Chapter 957 Silver Animals

In fact, Hermione's arrangement was well thought out.

She placed three groups of R.A. members plus one Neville outside the side door of the hall, not just to allow them to protect the injured in the hall in time when something happened in St. Mungo's Hall.

Since the side door is the only way to the temporary ward at the back, there is only an "L" shaped corridor connecting the two. If something happened to Harry, the members of the three groups guarding here could also rush over to help immediately.

However, although it is said that they arrived at the first time, there is still a distance between the two sides.

"boom--"

Neville and Ginny jumped from the corridor floor at the first muffled sound. They looked at each other subconsciously, and immediately greeted everyone who was resting on the spot.

"Take out your wands, don't mess up the people in each group, just follow the plan you just made—"

"Ginny, let me check the situation first."

Right now, in a slightly narrow corridor, this group of five, with a total of fifteen people, must move in an orderly manner. Otherwise, once a battle breaks out, it is very easy to cause unnecessary casualties due to self-disruption.

This was what Hermione had asked several times, and Ginny, who knew the importance of cooperation through Quidditch training, obviously took it seriously.

The real battle is not a duel between wizards, which can really kill people.

In the previous disaster, everyone had tasted the cruelty of death. Even if the big guys who can stay here are not afraid of death, no one wants to sacrifice for making meaningless mistakes.

"Okay, we'll be right there! Be careful yourself—"

say so,

In fact, not long after Neville left, Ginny led three teams to catch up.

"boom!"

At this moment, a second loud noise spread throughout the corridor, and Neville, who was running at the front, also stopped in his tracks.

"Harry!"

He saw the disfigured figure that had fallen from the corner of the corridor, and before Neville even had to distinguish it, it was Harry lying on the floor.

However, Harry, who fell on the ground, seemed not to have heard Neville's voice at all, and raised his head with difficulty to look across the corridor.

Seeing that Harry was clutching his waist, but he didn't seem to be seriously injured, Neville also hurried forward two steps, turning his head to follow Harry's line of sight.

That black creature that fell in the corridor and almost smashed through the walls... Could it be the big spider Maca left in St. Mungo's?

Probably because the eight legs were gathered together and the body was curled up and twisted, Neville couldn't be sure what the black mass was at this moment.

But at the very next moment, when a big man covered in black mist bent over and came out of the door, Harry, who was stunned because of surprise, hurriedly came back to his senses.

"Neville? Go and call..."

He covered his waist with one hand, and stood up straight with the other hand supporting the ground. But only halfway through the conversation, he shook his head again, and directly picked up the Sorting Hat that had fallen aside.

"No, forget it... Tell Ginny and the others not to come here, this guy is definitely not an enemy that can be dealt with with ordinary magic spells. Next... let's seal this corridor!"

"Harry, we can still try," Neville said looking at Harry, "it's too dangerous for you to do so. Besides, even with the sword of Gryffindor, we can't guarantee that we will be able to kill that Big guy..."

But Harry shook his head immediately.

"Let's go! Otherwise it will be too late—" he said, and cast a firm look behind Neville, "Ginny, listen to me, and seal this place."

He had cast a rather powerful spell on that big guy before, but the effect was almost zero.

Now, that guy was covered in a black mist like flames, and even the petrification talents of the spiders had no effect on it. This level of magic resistance, maybe even casting spells simultaneously can only give it an itch, right?

"I see, Harry, you must—"

"No, wait, let me try."

Ginny, who had just brought everyone here, saw calmness and determination from Harry's expression. She wanted to believe her boyfriend's judgment, but Neville interrupted her.

And at this moment, the big man covered in black mist rushed towards them!

In the sound of rumbling footsteps, Neville suddenly stood in front of Harry, and his wand pointed straight ahead.

"Neville, normal spells won't work on that guy!"

Harry's mood at this moment is actually very complicated. If you want to ask who here is the last person who doesn't want to use the sword of Gryffindor, it is undoubtedly himself.

So when Neville stood in front of him, he actually breathed a sigh of relief.

However, as soon as this idea came out, he was severely suppressed by himself—in order to be able to truly pick up the sword and use it to protect everyone's lives, he did not allow himself to become so weak.

"Na—" "Call God to protect you!"

Before Harry could speak, he saw a cloud of silver-white light burst out of Neville's right hand, and it spewed towards the enemy in an instant.

In the corridor, the mist of light swirled swiftly, turning into a tall and ferocious silver lion on the way.

For any Gryffindor, the Patronus in lion form is definitely of great significance. Although he had heard about Neville's changes before, it was obviously not as shocking as seeing it with his own eyes.

It's just... What's the point of using the Patronus Charm on that big man?

In the modern magic world, the "Guardian Charm", a special spell that has been passed down for a long time, is not known by many people.

Only a wizard with great wisdom like Dumbledore will realize the great potential of this spell, and try to figure out a lot of advanced usages.

Of course, the current Neville could not have Dumbledore's knowledge and vision, but the previous battle in downtown London also gave him a lot of knowledge about his patron saint.

When he saw the black mist on the big man, he immediately thought of those monsters that looked like dementors back then.

As expected, just as Neville's silver lion patron saint pounced heavily on each other, the two opponents who were slightly different in size fought vigorously.

The silver lion is faster than the opponent, especially in small-scale tossing and moving, it can fly freely, and it is particularly good at fighting;

However, the strength of that big man is quite astonishing, leaving scars on the wall and the ground frequently with every gesture, making people feel frightened when they look at it.

But no matter what, Neville's patron saint was indeed fighting that terrifying big man, and within a short period of time, there was even a faint feeling of being evenly matched.

"Attention, everyone! Use whatever you can to condense the Patronus! Let's help Neville—"

Ginny was the first to react, and immediately woke up the three groups of players from their surprise. Immediately afterwards, the chanting of patron saint spells rang out in the crowd, and then a brilliant silver mist followed.

Harry, who usually reacted the fastest in the past, was a beat slower than everyone else this time.

"Call God for protection."

As Harry's wand splashed a haze of light, a silver stag Patronus jumped out of it, jumping and running, rushing towards the end of the corridor together with other silver animals of all sizes.

But at this second, Harry himself was inexplicably distracted.

"After all, he's still a big boy!"

In his hand, the Sorting Hat, which hadn't spoken for a long time, muttered softly, but it didn't attract anyone's attention.

Leaving aside what Harry was thinking, everyone's eyes were focused on the front right now. When a large group of patron saints shining with silver light joined the ranks of the battle, the pressure on the silver lion was obviously relieved a lot.

Each patron saint was attacking the big man covered in black mist in its own way, and nimbly dodged when the opponent raised his leg or punched him. Everyone's strength is constantly proving the truth of the proverb "there may be too many ants to kill the elephant".

If there are any disadvantages to doing so, it is probably that there are too many patron saints, so that everyone can't intervene in casting other spells, right?

Gradually, everyone found that the black mist on that big guy seemed to be getting thinner and thinner.

"what!"

Since it is a battle, it is inevitable that there will be damage. The unidentified big man is indeed amazingly strong, even during the siege, he continued to hit several patron saints with his heavy fists wrapped in black flames.

As several silver animals exploded into a large cloud of light and mist, several exclamations were heard from the crowd here at the same time.

Condensing the patron saint is the spiritual will of the wizard, and the patron saint is forcibly broken up, which will naturally cause its creator to suffer a spiritual backlash.

Ginny supported a female classmate, and after confirming that the other party was only feeling dizzy, she hurriedly turned her gaze back to the battle in the corridor.

"Ginny, here's the birth... oh!"

And at this moment, Hermione, who was patrolling upstairs with everyone, finally rushed over with other R.A. members. She was surprised at the scene, but quickly understood the situation here.

"Everyone, prepare the Patronus Charm, depending on the situation to supplement the combat power over there..."

She said something to everyone first, and then walked through the three groups of people on Ginny's side, and walked to Harry and Neville on the other side.

"Are you OK?"

It was Hermione's decision to let Harry stay at the door of the warehouse. If something happened here, the first thing she thought of was Harry who was in charge of this area.

Seeing that the other party was clutching his waist, she immediately asked worriedly.

"Ah... um. No, I'm fine, I just got hit a little bit just now..."

Harry shook his head and said nothing more.

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