【British and American】My miserable life studying abroad

Love between British people is usually more reserved, and many people don't like to kiss or even hold hands in public - Sherlock is not one of them, he holds hands when he wants to and does whatever he wants, all according to his own pleasure.

The British are cold on the outside but warm on the inside. Even Watson is very restrained when he is in love. He writes love letters, sends flowers, and sends text messages to invite people to go on dates, watch movies, watch concerts, and have dinner. Even if he is so excited that he tosses and turns in sleep at night, he still has to appear calm and composed the next day.

Although he is not very good at getting along with girls.

It is true that Watson has had many girlfriends... but he believes that the reason for each breakup is that he is busy solving cases with Sherlock and does not have much time to spend with his girlfriends.

Second, he felt that those were not soul mates.

Look, didn’t Mary get together with him?

In short, there are very few people like Sius who are passionate, straightforward, and have endless things to say.

Thinking so... Wei Shengling tapped his cheek. Apart from his cold and distant look, Sherlock really didn't look like a British.

Theus finally finished the call, and even Snape was relieved for Voldemort, thinking that this man was really adaptable and could remain gentle and considerate even to a disgusting person like Theus.

Yep, disgusting.

Sius was in the middle of the situation and didn't understand what was going on, but they, as outsiders, could clearly hear the reluctance and disgust in that voice.

He was already the Dark Lord, but he still had to coax a strange person... Maybe it was because he was frustrated? He wanted to control her, but he couldn't get any information from her, and it was difficult, very difficult. Once again, Sius was very powerful, and this strength could support her to wander around the wizarding world, even casting wandless and silent spells at will; if he ignored her, he was afraid that she would defect to other forces and leak the news to others.

"To Voldemort, Theus is really in an awkward position, neither up nor down." Snape could understand Voldemort's thoughts because he was once Voldemort's confidant.

"It's over." Wei Shengling held his cheek and pointed at the trees with his fingers. "I am so drunk that I don't know when to wake up. I lie on the river with my pillow."

A drowsy feeling made Xius's thoughts slow down. His eyelids closed, opened, and closed unconsciously. His head moved noisily like a chicken pecking at rice. His body became weak and finally fell to the ground.

"Wisteria hangs on the cloud tree, and its flowers and vines are suitable for spring."

Wisteria branches extended from the air, growing longer and longer, climbing over the surroundings, destroying countless warning magics and dark magics, and finally binding Sius tightly.

"Mission accomplished," Wei Sheng Ling created a gust of wind and sent the four people down from the tree, then opened the portal. Sherlock glanced at Theus, walked over and pushed Theus into the portal, and the portal closed.

"Sherlock, I thought you could at least use your hands." Watson's mouth twitched, "She's a girl."

Sherlock said nonchalantly, "Unimportant people are all the same to me. What's more, I just used a little force and Sius rolled in by himself."

"Just go in." Snape didn't care about this. "I plan to go back and continue studying potions - as I said before, the improved Polyjuice Potion."

Now that he is a student at Hogwarts, not a professor, he has plenty of time to study potions and does not need to teach those brainless little wizards who waste potions.

"There's really nowhere to go in Hogwarts," said Watson. "I really want to go to Hogsmeade now."

"You can actually go," Wei Sheng Ling said. Watson shook his head. "Hogsmeade is too close to here. A young wizard who drinks an aging potion is also a strange wizard. It would be too conspicuous to suddenly appear in Hogsmeade on a non-holiday."

All the things that needed to be done came to a temporary halt. They suddenly didn't know what to do. Explore Hogwarts? They were already very familiar with this place.

"Familiar? Not necessarily." Snape sneered habitually, "The secrets of this castle are not as simple as you think. There are all kinds of unknown secret passages and secret rooms that may have been forgotten in history--"

"You understand a lot." Watson was surprised.

"I've worked at Hogwarts for so long, I've heard some of the legends." Snape straightened his robes. "When you're bored, go explore the secret passages and chambers. Now that I'm finally free, I'm going to study potions."

Watson yawned. "I'm a little tired from all the work lately..."

The two of them walked in front, while Sherlock and Wei Shengling followed slowly behind them, watching the cool breeze lift the hems of the two people in front of them, and the autumn leaves fluttering down, chasing their figures with the wind. They faced the setting sun, and the light of the setting sun gave them a golden edge.

Wei Sheng Ling saw a few strands of his hair flying in the wind, also emitting golden light in the light.

Sherlock paused. He stopped walking. Wei Shengling felt the force on his hand, so he also stopped and turned to look at him. "What's wrong?"

She saw that Sherlock seemed to be radiating golden light.

He saw the sunlight falling into Wei Shengling's eyes.

"Sparkling."

"what?"

Wei Shengling was puzzled.

Sherlock moved closer. As a teenager, he was not much taller than Wei Shengling, so he just lowered his head slightly.

His lips fell on the corner of Wei Shengling's lips.

Restrained and immature.

This was not a formal kiss, just a kiss on the corner of the mouth, but Wei Shengling felt his heart skip a beat.

It was clearly all inexperienced exploration, so immature, yet so touching.

Sherlock stood up straight.

"Eyes and lips are all sparkling."

"I noticed it at the banquet, but it was not convenient at that time." He said, "Let's go, we are falling behind."

Wei Shengling raised his head and felt that his face was as red as Sherlock's ears.

She could already feel the unusual temperature on her face.

"Sherlock, Sookie? Did you find anything new? We left you behind—"

Watson called out from the front, and Sherlock walked over quickly with Wei Sheng Ling. "Yes, there are some discoveries."

"What did you find?" Snape asked casually.

"Discovered...something more important." Sherlock smiled slightly and had no intention of continuing.

The autumn wind blew on his hot cheeks, and the temperature on Wei Shengling's face had dropped.

Well, Sherlock is British after all.

Don't kiss in front of others casually.