【British and American】My miserable life studying abroad

Black was provoked. He ignored the flying wand and fought directly with the two Snapes. Snape was disdainful. Who hasn't participated in a war?

Participating in wars means that they are not only able to stand still and cast spells. On the scale of the wizarding world, it is actually like a guerrilla war, where they fight twice and hide for a while, which is very physically demanding.

In other words, this type of wizard has a good physique and physical strength.

In addition, he was dragged around every day and occasionally learned some fighting skills. Snape was sure that his fighting skills and physical strength would not be inferior to the black dog who swam back to the wizarding world from Azkaban with the help of Animagus.

On Dumbledore's side, he brought Wei Shengling, Sherlock and Watson to an open area behind Godric's Hollow.

In fact, everyone knows the outcome of this battle. Wei Sheng Ling, who can travel through the world, destroy Hydra alone and take a spaceship into the universe to beat Thanos, will definitely be the winner.

Not only because of her fighting ability, but also because of her incredible passive ability.

Dumbledore knew this very well. He didn't understand what the girl's abilities were, but he had a premonition of how powerful her abilities were. However, he still wanted to see the abilities of the Hogwarts professors in this other world.

After she came to this world, he had never seen her formally take action, but just a few casual attacks allowed him to vaguely glimpse her amazing power through that small corner.

Water follows the sky and autumn is endless1

Endless waters flowed in the air, almost engulfing everything. Dumbledore pointed his wand in the air, and overwhelming flames emerged. Sherlock and Watson sat in a safe place on the other side to discuss.

"I don't know how powerful it is, but the scene is grand." As he said this, Watson picked up the camera hanging on his chest and took a few photos.

Blue and red occupy the screen, the water dragon and the fire phoenix are fighting each other, and on the ground, two figures are small but very present, water and fire, blue and red, dragon and phoenix, light and shadow.

Sherlock's eyes were filled with this magnificent scene. He subconsciously followed the familiar figure. The hem of the girl's windbreaker was flying in the gust of wind caused by the impact of the two forces. Her long hair was tied up and entangled with the corner of her clothes. The ribbon on the hair rope was a bright color in her black hair. The ornaments on her ears reflected the light...

She always likes those small accessories. She likes to buy hair ties with long ribbons and simple earrings. She seldom wears other accessories because she has various bracelets on her hands. Recently, she has added a string of aqua blue bracelets.

It's strange how I can remember these things.

This irrelevant information should be deleted from the Memory Palace.

Just like a ball of yarn, once you find a clue, more will be involved.

Sherlock was surprised to find more things stored in the memory palace. She said "amazing wisdom" and smiled and called him "the smart detective"...

The images were eerily clear.

Light and shadow intertwined in his eyes.

The dust has settled.

"Thank you, Headmaster Dumbledore." Wei Shengling raised his head slightly. Dumbledore put away his wand and said, "You have very powerful strength, Professor Suki."

This is a recognition of their identity.

There is no need for someone with such great power to lie.

"Of course I know," Wei Shengling walked towards Sherlock and Watson, "Severus should have finished, let's go back."

Watson stood up and said, "I took a lot of photos. I'll send them to you later."

"OK."

Sherlock raised his head and looked at Wei Shengling as if he was looking at some difficult puzzle.

"Sherlock?"

The girl held out her hand.

"Do you want me to pull you up?"

Sherlock took her hand and stood up, and suddenly realized that this was their first physical contact.

Before, she had always pulled my collar, tugged at my sleeves, and grabbed my wrists through my clothes...

My hands are warm.

Sherlock was a little surprised. Wei Shengling glanced at him, and soon, the man in front of him returned to normal. "Let's go, let's make a quick decision."

Let’s resolve this matter as soon as possible.

When they returned to the headmaster's office, they saw Black, whose face was bruised and almost dead, Snape, whose clothes were slightly wrinkled, and the professor in black, who had some injuries but not serious ones.

It can be seen that the latter two are in a very good mental state and exude a joyful aura all over their bodies.

"Are you still alive?"

"Can't die."

"That's fine."

After a brief exchange, Black had to take a few people to number twelve Grimmauld Place. As soon as they entered the door, a sharp female voice was heard, "Sirius! You brought a dirty half-blood into the Black family! You damn disobedient Black..."

As everyone watched Blake become more and more violent, they began to understand why he was even crazier than the Blake in their world.

Wei Sheng Ling made a "tsk" sound, and Walburga Black immediately changed his target. "You are a dumb cannon without any magic fluctuations, what are you doing?"

"It's okay. I just remembered something funny. I just didn't think it was respectful to you purebloods, so I didn't say it."

"Tell me, what are you thinking about!"

Wei Sheng Ling shook his head helplessly.

I've told you purists that I'm not very friendly to you, but you still insist on listening.

"I was thinking that in our country, we only care about the purity of bloodline for pets. I don't know about your customs here..."

Walburga really looked like he was about to faint. "Not only did you bring half-bloods and squibs into the Black mansion, you also made them angry with your mother—"

"That's enough. If it wasn't for something, I wouldn't want to come back at all! Kreacher." Black summoned the house-elf, who appeared with a reluctant look on his face, muttering, "Here we go again, the young master's rude and unmannered brother, the annoying old prodigal, leading a group of non-pure bloods into the Black family's house. What can poor old Kreacher do..."

"I don't have time for this. Where is the locket?"

Blake interrupted it impatiently, and Kreacher's face suddenly changed. "Lockette, Kreacher doesn't know, Kreacher doesn't know what locket there is."

"Kreacher, are you lying to your master?" Black said gloomily, "Even if you don't want to admit it, I am still your master!"

"The annoying old loser brought the Mudblood to question old Kreacher, Kreacher didn't want to answer, and someone else ruined the poor mistress's portrait -"

"Kreacher, I command you," Black suddenly calmed down. Even if Kreacher was reluctant, he could not disobey the order. He had to come over with the locket. His tears flowed. "No one knows the dedication and sacrifice of the young master. Only the orders of the useless old prodigal have buried everything of the young master..."

My little master...

Regulus?