Chapter 1892 Temporary Retreat

It was Hermione who overestimated her ability before, but now, everyone present, including Harry himself, underestimated the true power of the Gryffindor sword.

A few minutes passed, and a large number of living corpses and fragmented corpses piled up like a sea. Such a hellish scene could no longer surprise Hermione and the others who had experienced waves of living corpses several times. Only the lonely back standing in the sea of ​​corpses and blood with the sharp sword upside down was the reason why everyone was dumbfounded.

"laugh."

"Patter."

Suddenly, the Gryffindor sword slipped from the exhausted Harry's hand, and stuck obliquely on the ground. Immediately afterwards, Harry himself suddenly went dark and fell down powerlessly.

"Harry!"

Ginny, who finally came back to her senses, no longer cared about the surviving corpses crawling around on the ground, and immediately rushed out of the barrier of the formation, and ran towards the place where Harry fell.

"Let's go, let's go too." Hermione greeted, and immediately led the others to catch up, "Neville, summon the Patronus, and prepare to take Harry away!"

Even though Harry and Gryffindor's sword had just shown its power, it almost killed all the living corpses that could threaten everyone nearby. But it didn't take long, and many enemies gathered around the periphery quickly.

"Okay, I... I'll try."

As one of the four people who supported Harry with the power of the rule of empathy just now, Neville's mental strength was also consumed a lot. Although it is not likely that he would faint on the spot like Harry did, but if he were to immediately cast the Patronus Charm, which also cost a lot of money, he would actually not have much confidence at this moment.

"Don't worry, you can still use a broom if you can't."

Hermione obviously realized this too, so she subconsciously added a sentence.

While the two were talking, Ginny, who was running at the front, desperately hugged Harry who was unconscious on the ground, even though it was as if Harry had just been fished out of a pool of old blood. The one who came here was average, covered in black and red mud.

"Harry..."

She trembled slightly and called softly, but unfortunately there was no response.

"Harry is fine," suddenly, Luna reminded gently from the side, "I can feel that he just passed out temporarily...he will be fine."

"Call God Guardian—"

Neville waved his wand, only to see a mist of light erupting from the tip of his wand, and then he shook his head apologetically at Hermione.

And it wasn't until this moment that Ginny, who had received Luna's personal assurance, remembered to glance around, and then hurriedly took out her broomstick.

"It's okay, Neville, I'll take him."

However, perhaps because of the urgency at this moment, everyone seems to have forgotten something.

"careful!"

Suddenly aware of something, Luna turned around suddenly, and grabbed Ginny who was completely unresponsive, and released a dazzling light with her wand. At the same time, everyone finally saw that a black blade protruded directly from Harry's shadow, and it was just about to stab Ginny's waist.

"Luminescence flickering."

The others also hurriedly waved their wands to drive away all the remaining shadows, and then they all showed frightened expressions belatedly.

"Let's go! Hold on to the glowing spell and get on the road immediately!"

Hermione hurriedly helped Ginny get Harry onto the broom,

Then everyone jumped into the sky at the same time and flew straight to the east.

However, the rest of the journey is obviously still in crisis.

...

According to legend, the sharp blade engraved with the rules of anger contains the power enough to kill ancient dragons. If Harry could really fully control its power, it would make even Haier, who had the body of a demon, fearful.

Such an incomparably powerful magic weapon is definitely overkill to deal with these living corpses.

However, regardless of whether this is "overqualified" or "insufficient", for Hermione and their team, Harry's strength is obviously indispensable.

After continuing to advance for a period of time, the number of living corpses around them increased sharply again, and the enemy group in front became more and more dense, which forced the team to slow down again.

"Hermione, what should we do? If this continues, we will return to the previous situation... This time, we don't have Harry's help."

As Neville spoke, he tried his best to summon his Patronus, but he never succeeded.

On the other side, Hermione gritted her teeth and threw out several rune cards, pulling more flying zombies to the ground, and then said loudly:

"Retreat! Retreat first, we—"

She didn't give up, because this action was a decision she made without rationality under Luna's persuasion. If she gives up now, what else can she use as her inner persistence in the future?

In this era of rampant disasters, people without persistence cannot stand at the forefront, and those days may be more terrifying than death for her.

Therefore, she did not give up, because she still had another option—going to the ancient city of Winchester from the waterway that had been temporarily shelved at the beginning.

However, before she finished speaking, Luna on the side suddenly pulled the broom handle, causing herself to climb a certain height suddenly. Then, I saw her turn her head and look in a certain direction to the north, with a puzzled expression on her face.

"Luna, come down quickly, be careful of the enemy..." Hermione quickly followed and pulled her down first, "What did you find over there?"

"It's a familiar feeling," Luna said with some confusion, still looking over there, "someone is approaching—a huge group of people! And... it seems very powerful!"

"Familiar? Who?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard it—Luna's sensory ability is now recognized by everyone. If she said someone was approaching, she must be right.

"How about it?" Ron looked at Hermione and said, "Should we wait and see? Maybe...it's from Maca."

It was indeed not far from Winchester, and Hermione would not have wanted to evacuate just now if the crowd of living corpses hadn't been too dense.

It's just... Who is the visitor, this is a question that must be carefully considered.

"No, don't wait, let's retreat!" Hermione frowned and said, "If we find out that something is wrong, in this case we will not be able to escape even if we want to."

Impulse and obsession may be able to create miracles, but more often they will only bring sadness and death. Should it be said that Hermione's temperament is inherently more rational? In short, as long as she can calm down and think, her decision will often not be a big mistake.

"it is good!"

Everyone responded, and immediately stopped distracting their attention to the north, and all focused on dealing with the enemy, turning around and retreating to the south.

Only Luna still glanced over there from time to time, obviously caring.

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