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Chapter 112 The Brazen Liar

More than 50 wands were suspended behind the goblin, and the moment Sherlock uttered the spell, the tips of each wand lit up with a faint red light!

The goblin who was dragging Jonathan and Fleur suddenly became alert!
He turned around abruptly, and saw the dense cluster of magic wands around him, while his eyes were staring like cowbells, he subconsciously rolled to the left to dodge!

But in the next second, the red light shines!

Because the characteristics of the wands are different, and the adaptability to Sherlock is also different. There are about ten wands that misfire, twelve wands miss, and more than 30 hits. The time when the spell hits the goblin is also different.

There were eight spells that hit the goblin first, and the weak goblin who had already been hit by Harry's stun spell before was not petrified in the first place!
He also wanted to point his fingers at Sherlock, but his movements became extremely slow.

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

And the last wave of seventeen spells came later, constantly strengthening the effect of the petrification spell.

Sherlock saw the practical effect of the mass spell, and couldn't help but smacked his lips, shaking his head and talking to himself.

"The effect of a single target is still too low, it must hit at least ten shots to be effective, and it is best for all wands to be unified, otherwise there is a chance of misfiring."

Manipulating these wands is naturally the magic that Sherlock learned by sewing his own soul after using Tom's remnant soul as a thread.

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

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

Then one time he had a whim, since controlling magic can replace his own hand, can he use it to control the wand to achieve non-contact remote casting?

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

However, the effect of the magic used in this way is greatly weakened. The Stunning Spell cannot stun people, the Petrification Spell cannot control people, and the Disarming Spell can at most cause the opponent's wand to struggle slightly.

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

As a result, I didn't expect it to come in handy unexpectedly today, and it also gave me a new idea to solve the weakened power of the spell.

If one wand isn't enough to cast spells, use multiple!

Mastering magic gives him the ability to control everything as he pleases, which is much more open than his hands.

After all, there is no way to use two wands with one hand, but you can even use two hundred wands to control magic.

The quality is not enough, the quantity is to make up.

Not enough accuracy for the spell?
Those two hundred magic wands are aiming at you and barking at you, how do you hide?
Of course, how to do this will have to be studied later, and now Sherlock still has to deal with the immediate matter.

He directed several wands to levitate to him, and cast the Splitting Charm on the ropes that bound him.

The rope snapped to pieces, and Sherlock stood up and walked over to the petrified goblin.

"You've committed a serious crime. It's not impossible to be judged for a dementor's kiss as a goblin stealing a wizard's wand."

Sherlock used the Levitation Charm again, lifting Jonathan, the Leprechaun, and Fleur.

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

There was a hint of fear in its eyes, but it still stared at him fiercely.

Sherlock didn't care about its gaze, but waved his hand, and after putting all the more than 50 wands back into the wooden box, he took three floating objects and walked towards the outskirts of the woods.

At this time, many young wizards have found fragments of the Sorcerer's Stone, and disputes have also occurred.

But even if Nicholas was a fake, the pieces of the Sorcerer's Stone hidden in this forest must be fake too.

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

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

They regrouped on the lawn in the backyard of LeMay's house, looking at the goblin and Jonathan who had been tied up in disbelief.

No one could have imagined that someone would dare to pretend to be Nicole May and carry out fraud!

Among them, the few wizards who had clashed in the woods were even more red-faced.

A few of them actually beat their heads and blood for a fake Sorcerer's Stone fragment. If it gets out, it will definitely become a laughing stock.

The Auror came quickly, and Furong's father rushed over in person.

Sherlock told him the things, including Jonathan's plan to take Fleur away and sell him, which made him afraid 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 are even more swift, because the real Nicolas now does not know where it is.

It took them less than 10 minutes to apply for the permission to use Veritaserum, and without a word, they poured it on the de-petrified goblin.

From what he said, they never saw Nicolome at all,

It was more than a week earlier than these people. I saw the message on the door plate of Lemay's house and learned that Nicolemay had something to go out and would not come back until July 7.

So a wizard with a disguise magus and a goblin, the combination of two daring liars, planned this scam together.

Jonathan has an almost crazy love and desire for celebrity wands.

And those who can get a letter of recommendation and come to visit Nicolas are considered to be the best among young wizards. According to local customs in France, the cores of their wands all come from their ancestors, and all kinds of magical substances with special significance.

He focused on the wands of the group, changed the time on the message, and pretended to be Nicolas, and tricked them from their wands.

And the goblin and Jonathan are old partners, one of them just wants a wand, and the other just wants money.

I had my eyes on Furong in advance, because of the specialness of her magic wand and her mixed Veela identity.

They had set up a trap back in the wizarding town of Aspen, when Fleur should have fallen into the net they had cast.

Unexpectedly, Sherlock and Harry happened to meet her on the way, and brought her back to Paris, leaving Jonathan in a vain, failing to find Fleur who was wandering outside.

After arriving in Paris, they were still ruthless, and then set up a trap with the identity of school girls, but Sherlock finally saw through.

The French Ministry of Magic attached great importance to this matter, and the person who came to deal with this case was a deputy director of the Auror Command.

After he saw Sherlock, he was very grateful to hold his hand tightly, and thanked him non-stop.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Forrest, 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 really would never want to catch them again. We have also reached out to Mr Flamel and he is now on his way back."

In the French Ministry of Magic, Sherlock and Harry have become their guests at this time.

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

The Auror Deputy Headmaster himself was there, and there were even plans to present them with a French Friendship Wizard Award.

The deputy director thanked them repeatedly in English with a French accent, and said that the real Nicole May would be back soon. After coming to thank them in person, he left the reception room.

Only then did Sherlock have the 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 obviously took a fancy to your wand, the famous Harry Potter's wand, if he got it, he would probably sleep with your wand in his arms in the middle of the night."

Drinking the black tea prepared for them by the Ministry of Magic, Sherlock joked to Harry in a relaxed mood.

Harry was also frightened for a while after the excitement.

"Fortunately, Professor, you reminded me, otherwise I guess he would really snatch the wand away."

"It's also because you are much smarter than before, and you reacted in a timely manner. I didn't expect that the other party didn't pretend to be me, but turned into a lotus."

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

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

Nick LeMay.

Those who can come to the Ministry of Magic, this must not be a fake.

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

"Monsieur Flamel."

Nicholas waved his hand casually.

"Sit down, there's no need to be so reserved in front of me. Albus and I are old friends. He wrote to me before and mentioned you specifically, especially since you did me such a big favor."

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

"Because my wife had some unexpected health problems, I stayed with her in a magic hospital in Germany these days. I didn't know that such a thing happened until today. Thank you, otherwise, approaching old age, But I'm going to lose my life at the end of the festival."

Nicolume thanked Sherlock seriously.

Sherlock said modestly.

"You are too kind, Mr. Flamel, we just discovered the truth of the matter by chance. Besides, even if we hadn't been there, it would have been those two liars who got the wand and had nothing to do with you."

Nicolas shook his head with a smile.

He has lived for more than 600 years, how can he not see such things clearly?
Even if he was pretending to be a liar, we still don't know what the public opinion of the outside world will say when the news spreads.

(End of this chapter)