Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

More than fifty wands were suspended behind the goblin. The moment Sherlock recited the spell, the tip of each wand lit up with a faint red light!

The goblin who was dragging Jonathan and Fleur suddenly became alert!

He turned around suddenly and saw the dense group of wands around him. With his eyes glaring like cowbells, he subconsciously rolled to the left to dodge!

But the next second, red light shines!

Because the wands have different characteristics and adaptability to Sherlock, there are about ten wands that misfired, twelve wands that missed, and more than thirty that hit, and the spells hit the goblin at different times.

There were eight spells that hit the goblin first. The goblin who had been hit by Harry's coma spell before and was so weak was not turned to stone immediately!

He also wanted to point his finger at Sherlock, but his movements became extremely slow.

After the second batch of nine-shot spells hit him again, he completely stopped in place, and finally fell to the ground weakly.

The last wave of seventeen spells followed, constantly reinforcing the effect of the petrification spell.

Sherlock saw the actual effect of the mass spell, and couldn't help but smacked his lips, shook his head and said to himself.

"The effect of a single target is still too low. It must hit at least ten shots to be effective. It is also best for all wands to be unified to avoid the chance of misfiring."

Those who control these wands are naturally the magic that Sherlock learned after using Tom's remnant soul as a thread to sew his own soul together.

Because of the unique characteristics of this magic, Sherlock named it [Control].

At first, he only found it very convenient to use in daily life. He could completely free his hands. He didn't even need to use a wand, and he could let magic take over most of the work.

Then one time, he had a sudden thought. Since controlling magic can replace his own hands, can he use it to control the wand and achieve non-contact remote spellcasting?

In the first experiment, Sherlock succeeded, verifying that his guess was correct.

However, the effect of magic used in this way is greatly weakened. The stun spell cannot stun people, the petrification spell cannot control people, and the disarming spell will at most make the opponent's wand struggle slightly.

So later on, he did not conduct too in-depth research on this.

Unexpectedly, it came in handy today, and it also gave me a new way to solve the problem of the weakened power of the curse.

If one wand isn't enough for spellcasting, use multiple wands!

Controlling magic gives him the ability to control everything at will, which is much more open than using his hands.

After all, you can't use two wands separately with one hand, but you can even use two hundred to control magic.

Quality is not enough, quantity is needed.

Is the spell not accurate enough?

Those two hundred wands are all aiming at you and raining down lasers. How do you hide?

Of course, how to operate this specifically will have to be studied later. Now Sherlock still has to deal with the matter at hand.

He commanded several wands to float to him and cast the Split Charm on the ropes that bound him.

The rope immediately fell apart, and Sherlock stood up and walked to the side of the petrified goblin.

"You committed a serious crime. As a goblin, you stole a wizard's wand. It's probably not impossible for you to be tried and get a kiss from a dementor."

Sherlock used the levitation spell again, levitating Jonathan, the goblin and Fleur.

Fainting is the only conventional curse that has no solution. He can only wait for the cursed person to wake up on his own, so he can only take Fleur away like this first.

Although the goblin was petrified, he could hear what Sherlock said.

A trace of fear clearly flashed in its eyes, but it still stared at him with a stern expression.

Sherlock didn't care about its gaze, but waved his hand and put all the more than fifty wands back into the wooden box. He took the three floating objects and walked to the outskirts of the woods.

At this time, many young wizards had found fragments of the Magic Stone, and disputes had also occurred.

But even if Nico Flamel was fake, the magic stone fragments hidden in the woods must also be fake.

Sherlock found a few sane wizards, told them the truth of the matter, and asked local French wizards to go to the Ministry of Magic to find the Aurors.

Soon all the young wizards in the woods knew that they had been cheated.

They gathered again on the lawn in the backyard of Flamel's house, and they all looked at the tied up Goblin and Jonathan in disbelief.

No one could have imagined that someone would actually dare to impersonate Nick Flamel and commit fraud!

Among them, several wizards who had a conflict in the woods were even red-faced.

A few of them actually beat their heads to pieces over a fake magic stone fragment. If this spread, they would definitely become a laughing stock.

The Aurors arrived very quickly, and Fleur's father also came over in person.

Sherlock told him the story, including Jonathan's plan to capture Fleur and sell it, which made him frightened for a while. He kept thanking Sherlock, and then hurriedly sent the unconscious Fleur home.

And the Auror's actions towards the goblin and Jonathan were even more agile, because the real Nick Flamel was still unknown.

It took them less than ten minutes to apply for permission to use the Veritaserum, and without saying a word, they drank it directly into the de-petrified goblin.

It was learned from him that they had not seen Nicoléme at all;

But more than a week earlier than these people, I saw the message on the door plate of Flamel's house and learned that Nick Flamel was out for something and would not return until July 28.

So a wizard with a disguise magus and a goblin, two bold liars, teamed up to plan this scam.

Jonathan has an almost crazy love and pursuit of celebrity wands.

Those who can get a letter of recommendation and come to visit Nicolème are considered the best among young wizards. According to local French customs, the cores of their wands all come from their ancestors, various magical substances with special meanings.

He focused on the group's wands, changed the time on the messages, and pretended to be Nico Flamel to defraud them of their wands.

The goblin and Jonathan are old partners. One of them only needs a wand, and the other only needs money.

He had set his sights on Fleur beforehand because of the special nature of her wand and her mixed-Veela status.

They set up a trap when they were in the wizarding town of Aspe. At that time, Fleur should have already fallen into the net they cast.

Unexpectedly, Sherlock and Harry happened to meet her halfway and took her back to Paris, leaving Jonathan with no luck and failed to find Fleur who was living outside.

After arriving in Paris, they still persisted in their evil intentions and set up a trap using their identities as schoolmates. However, Sherlock eventually found out.

The French Ministry of Magic took this matter very seriously, and the person who came to handle the case was a deputy director of the Auror Command.

After he saw Sherlock, he held his hand tightly with great joy and thanked him non-stop.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Forrester. If you hadn't discovered the problem, these two crooks would have slipped away from France and headed to the United States after they succeeded. Then we would never have been able to catch them again. We have also contacted Mr Flamel and he is on his way back."

At the French Ministry of Magic, Sherlock and Harry have become their guests.

After taking notes from them and learning the whole story, they were placed in a comfortable living room.

The Deputy Head Auror personally accompanied them and even planned to award them a French Friendly Wizard Award.

The deputy director thanked them repeatedly in French-accented English, and said that the real Nick Flamel would be back soon to express his gratitude to them in person, and then left the living room.

Sherlock then had time to ask about Harry's situation, and Harry also told him how the goblin turned into Fleur and planned to sneak attack him.

"Jonathan is obviously interested in your wand. If he gets the famous Harry Potter's wand, he will probably sleep with your wand in his arms in the middle of the night."

Sherlock drank the black tea prepared by the Ministry of Magic and joked to Harry in a relaxed mood.

Harry was also frightened for a while after being excited.

"Fortunately, Professor, you gave me a reminder, otherwise I might have really had my wand taken away by him."

"Thank you for being much smarter than before and reacting in a timely manner. I didn't expect that the other party didn't pretend to be me, but turned into Furong."

While they were chatting, the door of the living room was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

An old man with silver hair, wrinkles on his face, and a familiar appearance walked in with a gentle smile on his face.

Nick Flamel.

If you can come to the Ministry of Magic, this cannot be fake.

Sherlock grabbed Harry and stood up from the sofa to show respect for this old man who was older than Dumbledore.

"Monsieur Flamel."

Nicoléme waved his hand casually.

"Sit down. There is no need to be so reserved in front of me. Dumbledore and I are old friends. He wrote to me before and mentioned you specifically, especially since you have done me such a big favor. "

He sat down on the sofa, and Sherlock and Harry sat down again.

"Because my wife had some unexpected health conditions, I have been staying with her in the magic hospital in Germany these days. I didn't know until today that such a thing happened. Thank you, otherwise, as we approach our twilight years, But I’m going to lose my life at night.”

Nico Flamel thanked Sherlock seriously.

Sherlock said modestly.

"You are too polite, Mr. Flamel. We just happened to discover the truth of the matter. Besides, even without us, it was the two liars who stole the wand, and it has nothing to do with you."

Nicoléme smiled and shook his head.

He has lived for more than six hundred years, how could he not see such things clearly?

Even if he is pretending to be a liar, he still doesn't know what the outside world will say when the news comes out.