Chapter 499 - 499: 499: If you want to call me Mommy, that's fine too.

"Actually, I think you two could really use me staying here with you for a while. Don't you need me?" Kasenhis said faintly from the back seat outside the airport.

"No. You don't want to," Holmes replied mercilessly.

"We haven't seen each other in so long. Don't you want to spend a little more time with your old friend?" Kasenhis continued.

"Honestly, if you could hurry back to England and smash our new friend Tom Riddle to pieces, I'd be even more grateful. Once that's done, we can return to England, and then you can see us every summer and winter holiday. Hell, even after work," Holmes said leisurely.

"So... is the truth that you think I'm bothering you?" Kasenhis suddenly realised.

Holmes said nothing.

He simply got out of the car and went to take Kasenhis's luggage from the boot.

Then he opened it and remembered that Kasenhis was a wizard.

So...

He had no luggage.

"Hmm..."

Holmes quickly changed targets.

He opened the rear passenger door instead and looked at Kasenhis, who was still sitting inside.

"Do I need to invite you out?"

Kasenhis curled his lip.

"Alright, alright. No need. I'm getting on the plane now."

He got out of the car, took the plane ticket Peanut was holding, then waved goodbye to Holmes and Peanut.

But after a moment, he felt that something about that was too normal.

So he raised both middle fingers at them instead and immediately ran into the airport.

"That bastard is as good at getting on people's nerves as ever," Holmes said, completely breaking down.

...

England.

Black's old house.

"Kids, I'm back!"

Kasenhis suddenly pushed open the door and cheerfully called out to the large group of people inside.

Everyone looked at him.

Then they all went right back to whatever they had been doing.

"??? Why is everyone reacting so coldly?" Kasenhis asked in surprise.

"You left yesterday and came back today. Hmm... honestly, rather than believing you solved the problem and returned, I'm more inclined to believe your plane crashed, you swam back across the ocean, or you reached America and got sent straight back before you even managed to eat a hot meal."

Dumbledore immediately started running his mouth.

"Sure, I did fill my stomach with pizza and hamburgers over there, but saying I didn't solve the problem is complete nonsense."

Kasenhis sat down, crossed one leg over the other, and spoke smugly.

"Oh? Then what brilliant insight have you brought back?" Dumbledore asked.

As he spoke, several other people also gathered around to listen.

Kasenhis more or less repeated Holmes's entire chain of reasoning to everyone.

Then a light bulb seemed to switch on above Harry's head.

"I actually know a place where people hide things."

Everyone immediately turned to look at Harry.

Harry, feeling a little strange under everyone's stare, shrugged.

"None of you know about the Room of Requirement? You just need to ask it for a room where you can hide things. It fits perfectly. It's secluded, most people don't know about it, and... it's literally meant for hiding things."

"What we're really curious about is what you hid there," Sirius said.

"Is that question really important?" Harry asked helplessly, spreading his hands.

"Pretty much."

Everyone nodded in unison.

"You're all seriously this interested in the private life of an underage wizard?" Harry asked.

Sirius raised an eyebrow.

"When we were your age, private things usually went under the mattress, or you opened the zipper on your pillow and stuffed them inside. You didn't need to go all the way to the Room of Requirement and ask it to generate a special hiding room for you."

"So what we're really curious about is just how big this secret of yours is. At your age, are ordinary toys already not enough for you? Don't tell me you got yourself a doll," Sirius said curiously.

"I don't have anything like that!" Harry said anxiously.

Ron appeared behind him at that moment.

"It's fine, mate. We're all hot-blooded young men. Having something like that is normal. Just like me. Would I tell everyone I've got a doll hidden under my mattress? It's not exactly something to be ashamed of."

"I really don't have one," Harry said, looking like he wanted to die.

"Then what did you hide?" Sirius asked.

"The Half-Blood Prince's Potions textbook. Back then, Professor Snape saw me use one of the spells from that book and wanted to inspect my textbooks. He was even going to search my dormitory, so I hid the book in the Room of Requirement."

In the end, Harry chose to tell the truth.

Then he turned toward Ron, who had just stabbed him in the back.

"What I hid was the Half-Blood Prince's book. But that... doll... you said you hid..."

At this moment, Ron looked exactly like the spokesperson for the Golden Arches, wearing an incredibly bitter expression as everyone stared at him.

Sirius picked up a die from the table, Transfigured it into a red clown nose, and clipped it onto Ron's nose.

Then he patted Ron's shoulder lightly, as if trying to help him relax.

"We're all men. When I was your age, I really never hid a doll..." Sirius continued twisting the knife.

"Mate, you might be a little too repressed. Is Hermione really that scary?" Neville walked over and asked with pity.

"In the future..." Hermione also walked over and looked at Ron, unsure what to say for a moment.

"In the future, I won't stop you from playing Valorant anymore. And if you want to call me Mommy, that's fine too."

After saying that, she held Ron's big head in both hands, kissed him once, then left.

Ron remained sitting where he was, his entire face terrifyingly red.

Kasenhis looked at Ron and felt that he seemed to be, just a little bit...

Dead.

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