You go, I don't have a super-British friend like you [Zhongyingmei]

The moment Paige yelled, Harry knew he was done.Her terrified state is enough to show that she is not a witch.On the contrary, Sherlock, who had mistaken him for a gangster at first, looked extremely calm at this moment.Even after going through the magical experience just now, he didn't scream or show anxiety like ordinary Muggles. He looked calm like a wizard who was used to magical things.Harry couldn't help doubting his own judgment, he couldn't help but secretly looked at Sherlock.

When Peggy stopped screaming under the surprised gaze of Stan and other passengers, Stan's face had become quite ugly.

"Who the hell are you?" Stan stared at Peggy angrily and fearfully.

In the face of the undead, don't lie.

Peggy said in a respectful tone while building her mind, "I'm Peggy Kent. I grew up in Smallville, Kansas."

"Smallville? What the hell is that place?" The passengers in the car began to whisper.

While everyone's attention was on Peggy, Sherlock approached Harry unobtrusively: "This is not an ordinary human bus, right? You don't look like an ordinary human either. But you know Peggy, and it looks like You have a good relationship."

Harry cautiously didn't answer, just nodded.

Sherlock never left Stan's eyes: "It seems that we are in trouble now. No matter what you are, it seems that you don't want us ordinary people to know your existence, right? Are you a wizard like them?"

The other party was smarter than anyone he had ever met, even smarter than Hermione.He can guess his identity and figure out the current situation without giving any hints or explanations by himself.In this regard, he is much more reliable than Peggy who seems to have not figured out the situation.

Harry's silence made Sherlock confirm his guess.What troubled him, however, was that he knew so little about wizards, a group he had never met before, that he would not be foolish enough to use information from those fairy tales and legends to deal with the troubles at hand.Given that Harry is unwilling to take the initiative to share information with him, there is only one solution left-threats.

Sherlock patted Peggy on the shoulder, let her sit down on the hard seat, and then said to Stan calmly, "We are not wizards."

When Stan heard this, his first reaction was to check the Garen that Harry gave him just now.His reaction relieved Sherlock a lot. It seemed that these wizards were not very good at using their brains, which made him more confident about what to do next.

"Don't get me wrong, I just said that I am not with her. Whether this little guy is, I have no way of knowing."

After confirming the authenticity of King Gallon, Stan said to Harry in an angry tone: "You are a student of Hogwarts, right! All wizards in England study there, so don't try to deny it. How do you Hanging out with two Muggles? It's against the law, we can't let you ride in this car. No! We have to take you to the Ministry of Magic! Merlin, this is terrible, you're going to be in big trouble! You're killing us There is also big trouble!"

Peggy finally realized that this was not a car of the dead, seeing that these messy messages had a huge impact on her cognition.

alien?she understands.

wizard?What is that?Barbara Little Fairy or something?

Peggy looked at the calm Sherlock in bewilderment.

Sherlock smiled. Words like the Ministry of Magic reminded him of that annoying Mycroft. He didn't understand the world of magic, but thanks to McCoff, he knew a lot about dirty political methods.Since there is an institution similar to the British government in their wizarding system, it is not impossible to use this name to fool these people.

"Why we are with Hogwarts students is not something you can know. The Ministry of Magic is also beyond your control. I advise you to send us to the The Leaky Cauldron, you don't have to worry about the rest."

Stan and the other passengers began to feel uncomfortable with Sherlock's remarks.Sherlock keeps them ignorant of his and Paige's background.They did get in the car with a Hogwarts student.Although the female Muggle behaved like all Muggles, the male Muggle seemed to know everything about the wizarding world.He knew Hogwarts, he knew the Ministry of Magic, he could even pronounce the name of the Leaky Cauldron accurately.The wizards, who were not good at thinking and reasoning, quickly obeyed their first instinct, believing that the two Muggles in front of them did have some kind of connection with the Ministry of Magic.It seems that the rumors that the Ministry of Magic has begun to degenerate in the early years are not groundless.

Stan, who has been dealing with wizards from all walks of life for a long time, now shows intelligence that is different from other wizards.He calmly put on a firm face: "No matter what, we have to send you to the Ministry of Magic! As for how the Ministry of Magic will deal with it, that is between you and the Ministry of Magic."

Sherlock has long been used to this kind of pretentious face, he shrugged easily, and sat down on the bus seat leisurely: "As you like."

The words have been spoken, Stan can only bite the bullet and maintain his tough attitude. His upright appearance is in sharp contrast to Sherlock's leisurely posture.This contrast made the other wizards in the car uneasy.

Unlike Stan, who has a serious job, the wizards who can ride the Knight Bus are a group of fringe characters.They have no legitimate occupations, no prominent family backgrounds, average magic skills, and even lack of means of earning a living.They are not even as good as the prisoners of Azkaban, because they don't even have the ability to pose a threat to Muggles.They are a group of real low-level wizards.Regardless of whether the Ministry of Magic is in collusion with the Muggle government as rumored, there is always nothing good for them when things go to the Ministry of Magic.

Therefore, they felt uneasy and vibes about Stan's tough attitude.

The atmosphere on the bus became tense.Stan insisted on sending Sherlock and his party to the Ministry of Magic, but the passengers insisted not to go to the Ministry of Magic. At least, they were unwilling to accompany Stan to the Ministry of Magic.

"But you are witnesses!"

"It has nothing to do with us!"

"We can't prove anything!"

"Yeah! We didn't even know them."

"I didn't even notice how they got into the car."

"Speaking of... how did they get into the car? Was it magic? Did they Apparate? They were wizards. If they were wizards, why did you send them to the Ministry of Magic?"

"Yes, that's right!"

"Makes sense!"

……

The wizards in the car started talking about it.The situation suddenly became extremely favorable to Sherlock, and he did not interfere with these wizards, but just sat quietly and secretly analyzed the information in their conversation.

The wizards quarreled to the end, ending the controversy with Stan's defeat.He complained angrily about the selfishness and cowardice of these wizards, but he finally chose to send Sherlock and his party to the Leaky Cauldron.

Considering the Muggle identities of Sherlock and Peggy, Stan cautiously asked his partner to park the car at the corner closest to the entrance.In this way, he not only sent the guests to their destination, but also avoided the embarrassing situation of directly sending the wizarding world to Muggles.

After the car came to a complete stop, Sherlock got up gracefully, and showed a careless smile to the cautious Stan and the panicked passengers: "Please keep everything a secret from today. Even if we help the Ministry of Magic to tell the public Hiding the magic world is also a very difficult task."

Passengers in the car quickly nodded their hind legs, indicating that they did not see anyone.

Sherlock took Peggy and Harry out of the car with satisfaction.He winked at Harry, and Harry walked ahead knowingly, leading the way.

Seeing Stan standing by the car door, he looked at them without blinking.Harry had no choice but to lead Peggy and Sherlock to the bar.

Peggy refused in her heart, but Sherlock clasped her shoulders forcefully, so she could only follow Harry into the bar.

It was a bar with a weird feeling.Paige was completely unaware of its presence until Harry stepped onto the steps.It seemed to have appeared out of thin air, appearing abruptly on the streets of London.

"The wizards at the Leaky Cauldron are real wizards. I mean...they're not as easy to fool as those guys on the bus just now," said Harry nervously.

"There is nothing we can do now, little wizard."

Sherlock gently pushed Harry's back.Unsteadily, Harry pushed open the door of the Leaky Cauldron.

The copper bell on the door made a crisp sound.Tom looked up from behind the bar, the words he wanted to greet Harry stuck in his throat.Peggy and Sherlock in Muggle attire made him cautious.

"Harry, is there anything I can do?" Tom asked cautiously.

"Uh... Tom, it's all right, I'm fine."

While pressing Peggy's shoulders tightly, Sherlock said to Tom naturally, "Of course, we need a room. The one that is absolutely quiet."

Just as Tom was about to question the origins of Sherlock and Peggy, Arthur Weasley walked towards Harry quickly.

"Oh! Thanks Merlin! You've got us worried, Harry!"

Harry seemed to see a savior and walked towards Arthur: "Mr. Weasley, sorry, I have a little problem here, can you help me find a way?"

Harry rarely asks himself to do things. Out of trust in Harry, Arthur led Sherlock and Peggy to the guest room on the second floor.

Peggy's bewilderment made Arthur a little worried, but Sherlock's leisurely complacency made Arthur even more suspicious.

Is the wizarding world already an open secret among Muggles?He might not have had a good few days as Director of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Division.

In the guest room on the second floor, Harry told Arthur what had happened.He keenly noticed that Arthur's complexion became more serious after listening to his narration.

"Are we in trouble, Mr. Weasley?"

Arthur pursed his lips and said, "It's a bit tricky. I'll find a way to deal with it. Harry, before school starts, don't leave the Leaky Cauldron at will. At least it's safe here."

"Safe?" After two semesters of life and death, Harry didn't have a good impression of the word, "What does it mean?"

Sherlock, who had been watching the scenery by the window, couldn't help but want to show off his clever brain: "Mr. Weasley means that if you don't want to be killed by fugitives, don't leave a public place like a hotel."

Weasley tensed up at Sherlock's words.Harry was very curious about it.

"There are moving arrest warrants posted everywhere in the bar downstairs. Sirius Black escaped successfully. Everyone is discussing his affairs. Although they don't know what he did, it can be seen that he is a vicious guy. Those People mentioned the Potter family when discussing him, so I guess his target is you." Sherlock ignored Arthur's ugly face and continued, "I have carefully read the wanted notice, and the other party is a black-haired A man with shoulder-length hair. Since he is a guy who knows magic, there is a high probability that he will have some special skills of transformation, just like the guy downstairs who turned a coffee cup into a mouse. Yellow cup, yellow mouse. If you want As I said, the wanted man reminded me of the dog that attacked us. So, Harry Potter, if I were you, I would follow Mr. Weasley's advice and stay safe in the room."

Arthur was speechless at the Muggle's reasoning.The room fell into silence for a moment.

"So...the reason why I lost my wallet and was pulled to such a ghost place by a horror bus was because Harry Potter was being targeted by wanted criminals?" Peggy sat by the window, wrinkling her face angrily.