Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

Sherlock stared at Voldemort on the ground, as if looking at a bed bug.

He naturally heard the dark lord's wild words about wanting to become one with Harry and completely replace his identity.

Although Sherlock is also Li Daitao Zong, before he came to this world, the original Sherlock had already given up on himself and lost his life.

Using his identity to continue living was definitely not Sherlock's original intention.

Moreover, Sherlock himself believed that he had done nothing to offend the original owner, and everything he had done until now was consistent with the original owner's previous ambitions.

He took over his identity, but didn't do anything to humiliate him.

But what Voldemort wants to do now is obviously different.

Not to mention his coercive methods, just the things he planned to do after taking possession of Harry's body were already extremely despicable.

If he really succeeds, Harry Potter's future reputation will definitely be completely ruined.

Seeing the sudden appearance of Sherlock, Voldemort's face clearly showed a look of shock and hatred. He obviously did not expect Sherlock to appear here.

However, Sherlock's hand holding his hair never let go. He directly pulled Voldemort's handsome face closer to his.

"Whether it's a good reputation or a bad reputation, you are still a Dark Lord after all. How can you actually do what you want to do to seize a child's body?"

Voldemort's face became abnormally distorted not only from the pain of having his hair pulled back, but also from hatred.

"It's all because of you! Sherlock! You ruined everything for me! You made it what it is now!"

Sherlock responded to his impotent rage by slamming his head onto the ground!

"Don't rush to hate me for your main soul. If you pretend to be in front of me for a long time, isn't it just to cover up your main soul that is causing trouble and draw my attention?"

In his soul state, Voldemort would certainly not be harmed much by Sherlock's actions, but the sheer humiliation made him hate him so much that he felt like he wanted to bite his teeth into pieces.

"So what if you know!"

He stared at Sherlock with his red eyes.

"Do you still have a way to help your students? Or do you want to kill your own students yourself in order to kill me!"

Without saying a word, Sherlock held down his head and hit the ground hard again.

"You really talk a lot of nonsense. But I still want to thank you for one thing. The number of Horcruxes you chose to make was really a coincidence. For the one in Harry's body, there are exactly seven, and I also Just a little bit different.”

His voice was very calm, and while he was speaking, the hands holding Voldemort down at some point lit up with a faint gray light!

At this time, Voldemort, who had been pinned down by Sherlock, seemed to feel something and began to resist desperately!

"What are you going to do! This is in the body of your student! I have become an integral part of Harry Potter! You can't do this!"

An almost heart-rending roar sounded.

Sherlock's hand made no move to stop. The gray light had covered Voldemort's whole body, making it impossible for him to maintain his human form.

Harry, who had just recovered now, looked at the scene in front of him in shock.

He had not seen the previous battle in the orphanage, so he did not know how Voldemort was killed, but the scene in front of him also gave him a huge impact.

The Dark Lord who had terrorized the wizarding world for decades was simply eliminated like a flea crushed to death?

Unlike the shock Harry received, Sherlock knew clearly that the Voldemort he had just "killed" was not actually Voldemort himself.

But that night more than ten years ago, without Voldemort himself being completely aware of it, Harry was split out and entered into Harry's body, turning him into the remnant soul of a Horcrux.

The soul-stitching magic left by Sally has a natural ability to restrain such remnant souls, which is why Sherlock can get rid of him so easily.

If what was standing here was Voldemort's main soul that had sneaked into Harry's body, then Sherlock wouldn't be able to do this so easily.

That is, the last remnant soul in Harry's body, plus the remnant soul in the Golden Crown that Sherlock "ate" before coming here.

The seven Horcruxes of Voldemort have now perfectly completed the "crack" in Sherlock's soul that he initially thought.

Now his soul can be said to be perfect, and only now can he truly be called a complete human being.

According to Sherlock's previous plan, after he sews together the last fragment of Harry's body, he will enter an omnipotent state that is more powerful than ever before, and then use this state to defeat Voldemort. The main soul separated from Harry's body.

But after his soul was completely replenished, Sherlock entered a wonderful world.

There were colorful lights all around him, filling the entire space.

And right in front of Sherlock, there was a ball of light that was constantly changing in color from light to dark, and there was an aura on that ball that made him feel extremely familiar.

Staring at the glowing ball, Sherlock's control magic fully unfolded unconsciously, and at the same time, the information about the ball also poured into his mind.

It can be clearly seen from the spellcasting of all wizards in this world that so-called magic is a very idealistic thing.

For example, in the most basic form of transfiguration, first grade students can learn the magic of turning beetles into buttons.

But these 11-year-olds had no idea about the structure of the beetle and the material structure on which the buttons they wanted to transform into were based.

It is obviously two unrelated objects that are being converted, but the person who is converting them does not need to fully understand them.

The entire process of casting a spell is simply waving a wand, reciting a spell, coupled with the extremely firm belief in one's heart that one can turn a beetle into a button, and figuring out the style of the button, coupled with the drive of the magic power in the wizard's body, this form can finished.

This process is not like mathematical calculations at all. Through rigorous equation solving and step-by-step reasoning, a correct result is finally obtained.

It's more like a person using a computer.

Waving the wand and chanting incantations are like writing out different formulas of numbers, addition, subtraction, multiplication and division. Magic power is energizing the computer. The magic finally released is the result obtained by the computer based on the formula.

The wizards had never noticed the existence of such a computer.

They just figured out that by combining "numbers (waving sticks or gestures)" and "symbols (spells)" they can get the "answer (magic)". The so-called silent spellcasting is like not writing the conditions on paper. Instead, I read it silently in my mind.

The ball of light in front of Sherlock now is the "computer" that has never appeared in the magical world, but is necessary for all wizards to cast spells!