Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1842: Leader Granger

Fighting with living corpses has never been an easy task, even for Harry today.

Because he could not fully use the powerful power contained in the Gryffindor sword, Harry did not have the ability to fight hordes of enemies at once. Faced with a small number of living corpses, it is not a problem, but if the number reaches a certain level, the benefits of the sword and the increased physical fitness will sooner or later be exhausted.

And even if you add the Maca pro-made rune arm shields equipped by Ron and others, defending here against one or two waves of enemies, you will probably be almost exhausted.

So to be honest, the one who has the greatest battle result right now is still able to summon the powerful patron saint Neville!

During this period of constant tempering and the previous continuous training of Maca on the island, Neville has grown more unknowingly.

There are many mysteries of the patron saint curse, even Maca once said that this curse, which has been passed down since ancient times, is by no means simple. But now, Neville has a vague tendency to carry forward this very special curse again.

As he quietly practiced his mental strength, the patron saint of the silver lion he had summoned not only reminded the aspect to grow again, but also became more and more condensed.

I saw that silver-white body was majestic and sturdy. When running and flying, the silver haze dragged out the light and shadow like silk ribbon behind it.

Every time there is a pause, under the control of Neville's concentrated spirit, he will inevitably wave his claws and tear the half circle of living corpses in front of him suddenly; while the body is twisting, few enemies survive the lion kiss.

For those who have evolved, Harry’s results will undoubtedly be far better than those of other partners, but if there are so many ordinary zombies opposite, Mr. Blois’s absence will inevitably count Neville’s. The effect is even greater.

It was precisely under this group of five people fighting fiercely that the tide of corpses rushing from the hill on the outskirts of Weymouth was finally barely contained at the must pass to enter the city.

"Neville, can you stand it? Are you okay?"

Hannah waved her magic wand, doing her share of some insignificant power for this fierce battlefield, while looking at Neville very worriedly.

You can see that Neville's expression at this moment is a fortitude that is hard to see on his face. His eyes were firm and persistent, and his concentration fell on the lion in front of him, constantly driving the silver lion to resist the enemies.

However, the sweat on his forehead had already run down his cheeks and wet his shoulders.

Such a high-intensity control of the patron saint requires a lot of mental power. Even if he has never slackened in training, it is never easy to stick to it at this moment.

"It's okay," Neville gritted his teeth, "Remember, don't use arm shields lightly until you are in a heavy siege-your situation is similar to Ron. It’s hard to use it a second time."

"Well, I...I know."

Hannah pursed her lips, and couldn't help but look at the others—Harry was still rushing from the left to the right in the battlefield, constantly reducing the fighting pressure of the Silver Lion. Needless to say, Ginny was still there. Arrange the magic text that Hermione prepared for her. As for Ron, he has not fully recovered from his serious injury. At this moment, he can only stand **** a branch with the thickness of his arm, and sometimes swing his wand to release one or two spells.

To be honest, Ron’s curse is already pretty good today, but in such a scene, the obvious is not enough.

"If you really can't stop it, remember to say it," Ron yelled in a hoarse voice, leaning on his broken crutches behind him, "I can't move anyway, and I can't run... …At any rate, you have to sweep the blow on the arm shield first and then fall down, otherwise you will lose a lot!"

"Okay, just shut up!" Ginny glared at him irritably, "The arm shield is used to save your life, don't use it blindly, my formation will be ready soon—"

However, before she finished her words, she saw an arc of blue and white sparkling light silently passing in front of her eyes, lasing along her side.

"Ron?"

Ginny's questioning look on his face was not fully revealed, he saw Ron had already fallen to the ground with the arm shield on his left hand, but he hadn't forgotten to remind Ginny:

"Stop talking, run! Harry...protect Ginny..."

They were two thin, speed-type living corpses, who suddenly rushed out of the group of living corpses on the side at some time. Ron's arc of cooling rules was not effective because of his lack of magic power, but his head was good, but he only shot one of them.

Ginny heard Ron's warning and finally realized that this was not Ron's misplacement, but rather saving herself.

Suddenly, she was squatting on the ground to set up a formation, although she immediately understood that there was an enemy behind her, but she did not dare to look back. After a slight daze, he hurried forward with his hands and feet hurriedly.

"Ginny!"

Harry, who was still a little far away, turned his head back, and after seeing the situation clearly, he shouted anxiously, but he was afraid it was too late.

But at this moment, Ron, who fell on the ground, suddenly saw an inconspicuous shadow from the corner of his eyes and fell behind Ginny who fell forward.

"Boom!"

The remaining speed-type living corpse who was chasing down was immediately torn down by an invisible force, and smashed heavily on the hard road.

"Hermione?"

As Ron struggled to prop up his body and turn his head, a figure riding a broom flew quickly beside him and fell beside Ginny.

"Are you not hurt? Get up quickly."

After carefully supporting Ginny from the ground, Hermione who appeared here in time suddenly waved her hand and said loudly:

"Place the cards I gave you on the periphery to form a line of defense!"

As soon as she finished speaking, dozens of wizards and wizards who were also riding broomsticks descended from the air and got busy according to her orders.

"Neville~IndoMTL.com~ you work harder, hold on for a while... Harry, you return immediately!"

When Ginny was attacked just now, Harry was already on his way back. Actually Hermione didn't need to shout at this moment, he quickly rushed back.

Only this time, Neville's pressure suddenly rose. The silver lion dashed from left to right in front, tossing and turning, but the situation in the battlefield was still getting more and more tense.

"Miss Granger, all right!"

Seeing the group of wizards who followed her back all the way back, Hermione did not hesitate to raise the wand in her hand and waved it down fiercely.

The next moment, everyone here just felt as if even the ground was trembling faintly.

"Don't stop," Hermione said, taking a break, "I can't last long by myself. Hurry up and set up the formation I prepared... Hannah, Ginny, if you are okay, come and help Them."

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