"There is a small town called Enfield below London, where a friend of mine lived. Because there was some accident later, we broke up, but she should still trust me."

Eddie quickly explained to Sherlock.

"She is Sophie Federman, and her current address should be in a red-roofed house on the easternmost side of Enfield Town. Tell her the truth that she should be able to keep her sanity and believe what you say without meeting me."

"Then let her take you to the Ministry of Magic, she is an employee of the Magic Traffic Department and has the authority to enter and exit the Ministry at any time."

"Mrs. Selwin has been staying in the Mysterious Things Division on the Nine-Floor underground, and the silent people working there will not leave there without any special circumstances."

Sherlock learned everything from him and asked.

"What about you? What are you going to do next?"

Eddie looked at the fierce battle outside the street.

"I have to leave here immediately. There are two layers of tracking magic under the Death Eater. The simple layer was cracked by me when I was in Cambridge. They thought I didn't know that there was a tracking magic on me, so I could only calculate them today."

"That magic is very troublesome. I can only cover it up for a short time and cannot cancel it directly. After that, the Death Eaters will definitely rediscover my position. Their fighting in the city will inevitably cause the deaths of many innocent Muggles. I will leave the city immediately and attract them away!"

He spoke firmly and did not care about the consequences of his own being caught by the Death Eater.

Sherlock did not struggle any more. He controlled the wand scattered around the room and returned to his pocket. Now that time is tight, he could bring the news to the Ministry of Magic earlier and find the traitor, so that Eddie could get rid of the danger earlier and go back.

"What method can be used to notify you after the traitor is caught?"

"Connecting the Ministry of Magic's fireplace on the Isle of Man, I should be there at this time tomorrow!"

Eddie and Sherlock looked at each other for the last time. The two of them didn't say anything more, and raised the wand in their hands and used the phantom shift.

When the two of them left, the battle on the street had entered a white-hot stage!

Aurors and Death Eaters rode a broom to waving their wands over the city. Countless green and red spells passed by in the night sky like meteors, and at the same time, there were constant sounds of phantoms appearing around them.

These are all reinforcements from surrounding cities, including Aurors and Death Eaters!

"Do you want to ask the Ministry for additional staff?"

Coming from York, another Auror commander, Tris, who had joined the battle, barely escaped a miserable green spell!

He yelled at Moody while waving his wand.

Moody was controlling the flying broom to lower his position, and aimed his wand at a Death Eater who was swooping at a low altitude and bombarding the Muggle's residence with an explosion spell. The next second, a precise red beam shot out from the tip of his stick, directly hitting the Death Eater who was moving at high speed!

The Death Eater fell powerlessly from the broom, and even if he fell down, he would be disabled for life.

"Can't reinforce any more!" The strong wind poured into his mouth, and Moody shouted, "Now there are only two teams left in the ministry! If you send it over, the entire Ministry of Magic will be empty!"

"But if this continues, people in the entire Muggle city will know what is going on!" Tris said anxiously.

Moody's face struggled. He looked at the Death Eaters who were wandering in the sky and basically didn't entangle with Aurors, but only bombarded the Muggle city below with spells, and shouted at Tris.

"You take your people to the west and north, I control the east and south! Push them in the middle! Also, don't use anti-phantom shift magic!"

......

The phantom moved to the ground, and Sherlock appeared on the street where the London Burnt Cauldron Bar was located.

But he had no idea of ​​going back to the bar at this time to take a look. He immediately used the unlocking spell to open the door of a car on the side of the road, then used the control magic to control it to ignite it, and drove it to Enfield Town below London.

He hasn't been to this town, so he can't directly phantomize. The bus summoning the knights bus may not necessarily send him directly, because the next stop is arranged in the order of the passengers boarding the bus, not the distance.

At this time, Muggle cars became the best means of transportation.

Sherlock was stepping on the accelerator all the way, but fortunately Enfield was not far from London. About twenty minutes later, he had already entered the town and soon found a red-roofed house on the east side of the town.

After getting off the car, he gently tapped the hood of the car with his magic wand, and the car started by itself and returned along the original road.

It will automatically avoid vehicles and pedestrians on the road, and return to the location where Sherlock used it at the beginning, and the owner of the car will not find any other problems except that the fuel in the tank has been reduced a little.

Sherlock knocked heavily on the door of the red-roofed house.

Soon the lights in the bedroom on the second floor were lit up. A young and beautiful woman in pajamas opened the window and looked at Sherlock from upstairs with a bad face.

"It's so late, you probably didn't sell it at home, right?"

Sherlock stared at her and said seriously.

"Eddie Butler asked me to come to you."

The woman was obviously stunned. After waiting for more than ten seconds, she stomped her feet in anger, as if she was angry with herself again.

"Just use the unlocking spell to open the door and come in! I'll go down now!"

Upon hearing this, Sherlock no longer cared about politeness and used the unlocking spell to open the door and walked into the witch's home named Sophie.

As he entered the door, Sophie happened to walk down the stairs with a magic wand in her hand.

"You'd better say that he was wronged! I came to me to help clear my grievances! If you came to persuade me to surrender to the Black Devil on his behalf! Then you can wait for the trial of Wiesengamor!"

Sherlock and Sophie looked at each other, and the witch's wand was aimed straight at him. Her eyes were nervous, as if she was afraid that he would say that Eddie had really become the lackey of the black devil.

"You guessed it." Sherlock shrugged, "Eddie was wronged. He did not betray the Ministry of Magic, nor did he join the Death Eater."

Sophie's eyes seemed to have ignited hope, but she still did not put down the wand in her hand, but just tried her best to slow down her mood and said in a hurry.

"Then what happened to him! Why didn't you come to me by yourself!"

Sherlock tried to use the simplest words to tell Sophie everything Eddie told him in a short time.

Three minutes later, the wand in the witch's hand drooped.
Chapter completed!