Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 957: Silver animals

In fact, Hermione’s arrangement was well thought out.

She placed three groups of R.a. members plus a Neville outside the side entrance of the hall, not only to allow them to protect the wounded in the hall in time when an accident occurs in the hall of St. Mungo.

Since that side door is the only way to the temporary ward at the back, there is only an "L"-shaped corridor connecting the two. If something accident happened to Harry, then the three groups of members guarding here would be able to rush over to help as soon as possible.

However, even though it was the first time to arrive, there is still some distance between the two sides.

"Boom——"

When they heard the first muffled sound, Neville and Ginny jumped up from the floor of the corridor. They subconsciously looked at each other, and immediately greeted everyone who was about to rest in place.

"Take out the magic wands, don’t mess with the people in each group, just follow the plan just made--"

"Ginny, let me see the situation first."

Now it's in a narrow corridor. This group of five people, a total of fifteen people, must act in an orderly manner. Otherwise, once a battle occurs, it is very easy to cause unnecessary casualties due to self-conflict.

These were the words Hermione had asked several times, and Ginny, who knew the importance of cooperation through Quidditch training, apparently took it seriously.

The real battle is not an end-to-end duel between wizards. It is really deadly.

In the previous disaster, everyone has tasted the cruelty of death. Even if the big guys who can stay here are not afraid of death, no one wants to sacrifice because of meaningless mistakes.

"Okay, we will come right away! Be careful yourself--"

That's what I said. In fact, not long after Neville left, Ginny had already followed up with the three teams.

"Boom!"

At this moment, the second loud noise spread across the corridor, and Neville, who was running at the front, also stopped.

"Harry!"

He saw the embarrassed figure that fell out from the corner of the corridor, and without even having to distinguish it carefully, it was Harry that Neville was lying on the floor.

However, Harry, who fell on the ground, didn't seem to hear Neville's voice at all, and raised his head strenuously and looked across the corridor.

Seeing that Harry was clutching his waist, but didn't seem to be seriously injured, Neville also ran forward two steps in a hurry, turning his head to follow Harry's gaze.

The black creature that fell down in the hallway and almost smashed through the walls... Could it be the big spider that Maca left behind in St Mungo?

Probably because the eight feet were gathered together and the body curled up and twisted, Neville was unable to determine what the black mass was at this time.

It was the next moment, when a big man covered in black fog bent over and walked out of the door, Harry, who was surprised and somewhat stunned, hurried back to his senses.

"Neville? Go call..."

He covered his waist with one hand, and straightened up on the ground with the other hand. But when he was halfway through the conversation, he shook his head again, and directly picked up the sorting cap that had fallen on the side.

"No, forget...let Ginny and the others don't come over, this guy is definitely not an enemy that can be dealt with with ordinary spells. Next...let's seal up this corridor!"

"Harry, we can give it a try," Neville said, looking at Harry. "You are too dangerous to do this. Moreover, even with the Gryffindor sword, we cannot guarantee that we will be able to Kill that big man..."

But Harry shook his head immediately.

"Let’s go! Otherwise it’s too late--" he said, suddenly casting a firm look behind Neville, "Ginny, listen to me, block this place."

He had cast a rather powerful spell on that big guy before, but the effect was almost zero.

Now, the guy is covered with flame-like black mist again, and even the petrification talents of the spiders have no effect on it. This kind of magic resistance, I am afraid that even the simultaneous spelling can only make it itchy, right?

"I see, Harry, you must--"

"No, wait, let me try."

Ginny, who had just arrived here with everyone, saw calmness and determination from Harry’s expression. She had already wanted to trust her boyfriend’s judgment, but Neville interrupted her back. .

At this moment, the big man with the black mist already rushed towards them!

In the sound of rumbling footsteps, Neville suddenly stopped in front of Harry, and his wand also pointed straight ahead.

"Neville, ordinary spells won't work for that guy!"

Harry's mood at this moment is actually very complicated. If you want to ask who here is the least want to use the Gryffindor sword, it is undoubtedly himself.

So when Neville stood in front of him, he was actually relieved.

However, as soon as this idea came out, he was severely extinguished by himself-in order to be able to truly pick up the sword, in order to use it to protect everyone's lives, he did not allow himself to become like this weak.

"Nah--" "Call God to guard!"

Harry had not had time to speak, he saw Neville's right hand suddenly burst out of a cloud of silvery white light, and instantly spewed towards the enemy.

In the corridor, the enclave of light swirled, turning into a burly and fierce silver lion on the way.

For any Gryffindor, the patron saint in the form of a lion is absolutely significant. Although I have heard about Neville's changes before, just listening to people talk about it, but it's obviously less shocking than seeing it with my own eyes.

It's just...what does it mean to use the Patronus Charm on that big man?

In the modern magical world, the "Guardian Mantra" is a special mantra that has been passed down for a long time, and few people know it.

That is, a wizard with great wisdom like Dumbledore will realize the huge potential of this spell and try to make many advanced usages.

The current Neville certainly cannot have the knowledge and vision of Dumbledore, but the previous battles in the city of London have also given him a lot of knowledge of his patron saint.

When he saw the black fog on the big man, he suddenly thought of those monsters that looked like dementors at the time.

As expected, just as Neville's patron saint of silver lion pounced on each other, two opponents with slightly different sizes fought vigorously.

The silver lion is faster than the opponent, especially the toss and turns in a small area. It can fly freely and is particularly good at fighting;

However, the strength of the big man is quite amazing. He frequently left scars on the walls and the ground between his gestures, making people startled when they look at him.

In any case, Neville's patron saint is indeed fighting the terrifying big man, and it even feels evenly matched in a short time.

"Attention everyone! Use everything that can condense the patron saint! Let's help Neville together—"

Ginny was the first to react, and immediately awakened all three groups from surprise. Immediately afterwards, the crowd chanted the patron saint curse one after another, and then a splendid silver haze followed.

Harry, who was usually the most responsive in the past, was a beat slower than everyone else this time.

"Call God to guard."

As Harry's wand spilled a mist of light, a silver stag patron saint jumped out of it, leaping and running along with other silver animals, big and small, towards the end of the corridor.

But at this second, Harry himself was inexplicably distracted.

"He is still a big boy after all!"

In his hand, the Sorting Hat, who hadn't spoken for a long time, murmured abruptly, but it didn't attract anyone's attention.

Let's not mention what Harry was thinking, everyone's eyes are now focused on the front. When a large group of gleaming patron saints joined the battle, the pressure on the silver lion was significantly reduced.

Each patron saint is attacking the big man covered in black mist in his own way, and swiftly avoids when the opponent raises his leg or smashes his fist. Everyone's strength is constantly proving the veracity of the proverb "If there are too many ants, they can kill an elephant."

If you say there are any disadvantages in doing this, it is probably that there are too many guardians, so that everyone can't intervene in casting other spells, right?

Gradually, everyone realized that the black mist on the big guy seemed to be getting thinner and thinner.

"Ah!"

Since it is a battle, it is inevitable that there will be damage. The unidentified big man was indeed amazingly strong, even during the siege, he continued to use his heavy punches wrapped in black flames to hit a few patron saints.

Along with a few silver animals exploding into a large mist of light, the crowd here also sounded a few exclamations at the same time.

It is the spiritual will of the wizard that condenses the patron saint. If the patron saint is abruptly broken up, it will naturally cause the creator to suffer a spiritual backlash.

Ginny helped a female classmate. After confirming that the other party was only feeling dizzy, she hurriedly returned her gaze to the battle in the corridor.

"Ginny, I am born here...oh!"

At this time, Hermione, who was patrolling upstairs with everyone, finally rushed over with other R.a. members. She was surprised at the scene, but she quickly understood the situation here.

"Prepare the guardian **** curse, depending on the situation to make up for the combat power there..."

She first said to everyone~IndoMTL.com~ Then she passed through the three groups on Ginny's side, and walked to Harry and Neville on the other side.

"Are you okay?"

It was Hermione's decision to let Harry stay at the door of the warehouse. If something happened here, the first thing she thought of was Harry who was in charge of this area.

When she saw that the other party was holding her waist, she suddenly asked worriedly.

"Ah...hmm. No, I'm fine, I just got hit a little bit just now..."

Harry shook his head and said nothing more.

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