Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

While the hundreds of Patronus Charms were being used, Sherlock began to take out bottle after bottle of grief potion from his pocket.

He tried his best to suppress it, and the joyful mood returned to him with explosive positive emotions. He controlled his urge to dance on the spot and kept pouring potion into his mouth.

The amount of grief potion that Sherlock keeps with him is about three times the amount he used to suppress his positive emotions when he used the multiple Patronus Charms for the first time.

But this time, the number of crows he summoned was also slightly more than twice that of the last time.

Therefore, he strictly controlled the dosage of the sadness potion, preferring to use less than drink too much.

Because drinking more will have a greater negative emotional impact on him, which will cause very troublesome problems for subsequent spellcasting.

Silver-white crows surrounded Sherlock. Under the silver light, he finally saw the whole room clearly.

This is a square as big as two football fields. The whole room is boxy, as if a rectangular space has been cut out.

And the straw man with a lantern in one hand and a sickle in the other stood at the very corner of the room.

The moment the crows appeared, it let out an extremely harsh roar!

The next moment surrounded by crows, Sherlock waved his hand in the direction of the straw man without hesitation.

Silver-white crows squawked and swarmed in!

A test is a test, but if Fiddlesticks is really so brainless and comes to find him again without any improvement compared to last year, then the test will become a deadly move!

But just when the silver-white sun formed by the gathering of crows was about to touch the straw man, a blood-like brilliance flashed for a moment.

Then the screams stopped suddenly, and the boundless darkness spread from it again, and it started the fiercest confrontation with the silver-white crows that invaded here!

The atmosphere of deathly silence, darkness, and ruin is intertwined with hope, happiness, and positive brilliance.

At this time, Sherlock finally saw clearly what the darkness that erupted from the straw man was.

That is also a flock of crows!

A group of black crows with dark bodies and blood-colored eyes!

The black and silver crows collided together, and the black and silver colors were intertwined, as if they were drawing an ink painting together.

But black clearly has the upper hand. After the black crows and silver crows offset each other, they will immediately be replenished in number. However, the number of silver crows full of positive emotions is constantly decreasing!

Sherlock discovered the problem right away.

The straw man holding a lamp in one hand and a sickle in the other has a shabby crown on his head compared to before!

A steady stream of new crows also appeared from the crown, which was completely unlike the power it originally possessed.

The expression on Sherlock's face became solemn, and he controlled a small part of the wand to wave again. This time, the spell was a new black magic he had learned.

"The divine edge is shadowless."

The spell he learned from the magic notebook that Snape threw to him on the first day of school was undoubtedly extremely powerful, comparable to the explosive spell.

Coupled with the effect of multiple wands casting spells, the advantages of this wand itself are infinitely magnified!

More than a dozen shadowless and invisible sharp blades emerged in the air, and then swept across all the distance in an instant, like the teleportation of phantoms, directly appearing in the center of the black and silver crows!

However, none of the black crows were affected by this magic spell. Just like a knife blade passing through the water, only a faint ripple was produced, and finally it was slashed on the wall of the room, leaving more than a dozen deep marks. knife marks.

These black crows also ignore normal spells, and the only thing that can fight them is the Patronus Charm.

But even with such an exaggerated number of patron saints summoned by Sherlock, they were almost exhausted by it. Not only did the entire flock of black crows not decrease, but they continued to fly out of the crown, growing more and more. More and more black crows gathered together.

The Silver Crow, which was originally on the offensive side, has now been suppressed into the defensive side, and is obviously at risk of collapsing at any time!

At this time, the straw man did not stand there in a daze. At this time, it had raised its sickle, and its other hand was swinging the broken kerosene lamp like a meteor hammer, and it was moving forward. He opened his legs woven from dry branches and ran towards Sherlock!

Sherlock, who seemed to be at his wits' end, did not panic. He calmly waved his hand again, controlled the wand to raise again, and used the Patronus Charm for the second time without hesitation!

"Call the gods to protect you!"

The silver light flashed again, and even if the crows hadn't formed yet, they had already blocked out the straw man who was less than ten steps away from Sherlock.

At the same time, he poured all the remaining sadness potion in his pocket into his stomach without hesitation. The amount was definitely not enough, but it was better to suppress some emotional feedback than not suppress it at all.

Hundreds of silver-white crows surrounded Sherlock again, but this time he did not control them to attack proactively, but guarded him and retreated toward the exit of the back room.

Sherlock's home is Ravenclaw, not Gryffindor. Of course, he won't be stubborn. Now that he knows that the straw man has something to rely on to fight against him, he has no intention of fighting hard.

He is not the only one in this castle. After getting the information, it is the best policy to find out the information about the crown and find a way to deal with it.

Although there was no brain in Fiddlesticks' head made of straw, it was obviously not a fool, and it could clearly see Sherlock's intention.

Black crows kept pouring out of the crown, tearing a hole in the protective net formed by the silver crows. The pace of moving forward was very difficult, but it was still approaching Sherlock step by step!

Sherlock's retreat speed was not slow. When Federico was five meters close to him and the scythe could touch him if he took two or three steps forward, he had already reached the edge of the entrance to the Room of Requirement.

An irrepressible smile filled his face, and a faint light flashed in his eyes that were filled with excitement due to the emotional feedback of the Patronus Charm.

Just as he was about to escape from the Room of Requirement, Federico screamed and rushed forward, swinging the scythe high.

The silver crows surrounding Sherlock suddenly changed from defensive to offensive, and suddenly attacked the straw man's body!

"boom!"

There was a sound of heavy objects hitting, and Federico's huge straw body flew backwards, with countless straws flying down from its body at the same time!

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