Arthur Weasley had Sherlock and Harry sit down and looked around. "Isn't Mr. Hols at ho?"
"Uncle Hols and Aunt are out on business."
After saying this, Harry imdiately asked urgently. "Mr. Weasley, what exactly happened?"
Mr. Weasley didn't answer imdiately, but turned his gaze to Sherlock. "This matter... did Arnold tell you?"
"What else?" Sherlock asked back, "I couldn't have guessed it myself, could I?"
"Really, that fellow Arnold..."
Mr. Weasley shook his head and showed a helpless expression. "Since that's the case, I can only tell you..."
Hearing Mr. Weasley's words, Harry imdiately perked up.
Although he initially didn't understand why Mr. Weasley had co specifically to Sherlock's house, much less why he was so anxious that he had to use magic to open the door.
But through his conversation with Sherlock, Harry already had a vague guess in his mind.
Looking at Mr. Weasley's deanor, he seed prepared to reveal this matter.
That was good.
He hated that feeling of being kept in the dark most of all.
However, what he didn't expect was that just as Mr. Weasley finished speaking, Sherlock said.
"Actually... you're the one who wants to tell Harry about this, aren't you?"
"Huh?"
"What?"
Mr. Weasley looked at Sherlock in surprise, the shock in his eyes beyond asure.
Harry first looked at Sherlock in surprise like Mr. Weasley, then imdiately turned his gaze to Mr. Weasley.
He was already confused by Sherlock. What was going on exactly?
To get Mr. Weasley to the point as quickly as possible, Sherlock spoke at an extrely fast pace.
"First, you just used the Unlocking Charm to forcibly enter my house, yet you emphasized that this matter had Ministry approval.
If you truly had official authorization, why not contact us through normal channels beforehand?
Even Ron has learned to use the telephone, and I don't believe Mr. Weasley, who is more interested in the Muggle world, wouldn't know how to do this.
This seemingly reasonable but unnecessary caution actually exposes your attempt to create the illusion of urgent official business to cover your true purpose.
Second, your left lapel button is fastened incorrectly, and your cuff has small wool fibers on it, the exact type of wool Mrs. Weasley typically uses when knitting sweaters.
There's a fresh tear on your left elbow, caused by soone grabbing you urgently.
Also, your tie is crooked, you have obvious bags under your eyes, you were very happy to see Harry initially, but then imdiately showed embarrassnt.
So, I made a dual deduction. recently you've been under constant ntal stress, your happiness upon seeing us stemd from confirming our safety, while your embarrassnt suggests you've gone against certain people's wishes.
These people include both your superiors and your wife.
From this, we can further deduce that before coming here, you had an argunt with Mrs. Weasley about this matter.
Third, when I ntioned Black saying 'he's at Hogwarts now', your first reaction wasn't to question the truth of the statent itself, but to urgently ask whether the person who told was Peasegood. This eagerness was as obvious as ink on white paper.
Fourth, Mr. Peasegood, as a mber of the Accidental Magic Reversal Squad, has no jurisdiction over Azkaban prisoner interrogations, yet he clearly knows the content of Black's sleep-talking before his escape from Azkaban.
Fifth, I received three letters total, all warning about the escaped convict Black, but only Mr. Peasegood knew Harry was staying at our house, and he ntioned that the Ministry would soon have soone co to our house.
Contradictory behavior, abnormal information, and jurisdictional logic, these three cross-verifications are sufficient to reconstruct your struggles within the Ministry and with your family.
From my understanding of the Ministry, Minister Fudge probably treats Harry like a child, while you oppose his infantilizing perception of Harry.
On the other hand, you're trying to reconcile with your wife, ultimately choosing this roundabout way to awaken Harry's crisis awareness.
So, there's only one truth—"
Sherlock paused.
"You, Arthur Weasley, are the one who truly wants to tell Harry about this."
Under the surprised gazes of Mr. Weasley and Harry, Sherlock looked intently at Mr. Weasley.
"So, what exactly do you want to say?"
"Hiss—"
Mr. Weasley couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath.
He was stunned for several seconds before looking at Sherlock and slowly said.
"If I didn't know you well enough, I'd really suspect you secretly used Legilincy on ."
"Mr. Weasley, you're not the first person to say that to ."
"Yes, yes... I can imagine..."
At this point, Mr. Weasley showed a bitter smile.
"Just as you said, I believe Harry has the right to know all this.
I tried to tell Fudge, but he insists on treating Harry like a child, even though Harry is already thirteen years old."
"Thank you, Uncle Weasley."
Harry said quite emotionally, he was fed up with being lied to and deceived.
"No need to thank , Harry. There's no point in not telling you this.
You know, when we learned that Black had escaped from Azkaban, the entire Ministry went crazy.
Now it's clear that he's coming for you, even if Fudge won't let the papers report this, the facts won't change.
If you hadn't happened to co to Sherlock's house at that ti, I should have appeared on Privet Drive by now.
However, your coincidental arrival here is actually more convenient than Privet Drive."
"Convenient for what?"
"For surveillance, or rather protection, compared to the Dursleys, we would obviously be more cooperative with the Ministry.
So... Mr. Weasley, you did indeed have an argunt with Mrs. Weasley earlier?"
"Yes, Molly thinks Harry is absolutely safe at Hogwarts, and telling him the truth would only frighten him."
"Heh, the Ministry also said Azkaban was absolutely safe before, yet soone escaped without anyone knowing, and they even told the Muggle Pri Minister about it."
"Ahem... that's what I said too.
But Molly would rather Harry have a pleasant mood at school instead of returning to school with such a ntal burden."
"It's all right, Uncle Weasley. As long as Professor Dumbledore is at Hogwarts, Black definitely can't get in."
Harry finally understood the whole story. In short, Sirius Black was looking for him. He took a deep breath and said under Mr. Weasley's worried gaze.
"You know, I don't want to play the hero but honestly, Sirius Black can't be more terrifying than Voldemort... uh, sorry, I didn't an to."
The previously smooth conversation ca to a halt when Harry ntioned Voldemort.
Mr. Weasley visibly flinched when he heard the na.
"It's all right, Harry. I know you're braver than Fudge imagines, but that's not what I ca here to talk about today."
"Then you an..."
Seeing that Mr. Weasley was still hesitating, Sherlock simply said for him.
"You want Harry to stay in Hogwarts castle until Black is caught, not going anywhere, right?"
Hearing Sherlock's words, Harry was stunned.
Mr. Weasley was taken aback, then showed a bitter smile.
"Indeed, nothing can be hidden from you, sorry, Harry, this is the one point where Molly and I agree.
You and Sherlock have never been the settling-down type, always sneaking off to play.
As far as I know, you've gone into the Forbidden Forest more than once.
But Harry, Sherlock, you absolutely cannot do this again this year!
You know, just on the road from Privet Drive to here with your uncle, anything could have happened!
Just thinking about it still gives chills!
Thank goodness you arrived here safely. For the remaining ti, the Ministry will provide you with strict protection until you enter Hogwarts."
It took Harry a long ti to recover from his shock. He finally understood why Sherlock had said earlier that he couldn't go to Hogsade this term.
Although he knew Sherlock's deductions had never been wrong, he still asked with a glimr of hope.
"Is it really like this, Mr. Weasley?
You want to promise to be a good child and not leave Hogwarts castle?
Not even go to Hogsade?"
Seeing Harry's dejected appearance, Mr. Weasley felt sowhat ashad, but still nodded.
"Yes, but not entirely."
Hearing Mr. Weasley say this, Harry, who was already dejected, felt even worse.
Not being allowed to leave the castle wasn't enough?
What else do you want from ?
Sherlock, however, looked at Mr. Weasley with interest, waiting for his continuation.
He could sense that Mr. Weasley had prepared sothing big.
Sure enough, the usually gentle Mr. Weasley beca serious.
"Harry, I want you to promise that you absolutely will not go looking for Black."
Harry was stunned. "Mr. Weasley, what are you talking about?"
Sherlock raised an eyebrow, said "oh" softly, then showed a thoughtful expression.
"Promise , Harry," Mr. Weasley continued as if he hadn't seen Harry's surprise, "no matter what happens, you absolutely must not go looking for Black."
"But... why would I go looking for soone I know would kill ?" Harry asked in confusion.
He even wondered if Mr. Weasley had been driven to ntal disorder by Black's prison break.
Knowing soone wants to kill you, yet going to find them?
What would that be - feeling like you haven't lived long enough, seeking death?
"Because..."
Mr. Weasley's face suddenly showed a hint of hesitation, as if he had sothing difficult to express that prevented him from telling Harry straight out.
"Please, Mr. Weasley, tell the truth!"
Seeing him like this, Harry imdiately beca anxious.
Saying he was already thirteen and had the right to know the truth.
But when it ca to key questions, he started being evasive again. Are you toying with ?
Thinking this, he couldn't help turning to Sherlock. "Sherlock..."
Harry's intention was to get Sherlock to help persuade Mr. Weasley.
He never expected that after seeing his friend's pleading gaze, Sherlock directly gave the answer.
"So... Sirius Black is that person, isn't he, Mr. Weasley?"
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