I’m Only A Defense Against The Dark Arts Professor

Chapter 109: A Sneak Attack

Harry was stunned and replied, “Professor, what did you…”

Sherlock interrupted him, “Just do as I say. Remember, as long as I don’t answer the first time, attack me immediately. You should remember how to use the Stunning Charm, right? I even instructed you again during the trip.”

Harry saw that something was wrong, nodded, turned, and ran back into the car. After Sherlock watched him leave, he used the Disillusionment Charm directly on his own without hesitation.

Under the influence of the spell, his whole figure slowly disappeared into the air to the extent that anyone could hardly see it. But after Sherlock began to move, the ripples in the air could still vaguely tell the existence of a person.

The Disillusionment Charm is a spell that can make wizards invisible, but its invisibility effect is not as good as that of the invisibility cloak. It is only suitable for use at night. In the daytime, anyone who is a little more aware can see it.

But Sherlock didn’t care how good the invisibility effect was. After he used the spell, he quickly tracked Flamel down where he had disappeared. However, he searched for a long time in the yard of Flamel’s house but didn’t find him.

The door of his house was tightly closed, and after approaching, he could see the lock, which didn’t look like a sign that someone had been in the house at all.

This undoubtedly further confirmed Sherlock’s guess. But where did he go?

Just as Sherlock was looking around, a girl with freckles on her face, holding a wooden box, suddenly walked out of the flowers in the back garden. Seeing the girl who called herself “Marlene Claire” who met Fleur at the bar yesterday, Sherlock had a smile on his face.

Harry took what Sherlock told him and got into the car.

He recalled Sherlock’s expression when he spoke to him just now and guessed in his heart that something wrong must have happened, or his expression would not be so serious.

Harry was a little nervous. He sat in the car and kept looking outside. Just when he stuck his head out for the fifth time and looked outside to see if Sherlock had returned, a figure suddenly came over from the corner of the wall.

“Harry? Why are you the only one in the car? Where’s Sherlock?” Fleur asked suspiciously.

Harry’s palm, holding the wand, was sweating. His eyes were fixed on Fleur, and he suddenly said, “What’s your sister’s name?”

Fleur was stunned. She didn’t seem to understand why Harry suddenly asked this question, “What? I just came back to get the fragments; I found three; we can…”

“What’s your sister’s name? Say it?” Harry continued to ask.

Fleur stood bewildered and said hesitantly, “Me…”

“Stupefy!” Without hesitation, Harry stretched out the hand that had been hidden in the car, and the wand shot out a flashing red light. In the blink of an eye, it hit Fleur.

The spell hit Fleur, but instead of falling to the ground on the spot, she yelled and suddenly turned into a creature with pointed ears.

A goblin?

After the goblin returned to its original appearance, a sound like a whip was heard in the air, and in the next second, it disappeared. Harry had planned to continue casting the next spell and, after making sure that he was not in danger, put down the hand that had been holding the wand.

His nerves relaxed, letting him gasp for breath. That goblin did not use Sherlock’s identity to approach him, but Fleur.

Although there was no danger on his side, this made him worry about Sherlock. Harry thought that Flamel planned this incident, and he felt that Sherlock might not be able to help him, who had lived for six hundred years.

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Sherlock was quietly following behind Claire. Watching her walk into the woods where the fragments were said to be placed around, Sherlock walked in silently.

This woods is not small at all, although it is certainly not as big as the Forbidden Forest in Hogwarts. The wizards who came in to find the fragments have been searching here for twenty minutes and only a very few of them have found it.

After Claire entered the woods, she asked the wizards who were looking for the fragments all the way, asking where is Fleur.

“Is it that girl with silver hair and long hair?” A young wizard pointed in one direction, “I saw her go to that location just now.”

“Thank you.” Claire thanked them and walked in the direction where the wizard pointed.

She continued to go deeper into the woods for about a few hundred meters, and she saw Fleur, who seemed to be arguing with someone.

“I got this first. Why should I give it to you?” Fleur looked at the witch standing opposite her.

The witch’s face was gloomy, and she kept staring at Fleur’s right hand. She had just seen it on a tree branch, but before she could go up to get it, the shard flew by itself and landed on Fleur’s hand.

“Because I saw it first!” The witch replied.

“If all the things you see first belong to you, then everyone should not enter this forest. Because whoever sees it first will have all the fragments.”

When it comes to fights like this, she has some experience with them. Not everyone treats her very well in Beauxbatons. Most boys will be chattered by her appearance, but most girls are not friendly to her.

After all, she is the most popular person among boys, and those girls who feel that she is stealing the limelight will naturally pick on her and make trouble for her. But whether inside or outside of school, Fleur has never lost a fight.

“I saw that you have already got one before. Aren’t you too greedy to get more?” The witch approached Fleur little by little; obviously, she was preparing to do something.

Fleur is not afraid of her at all. Even if her wand is gone, her Veela bloodline will allow her to control her magic power more easily than a normal wizard, which is why she can find the two fragments so quickly.

“Mr. Flamel said just now that you can get more than one. If you can’t find one yourself, well, that’s your problem.”

Hearing Fleur’s mockery, the witch finally couldn’t hold back. Just when she wanted to rely on her body to pounce on the two fragments from Fleur’s hand, a voice suddenly sounded from the side.

“Sister Delacour!”

The witch stopped preparing to attack and looked at Claire, who suddenly came over. Fleur also saw the arrival of her junior, and her face couldn’t help showing joy. Claire and Fleur stood together, and the witch could only say, “I’ll see you,” and left.

Fleur thanked Claire, “You came on time, thank you.”

“It’s okay.” She smiled. “You can pay me back with the fragment as a thank-you gift.”

Fleur shook her head and refused, “No. This is what I promised to bring to them.”

Claire quickly waved her hand, “I’m joking; why are you so nervous?”

After Fleur made sure that she didn’t intend to grab the fragments in her hand, she let go of her guard and walked with her.

“Let’s go inside. No one had been there, so maybe we’ll find something.”

They walked together deeper into the woods, and Fleur asked, “Why did you come so late? I thought something happened to you, and you can’t come.”

Claire smiled.

“Something happened and made me a little late. But I can still make it out here.”

“As far as I know, five people have found the fragments. Counting the two in my hand means that seven have been found. There are still fifteen pieces left, and there is a high probability that we can find another one. Even getting two is not impossible.” Fleur said enthusiastically, still imagining that she might be able to bring three fragments.

Claire laughed silently as she looked at her. She deliberately led Fleur to a place where two fragments were hidden in a bird’s nest on a tree.

“Look there!” Claire excitedly pointed.

Fleur was also excited. Finding two fragments was no longer a dream. Now that two new fragments had been discovered, she and Claire could have one each.

Just as she walked under the tree and was about to use her magic power to pull the fragments out of the bird’s nest without using a magic wand, a red light shot toward her.

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