Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 271 That's the person

Arthur Weasley pulled Sherlock and Harry down to sit, then looked around: "Isn't Mr. Holmes home?"

"Uncle Holmes and Aunt Holmes have gone out on some business."

After saying that, Harry immediately asked anxiously, "Mr. Weasley, what happened?"

Mr. Weasley did not answer immediately, but turned his gaze to Sherlock: "Did Arnold tell you about this?"

"Otherwise?" Sherlock retorted. "I can't have figured it out myself, can I?"

"Seriously, that Arnold guy..."

Mr. Weasley shook his head, a helpless expression on his face: "In that case, I have no choice but to tell you..."

Harry perked up immediately upon hearing Mr. Weasley's words.

Although he didn't understand at first why Mr. Weasley had come all the way to Sherlock's house, let alone why he was in such a hurry to use magic to open the door.

However, through his conversation with Sherlock, Harry had already formed a vague guess in his mind.

Judging from Mr. Weasley's expression, he was also planning to tell the truth.

That's good.

He hates the feeling of being kept in the dark the most.

However, to his surprise, no sooner had Mr. Weasley finished speaking than Sherlock said:

"Actually... you're the one who wanted to tell Harry about this, right?"

"what?"

Mr. Weasley looked at Sherlock in astonishment, his eyes filled with utter shock.

Harry first looked at Sherlock with the same surprise as Mr. Weasley, and then turned his gaze to Mr. Weasley.

He was completely confused by Sherlock. What was going on?

In order to get Mr. Weasley to the point as quickly as possible, Sherlock began to speak at an extremely fast pace:
"First, you just used a lock-picking charm to force your way into my house, yet you insist that this was permitted by the Ministry of Magic."

If they truly had official authorization, why didn't they contact them beforehand through normal channels?

Even Ron has learned to make phone calls, so I don't think Mr. Weasley, who is more interested in the Muggle world, wouldn't do the same.

This seemingly reasonable but unnecessary caution actually exposes your attempt to create the illusion of urgent official business to conceal your true purpose.

Secondly, the buttons on your left lapel are misbuttoned, and there are small balls of yarn stuck to your cuffs, which is the wool Mrs. Weasley usually uses when knitting sweaters.

There is a fresh tear on your left elbow, caused when someone grabbed you urgently.

Also, your tie is crooked, you have obvious eye bags, and you seemed very happy to see Harry at first, but then you became embarrassed.

Therefore, I made a dual inference: your mind has been under high tension recently, your happiness when you saw us stemmed from the confirmation of your safety, while your embarrassment suggested that you went against the wishes of some people.

Among these people are your boss and your wife.

This further suggests that you had a disagreement with Mrs. Weasley about this matter before you came here.

Third, when I mentioned that Black was at Hogwarts, your first reaction wasn't to question the veracity of that statement, but rather to ask whether the person who told me this was actually Pisgood. This eagerness was as obvious as an ink stain on a blank sheet of paper.

Fourth, while Mr. Pisgood, as a member of the group that reverses accidental magical events, does not have the authority to interrogate prisoners in Azkaban, he is able to know the content of Black's sleep-talking before his escape from Azkaban.

Fifth, I received three letters, all warning me to be wary of the fugitive Black, but only Mr. Pisgood knew that Harry was staying at our house, and he also said that someone from the Ministry of Magic would be coming to our house soon.

The three cross-verifications of behavioral contradictions, abnormal information, and the logic of authority are enough to reconstruct your struggles within the Ministry of Magic and with your family and relatives.

Based on my understanding of the Ministry of Magic, Minister Fudge probably treats Harry like a child, yet you object to his childlike perception of Harry.

On the other hand, you are trying to reconcile your relationship with your wife, and ultimately choose this roundabout way to awaken Harry's sense of crisis.

Therefore, there is only one truth—

Sherlock paused:

“You, Mr. Arthur Weasley, are the one who actually wants to tell Harry.”

Under the astonished gazes of Mr. Weasley and Harry, Sherlock stared intently at Mr. Weasley:
"So, what exactly are you trying to say?"

"hiss--"

Mr. Weasley couldn't help but gasp.

He stood there stunned for several seconds before looking at Sherlock and slowly saying:

“If I didn’t know you well enough, I would really suspect that you secretly used Legilimency on me.”

“Mr. Weasley, you’re not the first person to say that to me.”

"Yes, yes...I can imagine..."

At this point, Mr. Weasley gave a wry smile:
"As you said, I think Harry has the right to know all of this."

I tried to tell Fudge, but he insisted on treating Harry like a child, even though Harry was already thirteen.

"Thank you, Uncle Weasley."

Harry said, quite moved, that he was fed up with being deceived all the time.

"No need to thank me, Harry. There's no point in not telling you this."

Did you know that the entire Ministry of Magic went crazy when they learned that Black had escaped from Azkaban?

It's now clear that he came for you—even if Fudge doesn't want this reported, the fact remains. If you hadn't happened to come to Sherlock's house at that time, I would be standing on Privet Drive right now.

However… your unexpected arrival here is actually more convenient than on Privet Road.”

"Convenient? Convenient in what way?"

"Of course, it's for the convenience of surveillance, or rather, to protect you—we'll obviously be more cooperative with the Ministry of Magic than the Dursleys."

So… Mr. Weasley, you did indeed have an argument with Mrs. Weasley earlier?”

"Yes, Molly believes that Harry is absolutely safe at Hogwarts, and telling him the truth would only scare him."

"Heh, the Ministry of Magic said before that Azkaban was absolutely safe, but someone escaped without anyone noticing and even told the Muggle Prime Minister about it."

"Ahem... That's what I said too."

However, Molly would prefer Harry to return to school with a positive attitude, rather than carrying this mental burden.

“It’s alright, Uncle Weasley. As long as Mr. Dumbledore is at Hogwarts, Black will not be able to get in.”

Harry finally understood what had happened.

In short—Sirius Black is looking for him.

He took a deep breath and, under Mr. Weasley's worried gaze, said:
“You know, I’m not trying to be a hero—but honestly, Sirius Black can’t be any more terrifying than Voldemort…uh, sorry, I didn’t mean it.”

The conversation, which had been going smoothly, came to a halt when Harry mentioned Voldemort.

Mr. Weasley visibly flinched when he heard the name.

“It’s alright, Harry. I know you’re braver than Fudge thinks, but that’s not what I’m here to talk about today.”

"Then you mean..."

Seeing that Mr. Weasley was still hesitant, Sherlock simply spoke for him:

"You want Harry to stay in Hogwarts Castle and not go anywhere until Black gets caught, right?"

Harry was stunned by Sherlock's words.

Mr. Weasley paused for a moment, then gave a wry smile:
"As expected, nothing can be hidden from you—sorry, Harry, this is the only point on which Molly and I agree."

You and Sherlock have never been the type to stay put; you always sneak off to play on your own.

As far as I know, you have ventured into the Forbidden Forest more than once.

But Harry, Sherlock, you absolutely cannot do this again this year!
You know what? Anything can happen on the way your uncle brought you from Privet Road to here!

I still get chills just thinking about it!
Thankfully, you arrived here safely in the end.

During this period, the Ministry of Magic will provide you with strict protection until you enter Hogwarts.

It took Harry quite a while to recover from his shock.

He finally understood why Sherlock had said he couldn't go to Hogsmeade this semester.

Although he knew Sherlock's deductions had never been wrong, he still asked, just in case:
"Is that really the case, Mr. Weasley?"
You want me to promise to be a good boy and not leave Hogwarts Castle?

"Not even Hogsmeade?"

Seeing Harry's sullen expression, Mr. Weasley felt a little ashamed, but still nodded:

"That's true, but not entirely."

Hearing Mr. Weasley say that made Harry, who was already sullen, feel even worse.

Not being allowed to leave the castle isn't enough?
What else do you want from me?
Sherlock watched Mr. Weasley with great interest, waiting for him to continue.

He could sense that Mr. Weasley had another big one planned.

Sure enough, the usually amiable Mr. Weasley became serious:
“Harry, I need you to promise me that you will never go to Black.”

Harry was stunned. "Mr. Weasley, what are you saying?"

Sherlock raised an eyebrow, gave a soft "oh," and then looked thoughtful.

“Promise me, Harry,” Mr. Weasley continued, seemingly oblivious to Harry’s surprise, “that no matter what happens, you will never go to Black.”

“But…why would I go looking for someone I know will kill me?” Harry asked, puzzled.

He even wondered if Mr. Weasley had been driven insane by Black's escape.

Knowing that the other party wants to kill him, why would he still go to him?

What is this? Do they think they're not living long enough and are courting death?

"because……"

A hint of hesitation suddenly appeared on Mr. Weasley's face, as if he had some unspeakable secret that prevented him from readily telling Harry about it.

"Please, Mr. Weasley, tell me the truth!"

Harry panicked when he saw him like that.

He said he was thirteen years old and had the right to know the truth.

But when it comes to crucial issues, he starts to stammer and hesitate. Is he playing me for a fool?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but turn to Sherlock: "Sherlock..."

Harry's intention was to get Sherlock's help in persuading Mr. Weasley.

To everyone's surprise, after seeing his friend's pleading look, Sherlock immediately gave the answer:
"So... Sirius Black is that person, isn't he, Mr. Weasley?"

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