Sherlock Holmes at Hogwarts

With Sherlock's blasting curse, the White King, struck by the curse, collapsed and shattered into pieces.

"Well done, Sherlock!"

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Hermione couldn't help but cheer.

Her face flushed with excitement, "If Professor Flitwick saw that, he'd definitely award Gryffindor five points!"

Typical Hermione, even in this situation, she doesn't forget about earning points.

However, no sooner had she spoken than something strange happened.

The chess piece fragments, blasted apart by Sherlock's blasting curse, began to slowly squirm and converge on the ground, like the T-1000 liquid metal robot from Terminator.

Before long, they reassembled and stood up, eventually returning to their original form.

Seeing this, the group couldn't help but look at each other.

Sherlock thought for a moment, then smiled:

"At times like this, I do miss Mr. Finnegan."

Clearly, Sherlock's idea was that if he had Seamus Finnegan, the blasting genius, to cooperate with him and Hermione, they might be able to blast all these chess pieces to pieces before they could complete their restoration.

Unfortunately, he wasn't here.

Harry and Ron, although there were two of them, had limited skill in charms, especially blasting curses, and their destruction speed couldn't keep up with the white chess pieces' recovery rate.

Fortunately, Ron was good at wizard's chess, which counted as strong support.

Sherlock looked at Ron, who immediately understood.

"I'll be the Knight."

Ron said without hesitation.

Although the Knight's piece value in wizard's chess is only three points, it is one of the few pieces that can jump over other pieces to attack, making it perfect for him to use.

Sherlock had no objections to this, and he looked at Harry and Hermione:

"Harry will take the place of the Rook, and Hermione will take the place of the Bishop."

These two had limited chess skills, so Sherlock directly made arrangements for them.

"What about you?"

Hermione couldn't help but ask.

"I'll be the Queen."

Hearing Sherlock's words, Ron's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, followed by excitement.

This game is in the bag!

Strangely enough, these chess pieces seemed to be waiting for them to make a decision.

As soon as Sherlock finished speaking, the Queen on the black chess side, as well as the Rook, Bishop, and Knight next to the Queen, turned around, turned their backs to the white chess pieces, and walked off the chessboard.

The four empty spaces left were naturally for Sherlock and the others.

Ron rode on the black warhorse, looking around proudly, full of fighting spirit.

At this moment, he seemed to have become a true Knight.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he tried to look at the opposite side:

"The convention of wizard's chess is that white goes first."

As soon as he finished speaking, a white pawn moved forward two steps.

"A very standard opening, isn't it?"

Sherlock smiled and looked at Ron.

Ron nodded, took a deep breath, and then began to direct his side's chess pieces to respond.

He had never seen Sherlock play wizard's chess before.

But just looking at Mr. Holmes' chess skills, which were comparable to his own, and taking into account Sherlock's wisdom, Ron was sure that Sherlock would be a god-like teammate.

What's more, Sherlock had chosen the Queen.

That's confidence!

Fighting side by side with such a teammate is simply a pleasure.

Next, Sherlock directed Hermione, and Ron directed Harry, and the two worked together to deploy their troops and fight a great battle with the white chess pieces.

"Hermione, right front, diagonally upward five steps."

"Harry, four steps straight ahead."

"Hermione, retreat to my side, two steps to the left rear."

"Harry, three steps to the left."

In the opening stage, the two sides proceeded step by step in an orderly manner, and were safe and sound.

With Sherlock and Ron, two high-level players, this stage passed quickly, and it didn't take long before they reached the middle game.

When a black pawn was eaten, the White Queen rushed over from a distance.

In the surprised eyes of the others, she fiercely threw a punch and knocked the pawn to the ground.

Then, with a force, she tossed it directly out of the chessboard.

"Hiss—."

Harry and Hermione couldn't help but gasp.

Harry's knees even trembled a little. What if he was eaten?

Although Ron was a little shocked, his emotional fluctuations were much smaller than Harry's. He said helplessly:

"There's no way, this is the only way I can eat that Bishop."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Sherlock.

Sherlock's expression remained unchanged, he put his hands together to support his chin, and uttered two words: "Interesting."

Soon, black and white chess pieces began to fall one after another.

Sherlock and Ron charged across the chessboard, eating more white chess pieces than the black chess pieces that fell on their side.

Especially Sherlock.

If Ron was killing on a large scale, then Sherlock could be said to be dominating the game.

This is also reasonable.

People who play chess often know that although the King being checkmated represents the failure of the entire game, the Queen is the most powerful chess piece on the board.

The Queen can not only move straight, horizontally, and diagonally, but also the number of squares is not limited. Except for not being able to jump over pieces, it is simply rampant.

Although the number of squares for the Bishop and Rook is also unlimited when walking, one can only move diagonally and the other can only move horizontally and vertically. It can be said that the two together are equivalent to the Queen.

The Knight played by Ron is more special.

Although there is a limit to the number of squares when walking, and it can only walk in a Japanese character shape, it can jump over pieces, which is unmatched by other chess pieces.

Of course, the Rook played by Harry can also jump over pieces by means of "castling," but it does not seem necessary at present.

Finally, a game of chess reached the endgame stage.

Under the joint deployment of Sherlock and Ron, the black chess has achieved a huge advantage.

The Queen, Bishop, Rook, and Knight played by the four are of course unscathed.

More importantly, the Black King is now located in the upper right corner of the giant chessboard, protected by two black pawns in front, and the Rook represented by Harry on the left, which can be said to be impregnable.

On the other hand, the White King, the king wing side is wide open.

The left side is controlled by Harry's Rook, and the upward and rightward routes are also blocked by Hermione's Bishop, and Ron's Knight is not far away, ready to move.

More importantly, the opponent's White Queen is firmly restrained by Sherlock and cannot exert the role of the strongest combat piece in wizard's chess.

It can be said that at this point, basically any move is a rhythm of checkmating the white chess in more than a dozen steps.

Harry... oh no, even Hermione could do it.

Harry and Hermione have also seen that the current situation is more against less, and the advantage is on our side.

A hint of excitement flashed in both of their eyes.

On the contrary, Sherlock and Ron were silent.

They didn't come here specifically to play chess.

Although Sherlock and Ron were already very fast, at this moment there was no fastest, only faster.

Seeing Ron riding on the black warhorse with a tangled look, Harry, who was not far from him, felt a little strange.

"Ron?"

He couldn't help but call out.

"Let me think—let me think—"

Ron lowered his head, "It's almost here, it's almost here——-"

Harry didn't understand what was happening and could only turn his pleading eyes to Sherlock.

Sherlock did not speak.

Of course, he knew what Ron was thinking.

In fact, he was also waiting for Ron to make a decision.

At this moment, the White Queen turned her faceless face to Ron.

This action immediately made Ron make up his mind.

He suddenly raised his head: "Please, Sherlock!"

Sherlock raised his eyebrows: "Have you decided?"

Seeing Ron nod, Sherlock said without hesitation: "Then act!"

At the same time, he said to Harry and Hermione, "You two stay where you are and don't move!"

The conversation between the two made Harry and Hermione confused and completely didn't understand what the two of them were doing.

The answer was soon revealed.

Ron walked to the edge of the chessboard to the side front.

"Check!"

Almost at the same time, the White Queen rushed over from the other side of the chessboard as she had done several times before.

She raised her stone arm and punched Ron heavily on the head.

Ron fell to the ground without any suspense, and then, like the other black pieces that had been eaten, was dragged up by the White Queen and thrown directly out of the chessboard.

No——

Harry was stunned, and Hermione couldn't help but scream.

But she didn't leave her square—Sherlock's reminder was still in her ears, and reason prevailed at this moment.

Now that Ron had made a choice, she must not be emotional and fall short.

The next moment, Sherlock flew forward without any delay, and rushed to the White King while the White Queen was being lured away.

"Checkmate!"

The White King took off the crown on his head and threw it at Sherlock's feet.

This game was finally won in advance.

The white chess pieces bowed and retreated, making way so that they could walk smoothly to the door.

Sherlock walked forward without hesitation.

Harry and Hermione looked back at Ron one last time in sorrow, and then followed Sherlock through the door and walked forward along the next corridor.

At this moment, even without Sherlock's explanation, the two had already understood what had just happened.

The giant chess pieces cast by Professor McGonagall's transfiguration magic took time to move, and coupled with the action of eating the opponent's chess pieces, it sometimes took as long as a dozen seconds.

Although the black chess now had an absolute advantage, if it could turn the process of checkmating the white chess in a dozen steps into three steps, it would obviously greatly improve efficiency.

But the premise of doing so was to sacrifice a chess piece.

It would have been fine if it wasn't the chess pieces they were playing.

But now, looking back, the reality faced by the endgame just now was that if they wanted to win as soon as possible, they had to sacrifice either Harry's Rook or Ron's Knight.

That's why Ron was so tangled.

Sherlock would also confirm with him again after Ron made a decision.

I have to say that Sherlock's performance just now was so rational that it was a bit cold-blooded.

But that was precisely the most correct choice.

It's just that understanding is understanding, and it is still somewhat difficult to accept.

Hermione looked at Sherlock's silent appearance and couldn't help but trot two steps to his side:

"Sherlock, don't worry, Ron will be fine."

Sherlock looked at her strangely, "I'm not worried about him, it's just a punch, from the strength and his physical fitness analysis, he will wake up soon."

"Then why haven't you been talking—"

"I'm thinking about which method I should use to deal with the troll arranged by Quirrell next."

Sherlock said calmly.

Hermione: (HA

I should have known, how could this person feel guilty?

Even the method just now was conceived by him and Ron together!

I'm really worrying for nothing.

But even Sherlock didn't expect that he didn't need to think of a way to deal with the troll arranged by Quirrell.

Just as he pushed the door open and stepped into the next room.

It stinks.

However, the troll that emitted this smell was lying on the ground, unconscious.