Hermione? Granger was destined to be the protagonist of the evening, Hermione was a little late because she had to fix her hair, and this time she really caught everyone's attention as she slowly walked down the steps. Girls like to compare with each other, and they are all quite knowledgeable, Hermione is a lot of money at first glance, and it is impossible for ordinary families to afford such dresses and diamond accessories.

Pansy, who was holding Draco, whispered, "That Granger is dressed quite high-profile today, although the clothes on his body are Muggle-like, but there are small diamonds on it, and the jewel in the middle of the crown on his head, I promise that even some small pure-blood families can't easily take it out." ”

Pansy doesn't have too much hostility towards Hermione, no way, who called Draco and Loki have a close relationship with Gryffindor, even if there are some opposition voices in Slytherin below, none of their friends can say no, they are actually grasshoppers tied to a rope from the beginning, they are all glory and loss, they can not participate in every resolution of Draco but cannot oppose it in person.

It was also a sign of respect for Draco's friend.

Draco certainly knew whose hand Hermione was wearing today, the crown on his head was a Christmas gift from Loki and Thor, the necklace around his neck was said to be from Harry's two fathers, the bracelet on his wrist was from Hannibal, and the clothes on his body were Harry's thank you gift to Hermione. If Draco remembered correctly, Loki had said that the dress had drawn half of Harry's small vault, that it had been designed by one of the top Muggle designers, and that the diamonds on it had been provided by the other Lestrades.

Did they really put Hermione? Granger dressed as a princess, the main character today.

"Let's go, this body is enough to make Scarhead poor for a while."

Draco didn't know about Harry's financial strength before, but now he also knew a little, Harry not only had a small amount of assets, but the most important thing was that he was also very daring to spend money, if he guessed correctly, the Lestrade brothers should have a small treasury, just like his own vault.

"Harry? Didn't Potter have the vault left by the Potters? What's the matter, it's used to please the dance partner? ”

Pansy laughed and teased Draco, especially when talking about flattering her dance partner, Draco looked at her with a smile and said, "That's not something I care about, I don't have anything to do with Scarhead." ”

"I didn't say anything, Draco, you're shy."

"Pansy—"

Harry bent down to Hermione and invited her to be his dance partner, Hermione put her hand in Harry's hand, Harry held her hand instead, the two of them stood together and looked at it from a distance, Ron looked at Hermione standing with Harry and looked a little stunned, and his dance partner next to him pinched him heavily,

It was only then that Ron remembered that he should have stepped forward to say hello.

"Hermione?!"

"Ron."

Hermione tilted her head and showed a shallow smile to Ron, Harry saw a look of surprise in Ron's eyes, he was very satisfied with Ron's expression, this is what he wanted, you must know that Hermione deserves the best, they are each other's family this Christmas, so in the Christmas gift, of course, they should be seen as a sister, as the best thing for Hermione as a family.

Lestrade's shot is never anything ordinary, is it.

Professor McGonagall came to call Harry and his dance partner Hermione in, and when she saw Hermione, she didn't expect Hermione to look like this, she looked Hermione up and down, nodded and said, "Excellent, Miss Granger." ”

"Thank you, Professor."

If Anthea is Hermione's idol and her goal, then Professor McGonagall's knowledge is what Hermione wants to have, and with Professor McGonagall's always strictness, being able to get her approval is the highest praise for Hermione.

"Alright, now the warriors are waiting for you two, let's go."

Harry and Hermione kept up with Professor McGonagall, in fact, as warriors, not only did they have the opening dance, but they would even sit on the main seat during dinner, which was probably the tradition of the Triwizard Tournament.

Krum was speechless when he looked at Hermione who came in surprise, he never thought that a girl could be so beautiful, although his dance partner Fleur's sister was also very delicate with a girl of Meiwa blood, but compared to Hermione, there was less of a feeling, even the beautiful Fleur would be inferior when standing in front of Hermione.

Hermione has a unique temperament, humble with arrogance, gentle with tenacity, standing there dignified like a princess out of a fairy tale book.

"Hemien, you're so beautiful."

"Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Krum."

After all, girls still like to hear compliments, even Hermione.

When Hermione and Harry entered the hall together, Lestrade was admiring the protagonist of the day - Hermione? Granger, Loki touched/touched his chin and whispered to Thor beside him, "Hermione is indeed very different from when she was younger, and she looks more ladylike." ”

Thor nodded, he still remembered that when he first met Hermione, this person was a very real person, sometimes like a little hedgehog like a little hedgehog likes to put up his thorns, and is very competitive, now standing in front of them Hermione seems to have put away all the edges, more restrained, but more aura than before.

"It's a little like Miss Anthea."

"Yes."

Loki still likes Hermione very much, although he is younger than Hermione, but I don't know why he just treats Hermione as a sister, as I said before, I can't wait to hold everything in front of Hermione.

Merlin also told Arthur beside him what gift he gave Hermione, because he was young, so the treasury in his hand was not as rich as his brothers, so he could only work on the decoration of Hermione's skirt, Hermione was wearing a dress with pink rhinestones, half of which was from Merlin, and the other part was from Tony.

Arthur looked at Merlin, who was showing off to him, looking at the sky, in fact, if this person regained his memory, it was probably a lot of people holding money to worship him.

"Merlin is the best."

Arthur hadn't praised Merlin before, but now he wanted to praise this man to the sky.

The dinner on the throne was not so happy, for example, Krum, who wanted to show everything to Hermione, was scolded by his headmaster, and Fleur was there criticizing the Hogwarts décor, after all, it was Christmas, wasn't it, and generally Fleur's school would be gorgeous at this time, just like the glaciers and fairies in his mouth.

"That sounds like a very beautiful place."

Hermione ended her conversation with Crum, and after hearing Fleur's criticism, she picked it up, and Fleur frowned at the young lady who had stolen the limelight a little, "Of course, Beauxbatons' castle is certainly known for its beauty. ”

"Really? Can you talk about it carefully? ”

She deftly drained Fleur's words, and Fleur pursed her lips and began to talk about Beauxbatons' castle and everything in it.

Moody's eyes kept wandering between Harry and Hermione, and Hermione secretly said as she danced with Harry, "I feel like someone is watching us." ”

"It's okay, whoever doesn't dare to do anything tonight."

That look wasn't very friendly, was it, but it didn't last long before it disappeared, and after the song Harry let go of Hermione, knowing that it was Christmas, and he couldn't take their princess alone.

Thor stepped forward and held out his hand to Hermione, inviting Hermione to dance.

Hermione looked at the Lestrade brothers amusedly and said, "Are you going to exhaust me to death?" ”

"That's what a princess should be treated with, isn't it?"

Hermione gave Loki a funny look, his mouth was the most poisonous.

In fact, another reason for Harry to do this is that in fact, no matter who becomes his dance partner, it is dangerous, but he just danced the opening dance with Hermione and quit her, that person probably won't suspect anything, and besides, he and Hermione don't have too many intimate behaviors, and for the time being, some people will suspect that Hermione is his important person.

Harry smiled lightly at Draco, who was dancing with Pansy, the man he wanted to do everything in his power to protect him from any harm.

He hid Draco this time, but Harry didn't expect that things were not going as smoothly as he thought, and in the second game, Harry's thoughts were completely exposed, and the treasure that Harry wanted to hold in his hands, Harry's important person......

"You don't dance anymore."

Harry said with a smile as he looked at the people who had already come to him.

"If I'm dragging Pansy, somebody is going to be angry."

Draco actually liked to talk to Harry like that, and the two of them didn't quarrel, just talked about trivial things.

Harry secretly touched Draco's hand, and Draco shook it off to make Harry just smile, he liked Draco's character as a child.

"By the way, Dad sent me a letter, which seems to have something to do with that person."

They all knew who the man Draco was talking about, and Harry frowned, "Wait I'm with you, it seems...... That man really came back to life. ”

Harry's fears came true.

Draco couldn't hold hands with Harry in front of everyone, so he touched Harry with his leg to tell him not to worry so much, the soldiers would cover up the water, he believed that Harry would not have a problem.

Harry held his forehead with one hand, and for some reason his forehead started to hurt when he mentioned the man, it looked like there must be something in his body connected to Voldemort, otherwise it couldn't be because the scar hurt when he mentioned that person. If this scar was left when he had a memory, it can barely be said to be a psychological effect,

But Harry was only a year old when the scar appeared...... So the only possibility is that he has some unknown connection with that person.

"What's wrong?"

Hearing the voices of the people around him, Harry immediately raised his head and shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's just that I just drank some butterbeer and felt a little uncomfortable." ”

He couldn't tell Draco about it, even his brothers had to hide it.

It was the first time that the Lestrade family in London had such an uneven Christmas, and Lestrade and McCroft arranged a lot of holidays for their children, and Lestrade tried to make this Christmas as happy as possible, originally they said that they were going back to the Sherlock Holmes, but the Sherlock Holmes said that the two of them were still immersed in the grief of "losing" Sherlock and did not want to see McCroft.

But in Mycroft's words, the two of them are actually just enjoying the world of two, and they know that Sherlock lives well in this world, but they can't return to London for the time being. Speaking of which, this is the seventh Christmas that Mycroft and Lestrade have spent together, helping Greg? Lestrade was preparing for lunch today, and it occurred to Mycroft that he was no longer young.

He was 32 years old when they met in 2005, Greg was 35 years old, and now in 2011, he is 38 years old and is about to reach the 40-year-old mark. Lestrade is 41 years old. Even the youngest princess in the family, Raven? Lestrade is also 8 years old.

"I suddenly feel old, and I don't know if there is no Sherlock bickering at Christmas."

Greg pinched Mycroft's cheek with his standing floured fingers, "Aren't I even older when you're old, I was going to invite Watson over for Christmas, but ......" Lestrade sighed and thought of Sherlock who was far away, "Sherlock...... Are you okay? He himself would not have cared about such a holiday. ”

"It's very good, you have to eat and drink, and the agents who follow me are almost going crazy by him, and several of them want to apply for retirement, at the age of twenty-six."

There was a loud laugh from Lestrade's side, and he knew that this was Sherlock's character.

"Well, it looks like we're worried in vain."

In fact, Sherlock is the one who can adapt to the environment, isn't he, he can adapt to any kind of environment, and can still find fun in it, but he has pity for the agents of Mycroft.

"But if I can get out of Sherlock's hands alive, I think it can be a little bit more useful."

"You."

Mycroft dragged Lestrade to a shallow kiss, he licked Lestrade's lips and suddenly said, "I love you." ”

"Mr. British Government, is this all you have left?"

"In Huamei, you can't compare to this simple sentence, can you."

I love you, iloveyou, in a word, three words and eight letters but completely tell the voice of Mycroft, he does say a lot of love words, but now there is not a word, only the simplest I love you.

“daddy！ daddy！ ”

Lestrade suddenly heard a familiar voice from far and near, and he immediately looked in the direction of the kitchen door, and saw Harry's shadow, and he was first excited and then thought of his eldest son, Harry? Potter always calls him Dad, and the only person in the family who can call him Daddy so cutely is Raven, the little sapphire princess Raven who can transform.

"Raven, are you playing a role-playing game?"

Raven pouted against Harry's cheek, "I think Daddy would be happy to see his brothers, so I'm Harry now, and Lokii so Daddy can see all his brothers at Christmas." ”

Raven was so caring that Leestrade's heart melted, and he rubbed Raven's hair vigorously, "No, I would prefer to see my little princess today, may I ask Raven?" Can Princess Lestrade grant me this wish? ”

It's just a Christmas, and they have more time to make up for it, doesn't it?

Raven squirmed and slowly turned back into a somewhat chubby blue color, and Lestrade touched her red hair and said, "Raven is the most beautiful like this." ”

He dropped a shallow kiss on Raven's cheek, and his little princess sapphire was already so big, it was indeed like McCroft said they were...... It's old.

"Let's go play with Harold and them."

"Yes!"

After sending Raven away with a smile, Lestrade showed an expression of not crying but looking at it, he covered his eyes with one hand, "Actually, my education is still a bit of a failure, obviously Raven should need to think about everything, as long as she is happy, who knows that she will be such a director inadvertently." ”

"Raven just loves you too much, that's why she tried her best to make you happy."

Yes, it's because she cares too much about the Lestrades that Raven grew up like this.

It's been another cold day for Christmas this year, and after buying the necessary things for Christmas, Watson walked through the snow to 221b Baker Street, he was already planning to move out, and it was a bit of a touching place, he didn't know how many times he had called Sherlock's name, but no one answered him anymore.

He was looking for a house, but his doctor didn't think that such an escape would do him any good for his mental illness, but Watson didn't care, he was fed up with himself and lived in fantasies about Sherlock...... Can't help yourself.

Not a soldier at all, not a man.

In fact, he was the only one for Christmas today, Mrs. Hudson went to her sister's house, Watson advised her, and she should not let her be touched by the first Christmas after losing Sherlock, and he also deceived Reistrade into going to Mrs. Hudson himself, and deceived Mrs. Hudson into going to Reistrade, but in the end he just stayed in 221b.

Watson bought himself some food, and today is Christmas, and he has to eat Christmas dinner.

Watson sat on the other side of the table and looked at the meal on the table and didn't move, as if he saw Sherlock sitting across the table and smiling at him and criticizing his cooking skills, "Shut up, love to eat or not!" Shylock! ”

Watson slapped the table heavily as he called Sherlock's name, didn't he say he would forget?

"Damn, I'll move out right away, ...... right away"

Watson didn't go back to his room that night, he was drunk and lying on Sherlock's bed.

Sherlock's things were exactly the same as when he left, nothing had changed, and Mrs. Hudson had said that Mycroft had given her more money for Sherlock's care in the past few years, so she didn't want any other tenants, and that he would keep the two houses for Sherlock and Watson, even though she knew that one of them might never come back.

Watson lay on Sherlock's bed/, curled up.

He remembered what the doctor had told him that he was a coward who did not dare to face anything.

Anything...... What the...... Thing?

Shylock...... He called out the man's name in his sleep.

Shylock? Sherlock holmes.

Anthea sat in front of the window of the villa, holding a glass of red wine in her hand and watching the snowflakes fall outside the window, this year's Christmas is very lonely.

By the way, how did she spend Christmas last year? It was as if someone was with her......

She remembered, Erin? Adler, did she spend Christmas with that person in bed/on the bed/end/lingering/lingering with that person at that time, or did they also use each other at that time, and what was the final outcome of that woman? Oh yes, there are no dead bodies, and after being caught/caught by a terrorist group, they were ambushed......

Anxia drank the wine in the glass, it snowed this year and last year, and I don't know if the recent Christmas has been related to snow, it has been snowing for two consecutive years, but ...... White snowflakes can cover all sins, and everyone will be white when they stand under the snow.

Anthea wanted to indulge, she put down her glass and put on a pair of shoes and left the villa, she stood in front of her lawn and looked up at the snowflakes in the sky, how many years had she been sitting in her current position? It's been about ten years and eight years, and she has been with Mycroft from the very beginning, and everyone envies her, but they don't know how much effort she has put in behind it, and the British government secretary is not so simple to say.

Her hands were stained with blood, and there were actually many of those who were killed by her. Many instructions will be accompanied by a commotion/commotion when they are issued, but ...... In her position, she had to shoulder the burden on her shoulders.

Mycroft gave her everything that few people were able to achieve, and she needed to repay her with everything she had.

Ancia stepped on the lawn one after another, when was the last time she was so presumptuous? Twelve or thirteen? It was a long, long time ago anyway.

Anthea finally stopped there and reached out to catch the snowflakes that fell from the sky, as if the snow was ...... It's big again.

"Should go back."

Ancia said to herself, back in the villa, she was the first secretary of the British government in charge of the "power of life and death".

"London is such a snowy place."

At this time, an umbrella appeared above Anthea's head, and a somewhat familiar voice sounded in her ears.

"Miss Anthea, it's snowing again in London."

Ancia saw some familiar faces, and those familiar pupils.

"Erin? Adler. ”

She called out the man's name without hesitation, and only Ancia herself knew her heart, although the appearance of this man beat violently twice.

"Wrong, Elena? Hill. ”

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