Chapter 1842 Leader Granger

Fighting zombies has never been easy, even for the current Harry.

Since he has not been able to make full use of the powerful power contained in the sword of Gryffindor, Harry does not have the ability to fight hordes of enemies at once. Facing a small number of living corpses is no problem now, but if the number reaches a certain level, the strength of the sword and the constantly improved physical fitness will sooner or later be exhausted.

And even with the Maca-made rune arm shield equipped by Ron and the others, guarding here to defend against one or two waves of enemies would probably be almost exhausted.

So to be honest, the one with the greatest success in battle right now is still able to summon Neville, the powerful patron saint!

During this period of constant tempering, and Neville, who had received Maca's continuous training on the island before, he had unknowingly grown more.

The Patronus Charm has many mysteries, and even Maca once said that this spell inherited from ancient times is not simple. But now, Neville has a faint tendency to carry forward this very special spell again.

As he silently worked hard on his mental strength, the silver lion patron saint he summoned not only increased in alertness again, but also became more condensed in shape.

I saw that silver-white body was majestic and strong, and when it was running and flying, the silver mist dragged light and shadow like a silk ribbon behind it.

Every time there was a slight pause, under the control of Neville's concentration, he would definitely swing his sharp claws and tear apart the half circle of living corpses in front of him; while the body twisted, few enemies survived the lion's kiss.

If it is said that against those evolved zombies, Harry's results will undoubtedly be far better than other partners, but if there are so many ordinary zombies on the opposite side, Neville must be more effective in the absence of Mr. Blois up.

And it was under the hard work of this group of five people that the wave of living corpses rushing from the hill on the outskirts of Weymouth was finally barely stopped at this necessary intersection to enter the city.

"Neville, can you hold on? Are you all right?"

While waving her wand, Hannah was doing her part for this fierce battlefield, and at the same time, she glanced worriedly at Neville beside her.

It can be seen that Neville's expression at this moment is a fortitude that is hard to see on his face. His eyes are firm and persistent, and he concentrates on the lion in front of him, constantly driving the silver lion to resist the enemies.

However, the sweat on his forehead had already flowed down his cheeks,

Wet his shoulders.

Such a high-intensity control of the patron saint requires a lot of mental strength. Even if he has never slack off in training, it is not easy to persevere at this moment.

"It's okay," Neville gritted his teeth, "Remember, don't use the arm shield lightly until you are in a tight siege—your situation is similar to Ron's, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to use it again after a short period of time. It's the second time."

"Well, I... I know."

Hannah pursed her lips, and couldn't help but look left and right at the others—Harry was still rushing left and right in the battlefield to reduce the pressure of Silver Lion's battle, of course, and Ginny was still arranging Hermione. The magic text array prepared for her. As for Ron, who has not yet fully recovered from his serious injuries, he can only stand with difficulty on a branch that is as thick as an arm, and sometimes releases one or two spells with his wand.

To be honest, the power of Ron's spell is pretty good now, but in such a scene, it is obviously not enough to see at all.

"If you really can't stop it, remember to say it," Ron shouted hoarsely, leaning on his broken crutch behind him, "I can't move well anyway, and I can't run... Anyway, I can't run." You have to sweep away the blow on the arm shield before you fall down, or you will suffer a lot!"

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

However, before she could finish her sentence, she saw a blue-white arc of crystal light flashing silently before her eyes, shooting away along her side.

"Ron?"

Before Ginny's questioning expression was fully revealed, he saw that Ron had fallen to the ground with the arm shield on his left hand, but he still hadn't forgotten to remind Ginny:

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

Those were two skinny, speed-type zombies, who suddenly rushed out from among the group of living corpses on the side at some point. Ron's cooling regular light arc was not effective because of his lack of magic power. The aim was good, but only one of them was hit.

After hearing Ron's warning, Ginny finally realized that it was not Ron who misplaced her, but was saving herself.

Immediately, although she was squatting on the ground to arrange the formation, she immediately understood that there was an enemy behind her, but she didn't dare to turn her head. After being slightly taken aback, he rushed forward with both hands and feet in a hurry.

"Ginny!"

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

But at this moment, out of the corner of Ron's eyes, who was lying on the ground, he suddenly caught a glimpse of an inconspicuous shadow passing through the air, and landed behind Ginny who fell forward.

"boom!"

The remaining speed zombie who came after him was immediately toppled by an invisible force, and smashed hard on the hard road.

"Hermione?"

When Ron struggled to stand up and turned his head, a figure riding a broom flew past him at the same time and landed beside Ginny.

"Aren't you hurt? Get up."

After carefully helping Ginny up 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 male and female wizards who were also riding broomsticks descended from the sky and started to work according to her orders.

"Neville, try harder, hold on a little longer...Harry, back off immediately!"

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

It's just that at this moment, Neville's pressure suddenly increased. The silver lion ran left and right in front, tossing and turning, but the situation on the battlefield was still getting more and more tense.

"Miss Granger, all right!"

Seeing that all the wizards who followed her retreated, Hermione raised her wand without hesitation and swung it down fiercely.

In the next moment, everyone here felt as if even the ground trembled faintly.

"Don't stop," Hermione said taking a chance, "I can't last long on my own, quickly arrange the formation I prepared... Hannah, Ginny, if you are free, go and help them. "

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