Chapter 250 Let's Take a Step! Hermione Jane Granger!

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"Roar"

The moment the thunderous roar pierced the night sky, clusters of thick black air came from afar with their long tails.

What they bring is not only an evil breath, but also a kind of panic from the unknown.

But just when several groups of black air wanted to rush directly to Hogwarts Castle in the air, they all fell straight to the ground as if they had hit an invisible wall.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a splash of gravel, they landed heavily in front of the school gate one after another, smashing the horse trail into several shallow holes.

Those who are interested may be able to see that when it was blocked by an unknown barrier, a rune appeared faintly in the sky above the castle.

This is not the original defensive magic of Hogwarts Castle, but the masterpiece of Dumbledore who is holding his wand at the moment.

With only his own strength, he can cast a magic that protects the entire castle. This is the true strength of Dumbledore, the old white wizard.

"Roar"

There were a few more roars, and several humanoid creatures surrounded by black air suddenly stood up in those pits, looking very strange. After roaring up to the sky, they rushed straight to the school gate without hesitation, hitting with all their might.

The transparent barrier still blocked their progress, but perhaps because the range of defense was really too large, shock ripples visible to the naked eye appeared due to their continuous beating and impact.

The barrier is constantly denting!

If Maca was here, he would be able to recognize it at a glance. It is definitely the "Black Dead" repeatedly mentioned in "Book of Sins"!

Those guys were originally wizards, but they lost the ability to use magic, and the magic power in their bodies was also released, turning into a thick black energy that enveloped them.

While gaining incomparably powerful power, their resistance to magic is even more unusual, but the price is most of their wisdom and a polluted soul that can never be purified.

At this time, members of the Order of the Phoenix had already retreated into the school grounds, and Hogwarts' defense line was compressed.

But at this moment, none of the Death Eaters dared to take this opportunity to chase after them, because they still had reason.

When they saw Dumbledore standing in front of the school gate, no one would be as desperate for their own life as the Black Death who stood within a few feet of Dumbledore and knocked on the barrier without any scruples. on heart.

Sure enough, when a beam of red light flashed past, those black dead disciples flew backwards far away as if they had been hit by a train.

Holding the Elder Wand, Dumbledore stood calmly at the gate of the school, and he alone frightened all the Death Eaters into place.

But those Black Death Apostles didn't suffer any harm, even Dumbledore couldn't hurt them with just a casual blow.

Seeing them rushing to this side again. Dumbledore's expression remained unchanged.

He was waiting, waiting for the person who should come to show up in person.

...

Outside the castle, the Death Eaters were coming fiercely, but Dumbledore blocked them from the school gate alone. But inside the castle, the situation is not stable.

Most of the little wizards were quite frightened, after all, they were just children after all.

In the auditorium, as the movement outside became louder and louder, it was absolutely impossible to take a good rest. Professor Flitwick and others were standing at the door, while the students sat in the middle with their heads hunched, most of them silent.

In the side hall, Professor McGonagall, who received a message from Moody, was discussing something in a low voice with Mrs. Maxim.

Right in front of them, Madame Delacour, Fleur's mother, was lying motionless on the table, covered with a thin blanket to protect her from the cold.

As for Fleur herself... Moody didn't have time to bring her back.

"... Madame Maxime,

Mademoiselle Delacour is safe there now, and we would be in danger if we went out! "Professor McGonagall said seriously, "I don't think it's a good idea for you to go out now. "

"No! I'm very worried about leaving that child there! Very much!" Mrs. Maxim was much taller than Mag, and she was talking to the bottom with an angry face at the moment, as if her mother was talking to her from a distance. reprimand their children.

"But……"

"I say no!" Madam Maxim rejected Professor McGonagall's persuasion in annoyance, took two steps left and right, then turned around and walked out.

"Etc., etc……"

Professor McGonagall hurriedly followed, but the auditorium was outside, and the children were all there! She is needed here!

When she met those trembling eyes, she hesitated in her steps.

"Step aside……"

Madam Maxim pulled the little Flitwick aside, then pushed the door open and walked out.

"Oh, I..." Hagrid couldn't help but cast a glance at Harry, then gritted his teeth and chased after him, "Wait for me! I'll go too..."

"...Didn't Hagrid give up?"

In the crowd, Harry, Hermione, and Ron were sitting together, and they all happened to see Hagrid's turn around, and Ron muttered in surprise.

"No, I don't think so," Hermione curled her lips.

Harry also shrugged, and then said in a low voice: "Leave Hagrid alone, I said... Hermione, why did you abstain, what happened?"

Hermione shook her head immediately upon hearing this.

"This is the arrangement of Professor Moody. He came to inform me before the competition, saying that he would take part in the third event instead of me. He also said...and said..."

She hesitated for a while, and under the urging of Harry and Ron, she had to continue: "He also said that this is the idea that Maca and Dumbledore made together. They want to lure Voldemort to show up!"

"Huh?" Ron said in surprise, "What about Maca? Well...and Miss Delacour, they're not here!"

"Who knows?" Hermione said sullenly, "I've been in the castle all day anyway..."

It made them feel a little uncomfortable that Maca kept everything from them... but so what? They also know that their strength is really not enough.

It would be too bad if it would cause the incident where Luna was injured last time to repeat itself if he messed up casually.

Until now, Harry had been afraid to touch the Gryffindor sword. He didn't even dare to practice, because he couldn't be sure, maybe when he would go crazy again, and his relatives didn't recognize him.

But without the sword of Gryffindor, based on his ability alone, he really has no confidence.

If anyone was in danger, maybe Harry could use his momentum to perform at a super level, but now, he had enough sense to tell him that he might not be able to do anything with his abilities.

Maca's strength left an obstacle that could not be ignored in the hearts of the three little lions.

Therefore, whenever Maca got busy, they couldn't help but compare, and then honestly told themselves that going to help would just add to the chaos.

Although Maca would encourage them from time to time, how useful would that be?

When the facts are clearly in front of them, Maca's words of encouragement can indeed bring them energy and motivation, but they cannot immediately become their strength.

Just like now, the dreaded Dark Lord has struck again, but what can they do?

In fact, Maca has already noticed his existence, which has influenced many people, both positive and negative.

But no matter what the impact was, it was nothing more than the pressure he brought on everyone.

It's just that if this kind of pressure is good or bad, it depends on the mentality of the little wizards themselves. Just like at this moment, Hermione, who was the most rational in the past, was the first to stand up now.

"Harry, Ron... and everyone!" She looked up and looked around, and said seriously, "Our school is in trouble!"

"As students, we are also members of Hogwarts! We can't stay under the professor's protection all the time, we can't let Professor Dumbledore go out to resist the crisis alone! We also have the obligation to work hard to protect our school!"

"Maybe our strength is very small, yes, insignificant... But I think, as long as we can work together, we will be able to keep the Death Eaters and Voldemort out!"

Sitting around her was a whole group of silent students.

But when she mentioned the word "Voldemort", the little wizards who had been suppressing all this time couldn't help but become more nervous, and many of them started whispering.

At the door of the auditorium, Professor Flitwick couldn't help but took a step forward. He thought that if Hermione continued to talk, maybe the children would be more nervous and scared.

But Professor McGonagall, who was always sensible on weekdays, grabbed him at this moment and shook his head slightly at him.

She continued to speak, and in order to let her words reach the ears of every student, she even added a loudspeaker spell to herself.

"...Among us, there are brave Gryffindors, wise Ravenclaws, hardworking Hufflepuffs...and shrewd Slytherins!"

"Yes, actually I don't like Slytherin, but..." Hermione said loudly when there was a lot of noise around, "But! Maca McClain told me that Slytherin is also Hogwarts students who also have excellent wizarding traits.”

"Although I haven't been able to figure it out yet, I believe what Maca said! I believe that when Hogwarts encounters difficulties, everyone will fight for the school we have been living in!"

Having said that, Hermione suddenly increased the volume, and said loudly:

"Just like Maca once said at the farewell party for the graduates, we are all Hogwarts!"

Before the words finished, Hermione kicked Harry's leg.

Don't look at what she said so high-sounding and passionate, but in her heart, the original purpose was for her own selfishness.

She really couldn't bear it. On the road of continuous advancement in life, she could only watch Maca's back getting further and further away, as if she would never be able to catch up with him.

"Go ahead, Hermione Jane Granger!" she whispered to herself.