The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

Following Ravenclaw and others walking in the corridor from a distance, the atmosphere in the Gryffindor team became more and more solemn.

Although the previous ridicule and contempt from Ravenclaw and others was justifiable, it still made everyone feel a fire in their hearts. They couldn't wait to rush to the battlefield in the next moment, prove themselves and give those people a big slap in the mouth.

As everyone moved forward, there were more and more blood stains in the corridor, and faint shouts of death and explosions could be heard in the distance.

Not only that, when they walked to the second half, there were a lot of signs of damage in the entire corridor, as if someone had released a powerful offensive spell here.

There were a lot of burnt marks on the ground, and large areas of black and yellow residue clung to the ground, surrounded by many stone limbs and armor fragments.

These are the remains of the magical armor and golem in Hogwarts.

These two creations were built and left behind by the Four Giants in the early days of Hogwarts, and have been tirelessly maintained and transformed by subsequent generations of principals.

So far, they have reached a very terrifying level in terms of pure power and magic resistance, and they are the eternal and strong guardians of Hogwarts.

Neville, Ron and others all breathed a sigh of relief when they appeared.

Everyone was still wondering why the Ravenclaws could easily chase the two hooded men, and even killed no less than three other hooded men in the corridor. You must know that they had only dealt with the fat one before. The hooded man also paid a high price.

And now, the answer has been announced.

With the help of magic armor and golems, the battle will indeed become much easier.

This discovery made everyone in Gryffindor regain their confidence.

The gap between them and the Ravenclaws was not as great as they first thought.

As long as they have the same help, they can do the same thing as Ravenclaw, or even do better!

Thinking this, Neville and Ron looked at each other.

A smile appeared on the faces of the two of them and even the Gryffindors behind them.

Everyone in Gryffindor had already expected what war would look like.

Countless stories have long proven that the battlefield is the best stage to demonstrate courage. Therefore, the Gryffindors who have made their name with courage are not much afraid of the battlefield. On the contrary, they are somewhat yearning for it.

Every Gryffindor boy has dreamed of holding a wand and riding a Pegasus across the battlefield.

Even Neville, who was once cowardly and had low self-esteem, was no exception.

Even Neville's imagined battlefield scenes were richer and more realistic.

Because Neville is one of the few people who is willing to take a good history of magic class.

Through those boring narrations and words, Neville can immerse himself in the shocking scene of magic and artillery firing, giants and fire dragons dancing together on the battlefield of extraordinary creatures.

But despite this, when he rounded a corner and formally entered the huge stairway where the magic spiral staircase was located, his whole person froze suddenly.

At the top of the huge Hogwarts magical staircase shaft, dozens of French wizards wearing cloaks and hoods were waving their wands desperately, and what stood in front of them were the towers coming from various passages around the shaft. Golems and magical armor emerge from within.

Blessed by the overall magical power of Hogwarts, these demon dolls were covered in blue magical aura, and they charged against the green magic barrage without fear of death.

Below the shaft, closer to Neville and others, are the entire faculty and staff, including Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick and other top professors. Even the new Divination Professor, Ma Firenze, the man, was also struggling to pull the bow and arrow.

Neville also saw many students from other colleges.

Among them, Hufflepuff and Slytherin actually have the largest number.

Under the leadership of John and Draco, they formed a dense square formation and were throwing magic upwards rhythmically.

Not only that, there are also many senior students wearing Hogwarts uniforms in the passages around the shaft where the golems and magic armors are dispatched. They rely on the cover of the golems and walls to shoot out wands from time to time. Although the number of people is small, in terms of the results of the battle, they are comparable to the formal phalanx below!

As for the magic stairs that were constantly flying and turning according to fixed rules in the shaft, they have long since disappeared, replaced by roaring flames and magical auras, stone chips all over the sky, and charred and falling flesh and blood.

Looking at the real battlefield in front of him, Neville felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head, causing the hot blood in his heart to instantly cool down, and even his hands and feet were cold.

"What are you still doing? Come and help!"

A roar suddenly sounded, waking up Neville and the others.

He stared blankly at the source of the sound, only to realize that the Ravenclaws who were leading them had already joined the battle group and were now standing in an independent group beside the phalanx of Hufflepuff and Slytherin.

Their number is much smaller than that of the other two colleges, which leaves a large number of gaps in their formation.

And this seems to be specially reserved for Gryffindor and others.

"Oh! Oh! We got it!"

Neville shouted, no longer hesitating in his heart, and directed the Gryffindors to quickly fill the gap and start firing towards the top of the shaft.

The group-type magic attack is not just a random attack, but needs to be divided into different teams for regular firepower rotation to ensure that one's own firepower will not create gaps due to chanting magic spells and mobilizing magic power.

Even in order to prevent the enemy from becoming familiar with the frequency of our own attacks, the entire group's attack rhythm must be uniformly changed from time to time.

Neville, Ron and other Gryffindors had already systematically studied this part of knowledge when they were in the DA Army.

But at this moment, the actual operation will inevitably seem a bit jerky.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick, who were not far away, had already noticed the arrival of the Gryffindors and Ravenclaws here, and had already stood in front of Neville and others as soon as the square formation was formed. He took the lead position and used his own attacks to guide the attack frequency of those behind him.

And it was only after truly integrating into the rhythm of the battlefield attack from the sidelines that Neville and others realized the pressure the Hogwarts coalition was under at this moment.

The enemies above are too strong.

Although they did not have the high level of cooperation from Hogwarts, they generally presented a rather unfamiliar temporary team-type battle format.

However, their rich combat experience, exaggerated individual strength and high-position advantageous terrain still give them an absolute upper hand in the battle.

Most of the volleys fired by the Hogwarts coalition forces below would be easily dodged or blocked by them.

Only a few unlucky ones who were entangled by the demon dolls would be hit by the coalition's spell and turn into balls of burnt flesh and blood floating down.

On the other hand, look at the Hogwarts Alliance.

Despite the obstruction of the golems, and even though the professors had fully deployed their protective shields for protection, a lot of green light beams could be shot into the square formation of students from a strange angle from time to time.

And every flash of green light represents the disappearance of a life.

The battle loss ratio between the Hogwarts side and the hooded people reached an astonishing ten to one ratio.

This can almost be called a massacre!

Such heavy pressure pressed on them, making both Ron and Neville breathless.

But they still tried to persevere, waving their wands and slowly approaching Professor McGonagall.

At this time, Professor McGonagall's face was extremely pale, and her two thin lips were tremblingly pressed together. This was a sign that she was extremely angry.

谷嫘

As the surrounding green light flashed, students from various colleges continued to die.

This scene made Professor McGonagall want to swoop forward and kill him.

But her reason still kept her in place, and she had to cooperate with Professor Flitwick to cast a more powerful protective spell.

It was at this time that she also discovered Ron and Neville who were struggling to squeeze towards her.

I saw her eyes condensed and she roared:

"Get back quickly! It's too dangerous here! Also, where are the other junior students? How are they doing?"

As soon as Mag finished speaking, a life-killing curse fell on her side at a speed that was almost lightning-fast, burning a large pool of black scorch marks on the ground.

This made both Ron and Neville shrink back in fear.

But they did not retreat, but continued to move forward while shouting:

"Professor McGonagall, please don't worry, they are all placed in the Gryffindor common room, and Hermione and her people are there to protect them! But... but Joseph and Wade are dead, and Lani... Rani, she’s seriously injured!”

Neville and Ron's voices trembled as they spoke.

Upon hearing this, Professor McGonagall's pale face also showed a hint of blue-black.

As the Head of House, Professor McGonagall knows every student in Gryffindor House, and the three names mentioned by Neville and Ron are naturally no exception.

Professor McGonagall could even recall in her mind the various deeds of these three children that made people laugh or cry.

And now, they are dead...

The huge anger caused Professor McGonagall to pause when he cast the spell, but the next moment, the overwhelming anger turned into power, and poured out with magic power, turning into a translucent light pillar rising into the sky, like A rubber eraser directly erased everything enveloped by the light beam, including the two hooded men, and turned it into nothingness.

Vanishing spell.

Advanced magic in transfiguration.

It is also one of the most difficult subjects in the OWL exam.

Neville and Ron both recognized the origin of this magic, but precisely because of this, they were so shocked that they could hardly speak.

Even in their freest dreams, they never imagined that the Vanishing Curse could be used in this way.

This is really too difficult, and the transformation skills and even the intensity of magic required are simply beyond the reach of humans.

In contrast, this high level of difficulty naturally brings powerful lethality.

Finally, Ron was the first to wake up from the shock.

He anxiously shot a disarming spell into the air, and then shouted again:

"Professor McGonagall, have you seen Harry?"

"Harry?"

Professor McGonagall, who had just recovered from the counter-shock of the large disappearing spell, looked at Ron in surprise and said, "What do you think happened to Harry?"

"He's gone! He was obviously resting with us in the dormitory last night, but he disappeared after we woke up! Why, isn't he here too?"

Ron's voice sounded bitter when he spoke.

He originally guessed that Harry might have discovered the attack while traveling at night, and then came directly here to participate in the battle.

But now looking at Professor McGonagall's appearance, this hope has undoubtedly been denied.

So where else could Harry go?

Could it be that you found another place to hide?

He also said that he had...

Ron's eyes were red, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Opposite him, Professor McGonagall's inner fluctuations at this moment were no less than Ron's.

As the Head of Gryffindor and Dumbledore's old colleague, Professor McGonagall was actually aware of Dumbledore's plans.

Especially the relationship and conflicts between Snape, Harry and Dumbledore, she knew better than anyone else.

And now, Harry is missing.

Coincidentally, Slytherin students also sent back news that their dean, Snape, had also disappeared.

But is it really just a coincidence?

Professor McGonagall forced herself to suppress the random thoughts in her mind and her breathing that gradually became heavier. She raised her head and looked at the hell-like shaft illuminated by various explosions and spells. She couldn't help but call out silently. Dumbledore's name.

She believed she wasn't the only one there.

Because the only one who can save Hogwarts now is Dumbledore.

But another serious problem is that these hooded men suddenly poured in from the eighth floor where the principal's office is located.

This gave Magna some bad premonitions.

'Albus, could it be that you have also...'

boom--

As if in response to Professor McGonagall's inner inquiry, an unprecedented loud explosion suddenly sounded.

A large hole was suddenly blasted out of the bluestone wall that was completely reinforced by magic at the edge of the shaft, and many people were smashed into a pulp while the rocks were flying.

But at this time, no one will pay attention to these small things anymore.

Because through the breach in the wall of the shaft, everyone could clearly see Dumbledore and another young man holding a sword floating in the air, fighting back and forth.

Dumbledore has almost turned into the sun.

The blazing golden-white holy light occupied the sky, and the huge light group that emerged from it ruthlessly smashed the young man and the bloody halo he emitted into the ground again and again, as if venting his anger on the young man who had just destroyed Hogwarts. The outer walls of the fort.

As the blood light clashed with the golden white saint, a powerful shock wave mixed with magic power rippled out.

Under the influence of this shock wave, a 'tsunami' was set off on the surface of the broad Black Lake. The Forbidden Forest in the distance was constantly swaying, and even fine spatial cracks were shaken in the nearest places.

This is a legendary level battle!

Witnessing this scene with their own eyes, both sides in the castle shaft looked dull and had forgotten to attack.