Chinese students at Hogwarts

When Neville took out the long sword presented by Brother Gu Ying, even Rodolphus, who was almost going crazy, felt that his mind went blank for a short while.

sword? Long sword?

Rodolphus, a mental patient, even felt that he should not argue with this little wizard.

If he wasn't mentally ill, who would dare to face him with a long sword that he didn't know how to pull out?

Who does he think he is? Godric Gryffindor?

But then Rodolphus remembered what this crazy little wizard had done.

How dare you insult the great Lord Voldemort? By the way, what did this kid say his name was?

"Longbottom?" A cruel smile appeared on Rodolphus' gloomy face:

"It was a wonderful night, Longbottom. I—"

Before he could finish his words, he saw the round-faced little wizard opposite him suddenly dancing towards him with his long sword.

Neville felt that the whole world was silent, and the worried shouts of the little wizards around him and Justin's screams seemed to have disappeared.

Who said you have to wait until someone else has finished speaking before taking action?

He is also a member of the Duel Club and has spent the past two years learning various knowledge and training to deal with various situations.

Neville felt that he was stupid, because stupidity requires more time to treat every bit of knowledge he learned with a pious attitude.

His heart was beating so violently, as if someone was beating a war drum in his ears.

nervous? It should be tense, this is not a battle training in the club.

He watched Rodolphus raise his wand without reciting a spell, and the dazzling blue light of black magic illuminated Rodolphus's ferocious and twisted face.

The distance of five or six meters passed in an instant. Neville's forward figure suddenly stopped, his steps changed, and his movements were graceful as if he were dancing. With just a light turn, he gave way to the curse in the slightest.

My biggest advantage is that the opponent has come into contact with Eastern melee combat methods for the first time.

This kind of spell battle, which is different from the familiar one, is my opportunity. Neville took a deep breath and straightened out his fighting ideas in the flash of lightning.

The opponent had a large number of people, so a head-on fight was impossible. Neville thought of the experiment Zhang Xiao had done.

Even if he is as strong as Zhang Xiao, he can only face five to six young wizards at the same time without using his full state and only with his physical body. If there are any more, the error tolerance rate is too low, and the magic spells will be scattered randomly. It's simply impossible to guard against.

If the state is fully activated, it can knock down several young wizards in a very short period of time, but Zhang said that the state of being fully activated means leaving no force at all. After the time has passed, it is almost undefended, which can be regarded as a desperate method.

However, recently I heard Zhang say that he is developing a new method, such as only opening the full state when using it, but it is very difficult.

Neville was shocked, am I distracted?

But when he returned his attention to the battlefield in front of him, he found that time seemed to have stopped. Rodolphus was still holding the wand, and the expression on his face was still ferocious.

By the way, what did you think of just now?

Oh - even Zhang had a hard time facing the siege, so.

Neville suddenly changed his body shape again, stepped on the ground a few times, and with the dance of sword light, he was already in front of the Death Eater on the right who was holding Hannah.

The Death Eater was grinning wildly and watching the fun, but he didn't expect that Neville's target was actually him.

He hurriedly moved the wand away from Hannah's head. He wanted to attack in a hurry, but it was not so easy. The long sword in Neville's hand shook, and with just a slight lift, the sharp sword cut it. His wrist.

Then he slapped the Death Eater's hand away with the spine of his sword, then gently pulled it away, using the exquisite skill of Tai Chi to catch the wand with the tip of the sword.

After circling a few times like a lantern, Neville's wrist shook, and the wand rotating on the tip of his sword immediately flew towards the cell behind him.

"Hermione!"

At this moment, Neville firmly believed that Hermione, who was the first to get the wand, must be able to open the prison made by the goblin, which was said to be absolutely impossible to open without a key.

Only in this way can he change the situation of being besieged.

As for failure, let yourself die in front of everyone.

But first, I need to buy Hermione some time!

Neville took a deep breath, but continued to rub himself up, rushing towards the Death Eater who was grabbing Susan not far away.

After all, he was a Death Eater with rich combat experience. He was different from many pampered pure-blooded Death Eaters. As soon as Neville moved, several curses pierced the air and shot towards him.

The brutal Death Eaters didn't even care whether their companions would be affected.

But Neville couldn't do it. If he avoided it, there would be no chance that Hannah around him would survive.

Neville's eyes became firm and decisive, and he made up his mind without any hesitation.

Although it has been tried before, the success rate is very low.

Neville raised his left foot forward, bent his right leg, and carried the long sword behind his back in a hidden sword style. After the heel of his left foot landed, he kicked his right leg hard. His body swayed like a dragon rising into the sky, and his body suddenly shook. .

The whole person jumped forward a small step lightly, and the long sword drew a graceful and large arc in the air, vibrating continuously, and even the air also vibrated.

Hannah opened her mouth and her eyes were as round as her face, as if she had seen something incredible.

I saw that those magic spells seemed to be trapped in an invisible quagmire when they arrived in front of Neville. They moved forward as slowly as a snail, and then they seemed to be attracted by something.

Twisted and bent into a circular arc, Neville kept circling the long sword in his hand, as if something was stirring in the air.

This. What is this?

Not just Hannah, all the little wizards were holding on to the railings, their mouths wide open. Only Hermione was holding the wand, pulling her hair desperately to think about how to open the cage.

Just like the foundation of Longhu Mountain is the Golden Light Spell, Wudang, who is also a Taoist sect, certainly has its own unique skills. Their Tai Chi is said to be both soft and strong, with a combination of hardness and softness. It is a unique skill that is best in the world.

When you practice to a high level, you can even say that you can't add a feather or a fly.

Neville had heard the legends of his master, Wudang rumors, that Master Zhou could even defeat the old Heavenly Master's lightning skills!

"Tangle! Dip! Pump!"

Neville shook his sword, shouted angrily, and threw back the crackling curse.

The magic mass that had been mixed together flew out for less than a few meters before exploding with a crackling sound.

Then he raised his right hand and threw the sword towards the sky. He took another step forward and grabbed the Death Eater's right arm.

The silk-wrapped cross-hands are transformed into crouching knees and taking steps. The crouching knees hold the elbows and the knees hold the wrists. The strength of the whole body is combined with the "shi", and the power exerted is enough to be called terrifying!

Neville's body shook, and his hands were like releasing turtle Qigong, but his hands were separated and not close together, and they were printed hard on the Death Eater's chest.

Finally - the lion opens its mouth!

The power of this blow was so terrifying that a spurt of blood spurted out from the Death Eater's mouth. He flew far away and hit the wall for a full second before he could slow down. slipped to the ground.

When his wand was about to fall to the ground, Neville exerted force on his waist and abdomen, using the power of twisting his waist to lift one foot and spin!

The wand flew up again along with his feet, but at this time the Death Eater, who had woken up from the shock, once again issued a spell without belief in evil, but this time there were not many spells.

In this unforgettable moment, Neville suddenly turned around, like kicking a football with a big kick. With this force, his body flew up - a counter-intuitive kick to the moon!

Under his body, two magic spells passed by his waist, and the long sword dropped slightly on his heels, and he stood with the sword again.

The little wizards were going crazy. They no longer cared that they were still in the dungeon. They slapped the railings desperately and screamed crazily.

For a moment, Neville was the brightest star!

Rodolphus's smile froze on his face. He opened his mouth and silently uttered a few words:

"kill him!"

"Hermione, Hermione! Are you okay?" Ron's head moved like an electric fan, his forehead was covered with sweat. He looked at Neville and then at Hermione.

"Use your invincible brain to think of a solution!"

"Shut up, Ron!" Hermione screamed, grabbing her hair and walking up and down the small cell with her wand in her hand. Neville was desperately trying to buy himself time. He might die at any time.

But he couldn't open this damn cell.

what to do?

Hermione pursed her lips and her brain was working crazily. Neither the Lockpicking Spell nor the Ultimate Lockpicking Spell could open the lock made by the goblin.

They were so confident in the locks they made, and in fact they were, otherwise the goblins would not have used their technology on Gringotts.

There must be some way, there must be.

"Goblin, goblin, goblin." Hermione squatted in front of the lock, looking at the exquisite patterns and the surprisingly large keyhole.

Although the wand in his hand was not very obedient, in the face of Hermione's determined will, the wand could only obey the orders aggrievedly.

Exploding, falling apart, and even more powerful curses, Hermione tried them all.

It can only be said that the forging craftsmanship of goblins is indeed powerful.

"Wait a minute. I remember that goblins have a tradition." Hermione frowned and patted her head, as if to make it move faster.

"Leprechauns are greedy and greedy for money. In their concept, everything can be measured by money, except for the money itself. When the gold coins jingle in the atonement box, your sins will be completely eliminated.

This is the motto of the goblin! "

Hermione's voice suddenly trembled, and she let out a cry of surprise, pointing to the goblin text on the lock:

"I remembered why this sentence looked very familiar to me. It is the motto of the goblin!"

She looked at the surprisingly large keyhole and shouted hurriedly: "Gallons, we need a lot of Galleons. The key to this cell door is Galleons!"

"But where do we have Galleons!" Ron felt that this request was simply an attempt to get in trouble with Weasley, a lot of Galleons?

"Get out of the way, Weasley!"

Malfoy, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up. He raised his face slightly and slowly opened his small satchel:

"The most important thing the Malfoy family lacks is Galleons!"

Clattering, a huge amount of Galleons flowed out of Malfoy's small satchel like a golden river.

The extra Galleons given by Lucius and his wife because they felt sorry for their child finally played an unexpected role at this moment.

"Stuff!"

Hermione grabbed a handful of Galleons without hesitation and stuffed it into the surprisingly large keyhole like a coin.

One, two. After the 99th galleons were inserted, the pattern on the lock suddenly lit up with a trace of golden light.

With a click, the cell door opened.

"That's it?" Malfoy's pale face showed contempt and disdain for the goblin's appetite, and his other hand reached for the satchel again.

"Weasley, take the Galleons and unlock the prison doors of the other members of the club. Hermione and I will go support Neville."

"But you don't have a wand!"

At this moment, Neville, who was struggling to hold on, saw the situation here and was immediately cheered up. He saw the opportunity and threw the wand over with all his strength.

Malfoy caught the wand, feeling the resistance of the wand, and then put the wand into Ron's hand with a slight 'pop'.

"To Cedric, let him out first."

With a confused look on his face, Ron saw Malfoy suddenly unbuttoning his coat and stuffing a bloody lollipop into his mouth.

Suddenly, he pulled out two pistols from his shoulder bag, which were Glock 18s that Zhang Xiao strongly recommended.

Brother Xiaoma, online!

‘Pah, pah, pah, pah! ’

Malfoy held the gun in both hands and aimed it at the Death Eaters in the distance. The violent gunfire even made everyone jump for a while.

When he tilted the bullets out of both guns, he almost turned his nose in anger when he saw the results.

Holding the gun in one hand, at a distance of about ten meters, it was still a moving target. Malfoy's hit rate could only be described as touching. Except for two unlucky ones who were hit in less important positions, the other Death Eaters were just frightened. One jump.

When they discovered that the thing in Malfoy's hand was causing the impact, they immediately took precautions. They hid behind obstacles and just fired spells from a distance without showing their heads.

"I should really listen to Zhang and practice more."

Malfoy muttered, hurriedly changing the magazine.

But he was forced by the curse to keep running away and rolling over, but despite this, Neville's pressure was still greatly reduced.

At this moment, another spell passed behind them, and the Death Eater who was hit flew backwards, but the wand in his hand seemed to be attracted by something.

Flying straight towards the direction of the curse.

Cedric caught the wand, turned around and threw it to Qiu Chang who had just come out. The two who were also members of the Duel Club immediately entered the battle.

As one of the most outstanding people in the club, the addition of Cedric made the situation completely different.

The Death Eaters actually found that the situation had become stalemate.

Rodolphus hid behind the crucible, his face twisted like a devil:

"Damn, it's just some students, how can they do anything?"

He never imagined that a dozen Death Eaters came to look after a little wizard without a wand. How it should have been a very easy task turned into what it is now.

Yes, it's all because of that boy with the long sword, that Longbottom, the pure-blooded traitor!

Rodolphus couldn't even imagine how the Dark Lord would punish him if he knew.

His red eyes looked at Neville, and at this moment, Neville also looked at him.

On the edge of the small river, Voldemort was sitting in an armchair, looking at the hourglass that was about to run out, like a poisonous snake, hissing and spitting out venom.

He asked with a playful tone:

"Dumbledore, the time is almost up, tell me quickly, what will you choose?"

Dumbledore looked at him with blue eyes and suddenly smiled softly:

"Tom. I choose to have both!"

Continuous thunder sounded in the sky, and Zhang Xiao's figure passed through the sky with a fierce roar, like a shining meteor, sliding straight towards the church.

Then, a phoenix made of fireworks fluttered in the air like a living creature.

Groups of blazing flames ignited above the church, and they were the flames of Fox's tail feathers!

Order of the Phoenix, assemble!

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