Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts.

Chapter 366 The Wizard Who Spent Two and a Half Years Learning Magic
"This dilapidated house has been vacant for ten years. When I first came back, it was hard to even find a decent bowl or plate."

Sirius shook his head and chuckled self-deprecatingly, his gaze sweeping over Sherlock, Hermione, and the Weasley siblings, before he spoke sincerely:

"Thank you for standing firmly with Harry when he needed you most."

Over the past week, Sirius Black, who had made a triumphant return from Azkaban, had Harry recount his experiences over the years in detail.

Upon hearing about his experiences before entering the magical world, he decided to go to Privet Drive and teach the Dursleys a lesson.

However, Harry persuaded him to stop.

This made Harry feel somewhat fortunate.

Spending a lot of time with Sherlock, I unconsciously started applying some of his deductive reasoning techniques to my daily life.

Of course, it can't compare to Sherlock's ability to clearly explain what a person has done with just a glance.

However, given Sirius's personality, predicting his reaction after hearing about his childhood is not difficult.

So even though Sirius asked him to explain everything in detail, he held back and didn't reveal all of the Dursleys' actions towards him over the years.

Otherwise, judging from Sirius's angry reaction after only hearing the gist of the story, he would have had no chance of persuading the other party.

As Harry grew older, he gradually began to understand the Dursleys' mindset back then.

The most important reason was that, with Sherlock's help, Aunt Petunia finally spoke her mind, which had been buried for many years.

As Sherlock once said, the most direct cause of most misunderstandings in the world is a lack of communication.

Once you open your heart and speak your mind, things are often resolved, and things rarely escalate to an irreparable point.

Unfortunately, some people have mouths but can't speak, just like they're mute.

In short, after Aunt Petunia shared her thoughts over the years and apologized for it, kind-hearted Harry forgave her.

If he hadn't been so busy lately, he would have liked to visit the Dursleys.

Since the two sides have completely repaired their relationship, Harry felt there was no need to make things worse.

Otherwise, the first person he would have wronged was Sherlock, who had helped him.

After informing Sirius that he had reconciled with the Dursleys and recounting his childhood in a roundabout way, Harry decisively shifted the focus to his life at Hogwarts.

This time, just as Sirius Black said, every detail was taken into account.

Harry Potter, a wizard who studied magic for two and a half years, enjoys boxing, fencing, and Quidditch.

However, in Sirius's view, although Harry had only been exposed to magic for two and a half years, his experiences in this world were far more exciting than those in the Muggle world.

Although Sirius Black was only 35 years old, his life was full of ups and downs and many exciting events.

As a descendant of the Black family, the oldest and most famous pure-blood family in the magical world, his lineage alone puts him far ahead of others—even if he is unwilling to admit it.

Soon after entering Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, he became good friends with James Potter, a descendant of another ancient wizarding family, and quickly became a prominent figure in the school.

During his seven years at school, he became sworn brothers with werewolves, formed a raider squad, and while maintaining excellent grades, he routinely bullied classmates he didn't like.

It wasn't until my good friend turned over a new leaf in his later years and won the heart of his sweetheart that I took the opportunity to send them my blessings.

After graduation, he joined the Order of the Phoenix and participated in the Wizarding Wars with his brothers, standing firmly on the front line against the Dark Lord.

After finally winning the war and when it was time to reward those who had contributed, he was misunderstood and sent to Azkaban, the most terrible prison in the world, where he stayed for twelve years.

Twelve years later, things took an unexpected turn, and he became the first person in history to successfully escape from prison.

Based on this resume alone, Sirius Black is more than qualified to be the protagonist of a novel.

Even so, Harry's experience at school still surprised him.

At the age of 11, when he was in first grade, he had already encountered Voldemort and his minions.

Fortunately, with the help of a clever friend and the ancient magic left by his mother Lily, he didn't die young.

Just one year later, he met another Voldemort.

However, based on Harry's description, Sirius felt that the young Voldemort, Tom Riddle, was more imposing than the Dark Lord.

Back when Sirius was in school, the Secret Chamber legend was just a legend.

Unexpectedly, when Harry started school, Voldemort was able to manipulate others into unlocking the legendary secret and unleashing the Basilisk to attack the students, causing such a huge commotion, all with just a diary from fifty years ago and a memory.

Fortunately, this time they were more experienced in dealing with such situations. With the help of their resourceful friends, they not only successfully located the secret room but also arranged for outside help in advance, thus successfully solving the problem.

Needless to say, by the time they reach the third grade, it's even more pronounced.

Even Sirius Black, who was eager to catch Peter and take revenge, planned to wait until the holiday was over and the students returned to school before making any plans.

Unexpectedly, before the holiday was even over, the culprit was immediately identified.

Coupled with the Ministry of Magic's initial arrogance followed by obsequiousness, things went incredibly smoothly.

Think back to when I was Harry's age, I was still hanging out with my best buddies, teasing innocent girls and bullying snotty-nosed kids.

From this perspective, the gap between the two sides is indeed quite large.

One name appears very frequently in Harry's account.

Sherlock Holmes.

Through Harry's description, Sirius also understood that without Sherlock, he would never be in such a good situation now.

Ultimately, it was his own fault as a godfather who had failed in his duty.

It was incredibly selfish of him to spend twelve years in Azkaban with only the thought of atonement in mind!
These memories flashed through Sirius's mind. He collected his thoughts, gave Sherlock a deep look, then put on a carefree smile again, raising his glass high.
"Welcome everyone to this not-so-pleasant but still manageable old house!"

The house was a headache, but the meals were a genuine expression of the three ladies' love!
Don't be shy, eat as much as you want, and there's more...

"As long as you don't tear down the ceiling, you can do whatever you want!"

"Cheers!"

Sirius's indulgence undoubtedly made his friends extremely happy.

Normally, a setting with the Weasley twins present is unlikely to be dull. Now that the hosts have said that, the kitchen immediately becomes lively.

Sirius provided the finest ingredients, and the three ladies contributed their exquisite culinary skills.

The combination of these two factors made today's meal especially delicious.

Everyone began to feast, and Ron once again demonstrated his signature move—holding two chicken legs.

Sirius, there's something I've always wanted to tell you.

During the meal, Mrs. Weasley couldn't help but say, "I noticed it when I came here a couple of days ago; there seems to be something locked inside the writing desk in the living room on the second floor."

It's always shaking and making a rattling sound; it's probably just a boggart.

But I think it would be best to have Moody's take a look before releasing it.

"Of course you can." Sirius Black had no objection.

“Also, there are meerkats everywhere in the curtains there,” Mrs. Weasley said after Sirius agreed. “I think I’ll have to figure out how to get rid of them tomorrow.”

“Thank you so much, I could be more grateful,” Sirius said sincerely. “Neither Harry nor I are good at dealing with these things.”

Harry couldn't help but smile sheepishly upon hearing this.

On the day he started his holiday, he was confident that with his years of experience in the Dursley family, he would have no problem managing the old house.

To everyone's surprise, the wizard's house and the Muggle's house were completely different things.

Looking back now, I realize I was far too confident back then.

Who is Moody?

Sherlock suddenly asked.

Mrs. Weasley quickly exchanged a glance with her husband, then said, "Alastor Moody, he is..."

"I understand. Is Mom talking about Mad-Eye Moody?"

George Weasley interjected, spreading marmalade on his bread, "That lunatic—"

"Your dad has a very high opinion of Mad-Eye Moody."

Mrs. Weasley said sternly, clearly displeased with how George addressed Moody.

"Yes, Dad collects electrical plugs, right?"

Fred Weasley whispered to Sherlock, "I actually think they're all the same kind of people..."

Don't think I can't hear what you're saying!

Mrs. Weasley's voice grew louder.

The twin brothers immediately fell silent.

"Don't listen to their nonsense, Sherlock."

Mrs. Weasley turned to Sherlock and said earnestly, “Alastor Moody was a very great wizard back then—and still is now, and he was an old friend of Dumbledore.”

He used to work at the Ministry of Magic, a master at catching dark wizards, and one of the most powerful Aurors; he filled half the cells in Azkaban.

Sherlock nodded upon hearing this, showing some interest in this former Auror.

Being able to fill half of Azkaban single-handedly clearly distinguishes him from the incompetent bunch at the Ministry of Magic.

Mrs. Weasley sighed before continuing:

"But precisely because of this, he has also made many enemies."

I think you should understand that it mainly involves the relatives of those he captured.

This wouldn't normally be a problem, but unfortunately, he's become increasingly suspicious as he's gotten older, and he doesn't trust anyone.

"It means that everyone looks like a Death Eater."

George Weasley, who was standing nearby, added that after being glared at by Mrs. Weasley, he quickly lowered his head and began to eat.

"For these reasons, and with the encouragement of those people, he simply retired."

However, I think this is a good thing for him; it's time for him to enjoy a peaceful and quiet life he's never experienced before.

“But I still trust him,” Mr. Weasley interjected. “It’s perfectly fine to just check if there’s a Boggart in the house.”

Sherlock nodded slightly.

Even Mrs. Weasley believed that a professional should be consulted before cleaning the house, which shows that this old house was indeed more difficult to deal with than imagined.

"Excuse me, what are Boggart and Vixen?"

This time, the one asking the questions was Mrs. Holmes.

She's finding it increasingly interesting to listen to the wizards' conversations.

"Boggarts and vixens are both unique magical creatures in the magical world."

Boggarts are spiritual beings that can transform into the shapes people fear most.

The vixen, also known as the biting fairy, has a human-like shape but is very small. They proliferate in rooms, typically inhabiting fabrics.

After hearing Hermione's explanation, Mrs. Weasley nodded in agreement. "It's a pity I didn't bring that book with me, otherwise we could have started today."

"What book, Mom?"

Ginny asked curiously.

"Giddro Lockhart's Guide to Getting Rid of Household Pests is truly a great book!"

Mrs. Weasley's face showed a nostalgic look. "Of course, Professor Lockhart was also remarkable, but it's a pity he's still in a coma."

"..."

(End of this chapter)