Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1891: The true face of Gryffindor’s sword

At this moment, Hermione understood that she had overestimated her mastery of the rules of gravity; at this moment, Harry even realized the importance of Mr. Blois on their last trip.

　　 There are only seven people, and the scene of being besieged by hundreds of enemies, the group of them has finally seen what it is like at this moment.

　　 A large number of living corpses were divided into the ground and the air, attacking them in all directions, and the high density of enemies formed a shielding effect that even thick fog could not reach. No matter which direction you look at, it's all dark, and it makes people feel as if night has fallen.

　　 The patron saint of the lion, who had great immunity to physical attacks, was torn into a silvery-white light particle by countless claws and magic more than ten minutes ago. The dense group of living corpses took up all the surrounding space, and even prevented it from regrouping to restore its shape.

　　 And after that, Hermione and others were quickly forced to the ground by more and more flying zombies-only gravity traps can only pull them to the ground, as they pile up. The number of enemies keeps increasing, and the effect of the gravity rule within a fixed range is getting lower and lower.

　　 Had it not been for Hermione and Luna who had learned to take precautions under the influence of Maca’s formal habits, they had drawn a set of magic text cards in the Weymouth camp in advance, and prepared a quite powerful protective formation. I am afraid there have been casualties among them by now.

　　 Right now, everyone who is exhausted can only temporarily hide in the urgently arranged formation, watching the magic barrier be faltered by a large number of living corpses, and taking a rest with fear.

　　 Harry is the only one who holds the Gryffindor sword in his hand and has strengthened his physical fitness twice with the assistance of the sword. At this moment, he is still fighting outside the barrier.

　　 In order to reduce the burden as much as possible for the magic barrier that protects Ginny and everyone, so that it can last longer, he knows that even if he is exhausted here, he can't stop swinging his sword.

　　 It can be said that he has no time to think more at this moment-he put aside the "courage" in Godric Gryffindor's mouth, and put aside the trip to Winchester to meet Maca's "purpose", and even the "anger" that was despicable and cruel to Haierbo, and incompetent to himself was also thrown out of the sky.

　　 He only knows one thing now, and that is to dodge the attack and attack the enemy!

　　This is the case when you are on the real battlefield, and no one has the time to think too much. In order to protect the only attachment in my heart, all I can do is kill and be killed, nothing more.

　　"Crack Lala——"

　　 Suddenly, Ginny and Hannah activated the rune arm shield at the same time, and two blue and white light beams burst out in two different directions.

　　 In the next second, they struggled to move the arms wearing the arm shields, so that the regular beam of time, despite the short cooling, could sweep as many enemies as possible.

　　 It's a pity that the rune props left behind by Maca are not his own after all, and their magic can't maintain the power of the rules for too long. In this all-encompassing scene, although the effect is surprisingly good, in the final analysis it is still a drop in the bucket.

　　 After two dense ice sculptures were left behind, the living corpses that swarmed up soon drowned the frozen "companions". Immediately afterwards, everyone only heard a creak, and the enemy even trampled those hard-frozen companions into pieces.

　　 "Ginny! Ron! Neville! Hannah!"

　　The unknown liquid slid across his face, and Harry couldn't tell whose wound it was, whether it was cold or warm.

　　 It was just because his muscles and joints all seemed to be crunching, he suddenly realized that he might fall down at any time in his current state.

　　 But he can't fall down.

　　 "Start rune!"

　　"But—" Ginny lost her voice, "In this case, once the Gryffindor Sword's rule power effect ends, you...you will die!"

　　 Yes, although Maca asked Luna to use the rules of empathy to make a rune necklace, allowing Harry to use the spiritual power of Ginny and the others to forcibly use the true power of the Gryffindor sword, but that There are still great limitations.

　　 Once the statute of limitations has passed and Harry's mental power as the subject is on the verge of exhaustion, the rules of anger will immediately cease, and Harry will lose consciousness on the spot.

　　 In such a situation where almost no one can rescue the enemy in time, there is absolutely no way for him to die.

　　 However, Harry, who was still swinging his sword, just said:

　　 "I will die even if I don't activate it-I won't enter the barrier, and only if I use the full power of the Gryffindor sword, I and you may have such a ray of life."

　　 "Damn it!"

　　 Jinni and others gritted their teeth and touched the necklace hanging between their necks in a rare foul language.

　　 "I will help you."

　　 Luna pursed her lips and said very seriously.

　　 So in the next instant, including Harry, the pendants on the necks of the five people suddenly sparkled with blue light.

　　 "Huh."

　　Discomfort was in Harry's body... to be precise, it started to accumulate in his soul~IndoMTL.com~ The spirit of connecting four people at the same time, obviously will cause him a considerable burden.

　　 But the good news is that the trust between the five of them prevented Harry from receiving any backlash. Instead, he could clearly feel the four strands of support coming from his companion's mind.

　　 However, before not knowing it, Harry's eyes gradually became bloodshot and became red.

　　 "He...hah-"

　　 Gryffindor’s sword flashed with brilliance on the smooth sword, and runes that even Hermione and Luna didn’t recognize appeared one after another, and they drifted away in Harina’s uninterrupted wielding. stand up.

　　 Then, Harry, who had forgotten his anger for a while, felt the anger again!

　　 "Roar!"

　　 A violent drink squeezed out of his dry throat, and the wand that had been held tightly in his left hand was silently left on the ground, and then Harry held the hilt in both hands, as if by a sword...or rather , It was led and driven by a certain force in the sword, and it slashed forward suddenly.

　　 It was a scene that has never been seen before in the modern magical world—it was like dropping a small pebble on a corner of a quiet lake, and the silver ripples that appeared quietly spread away from the sword. The light rose up like a crescent moon, until Guanghua suddenly converged, leaving no trace.

　　 This extremely quiet moment makes it impossible to think that its root is actually from a regular force called "anger".

　　 But Harry understood at this moment that extreme anger can be cold and silent.