"Actually, I think you guys really need me to stay here with you for a while. Don't you need me?" Kayson said quietly from the back seat of the car outside the airport.
"No, you don't want to," Holmes said bluntly.
"We haven't seen each other for so long, don't you want to see your old friend more often?" Kayson continued.
"Actually, I would be even more grateful if you could return to England soon and crush our new friend England Tom Riddle. Then we could see you every summer and winter vacation, or even after work," Holmes said slowly.
"So... So the truth is, do you think I bothered you?" Kayson suddenly realized something and said.
Holmes remained silent, but got out of the car to take out Kayson's luggage. However, upon opening the trunk, he realized that Kayson was a wizard, so he... had no luggage.
"Emmm..." But he quickly changed his target and chose to open the back door directly. He looked at Kayson, who was still sitting in the car.
"Do you need me to treat you?"
Kayson pursed his lips. "Never mind, I'm getting on the plane now." He got out of the car, took the ticket from Flower Life's hand, waved to Holmes and Flower Life, but soon felt something was off, so he stuck out two middle fingers and then ran quickly into the airport.
"That guy is as good at manipulating people's minds as ever," Holmes said, as if caught off guard.
England... Black family manor.
"Kids, I'm back!" Kayson suddenly pushed open the door and said cheerfully to the large group of people inside.
Everyone glanced at Kayson, then went back to their own business.
"??? Why is the reaction so cold?" Kayson asked, somewhat surprised.
"You left yesterday and came back today, emmmm... To be honest, I'm more inclined to believe that the plane you were on crashed than that you came back from solving a problem. I'd say you swam back from the ocean, or that you arrived in the America but didn't even get a hot meal before being sent back."
Dumbledore started spouting nonsense.
"Although I did eat a lot of pizza and hamburgers over there, it's nonsense to say I didn't solve the problem." Kayson sat down, crossed his legs, and grumbled as he spoke.
"Oh? What insightful opinion do you have?" Dumbledore asked, while the others gathered around to listen.
Kayson recounted Holmes's reasoning to everyone, and then Harry's head lit up.
"I happen to know a place where things are hidden."
Everyone turned their attention to Harry.
Feeling a little strange being stared at, Harry shrugged. "Don't you all know about the Room of Requirement? You just need to ask it to give you a room to hide things. It's perfect for secluded, hard-to-find corners that most people don't know about, and... it's exactly what it's for."
"What we're really curious about is what you've hidden?" Sirius asked curiously.
"Is this problem really that difficult?" Harry said, shrugging his shoulders with a hint of helplessness.
"More or less." Everyone nodded in unison.
"Are you really that interested in the personal privacy of an underage wizard?" Harry asked.
Sirius raised an eyebrow. "Actually, back in our day, we kept our private things under the mattress, or we'd just unzip the pillowcase and stuff them in. We didn't need to go to the Room of Requirement to have it specially set up as a hiding place for us."
"So what we're really curious about now is, just how big is that secret you're talking about? Isn't this '20th Anniversary Happy Cup' enough for you? Don't tell me you got a doll," Sirius said curiously.
"I don't have that kind of thing!" Harry said anxiously.
Ron appeared behind him at that moment. "It's okay, brother. We're all young men full of vigor. It's normal to have that kind of thing. Just like me, would I tell you that I have a doll hidden under my mattress? It's not something shameful."
"I really didn't," Harry said with a look of utter despair.
"So what exactly are you hiding?" Sirius asked.
" The Half-Blood Prince Potions textbook. When Professor Snape saw me use the potion from that textbook, he wanted me to show him the textbook and also check my dormitory. So I hid the book in the Room of Requirement." Harry ultimately chose to tell the truth.
Then he looked at Ron, who had just betrayed him. "The thing I hid was the Half-Blood Prince's book, and what you hid was that... doll..."
At this moment, Ron looked exactly like a McDonald's spokesperson, looking at everyone with a bitter expression, and everyone was looking at him.
Sirius picked up a die from the table, Transfiguration it into a red nose with his wand, and clipped it onto Ron's nose.
Then he gently patted his shoulder to help him relax a bit.
"We're both men, and I think when I was your age, I really never hid a doll..." Sirius continued to add.
"Brother, you seem to be suppressing your emotions a bit too much. Is Hermione really that fierce?" Neville walked over and said with pity.
"From now on..." Hermione walked over and looked at Ron, unsure of what to say.
"I won't stop you from playing with tiles anymore. You can also kiss Mommy if you want." After saying that, she held Ron's big head and kissed it before leaving.
Only Ron remained sitting in the main seat, his face flushed and frightening.
Kayson looked at Ron and felt that he seemed a little... dead.
[Damn it, after Black Iron 1, my rank isn't Bronze 3, it's Iron 1! Geneva! Refund!]