Chapter 810 Let’s Go! The Last Battle!

Latest website: "Did you feel that today's dinner was strange?"

"It can't be called strange, it should be magical... There is no change in the taste, but after eating it, I feel warm."

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

"Do you feel any other feelings? It seems that the magic power is a little more active..."

"That's right! That's right! That's what I was about to say. I went to the infirmary to help at noon, and my magic power was consumed a lot, but after eating a few sausages, I felt that the deficit was made up a lot..."

"How strange. It's the same in Hogwarts today. Many damaged places were repaired without us having to do anything."

"Is it possible that Hogwarts really came to life? That's why so many magical things happened."

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At the dinner, similar conversations continued.

Originally, due to the urgent war preparation plan, the entire Hogwarts was like a clockwork gear that could not stop for a moment. Holding the anxiety and tension, everyone's nerves and bodies were equally exhausted, and everyone's strings were taut. Tight.

However, because of the magical phenomena in Hogwarts in the afternoon, plus this dinner that can restore magic and nourish the spirit, everyone's condition has improved a lot. Even though the war is about to happen, many people are actually free to laugh and chat. .

"Is this the magic that can be contained in food?" Professor McGonagall tasted a portion of the cream soup and showed a surprised expression.

She did not sit on the teacher's desk, but on the second floor indoor balcony from the side hall.

Sean next to him pushed the steak that was browned on both sides: "Try this, Professor, I have tested it. Among the food categories, meat can hold more magic power."

After hearing this, Professor McGonagall cut off a piece of steak and tasted it. She became even more surprised: "It is indeed true. Although the difference is not big, if accumulated over time, this will be a very considerable magic power..."

She is a long-established great wizard and has a very keen sense of magic.

Putting down the tableware, Professor McGonagall couldn't hide the admiration in her eyes: "This is really amazing... Can this kind of food be provided forever?"

Sean thought for a moment and then shook his head: "This is the magical power left behind by Ms. Hufflepuff's research on authority, which has been accumulated for thousands of years. What I expect is that such magical food can be provided during the battle, but after that, It wouldn't be enough to provide it to every Hogwarts student."

Professor McGonagall showed some regret, but this was what she expected. If Hogwarts can provide such magical food to thousands of teachers and students for a long time, then the influence of Hogwarts will be far beyond Other magic schools.

"There is also mental power. I feel that my spirit has relaxed a lot. Is this also in the food?" Professor McGonagall continued to ask.

Sean smiled and replied: "This is what Ms. Ravenclaw left. I have temporarily opened the permission to nourish everyone's spiritual power. Of course, the amount of spiritual nourishment left is even less, and I can only This method can relieve everyone’s fatigue and add some morale and confidence.”

Professor McGonagall sighed, and she rarely reached out her hand to touch Sean's cheek.

"Sean, you did a great job." The serious professor said in a gentle and loving tone.

Sean shook his head: "Professor, you are also working very hard. And this is not fighting for other people, but everyone is fighting for themselves and the world, and they can contribute as much as they can. Haha, isn't this true? A little pretentious?"

Professor McGonagall shook his head: "Many people still don't understand the serious consequences of what is about to happen, but we have no way to tell them. Apart from complete panic and agitation, it is difficult to bring positive feedback. "

"But they don't know the disaster they are facing. This is unfair. Everyone should have the right to know..."

Sean said: "Professor, it makes no sense for us to dwell on this at this point. Moreover, I am willing to take all responsibilities, no matter what."

Professor McGonagall looked reproachful: "You are a member of Hogwarts, you are my student! Mr. Wallop, don't say these seemingly great words, remember, I am standing behind you, Standing at Hogwarts. Others may not understand you, but I will definitely be your eternal supporter...Albus will also think so."

Sean was in a daze for a moment, then smiled: "Well, you're right, Professor."

"Okay, you go and have something to eat. Besides, seeing students like you in the crowd will make everyone more motivated."

"good--"

Sean walked down the stairs and walked in through the main entrance of the auditorium. As expected, he received a burst of warm applause as soon as he appeared.

"Hey, man! You're finally back!"

"Mr. Wallop!"

"Sean, long time no see. Oh my gosh, everyone misses you."

Sean greeted everyone around him one by one, and at the same time asked the Room of Requirement to increase the output of spiritual nourishment to a higher level.

"Master, I am extremely touched by your generosity. It is a great honor to serve you." The will of the Room of Requirement rang in Sean's ears.

"Okay, stop flattering, try to make the output of mental power more even, and take care of everyone. It's useless for me to keep so much."

"I obey your orders, Master." The Room of Requirement readily accepted.

At this time, the dividing lines between the four colleges are no longer as clear-cut as before.

Although the long tables belonging to the four colleges are still in the auditorium, students no longer sit down and eat strictly according to the colleges.

Not only can you see Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw students arguing about the mysteries of the food in front of you, you can even see Gryffindor and Slytherin students exchanging ideas about food and preparations for the war. .

In the past, this was almost impossible to happen.

All kinds of things, the sense of urgency hanging above the head, and the deliberate guidance of Sean and others, this prestigious magic school finally began to completely unite and integrate.

Walking to the long table, Sean's friends were waiting for his arrival.

As always, there was a space between Daisy and Hermione.

"You all worked hard today." Sean smiled and sat down.

Hermione shrugged nonchalantly. She didn't know when, but she began to be affected by Sean's somewhat lazy attitude, and she often showed this casual attitude.

Of course, attitude is only superficial. Hermione has always been much more serious and responsible at work than Sean.

"It's not hard work. The basic supplies are all in place."

Daisy also nodded and replied: "Everything that needs to be docked has been completed. The materials are all managed by trustworthy and powerful wizards - by the way, the goblins have sent everything over."

Xiao Baihua took out a suitcase with a traceless extension spell cast on it, opened it and showed it to Sean.

There are a lot of magic props, magic materials, and even precious metals and gems piled up in two hills.

Daisy put her hand in and pointed to the corner: "That's the anti-thief waterfall and the traps unique to goblins. The goblin who sent these things said that this is the private property of Gringotts, and most of them are concentrated here. , and as long as you give the notice, the goblins will arrive immediately."

Sean nodded with satisfaction: "I just like dealing with goblins, it's very refreshing and quick."

Malfoy, who was leaning against them and listening with his ears straightened up, rolled his eyes in a very uncharacteristic manner of a rich man. He learned all this through his father's channels - now, the bodies of the President and Vice President of Gringotts It's still in Gringotts' private vault. Without Sean's permission, the goblins wouldn't even dare to collect the corpses of their own people.

However, Malfoy was quite satisfied with this. He had been unhappy with those greedy and powerful goblins for a long time.

At this time, you still want to bargain, or even want to surrender to the enemy? None of the glory of magical creatures! These bastards should be severely punished.

Just as he was thinking about it, Malfoy felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned his head and saw Sean handing over a plate.

On top was his favorite roasted pheasant and smoked salmon.

"Draco, I asked the kitchen to make it specially, but it's not on your plate. I'm very dissatisfied." Sean said with a smile.

Malfoy took the plate and put it down uncomfortably. Of course he would not say that he had been too restless recently to think about dinner.

It was probably due to the Malfoy bloodline. He found that he was still a little afraid of engaging in such a life-and-death battle. During the sudden battle a week ago, he was almost hit by the death curse of a half-dead and half-alive man. If he hadn't listened to Sean's words and carried out a lot of targeted training, he would now be a corpse waiting to be remembered by his relatives and friends.

He had to admit, he was a little scared - only to himself, of course.

A pure-blood wizard must be the bravest duelist. A coward is not worthy of regaining the glory of a pure-blood wizard.

When he thought of this and looked at Sean with a casual and relaxed smile, Malfoy felt a determination that he had not felt before surged through his body.

"I'm ready to die." Malfoy raised his head proudly, trying not to let his voice tremble.

Sean was stunned and handed over a plate. Why was Malfoy acting like this?

He scratched his head and then held the other person's hand seriously: "As expected of Draco Malfoy, the glorious successor of pure-blood wizards! I have reason to believe that the glory and reputation of pure-blood wizards will be restored in your hands. Rejuvenated.”

"In addition -" Sean lowered his voice, "Glory is good, but only by living can you enjoy the admiration of others. Draco, accepting death as one's own is the best proof of bravery, but I still hope that everyone can come back alive, don't do it for Die and die, live by all means, and then..."

He laughed: "Become the famous Draco Malfoy, not the young master of the Malfoy family."

Draco immediately felt his breathing quicken, and at the same time, his eyes and nose seemed to have a sour feeling.

He understands me, he really understands me...

Thinking of this, Draco nodded heavily: "You too, Sean!"

"rest assured."

When Sean turned around, Daisy was pressing her face against the cold table, then controlling the spoon to deliver pudding spoonful by spoonful to her half-flattened mouth.

The little white flower swallowed the sweet taste in her mouth and whispered: "This is really weird, isn't it? My parents, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, their relationship with Lucius Malfoy is extremely bad. Although Malfoy was early People from Slytherin are not allowed to cause trouble for students from other houses, but they still look proud when facing us."

"That's Sean. When I saw Malfoy's expression just now, I was almost willing to die for Sean."

Sean smiled: "I caught his pain point, and Malfoy is not bad in nature. Don't you think it's particularly pleasing to your eyes when he shouts about the glory of pure-blood wizards?"

Hermione nodded thoughtfully: "Indeed, does it have that...well, the smell of a dream? I don't even hate him anymore."

"In the afternoon, I saw my brother and Malfoy discussing something. Can you imagine this scene when school just started?" Daisy also looked emotional.

"Now is the time when we need this picture." Sean smiled softly.

This dinner not only boosted everyone's morale, but also united everyone more for the upcoming war.

After dinner, the small groups found their own places to start preparations for the war.

"Leaving tomorrow?" Hermione said in surprise in the Room of Requirement.

Sean nodded solemnly: "This is a raid. The sooner the better. Although Hogwarts is within my monitoring range, I can ensure that the information will not be revealed. But I can't tell for others. I'm very careful. It was extended by one day, but everyone was asked to prepare as quickly as possible, just for this."

Daisy took a deep breath, and her usually cute and coquettish eyes became firm: "This is the last battle!"

Sean looked at Hermione: "Have the people who stayed prepared where to go?"

"Yes, they have already set off, but aren't they allowed to stay at Hogwarts?" Hermione was slightly confused.

Sean smiled: "Of course, because... I want to take Hogwarts away."

"Take Hogwarts away?"

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"Everyone, get ready and remember your orders! Quick, quick, quick!"

In the early morning at Hogwarts, people who had just had a good night's rest nourished by spiritual power were awakened by the sharp ringing of bells, and Professor McGonagall's voice echoed in the castle.

"let's go?"

"Probably, let's go!"

Although it was urgent, everyone was still ready to go. Soon, the people who were going to compete this time gathered on the Quidditch pitch.

Professor McGonagall was wearing an all-black combat robe, and she wore a pointed wizard hat, and her sharp eyes scanned everyone in the past through the lenses.

"Everyone, get on the broomstick!" She shouted majestically, "Everyone, let's go!"

"Yes!" The thunderous response echoed throughout Hogwarts.

This battle is about to begin!