Hogwarts: Bourne Returns from Warhammer

"All right!"

Sherlock yelled, startling Dr. Watson who had just been urging him.

Looking at the "new carriage" transformed by several transformation spells in front of him, despite the emergency, he still rubbed his palms excitedly.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time," he waved his wand again and uttered a spell that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

"Tank out!"

Steam spurted out from the exhaust pipe, the curved rod reciprocated back and forth, and the two hard rubber shoes modified from carriage wheels began to rotate.

This machine was read as a "water tank", but it was actually something like a rudimentary tank. Following Sherlock's order, it rushed into the river bank that had been trampled into a mud swamp by the Inferi army.

Its method of killing the Inferi mainly relies on crushing (in the physical sense).

Sherlock used transfiguration to change the material of the carriage, turning its carriage into a heavy iron plate, and its appearance indeed looked like a huge water tank.

With its own weight alone, it can crush the Inferi, which is about the same weight as an ordinary person, to the ground, turning it into crumbs like a biscuit that has been stepped on.

Although it is not like a real tank that can output firepower while traveling, its dual advantages in tonnage and material give it an advantage on the battlefield.

The Inferi cannot cast spells. With their bites and scratches, they are unable to stop the rampage of such a steel monster.

And because there are no living people in this "water tank", the poisonous cold air emanating from these black magic creatures cannot harm anyone at all.

Sherlock used the wand to remotely control it to turn left and right, just like a child using a remote control to control his toy, overwhelming as many inferi as possible with a "Z" shaped movement trajectory.

And when it penetrated deep into the enemy's position, from a long distance away, Sherlock pulled his neck and shouted to the Aurors who were fighting with the Inferi army in the swamp: "It's too late to explain, hurry up and get in the tank!"

As he shouted, the iron door on the side of the tank would open once, allowing Aurors who were about to be surrounded one after another to get in.

And when a wizard got into this "wireless remote control" iron thing, it finally transformed into its own "complete body".

On the side of its body, rows of grilled windows were opened, and the wizard hidden in the body could calmly cast spells on the outside through the iron fence.

"No matter how many times I've seen it before, magic always makes me feel magical!"

Seeing this scene, Dr. Watson sighed with emotion, and this also represented the mood of the other two people present who could not use magic.

Sherlock replied rather proudly: "That's what magic is like. I've seen this new invention in Muggle newspapers before. Although I'm not as good at fighting as Aurors, as long as I can... huh?"

He suddenly realized something was wrong.

Sherlock used a magic he invented to control the simple version of the tank that he had transformed using transformation.

The essence of this spell is actually an improvement on the Levitation Spell - since the Levitation Spell can make pears tap dance on the table, it is not difficult to move several joysticks back and forth - the key is that Sherlock thought This method extends the casting distance of the floating spell.

He also practiced a lot for this.

For example, use the floating spell to replace pipe tobacco, use it to make the violin play automatically... and so on.

This technique of using the levitating spell at a distance mainly requires the wizard to be familiar with what he is doing and try his best to mobilize the subconscious rather than logical thinking part of the brain to direct the activities of objects from a distance.

Just like he is now remotely pushing and pulling the joystick in the tank, it is best to make these movements a kind of instinct, so that he can move his fingers like an arm.

Because Sherlock is a wizard, he also uses some magic to mobilize the subconscious activities of the brain.

This process can basically be summarized as: brain→magic→action object→magic→brain→…

And so on and on.

But as a result, a problem also arises. If there is an external force forcibly acting on the "action object", then due to the magical link, this external force will actually be fed back to Sherlock's brain.

However, under normal circumstances, this kind of vulnerability does not cause any hidden dangers.

Just like now, although the tank Sherlock released is equipped with several Aurors who may touch the joystick, they neither understand the mechanical principles nor the tank driving skills. The Inferi outside are constantly releasing spells, so there is absolutely no reason to touch the joysticks casually.

But the problem is that the current situation is not ordinary. The philosophical concept of "accident" seems to have favored this place and this time period.

Just when Sherlock was about to control the tank to perform a U-turn on the spot, trying to get rid of several Inferi that had climbed to the top, a sudden pulling sensation was suddenly transmitted to his brain through his magic spell. inside.

It was as if someone pulled him hard, and the mental disorder in his brain caused his body to react involuntarily, and he suddenly fell to the ground.

"Sherlock..."

Dr. Watson was startled and quickly reached out to help his friend up.

However, at this moment, Sherlock slipped through Dr. Watson's hands like a loach.

Although his hands were still stuck in the mud to resist, his legs pushed back violently, causing Sherlock to jump some distance towards the group of Inferi.

"Hurry and catch him!"

Even if Dr. Watson didn't remind him, everyone else present noticed that something was wrong.

Gregson, Old John, Dr. Watson, and the three dwarf brothers all surrounded him, and a dozen hands desperately pulled Sherlock, who was struggling on the muddy ground.

But even so, Sherlock was still kicking and squirming forward slowly, as if he was on adrenaline.

Three humans, plus three dwarves, were a little unable to hold down a wizard like him.

"This won't work," Ouyin, the dwarf who was kicked to the ground by Sherlock's lifting of his legs, reminded everyone after he got up: "You have to find a rope to tie this guy up... If it doesn't work, just knock him out."

Hearing this, Ouyin's two brothers quickly reached out and unhooked the tools they carried with them from their belt buckles, a wrench and a claw hammer.

"Can't use this!"

Dr. Watson was so frightened that he quickly stopped the "murder" of the two solid-eyed dwarves, but as soon as he raised the revolver he was holding behind his back, patrolman Old John pushed him away.

"Isn't that thing the same as a hammer?" Old John picked up his wooden baton. "Stay away, I'm a professional at knocking people out with this thing."

After saying that, without waiting for the big guy to come up with any rebuttal, the little old man hit Sherlock on the head with a stick.

"Bam—!"

The stick hit his head and made a muffled sound like "the watermelon is ripe". Sherlock, who was still struggling, suddenly fell down.

Old John imitated Sherlock's conceited tone just now and said: "Look, isn't this enough?"