Hogwarts: Bourne Returns from Warhammer

None of the adults present reacted, and only a little wizard understood the mysterious wizard's intention.

In a flash of lightning, he took out his chain sword from the deformed lizard's wallet, and then raised his hand to stab.

Just like catching a fly with chopsticks, he used the sharp blade to poke the finger that was flying towards Sherlock.

"Well, this is..."

The chain sword shredded the severed finger without any doubt, and also shredded the silver ring on the finger.

But the moment the chain sword came into contact with the ring, Bourne felt a strangely familiar feeling: It was as if someone had used an invisible hook to hook his navel in an instant, and was still pulling hard.

"…portkey."

Bourne immediately realized that this severed finger was probably not a weapon to kill someone, but a special "invitation".

For a moment, Bourne's heart was pounding, and then he gave up resistance. He let the portkey take him and went directly to the reception place prepared by the mysterious wizard.

His home was on the first floor of a rundown house on a rundown street in Moorgate. The entire building smelled of boiled cabbage and mustiness.

-

"Wake up, gentlemen."

Sherlock shook old John and his young partner, Gregson, who had been released from the restraining spell.

Just now, in addition to the Auror breaking the curse, Dr. Watson also gave each of them some smelling salts.

When Gregson came to his senses, he saw several men dressed similarly (Aurors) surrounding him, which startled him.

Subconsciously, he regarded these people as core members of a certain gang, so he wanted to resist.

However, Old John, who had recovered a step earlier than him, held down the young man's wrist.

"Don't move, if you don't want to be unlucky." He said, "These 'blue-skinned beasts' may not be very good at dealing with dark wizards, but they are very good at dealing with us ordinary people."

"What 'blue-skinned beast'? That's not..."

Gregson wanted to argue that "blue beasts" were generally a derogatory term for Londoners to refer to their patrol officers, but he missed the point.

"Are you also an 'insider'?" Dr. Watson asked in surprise: "Then why didn't you tell me before?"

The "insiders" he refers to are ordinary people who know about wizards and the existence of magical society, but do not know how to use magic themselves.

If you want to become an "insider" without having your memory wiped by someone sent by the Ministry of Magic, you must have a wizard who is familiar with you to give a written guarantee, and this guarantee must be reviewed regularly.

In view of the "efficient" procedures of the Ministry of Magic, few wizards would be willing to vouch for a Muggle unless they were a relative or a particularly good friend.

An advantage for insiders is that when chatting with friendly wizards, they will not be deliberately concealed by the latter.

Because it was discovered that Old John might be an "insider", Dr. Watson no longer had to use the rhetoric he had already prepared to fool people.

He originally wanted to use a "scientific" tone to explain to the two patrol officers why they had just been arrested?

Dr. Watson was about to tell them: "Someone among those Indian sailors just carried out a shameless sneak attack on you, using anesthetics and hypnosis to make both of you unconscious..."

But now it seems that that may be a bit redundant.

"I am a Gunter, but I am only a Gunter..." Old John said coldly.

Dr. Watson was stunned for a moment. He didn't realize what Old John meant by his tongue-twisting words, but the other wizards present understood it.

Director Auror Longbottom frowned and looked at Old John's face. He could not see any characteristics of the "Gaunt" family in this old man's face.

"...I don't know how to talk to snakes."

Old John lit another hand-rolled cigarette.

The curls of green smoke obscured his eyes, making it impossible to see the hidden emotions inside.

“You mean Parseltongue?

But in fact - you may not need to underestimate yourself - you are actually a wizard, and it may not even take one or two generations for someone in your descendants to be able to use magic spells normally.

Don't rush to refute, my statement is well-founded because I believe in my observations.

Judging from your clothes, you will be less cold-resistant than your companions in winter.

Even after entering the Leaky Cauldron, you still didn't take off your coat, or even unbutton it.

Secondly, you are always smoking, and your craving for cigarettes is heavier in autumn and winter than in spring and summer.

I saw the box you put the tobacco in. The tobacco you smoke is German Black Forest brand tobacco, but you basically don’t throw away a whole cigarette after smoking it. This means you are not used to the taste of cut tobacco.

My guess is that you would only smoke this tobacco in the fall and winter when it's really cold.

It's more powerful, a little more exciting than the British cigarettes - because when it's cold, you may become sleepy, so you choose this kind of German tobacco.

But have you discovered it?

Your habit is actually very similar to that of hibernating snakes. If health factors can be ruled out, then the reason for your situation is most likely that you have inherited most of the blood of the Gunter family. I remember that Slytherin, one of the Big Four, seems to have similar habits to you..."

Before those Aurors could ask, Sherlock said this to Old John first.

Everything is correct and well-founded.

Just one word: convincing.

He has already seen that this old John is not an "insider" at all. He is actually a squib and a descendant of the ancient Gaunt family.

Moreover, since Aurors can be called "blue-skinned animals", Old John must have various grievances against wizards and the magical world.

Sherlock is a professional at perceiving people's hearts - even if he doesn't know Legilimency.

Therefore, he felt that he had to give this old John some relief before asking him for help.

"Unlike Mr. Gregson, although you were immobilized just now, you probably haven't completely lost your senses."

Sherlock said.

"Not only did the mysterious wizard abuse black magic, he also kidnapped a young wizard in front of all of us.

Then the nature of this matter has changed.

Originally, that person was only suspected of violating the laws of the Ministry of Magic, but now he has also provoked Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

Whether you want to admit it or not, there will inevitably be little wizards who go to Hogwarts among your descendants.

If you know who the wizard is - after all, those Indian sailors have basically told him his identity, but they are just the titles used by that person when walking among Muggles. It will take a little more time for us to find out. Time - I wish Mr. Gunter could give us a straight answer. "

Through the series of things that just happened, with Sherlock's wisdom, it is not difficult to see which of the two patrolmen, Old John and Gregson, is the one who has the real stuff.