It's just a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Chapter 172

The cubicle is a fully enclosed space. In such an environment, the most suitable spell is actually the explosion spell.

It doesn't need much, as long as the ten magic wands use the Explosive Curse together, the people inside can't react at all, and they will all be blown to ashes.

But after all, there were not only Death Eaters in the cubicle. There were two Ministry of Magic employees lying on the ground. The witch who was tied to a chair to extract a confession was basically the head of the Department of Mysteries, Mrs. Selwyn.

So Sherlock can only adopt a compromise method, increase the number of wands, pay attention to the general orientation of those people in the compartment before opening the door, and aim and prepare.

Then he kicked open the door, and the spell was released along with it!
"It's all petrified."

Sherlock didn't continue to use the silent spell this time, because that would also reduce the effect of the spell. Before dealing with a person, he didn't need to care about it. Now that there are more targets, there is no need for concealment. Naturally, Sherlock will choose to read Cast a spell.

The dozens of petrification spells did not give the people in the compartment any time to react, or in other words, even if they had enough time to react, they would not be able to figure out how to react to such a situation in a short time.

The vast majority of spells hit their targets.

Among the first few Death Eaters who were targeted, three of them were directly hit by more than a dozen spells, and their bodies collapsed on the spot.

But because of the angle, Algie was behind the witch, and all the petrification spells were blocked by Mrs. Selwyn, and none of them hit him. The same was true for the other Death Eater, and most of the spells were blocked by the three companions in front of him. Blocked, he was only hit once, and the effect of being greatly reduced was not enough to petrify him, but his body was stiff and his movements were inconvenient.

More than a dozen spells fell on the desk and the wall, leaving a large number of potholes.

At this time, Alji and another Death Eater who had only been hit by the petrification curse finally reacted.

The only thing on their minds right now is that they are surrounded by dozens or hundreds of Aurors!The Aurors gave up those Death Eaters in Sheffield and chose to come back to guard the Ministry of Magic!
Otherwise, even if all the Aurors staying in the department come here, it is impossible to use so many spells at once.

So the first time Alger and the Death Eater came back to their senses, they were ready to escape!
There are only two of them left now, but almost all of them are here on the Auror side. The plan must have failed!

Alger immediately raised his wand, and the spell he uttered was Apparition.

However, before he could finish reciting the spell, a thick tome on the desk floated up out of thin air, and then fell directly on his head!
The spell was interrupted, and then a dozen red petrification spells hit him directly, completely sealing off his escape route.

The other Death Eater had no chance to use Apparition at all. He was not an employee of the Ministry of Magic, and the anti-Apparition magic here was not open to him.

Just when he was huddled in the corner with his wand up at a loss, dozens of wands floated in the air and flew into the compartment, all pointing at him.

At the same time, Sherlock walked in with the numb Sophie.

The Death Eater who was cornered didn't dare to use the curse. After Sherlock walked in, he was still looking behind him, trying to find the Auror army that had just been neatly aligned and cast the curse together.

However, there was nothing behind Sherlock, and there was no one there.

Of the other petrified Death Eaters, only Algee fell on the ground facing the door of the compartment. He could see more clearly that there was no one in the Hall of Time outside, and only the people in front of him walked in. There are two wizards, one male and one female.

And looking at their clothes, that wizard is obviously not a member of the Ministry of Magic!
Alger's gaze became blank.

So there is no Auror army at all, and all those countless spells just now were actually used by one person?

Sherlock didn't care about the mental state of these Death Eaters. After using a few petrification spells on the only Death Eater who was still able to move but had basically let go of his resistance, he walked to Madam Selwyn's side and lifted the curse. cast a spell on her.

Seeing the doubts on the face of the director of the Department of Mysteries, Sherlock raised his eyebrows and introduced himself.

"Hello ma'am, my name is John Watson, and I was entrusted by Eddie Butler in Shelfield to remind you that the former Director Sdri was killed, from whom the Death Eaters learned the secrets of the Department of Things, and Things could break in here at any moment, but it looks like I'm a little late."

Lady Selwyn shook her head.

"No, you came in time. If you hadn't rushed over, I'm afraid there would be a big mess."

Sherlock could vaguely hear from her tone that she didn't actually have any emotions of fear, like even if Sherlock didn't show up, it wouldn't be a big deal if she was given Veritaserum Potion, and the Death Eaters wouldn't be able to get him. want to get something.

The wands floating in mid-air flew back into Sherlock's bag one after another. At this time, there was a commotion outside the Hall of Time.

Soon, Scrimgeour brought Barty Jr., Kingsley and a group of six people here. When they saw this scene in the Office of the Department of Mysteries, their faces were full of shock and bewilderment.

Seeing that they only appeared now, Sherlock couldn't help but think of those policemen who only appeared at certain times in film and television dramas, and they would rush over to finish things up after everything was over.

Scrimgeour and the others did rush over to finish it.

Alger didn't wear a mask, so it was clear at a glance who the traitors were. After asking his subordinates to bring these Death Eaters to the interrogation room, Scrimgeour, as the director of the office, personally conducted a series of inquiries on Sherlock.

"You mean when you were traveling in Sheffield, you ran into Eddie by accident, and he asked you to help report the matter to the Ministry of Magic?"

His attitude was very kind, he was not conducting any interrogation, but just making some routine inquiries, so Sherlock didn't feel anything wrong, and told the truth.

"Yes, the Death Eaters were chasing him at the time, and they didn't want him to bring the news back to the Ministry of Magic, and the Ministry of Magic also misunderstood him a little bit, and it happened that he met me. For some reason, we have mutual The basis of trust, and then he asked me to help find Sophie, and then let her take me to the Ministry of Magic to find Mrs Selwyn, and the final result is what you see."

Scrimgeour's face darkened.

"After the failure of the operation in Wales, the one who said Eddie was a traitor was Algie! His grandfather was the former Minister of Magic, and he had a lot of connections in the Ministry. Those people persuaded Director Crouch not to plan Giving Eddie a chance to directly determine his charges, even Barty Jr., who also participated in that operation at the time, expressed doubts about this, saying that the traitor may not necessarily be him, and it will not help."

Then he looked back at Sherlock.

"Did Eddie tell you where he was going next? When Algie got caught, that was enough to prove his innocence."

Sherlock shrugged.

"He said he was going to the Isle of Man, and the Death Eaters were still chasing him. He wanted to divert the attention of some Death Eaters, so that he could share the pressure on Sheffield."

Scrimgeour was silent.

"No one should doubt his loyalty to the Ministry of Magic. I will help him ask the Ministry for an explanation."

Finally, Scrimgeour thanked Sherlock solemnly.

"Thank you very much for your help, Mr. Watson. It is unimaginable what serious consequences would have happened if you hadn't arrived in time. Do you need anything? If so, I can try my best to help you go to the Ministry Apply, and use this as a reward."

What Scrimgeour said was sincere. If there was no Sherlock, Mrs. Selwyn would have been given Veritaserum. Today, this matter became extremely serious. He even lost the appointment of the Auror Office Director for this. Location is not out of the question either.

And what Sherlock was waiting for was his words. He didn't make any gestures of restraint or refusal, and asked directly.

"This time I came to the Ministry of Magic, I feel that the Department of Mysteries is very interesting, so can I apply for a position here and work here?"

Scrimgeour was caught off guard by his request.

If Sherlock wants honor and money, he can get it from the Ministry of Magic for approval, or if he wants to join the Aurors, that's what he's even more eager for.

Although he still doesn't know what method Sherlock used to defeat five Death Eaters by himself (Sophie was not included in his combat effectiveness at all), but with such strength, if he becomes an Auror, he will definitely Become a great help in the command.

Scrimgeour said tentatively.

"If Mr. Watson is willing, I can directly recruit you into the Auror Command, and with your current achievements, it is not impossible to be promoted to captain. As for the Department of Mysteries, I did not make decisions for them If you really want to work here, I can only help you ask Mrs. Selwyn what she thinks."

Sherlock didn't refuse or agree, just said.

"Then trouble you to inquire for me. I am naturally willing to help the Ministry of Magic, but according to my personal interests, I still have more ideas about the work of the Department of Mysteries. It's meaningless."

Scrimgeour twitched his lips and nodded.

"Then are you going to wait for the result in the ministry, or leave first? If you plan to leave first, when things here stabilize and Mrs. Selwyn gives an answer, I will send someone to notify you."

"I'd better go back to the Leaky Cauldron. If there is a result, you can send someone to find me there. My uncle and I will live there."

(End of this chapter)