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

Sherlock touched his chin, and he could feel that the advanced spell removal could obviously shake the effect of controlling the magic, but it was only shaking.

This is still Sherlock's advanced spell removal after the effect of his spell has been significantly improved after the soul is stitched together.

If the high-level magic spell used by normal wizards, it should be the same as the general magic spell, and it will not have any effect on controlling magic.

But if it goes up a level, the advanced spell-resolving spell jointly used by multiple wizards is estimated to be able to completely seal Sherlock's own unique control magic.

However, the formation of such a situation is also very harsh.

Before Voldemort was not fully resurrected and made a comeback, this kind of wizarding war scene was generally not encountered.

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

In the magic world, he has the most basic self-protection ability.

Sherlock looked at the wand floating in the air with satisfaction. He had already thought of a lot of possibilities for using the spell in this way.

In addition to petrification spells, stun spells, and disarming spells, these three types of spells need to hit the enemy to have an effect, and there are explosive spells that are originally scoped offensive spells.

Although casting spells with mastery 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 you use the control magic to use the Patronus Charm, will it summon multiple Patronus?

After thinking of this, he immediately made an attempt.

Re-manipulating the wand to float, and at the same time finding the feeling of successfully using the Patronus Charm before, the two wands waved together in mid-air, and Sherlock uttered the spell in his mouth.

"God Guard."

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

Sherlock opened his eyes wide, stretched out his arms, and let the two little crows jump on it together, looking at the patron saint as if it had been split by mitosis.

He really did not expect that this would actually be able to summon the Patronus.

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 Patronus cannot be condensed into an entity.

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

The Patronus that was fully summoned before was about the size of a regular piece of A4 paper, but the current Patronus has been reduced to the size of a slap.

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

If two wands can be successful, that means ten, twenty, or a hundred.

It's perfectly acceptable to shave off some quality to pile up quantity.

It was almost evening, and Sherlock ended today's spell experiment with satisfaction, and after having a casual dinner in the kitchen to celebrate today's harvest, he ended the day's life.

The next day, the morning of July 31st.

Sherlock went out for a morning run and returned from a morning run, commanding his two wands at home, one indoors and one outdoors, tidying up the already clean courtyard again.

I settled for lunch outside at noon, then went to the dessert shop to order a cake, and ordered some food packaging for the evening at a restaurant.

After returning home, I made a simple arrangement, and made some ribbons and balloons to create a cheerful atmosphere.

Finally went to 4 Privet Drive at 3pm and knocked on the Dursleys 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 for his birthday today.

After seeing Sherlock outside the door, he didn't say anything, just shouted to the upstairs roughly.

"Get off, brat!"

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

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

Excited Harry ran downstairs, Sherlock nodded to him, smiled and congratulated.

"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 verified it on the highway in Paris, Professor Forrest's crow's mouth is gone, but he has become a prophet!

He said he was happy birthday, it will definitely be a happy birthday!

And so, the smile on Harry's face reappeared.

Vernon looked at Harry as he walked out of the door, his eyes staring like a fat frog.

"Don't forget what I told you! Come back until midnight! Did you hear me!"

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 my aunt's house for a week today," Harry explained.

"Aunt Maggie was Uncle Vernon's sister, and they forced me to call her Aunt. She used to come to my aunt's house before, and she didn't like seeing me. The last time I came was when I was 10. She brought a dog to her house. Aunt Ni's house, let the dog chase me up a tree, and they watched my jokes while eating dinner, and they didn't pull the dog away until midnight."

Harry said it lightly, without showing much sadness.

He's been used to this kind of life for a long time, and there have been more extremes before. For example, at Dudley's fifth birthday party, Aunt Maggie used a cane to prevent four-year-old Harry from surpassing Dudley in the music game. Beating Harry on the calf; giving Dudley a robot toy at Christmas and a humiliating box of dog-food biscuits (all three things in the original third volume).

Harry had grown accustomed to this, as if he was supposed to be the least desirable one at the Dursleys.

"I heard from Aunt Petunia that they thought I wouldn't be back in a week, so they asked Aunt Maggie to come over in advance, so that she could see me upset. But they didn't expect me to come back early, so I didn't bother them. dinner time, and come home when Aunt Maggie is going to bed."

Sherlock listened quietly without speaking.

He grew up in an orphanage in his previous life, but even in an orphanage, he was never treated like this.

"You're amazing, Harry."

Walking on the road, Sherlock suddenly said.

Harry froze for a moment, a little embarrassed to say.

"They all say I'm a savior or something, but I know that defeating Voldemort has nothing to do with me..."

"I'm not talking about that." Sherlock said to him seriously, "I'm saying that even if you don't have the title of a savior, you're amazing yourself."

Speaking of which, he shrugged.

"Of course, sometimes don't be so playful, and be more attentive in learning magic, which is even more amazing."

"These words, Hermione has said enough to me at school."

"Prove what she said. Oh, by the way, do you want to call Ron and Hermione over today? I can pick them up."

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

While they were chatting, a fiery owl suddenly flew over from a distance, came to the top of 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.

At the end, his brows furrowed deeply.

"Something went wrong, Harry."

An ominous premonition rose in Harry's heart, and he thought of the "Happy Birthday" that Sherlock wished him at the Dursleys just five minutes ago.

"What happened, Professor?"

"I'm sorry, I guess I may not be able to accompany you on your birthday today. A friend of mine has something very important for me to help with."

Sherlock said hesitantly that 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 while, then he asked Sherlock with a pleading look in his eyes.

"Then can I stay at your house by myself tonight until the night and then go back?"

Sherlock looked serious.

"The situation is dangerous for you, and I can't leave you alone."

Harry looked downcast, but he tried his best to appear as if nothing had happened.

"It's okay, professor, I'm already very grateful that you are willing to celebrate my birthday with me today."

He didn't ask Sherlock for anything more, just turned around and walked slowly towards the Dursley's house.

In the setting sun, his back looks very lonely.

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

"If you don't mind spending your birthday at the Ministry of Magic~lightnovelpub.net~ I can take you there."

Harry turned around in surprise.

"Of course I don't mind! Professor! Anywhere as long as it's not at Aunt Petunia's!"

Sherlock sighed, and he warned Harry.

"I may not have time to accompany you when you get there. Someone wants to ask me for help. You may have to stay by yourself for a while."

Harry said nonchalantly.

"It's okay, I haven't been to the Ministry of Magic yet!"

"Then go, grab my arm, and I'll Apparate you there."

Harry grabbed Sherlock's arm excitedly, and the reversal of things made him really think that Sherlock's crow's mouth was gone, and he couldn't suffer any more bad luck today!