Chapter 191 The Road Home

"This is troublesome." Sherlock leaned against the wall and spit on the ground. "Even if we couldn't kill too many, at least half of them could lose their combat effectiveness. As a result, only three died now, and the others can basically still move."

"You set too high a standard for yourself." Eddie said silently, "Even a well-trained Auror can't deal with three Death Eaters at once."

Sherlock is actually very clear about his current strength.

His floating wand casting system can only bully wizards who are weaker than him or have similar strength.

In the words of fantasy, it is invincible at the same level.

But if the strength is higher than his, except for the sneak attack method like the one just now, in frontal combat, he can only take a slight advantage.

If it is as strong as Dumbledore and Voldemort, although he has never fought, Sherlock knows that even if he can instantly cast a thousand spells at a time, the result will be the same.

The level of this group of Death Eaters is uneven, and the strongest among them should be Bella.

When Sherlock cast the killing curse in the Hall of Time, he could feel that the black magic of this crazy woman was much stronger than that of a normal person. If the explosion curse just now didn't kill her, it would be more troublesome later.

The Death Eaters had already withdrawn from Sherlock's control of magic, which made him feel an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart.

"I want to go over and take a look."

Eddie looked at his current state with concern.

"Can you still do it like this?"

"A man can't say he can't do it."

Although Sherlock was physically exhausted, he was still in the mood to joke at this time.

"Don't worry, I won't fight them head-on, I'm just going to take a look."

As he said, he turned his head and looked at the only exit from the maze to the hall behind him.

"You pay attention, when necessary, it's most important to save your life!"

Eddie nodded solemnly, and then watched Sherlock walk into the darkness.

Sherlock didn't use the magic wand to illuminate the spell. Under the "vision" of controlling magic, he could see all the details within eight meters.

Some small insects were crawling back and forth on the ground, and the debris from the explosion on the wall was scattered everywhere.

He took careful steps, trying not to make any noise under his feet.

Until he walked to the bodies of the three Death Eaters who were blown to death, he did not find Bella and the others.

Sherlock had no intention of staying in front of the bodies of the three Death Eaters, but he suddenly found that the body of the wizard lying at his feet was actually an "acquaintance".

Rabastan Lestrange.

A month ago, it was he and his brother who killed Algie in front of Sherlock and Eddie.

The control magic made Rabastan's whole body very clear, and Sherlock squinted his eyes and found something interesting.

He squatted down, reached into his robe that was blown into several rags, and took out a small box that looked like a badge.

After silently putting the box into his pocket, he continued to walk forward a few steps, and the figures of the Death Eaters finally appeared in the field of vision of the control magic.

But the number of people was obviously much less than before!

Sherlock frowned, and he carefully took two steps forward, and found that he had not missed any. There were only a dozen Death Eaters behind the corner, and the others were gone.

At the same time, he keenly noticed that when he kept approaching, the Death Eaters seemed to know his position, and raised their wands in full alert!

They can also detect my position!

Sherlock thought of this matter instantly, and soon guessed the reason.

There was no light or food in this room, how could there be insects?

Those insects are magical creatures raised by dark wizards!

After realizing the problem, Sherlock did not hesitate to use control magic to crush those insects with very fragile vitality to death, and then controlled the flying wand to cast a spell!

"Thunder Explosion!"

The movement of the explosion spell this time was countless times weaker than the previous one, because there were only five wands waving.

And the Death Eaters hiding behind the corner had already put on the Iron Armor Spell again.

The blast spell had no killing power at all, but Sherlock's purpose was not to kill people.

After the blast spell was used, he turned around suddenly, no longer hiding his steps, and ran quickly towards Eddie.

Just as he took the first step, a sharp sound of casting a spell came from Eddie's side!

"Avada Kedavra!"

The green beam of light shone in the darkness, and at the same time, other messy spells sounded!

The red and green beams of light kept flashing, echoing each other in the darkness.

Sherlock saw the hole in the wall that he had blown through.

The wall behind the hole was also blown open, and behind the two holes was the hall outside the maze!

Bella led people around from the back, around to the corridor between the two partition walls, and finally came to Eddie's position from the blown hole!

Sherlock breathed rapidly, not only because of excessive physical exhaustion, but also because of tension.

Soon he ran from the two holes to the hall outside the maze.

Eddie was not dead yet. He was always in a state of mental tension. He noticed the Death Eater before the sneak attack and dodged the fatal spell at the first time.

Although he was hit by a black magic later, it was not fatal after all.

In front of the door, Mrs. Selwyn had reached the last moment of removing the spell. The black door was shining with a faint light and was about to be opened!

Bella obviously also discovered this. She reacted very quickly and stopped leading people to chase Eddie who was hiding behind the corner of the maze. Instead, she changed direction and rushed to the black door that was opened after the blocking magic was lifted!

Mrs. Selwyn actually didn't understand why Sherlock asked her to open the door.

But she knew that he was the only one she could rely on. Even if she didn't open the door, Bella would still have a way to open the door.

When the door opened, not only did Bella rush to the room behind the door with the Death Eater, but Sherlock also tried hard to get close to the door.

Behind the black door was an extremely simple and empty room, with no furnishings or decorations. There was only a plain black slate on the pillar in the middle of the room!

Bella's movements were much faster than Sherlock's. When she walked into the room, Sherlock was still five meters away from the door!

However, before she could see the environment behind the black door clearly, the slate on the pillar flew up out of thin air.

Before anyone could react, the slate fell into Sherlock's hands at a very fast speed!

By the time Bella discovered the problem, hundreds of wands were already aimed at the black slate in the air!

"What if I use a thunderbolt explosion at this time?"

Sherlock panted heavily, but a relaxed smile appeared on his face.

Bella's face was extremely dark, and she and all the Death Eaters around her raised their wands and aimed at Sherlock.

"You dare!" She shouted in a harsh voice.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, don't scare me. I'm pretty good at silent casting. If I accidentally use a spell, who knows if this thing will last."

While Sherlock was talking, Mrs. Selwyn and Amy, who was leaning against the wall and drowsy, were already controlled by the Death Eaters.

Eddie, who was injured in the maze, was also brought out by the dozen Death Eaters.

Eddie's condition looked very bad. He didn't know what spell he was under. His face was pale and his body was shaking uncontrollably.

"Give me your things, or I will kill the three of them!"

Sherlock was very calm and didn't lose his composure because of the hostages in their hands.

"I think you asked Algy to lead people into the Department of Mysteries last time just for this thing, right?" He squinted his eyes and said, "The undercover in the Ministry of Magic was exposed in the middle, and four companions were arrested. Now he is breaking in with so many people. The Dark Lord must be determined to get this thing in my hand, right?"

Bella stared at Sherlock, her eyes full of bloodshot.

Sherlock has already taken control of the situation, and she must do something to take it back!

"Do you think I really don't dare to do it? Goyle! Kill that little girl first..."

"Thunder Explosion."

As Sherlock's emotionless spell sounded, Bella couldn't help shaking all over!

"Boom!"

An explosion spell with a power far weaker than normal exploded on the stone slab, and a few small stone chips fell from it, but it did not completely destroy it.

But this is enough to show that the stone slab is not indestructible. A few more explosion spells will definitely blow it apart!

"Who did you say you were going to kill first?" Sherlock picked his ears and said nonchalantly, "If you touch her finger, I will blow up a piece of this board. Do you think this deal is suitable?"

Bella stared at him in disbelief.

"You are a lunatic! A complete lunatic!"

"Before you talk about others, think about what others say about you."

Sherlock is of course not that crazy. The hardness of this slate was determined after he got it. It can be destroyed, but it is not that simple.

He is actually very tired now. It is difficult for him to even stand. He simply sits on the ground. In the air, hundreds of wands are still pointing at the black slate.

"Now we have each other's handles, so can we have a good talk next? To be honest, I have no interest in what your master wants to do with this thing. After all, I am not an Auror. You forced me to do this."

Bella rarely encounters the situation of negotiating with others, but Voldemort does attach great importance to this slate, so she has to consider giving in.

"You can take the three of them away, but give us that thing!"

Before Sherlock replied, Mrs. Selwyn, who was controlled, shouted excitedly.

"Don't let the Dark Lord get that thing! It can erase the existence of things! With it, the Dark Lord can try to eliminate the biggest enemy that stands in his way..."

"Snap!"

Bella turned around without hesitation and slapped Mrs. Selwyn in the face, while raising her wand.

"Shut up! You bitch!"

"What are you afraid of? Let her talk."

Sherlock spoke lightly, but those who were familiar with him could easily hear the subtle tremor in his voice.

Bella hesitated for a few seconds, and then actually stopped!

She slowly put down her wand, as if she was afraid that Sherlock would suddenly go crazy and shatter the stone slab.

But in fact, when Sherlock's attention was focused on Mrs. Selwyn's words, she quietly pressed down her left arm.

There was a dark magic mark there that was slightly hot.

After seeing the stone slab, Mrs. Selwyn, who had all the memories hidden in the deepest part of her mind, was called out, and she said in a hurried voice.

"The oldest ancient magic is engraved on that stone slab. It can erase all the existence of magical objects! At the same time, it can also erase all the effects brought by that dead object!"

After listening to Mrs. Selwyn's explanation, Sherlock's eyes suddenly lit up brightly!

He showed a strange smile on his face.

It was like a lost traveler who had been looking for the way home. Just when he had no hope, he suddenly found that the road was actually under his feet!

"You mean..." he asked with a trembling voice, "If someone kills someone with a magic wand, as long as the magic wand touches this slate, the slate can erase the magic wand and all its effects, and resurrect the person killed by it to achieve this effect."

"That's the theory." Mrs. Selwyn panted.

"Why do you say it's theoretically?" Sherlock's hopeful smile froze.

"We have tested the effect of the slate. How powerful its reversal ability is depends on the strength of the magic substance that was directly erased. If the magic power of the murderer's magic wand is weak, it can't resurrect the dead!"

"How powerful the magic power of the substance needs to be to achieve the degree of resurrection?"

"Not sure, our research has not reached this stage yet."

Sherlock was silent.

If everything Mrs. Selwyn said was true, then this is a gamble!

Bella kept holding her left arm tightly while they were talking.

She was far from being as calm as she appeared on the surface. In fact, she was extremely anxious and didn't know why her master didn't respond to her call.

Sherlock's silence didn't last long, and he called Amy's name softly.

"Amy, Amy."

Amy leaned against the wall, looking listless, as if she hadn't slept for several days, and gently blinked her eyelids that seemed unable to open, and looked at Sherlock.

"John..."

Sherlock saw her half-open eyes, and also saw the pupils that had changed from azure blue to light gold!

Those golden eyes were so familiar that he felt as if he had seen them before!