It's true that they don't believe it. A boy who is four years old! No! After Christmas, even if he was born in the famous Mephisto family, he would not be able to defie the will of heaven. He would invent a spell alone at such a young age.

Many five-year-old wizards don’t know what the correct pronunciation of the spell is.

So everyone was making a fuss until midnight and had to scream out Sherlock, who was already asleep, from the bed. Looking at the uncles and aunts who seemed to have fought a battle and had a mess, Sherlock didn't realize it, so she felt a little confused.

Especially since my father even tore the clothes on his chest, how excited are these great wizards? Why do I feel like my father was raped by them?

"Sherlock, you are casting a traceless healing, which is the curse you invented!" Fu Mengd explained to his son, then grabbed the guy who contributed the spitting potion and pulled a knife.

"My God, you're crazy, why don't you use your part to do experiments!"

The great wizard screamed in pain, and he knew in his heart that Fu Mengd was simply taking revenge on him.

"Give him your wand, if you have to see it with your own eyes."

The wizard handed his hawthorn wood wand to Sherlock, and he naturally cast the self-created spell of traceless healing. As the wizards shouted, he watched the wound on the man's hand heal bit by bit, and in the end there was no scar left.

"This is impossible! Generally, five-year-old children can't even pronounce the correct pronunciation of the spell, let alone cast spells."

"Does five-year-olds have the magic power to cast spells?"

"I'm sorry for this. My son experienced a magic outbreak when he was four years old. You have seen it with your own eyes whether there is magic in his body. There is no doubt about it."

Fu Mengd raised his head proudly, feeling that even if his friends' children were all added together, they were not as good as his son.

"Oh my god! As long as it is any healing spell, unless it is cast by a top-level wizard, it will basically leave scars. Unexpectedly, the spell invented by Sherlock can actually eliminate all external injuries. This is no longer a simple healing spell."

"If the wizards in Saint Mungo knew about it, they would probably have to line up to ask Xiao Sherlock for advice. How about it... Is Xiao Sherlock interested in publishing this perfect healing spell, which will greatly enhance your popularity and reputation, and publish it in the Prophet Daily."

A woman with gold-rimmed glasses, fluffy platinum hairstyle and thick makeup suddenly came to Sherlock and said anxiously.

"Enough! Rita Skit, my son is still a five-year-old child. Put away your nose as a reporter." Fumond stopped Rita Skit with a fierce drink.

Sherlock looked at the woman in front of him, no wonder he felt familiar from the moment he had just felt that the other party was the famous prophet Daily reporter in Harry Potter's novel.

You should know that in the Harry Potter series, the Prophet Daily is a newspaper with great influence on the magic world, but the only member of the Prophet Daily who focuses on the introduction in the book is Rita Skitter.

Although the description behavior is not very good, this woman likes to make up random things.

Especially in the Triple Championship, Sherlock did not expect that this guy would be his father's friend.

"Ahem! Don't be too angry with Rita. After all, she is also for Sherlock. Which wizard now doesn't want to gain reputation and popularity? Actually, I really can't understand why Fu Mond has to endure in the manor now. If you take your role, you can get a high position in the Ministry of Magic. After all, you are a noble!"

A woman in a pink dress came up.

"I'm sorry Umbridge! Although I'm a noble, I don't like the political arena, and... my brother is still wanted by the Ministry of Magic."

"Oh... Look at my memory, but in fact I still agree with Rita's idea. If the Prophet Daily can publish the talent of Sherlock Little Sherlock, he will probably be able to quickly gain the attention of the Ministry of Magic. Moreover, the spell of traceless healing is great. He can solve the problems of many wizards. After all, many wizards will inevitably leave bad scars on their bodies, which may allow Sherlock Little Sherlock to get a badge of honor."

Looking at Umbridge who came up, Sherlock's heart was a little cold.

As a regime woman in the book who is changing with the wind, has an urgent sense of power, and also likes to abuse power and abuse many students in Hogwarts. Sherlock really doesn't understand who his father's friends are. If a Death Eater pops up at this time, he will not be surprised at all.

"It's enough, friends, I hope everyone can keep everything about Sherlock secret. I just hope he can grow up safely. Is this a secret for all of us right?"

"certainly!"

Everyone agreed.

But obviously, it is often a hidden secret, and the final result is that everyone knows it.

Just the next day, Fumond saw the article published by Rita Skit in the Prophet Daily.

"The unique genius in the magic world is a member of the Mephisto family."

"The boys in the magic world will definitely be able to influence the future!"

"At the age of four, the magic power exploded and was able to create a spell, the members of the Mephisto family inherited the talents of their ancestors and became even more outstanding!"

"The healing curse that is so powerful that it leaves no scars is originally created by a four-year-old boy."

After reading the newspaper, Fu Mengd threw the newspaper on the ground angrily.

In the afternoon, the director of the St. Mungo Magic Injury Hospital, Oster Pohan, personally brought two famous St. Mungo wizards to visit the Mephisto Mansion, and the initiator Rita Skit.

Dean Oster said his purpose very bluntly, just to verify it with his own eyes that if traceless healing can really leave no trace, then he is willing to spend a lot of money to learn this curse.

And the facts proved that when Sherlock personally used it, the three Saint Mungo present were all glowing green light.

"I am willing to spend 20,000 gold Gallon to learn this spell, Mr. Sherlock, you will never understand how much influence this spell will have." Oster said eagerly.

Everyone took a breath of air conditioning. Twenty thousand gold gallons were a sky-high price in the magic world.

Moreover, as a descendant of Mungo Pohan, the founder of St. Mungo, Oster Pohan, as a noble and famous wizard, even if the Minister of Magic and Dumbledore meet him, he must personally receive and greet him.

But the other party called Sherlock Mr., which was self-evident.

"No, thank you, Dean Oster, but if the spell I invented really has a deep impact on the magic world, then I would be willing to disclose the spell and how to use it in the Prophet Daily."

When Sherlock said all this calmly, another person next to him had his eyes green, which was Rita Skitter.

She knew that it was the right decision to follow the dean of St. Mungo to the Mephisto Courtyard today. She seemed to see a smooth road with promotion and salary increase in front of her, which was related to Sherlock.
Chapter completed!