Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

The wand floating in the air seemed to shake twice, but in the end it did not fall and was still floating quietly.

Sherlock touched his chin. He could feel that the advanced curse removal could obviously shake the effect of controlling magic, but it was only a shake.

This is still an advanced curse removal after Sherlock's soul was stitched and his spell effect was significantly improved.

If a normal wizard uses an advanced curse removal, it should be the same as the general curse removal and will not have any effect on controlling magic.

But if it goes up to another level, the advanced curse-breaking method used by multiple wizards together, it is estimated that Sherlock's own unique control magic can be completely sealed.

However, it is also very harsh to create such a situation.

Before Voldemort was completely resurrected and made a comeback, normally you would not encounter such a scene of a wizard battle.

Therefore, it is completely feasible to establish a "floating wand casting system" centered on controlling magic. This magic combination is enough for Sherlock to cope with most situations.

He has the most basic ability to protect himself in the magic world.

Sherlock looked at the wand floating in the air with satisfaction. He had already thought of many possibilities for using magic spells in this way.

In addition to the petrification spell, the stun spell, and the disarming spell, these three types of spells need to hit the enemy to have an effect, there are also offensive spells such as explosion spells that are inherently range-based.

Although using control magic to cast spells will reduce the strength of the spell, who can stand the indiscriminate bombardment of hundreds of wands?

Just when Sherlock was thinking about how to expand the advantages of this spellcasting method and create more possibilities, he suddenly thought of a novel idea.

If I use the Patronus Charm with Control Magic, will multiple Patronuses be summoned?

After thinking of this, he immediately tried it.

He controlled the wand to float again, and at the same time found the feeling of successfully using the Patronus Charm before. The two wands waved together in mid-air, and Sherlock also chanted the spell in his mouth.

"Call the gods to protect you."

The next moment, silver light lit up in the study room again, and the tips of the two wands shone with silver light together. Then two small and compact crows condensed in the silver light, waving their wings and landed on Sherlock's shoulders.

Sherlock opened his eyes wide, stretched out his arms, and let the two little crows jump on top together. He looked at the patron saint in amazement as if he had been divided by mitosis.

He really didn't expect that this would actually summon the patron saint.

According to his previous conjecture, because using control magic to cast spells will weaken the effectiveness of the spell, the most likely phenomenon is that the patron saint cannot be condensed into an entity.

But the result was that the entity was successfully condensed, but it became a little smaller in size.

The patron saint that was completely summoned before was about the size of a regular piece of A4 paper, but now the patron saint has shrunk to the size of a palm.

It doesn't matter if it's small, being able to summon it is the key.

If two wands are successful, then ten, twenty, or a hundred wands will do the trick.

It's perfectly acceptable to cut some quality to make quantity.

It was getting close to evening, and Sherlock was satisfied with the end of today's magic experiment. After cooking a dinner in the kitchen to celebrate today's harvest, he ended the day.

The next day, the early morning of July 31st.

Sherlock went out for a morning run and came back. He commanded his two wands at home, one indoors and one outdoors, and tidied up the already clean courtyard again.

We had lunch outside at noon, then went to a dessert shop and ordered a cake, and ordered some food to be packed at a restaurant for the evening.

After returning home, I simply decorated it and made some colorful ribbons and balloons to create a cheerful atmosphere.

Finally, at three o'clock in the afternoon, I went to No. 4 Privet Drive and knocked on the Dursley's door.

Vernon, who opened the door for him, had a gloomy expression on his face. Apparently Harry had informed him in advance that he was going to Sherlock's house to celebrate his birthday today.

After seeing Sherlock outside the door, he didn't say anything, he just yelled rudely upstairs.

"Get down, you brat!"

Sherlock frowned slightly when he heard his tone, but didn't say anything.

Harry didn't care at all about Vernon's tone, he was already used to it.

The excited Harry ran down the stairs, Sherlock nodded to him, smiled and congratulated him.

"Happy birthday, Harry."

The smile on Harry's face froze subconsciously, and even his steps became heavier instead of cheerful.

But soon he comforted himself in his heart.

It's okay, it's okay, he has already verified it on the Paris highway. Professor Forrest's crow's mouth is gone and he has become a prophet!

If he says happy birthday to himself, then he will definitely have a happy birthday!

Then, the smile on Harry's face returned.

Vernon looked at Harry who walked out of the room, his eyes widening like a fat frog.

"Don't forget what I told you! Stay until midnight and come back! Did you hear that?"

Harry waved his hand.

"I know, I know."

Then he followed Sherlock out of Privet Drive.

Sherlock asked on the way.

"Why did he specifically ask you to stay until midnight?"

"Because Aunt Maggie is coming to stay at my aunt's house for a week today." Harry explained.

"Aunt Marge is Uncle Vernon's sister. They forced me to call her aunt. She used to live with my aunt. She didn't like me. The last time she came was when I was 10 years old. She brought a dog to Aunt Petunia's house and let the dog chase me to a tree. They watched my joke while eating dinner until midnight when they took the dog away." Harry said it lightly, not showing how sad he was. He had long been accustomed to such a life. There were even more excessive things before, such as at Dudley's fifth birthday party, Aunt Marge beat Harry's calf with a cane to prevent four-year-old Harry from winning over Dudley in a music game; at Christmas, Dudley was given a robot toy, but was given a box of dog food biscuits that was extremely humiliating (these three things are the content of the original text of the third part). Harry had long been accustomed to this, as if he was supposed to be the least welcomed one in the Dursley family. "Aunt Petunia said that they thought I would be back for another week, so they asked Aunt Marge to come over in advance, so that she wouldn't be upset when she saw me. But I came back early, so they asked me not to disturb their dinner time and go home when Aunt Marge was going to bed." Sherlock listened quietly without saying anything. He grew up in an orphanage in his previous life, but even in the orphanage, he was never treated like this. "You are amazing, Harry." Sherlock suddenly said while walking on the road. Harry was stunned for a moment and said a little embarrassedly. "They all say that I am the savior or something, but I actually know that defeating Voldemort has nothing to do with me..." "That's not what I'm talking about." Sherlock said to him seriously, "I mean that even if you don't have the title of savior, you are also amazing yourself." At this point, he shrugged. "Of course, sometimes you should stop playing so much and pay more attention to learning magic, which will be even more amazing."

"Hermione has said these words to me enough at school."

"It proves that she is right. Oh, by the way, do you want to call Ron and Hermione today? I can pick them up."

"I have received their gifts today. Ron and his family went to Egypt for a trip, and Hermione is also on vacation in France. It's a pity that I only found out today, otherwise we might meet them in France."

While they were chatting, an anxious owl suddenly flew over from a distance, came to their heads and dropped a letter.

Sherlock's name was written on the letter.

Sherlock picked up the letter with some doubts, then opened it and read it quickly.

He frowned deeply at the end.

"Something unexpected happened, Harry."

Harry had an ominous premonition in his heart, and he thought of Sherlock's blessing to him at the Dursleys' house just five minutes ago, "Happy Birthday".

"What happened, Professor?"

"I'm sorry, I guess I can't spend your birthday with you today. A friend of mine has something very important for me to help."

Sherlock said tangledly. He didn't want to break his promise to Harry, but the matter in this letter was indeed not a trivial matter.

Harry was stunned for a long time, then he looked at Sherlock and asked with pleading eyes.

"Then can I stay at your house alone until night before going back?"

Sherlock's expression was serious.

"The current situation is very dangerous for you, I can't let you stay alone."

Harry looked very depressed, but he still tried his best to act as if nothing had happened.

"It's okay, Professor, I'm very grateful that you are willing to spend your birthday with me today."

He didn't ask Sherlock for anything else, but turned around and walked slowly towards the Dursleys' house.

In the sunset, his back looked very lonely.

Sherlock looked at the letter in his hand, knocked his head with a headache, hesitated for a long time, and then shook his head and said.

"If you don't mind spending your birthday at the Ministry of Magic, I can take you there." Harry turned around in surprise. "Of course I don't mind! Professor! As long as it's not at Aunt Petunia's house, it can be anywhere!" Sherlock sighed and told Harry. "I may not have time to accompany you there. Someone wants to ask me for help. You may have to stay alone for a while." Harry said nonchalantly. "It doesn't matter. I haven't been to the Ministry of Magic yet!" "Then let's go, grab my arm, I'll take you there." Harry grabbed Sherlock's arm excitedly. The reversal of events made him really think that Sherlock's bad mouth was gone, and he would never suffer bad luck again today!