Chapter 394 Sneak Attack

Silk had no intention of staying.

She knew Sherlock's strength. If he couldn't solve the problem alone, the result would be the same with her.

And this bottle of memory really couldn't have any mistakes.

She reached out to take the glass bottle and whispered before leaving.

"I'll wait for you in Hogsmeade."

Sherlock slowly drew out his wand, without saying a word, but made an OK gesture to her.

After Silk left, he moved in the direction where a Death Eater left. Their separate actions gave Sherlock a good opportunity to defeat them one by one.

With the control of magic, such a dark and windy night was the best time for him to take action.

He soon found the Death Eater who had quietly come to the door of a Muggle house in the field.

This was Amycus who had a verbal conflict with Rodolphus before.

This wizard also had a sister. The two were notorious in the magic world before they officially became Death Eaters. Everyone knew that the Carrow brothers and sisters were a pair of dark wizards with no bottom line.

After becoming Death Eaters and having Voldemort as their leader, they became even more unscrupulous.

When they were caught, all the wizards in the Wizengamot voted in favor of sentencing them to life imprisonment in Azkaban.

This is already the highest penalty in the wizarding world.

Staring at the wooden door in front of him, Amycus's eyes showed a cruel look.

He was suppressing a lot of anger in his heart at this moment, and he had nowhere to vent it. The means he would use to interrogate the Muggles later would definitely not be so simple, and he had to vent the anger that Rodolphus had aroused in his heart.

Just as he drew out his wand, the other hand without the wand was already in front of the door, ready to knock on the door.

Behind him, more than a dozen wands of the same length were quietly floating behind his head like ghosts, and the tips of all the wands were pointed at him.

Just as Amycus was about to knock on the door, a subtle sound suddenly sounded behind him.

"All petrified."

The voice was not very close to him, at least five meters away, so the first thought that came to Amycus' mind was to roll to the side to avoid it!

However, before he could even think of it, more than a dozen spells had already hit his back with great force!

As if being hit by a heavy hammer, Amycus flew towards the door in front of him, and then with a loud crash, his body became as stiff as a stone statue and fell to the ground powerlessly.

"Who is it?"

The Muggle in the house obviously heard the noise, called out, and was about to come out of the house.

Sherlock did not stop at all, he directly used control magic to control Amycus's completely frozen body, and left here quietly.

Gu Yu

The door was opened, and a middle-aged Muggle with a beard looked out from behind the door. After not seeing any figure, he muttered a few times in dissatisfaction, and then closed the door again and returned to the house.

Sherlock took Amycus to the place where he and Silk had stayed before.

This was a remote alley. Even in broad daylight, few people would pass by, let alone at night. It was a very suitable place for hiding people.

Although his body was restricted in movement, Amycus' eyes and mind were not petrified. After he was hit by the spell and fell to the ground, he saw the dozen wands floating behind him.

Then he was desperate.

Sherlock's spellcasting method was no secret. At least among the Death Eaters, Voldemort made every one of his men remember Sherlock's face and his unique skill of controlling the wand to use spells remotely.

Even the Death Eaters who escaped from Azkaban later knew that their master was stabbed through the heart by a young professor of Hogwarts on the night he was resurrected.

The name Sherlock Forrest has long been deeply engraved in the hearts of every Death Eater.

Just like in the British magic world, except for Dumbledore, no wizard would think that he could beat Voldemort.

Among the Death Eaters, no one would think that he could beat Sherlock, who had defeated Voldemort head-on.

Except for a madman like Bella, no one would think of meeting Sherlock or Dumbledore.

Unfortunately, Amycus fell into Sherlock's hands tonight.

His eyes were dead, but Sherlock didn't even look at him. After throwing him into the alley, he turned around and walked quickly in the direction of another Death Eater in his memory.

The time they agreed on was 10 minutes. Of course, Sherlock couldn't solve all five people in a row within 10 minutes.

But as long as he solved two or three of them, even if the remaining people would find the problem, it would not cause him any trouble.

The only thing to note is that he must act quickly and not give the Death Eaters any chance to issue a warning, otherwise it will alarm the remaining people in advance.

They gathered together, and Sherlock was certainly not afraid. He was mainly worried that someone would escape tonight.

According to his plan, none of the five people who came to this village could leave.

The residential area in the village is not large. Following the direction in which one of the Death Eaters left in his memory, he found the whereabouts of the second Death Eater in his own area.

The appearance of this Death Eater was a little unfamiliar to Sherlock. He had knocked on the door of a Muggle's house, had just completed the soul-stealing control, and was asking about Slughorn's whereabouts.

Before the Muggle could answer, Sherlock used the same trick again and hit him directly with the spell.

The Death Eater fell to the ground weakly, and the soul-stealing curse he cast on the Muggle was automatically contacted. The middle-aged woman with a fat figure looked at the scene in front of her blankly at first, and then a horrified expression appeared on her face two seconds later. When she was about to force her eyes to scream, Sherlock's wand was already aimed at her.

"Oblivion."

The fat woman opened her eyes again, her eyes became dull, and she stood there blankly, just watching Sherlock take the petrified Death Eater away.

After a while she would wake up on her own and forget why she was standing there. Then she would go back to the house and continue sleeping, wondering if her memory had declined due to her age.