Daredevil Liar

Fifty or more wands were floating behind the goblin. When Sherlock chanted the spell, each wand's tip emitted a faint red light. The goblin dragging Jonathan and Fleur suddenly became alert.

He turned around and saw the dense cluster of red lights pointed at him, his eyes wide like cowbells, and he instinctively rolled to the left to dodge.

But the next moment, the red lights launched at him!

Due to the different properties of the wands and Sherlock's incompatibility with the wands, around ten wands misfired, twelve wands missed the target, but still more than thirty spells hit the goblin, but their timing varied.

Eight spells hit the fairy first, who had already been stunned by Harry's unconscious spell, yet the weakened goblin surprisingly didn't lock up instantly, instead he attempted to extend his finger towards Sherlock, but his actions became sluggish.

After the second batch of nine spells hit him, he froze in place, and finally fell to the ground, powerless.

The last wave of seventeen spells followed, continuously strengthening the petrification effect.

Sherlock witnessed the practicality of casting multiple spells simultaneously and murmured to himself.

The individual effects of each spell are too weak. It's necessary to have at least ten spells hit to be effective, and it's best to have all wands synchronized without any misfires."

Controlling these wands was Sherlock's unique magic, he learned by combining Tom's horcrux soul with his own soul, which he named "Domination" because of its distinctive characteristics.

He initially found it very convenient for daily tasks, completely freeing his hands and allowing magic to replace most actions even without using a wand.

Later, he had the idea of controlling wands remotely using Domination. The first experiment was a success, confirming his speculation.

However, the magic's effectiveness was greatly reduced using this method; the Stunning Spell couldn't stun properly, the Petrification Spell couldn't petrify properly, and the Disarming Spell would only result in a mild pull to a wand.

Hence, he didn't dive too deeply into this research afterward.

Unexpectedly, it proved useful today and provided a new approach to solve the problem of weakened magic.

If the effect of one wand wasn't enough, use multiple! Domination's feature allowed him to control everything as he pleased, far more flexible than using just his hands. After all, one hand couldn't control two wands simultaneously, but with Domination, he could control even two hundred wands.

If accuracy wasn't enough, quantity would make up for it. Insufficient precision for spells? Well, two hundred wands together aiming then… How could you dodge that? Of course, the specifics of how to operate it required further research; for now, Sherlock had to deal with the current situation.

He commanded a few wands to float beside him and used the Splitting Charm on the rope that bound him. The rope immediately split into pieces, and Sherlock stood up, walking over to the petrified goblin.

"You committed a serious crime, stealing wands as a goblins from the wizards. Being kissed by a Dementor might be a possibility as a punishment."

Sherlock used Levitation Charm to make Jonathan, the goblin, and Fleur. The goblin, although petrified, could still hear what Sherlock said. A trace of fear flashed through its eyes, but it continued to glare at him.

Sherlock ignored its gaze and waved his wand, returning all fifty or more wands to the wooden box. With the three floating objects, he headed towards the outskirts of the forest.

Many young wizards had already found the fragments of the Philosopher's Stone, leading to disputes among them. But the Philosopher's Stone being fake meant the stone hidden in this forest was undoubtedly fake too.

Sherlock found a few reasonable, sensible wizards and told them the truth, instructing the French local wizards to contact Nicolas Flamel from the Ministry of Magic. Soon, all the young wizards in the forest knew they had been deceived.

They gathered in the backyard of the Flamel family, looking at the petrified goblin and Jonathan in disbelief.

No one could have imagined that someone would dare impersonate Nicolas Flamel and attempt such a fraud!

Several wizards had conflicts within the forest, and they were now embarrassed. They had fought each other over a fake Philosopher's Stone, and if this got out, they would become a laughing stock.

Alaric arrived promptly, and Fleur's father also rushed over. Sherlock explained the situation, including Jonathan's plan to capture and sell Fleur.

The revelations left Monsieur Delacour grateful and continuously thanking Sherlock, then hurriedly apparated the unconscious Fleur back home.

The Auror's actions toward the goblin and Jonathan were swift as they obtained permission to use Veritaserum and learned that the real Nicolas Flamel had been away until July 28.

Jonathan, fueled by his desire for celebrity wands, planned a scam with a goblin.

They set a trap for magi but were foiled by Sherlock and Harry, leading to the French Ministry of Magic getting involved.

Sherlock and Harry were thanked by the French Ministry of Magic for their help in capturing the scammers, and they learned the full story from the deputy head of the Auror Command.

While they were chatting, the door of the living room was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

An old man with silver hair, wrinkled face, and a familiar appearance walked in with a gentle smile on his face.

Nicolas Flamel.

To be able to come to the Ministry of Magic, this must not be fake.

Sherlock grabbed Harry and stood up from the sofa to show respect for the old man, older than Dumbledore.

"Mr. Flamel."

Nick Lemay waved his hand casually.

"Sit down, there's no need to be so formal in front of me, Dumbledore and I are old friends, he wrote me a letter of introduction about you, especially since you've done me such a big favour He sat down on the sofa, and Sherlock and Harry both sat down again.

"Because my wife's body has some unexpected side effects, I have been with her in the magic hospital in Germany these days, and I didn't know that such a thing happened until today. Thank you, otherwise,

Nicolas Flamel thanked Sherlock seriously.

Sherlock said modestly.

"You're too kind, Mr. Flames, we just happened to find out the truth of the matter. Besides, even without us, it was the two liars who deceived everyone, and it wasn't you."

Nicolas Flamel shook his head with a smile.

He lived more than 600 years, how could such a thing not be seen clearly?

If the news spread, He wouldn't know what the outside world will say.