On the way to the station, Silan closed his eyes in thought, his fingers twitching unconsciously.
Hermione knew that whenever Silan had something on his mind, he was always like this, so she did not disturb him. She took out a book on Ancient Runes and read it herself.
Perhaps thinking was the most exhausting thing for Silan.
Bit by bit, he caught and separated the chaotic thoughts in his mind, carefully processing them and sorting them out.
The matter most worth considering at the moment was Sirius.
Before capturing Sirius, Silan had prepared quite a few things for him and arranged for Norbert and the others to feed and care for him well.
But Silan could not keep him for nothing.
"But what use is Sirius?"
A fugitive wanted in both the Wizarding World and the Muggle World was nothing but a hot potato to him.
The only useful thing was the Black family's wealth, but all that money was locked away in Gringotts vaults, and he could not withdraw it.
Silan opened his eyes and looked at Harry. "As leverage against Sirius, Harry is more than qualified."
This was Silan's greatest advantage.
He had Sirius under his control, and he had Harry under his control as well. Naturally, he held absolute initiative in this matter.
As long as he helped the two clear up their misunderstanding, Sirius would most likely not refuse if Silan asked for money.
But that method was too crude, and it would make Silan seem excessively greedy, though he truly was...
Even though Silan was greedy and wanted more, he did not want to settle this matter in such an ugly way.
The Black family's wealth was naturally useful to him, but beyond that, the status and reputation of the Black family as one