television work to form a branch plot.

　　 Its only special place is the magical creature that occupies here.

　　 Because of the number of people in similar towns, they are very sensitive to unfamiliar faces. They can be distinguished at a glance and can tell who the tourists are.

　　 But unless there are obvious problems, there are small towns with film and television storylines.

　　 Otherwise, there are generally no people in any small town, and they will be bored to monitor outsiders, or monitor them in real time.

　　 Although there is no side story in Cold Spring Town, that magical creature is very special. This seemingly ubiquitous sense of surveillance is one of its special features.

　　 So for the next action, Charles took out a pair of glasses from his arms.

　　 "Crack!"