[Comprehensive] Sherlock's Secret

Sirius Black was driven by the impromptu portkey made by Su Fu to travel an unknown distance, and finally arrived at the bustling city, where he landed on the balcony of an old apartment in London.

When he landed, he couldn't stand stably, and almost fell out of the railing, knocking down the flower pot next to him, making a loud noise.

Sirius got up from the ground in embarrassment, frowned and looked into the room—the room was dark, obviously no one was there.

However, in the thick and inextricable darkness, a voice suddenly came out.

"If you try to steal something in this room, I think you will be disappointed."

The lights in the room suddenly brightened.

Sirius took a look at the furnishings in the bedroom in an instant—he had been here a long time ago, and although his memory was blurred, it hadn't changed at all in the past ten years.

Four Maple Street, an apartment belonging to Sue Frank.

He recovered his composure, and saw a tall and thin young man walking out of Deng Ying's pupils, he said in an extremely disgusted tone, "A homeless man?"

"Su's friend?" Sirius said in a deep voice, he had seen this person when he ran into Su Fu a few months ago, what did Su say about him at that time?

Sherlock's footsteps stopped, and he said in a flash: "——Wizard?"

"Muggles—you know?" Sirius asked in surprise, looked around the room, and murmured, "Sue's house is not forbidden to apparate—" He turned back, but stood still, "I It's Sirius Black, it's—"

"A fugitive." Sherlock's sharp eyes moved away from him indifferently.

"how do you--"

"Muggle?"

Sirius looked stunned, he didn't understand how this person could have concluded his current status in one word the first time he met him.

"Su told you?"

Sherlock gave a scrutinizing laugh, almost without a smile: "There is no need for her to say, your clothes, physical condition and eyes tell me that you are wanted at this time - what is your name? Sirius Black... ...a murderer who escaped from prison in July ... a wizard with special powers?"

Sirius' eyes darkened, and he said in a hoarse voice: "I could have proved myself innocent tonight—"

"But you failed." Sherlock's smile became sarcastic, "If you successfully exonerated, you wouldn't suddenly appear here for no reason—"

"Yes..." Sirius smiled wryly and shook his head, "Su is right, your mind is indeed admirable."

"Thanks for the compliment," Sherlock withdrew his smile, turned and walked towards the living room with a blank expression, "Su saved you and brought you here——then you are her guest, and you seem to know her very well ...or I really want to kick you out."

The last sentence was very soft, but Sirius still heard it, he followed Sherlock into the living room indifferently, and said in surprise: "It really hasn't changed at all——"

Sherlock turned his head, frowned, but still had no expression: "Have you been here before?"

"a decade ago……"

"Over ten years?"

Sirius recalled: "About fourteen or five years ago, not long after graduation, the mysterious man was still very powerful at that time. Su's house used to be a stronghold of the Order of the Phoenix, and members of the Order of the Phoenix often came and went."

Words such as "Mysterious Man" and "Order of the Phoenix" were probably unheard of by Sherlock, but this did not prevent him from instantly judging that these were two opposing factions fighting against each other, and that Su Fu belonged to the "Order of the Phoenix". "Party.

But his focus is not on these things, he deliberately asked: "Isn't Su still a child fourteen or five years ago?"

"I saw her for the first time... probably in the fourth grade, and she was the same as now," Sirius said with some doubts, "The last time I saw her before going to Azkaban was 13 years ago, Harry was just born - just like now..."

"So," Sherlock mused, "she won't grow old?"

"No one knows her origin," Sirius shrugged, "she just appeared out of thin air like that—Su is a very powerful wizard, her magic... probably only Dumbledore can match, and only Deng Bullido knows who she really is."

Sherlock raised his eyebrows noncommittally. It's really puzzling that someone is so mysterious that even the wizard doesn't know her past.

"I advise you not to stain her carpet. Since you have known her for a long time, you should know how serious her cleanliness is—"

Sirius was stunned for a moment, and then a certain expression of "dread" appeared on his face, probably recalling the fear of being dominated by obsessive-compulsive disorder, and hurriedly cast a dozen cleaning spells on the place he walked, half Xiang helplessly spread his hands and said, "My magic wand is broken, the wandless spell won't work very well..."

Sherlock didn't pay any attention to what he said, but stared at the crumpled roll of parchment in his palm and said: "Her handwriting."

Sirius lowered his head in response: "Speaking of which, I don't know what it is—Su probably made a door key with a roll of waste paper..."

Sherlock took the roll of parchment and unfolded it: "...is a list—Alia Denekural, Darcy Syndra, Peter Pettigrew—"

"Peter?" Sirius called out at the name, interrupting him.

"What happened to Peter Pettigrew?"

Sirius snatched the list, and his violent eyes fell on one of the names. After a while, he shrugged and said dejectedly: "This should be the wizard and Muggle who was killed by Peter 13 years ago. You... look, that's it, I trusted the wrong man, he framed me, and I went to jail for it—"

Sherlock pulled the parchment back again, and said indifferently, "Stupid."

Sirius stood up in a "bass", his eyes suddenly became angry, and seemed to burst into sharp sparks, but when he touched Sherlock's mocking smile, he finally sat back down as if discouraged, and said after a while: "...you said Yes."

Sherlock sneered: "Under what circumstances did Su save you, but he had to stay where he was?"

Mentioning this, Sirius' expression immediately became serious, he frowned and said: "I was locked in the basement, they seemed to be in a hurry, they came in a hurry, the point is——I seemed to hear Filch's voice when I left. sound!"

"So she is likely to be in danger?" Sherlock asked back, and immediately grabbed the phone to call Su Fu.

Of course it couldn't be connected.

"Su is at Hogwarts, that thing will be disturbed by the magic magnetic field, it's useless—" Sirius hurriedly and aimlessly circled around twice, staring at the fireplace and muttering, "Floo powder? No way. ...Dumbledore is definitely not in the office at this time, and the other professors can't believe it-"

Sherlock called again, still no response.

"I can only wait for her reply..."

"It's best for her not to have any accidents," Sherlock stared at the dark night outside the window with dark green eyes, and said in a casual tone, "otherwise I don't care about your wizard magic, and you will have to pay a price..."

"Su will be fine," Sirius said suddenly, "she is very powerful—you probably don't know that all the Death Eaters are no match for her, and it is said that the mysterious man hunted and killed her himself, but she has never been unharmed -"

Sherlock nodded nonchalantly, made another phone call that couldn't be connected, casually picked up the parchment on the table, glanced to the end, and fixed his eyes on the last name in the corner.

"Matalia Eskes?"

"what happened?"

Sherlock frowned: "Daniel Eskes' mother."

Sirius looked confused: "Who the hell?"

At this time, there was a busy tone from his mobile phone, saying that the call was waiting to be answered——

He immediately picked up the phone, but the screen kept showing waiting to answer, and it hung up automatically after dozens of seconds, and he redialed it again.

This time someone finally answered the phone, but it was a strange little girl's voice, mixed with whimpering wind, which was not very clear.

"Why do you have Sue Frank's phone?" Sherlock asked.

The little girl was quite astute, so she immediately explained the specific situation in a simple way. Sherlock stared at Sirius coldly, and said word by word: "—Unfortunately, she is not as omnipotent as you imagined, She was taken away by the Ministry of Magic!"

"What?!" Sirius stood up excitedly from the stool, but accidentally bumped his head into the shelf of the hanging basket, there was a messy sound of "ping, ping, ping, ping, ping," and Sherlock pulled him up: "We saved her! "

"How to save!" Sirius said angrily, "I'm a fugitive and you're a Muggle, how are we going to fight against the Ministry of Magic—"

"Daniel Eskes."

"What—I don't know this person!"

Sherlock threw him back on the stool, stared into his dark eyes and said impatiently, "Now I ask you to answer, and you have to answer everything you know—"

Before Sirius could react, he heard him speak quickly: "According to what you said, the murderer who framed you—Peter Pettigrew, killed everyone on this paper?"

"...yes, thirteen wizards and seven Muggles."

"What method did he use to kill these people, or what was the scene like?"

"—A powerful black magic, everyone was blown away, and the corpses were mutilated..."

"Explosion, good," Sherlock interrupted him, "if there were witnesses at the scene—that is, ordinary people who saw wizards using magic, how would your government deal with it?"

"Erasing memories—" Sirius said, "the Ministry of Magic has an internal organization that does this..."

"Use magic to erase their memories—then, the last question," Sherlock leaned forward slightly towards him, "is it possible to recover the erased memories?"

"This—" Sirius choked suddenly, he frowned and thought, "It shouldn't be possible—but wizards with advanced magic should be able to do it, such as Dumbledore..."

"Okay," Sherlock put the phone back to his ear, and said, "If Sirius Black is proven innocent, Su can also be acquitted."

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