Hogwarts: The Savior's Strong Cousin
Chapter 145 The Speed is Astonishing
He took a step forward and attacked the Night Watchman with astonishing speed.
The Night Watchman was not afraid, he swung the sword in his hand and faced the attack of the White Walker. The sword flashed, the sound of metal colliding echoed in the night sky, and a fierce battle broke out between the two.
The White Ghost's attack was extremely fierce. Its body was extremely flexible, sometimes turning into white smoke, sometimes condensing into a solid body, making it difficult for the Night Watchman to resist. But the Night Watchman did not back down. He tried his best and used all means to try to defeat this enemy from the darkness.
Swords crossed, fists and feet clashed, and the battle was between the White Walkers and the Night Watch. The blood was boiling, and the atmosphere of a life-and-death struggle filled the air.
"You can't defeat me," the White Ghost's voice was cold and mocking, "You are just a mortal, and I am an eternal being!"
When the Night Watch heard these words, he was filled with anger and struggle. He knew that he had to fight to the end and not let this evil being continue to act recklessly.
The sword broke through the air, sparks flew, and finally, the Night Watchman stabbed the white ghost in the vitals with his sword. The white ghost let out a shrill howl, turned into a wisp of white smoke, and disappeared into the night.
The Night Watchman was panting, his body was covered with scars, but his eyes were full of joy of victory. He knew that he had successfully defeated the White Walker and completed his mission as the Night Watchman.
In the palace of Winterfell, Harry Potter sat in his study, immersed in ancient scrolls and books. The sunlight from outside poured in through the window and shone on him, giving him a warm and peaceful feeling. However, while he was concentrating on studying magic, his little son Minerva was playing in the tree in the yard outside.
Minerva is a lively and active child who loves to climb trees and feel the freedom and excitement of being up high. Although he is young, his desire for adventure is no less than that of an adult.
"Minerva, be careful!" Harry called from the study, his voice full of worry.
"I know, Dad!" Minerva responded from the tree, her voice full of energy and excitement.
Harry couldn't help feeling a little worried, but he also knew that as a wizard's child, Minerva had enough courage and wisdom to face these challenges. He decided to trust his son and let him play freely in the tree.
Minerva climbed the tree happily, and he felt as if he was in another world. He felt the wind high up, heard the rustling of leaves, and everything made him feel extremely excited.
Suddenly, a breeze blew and the branches swayed. Minerva couldn't help but hold on to the trunk tightly, with a nervous expression on her face. But soon, she cheered up and continued to climb up, unwilling to give up this challenging opportunity.
"Be careful!" A voice came suddenly. Harry Potter hurried out of the study and saw Minerva climbing the tree. His heart couldn't help but tighten.
"Dad, I'm fine!" Minerva shouted back, her voice full of confidence and courage.
Harry looked at his son, his eyes full of worry and relief. He knew that Minerva was a brave and strong child who had the ability to protect herself and face any difficulties.
"Well, be careful," Harry said, his voice full of tenderness and concern.
Minerva smiled and continued to climb. He knew that his father would always support him, no matter what challenges he faced. At that moment in the tree, he felt the warmth of his father's love and felt his own growth and maturity.
Harry Potter's wife, Gina, is a gentle and virtuous woman. She often worries that her youngest son Minerva is too adventurous, especially his habit of climbing high places, and always reminds him to be careful and not to take risks again.
One day, Gina was sitting in the palace of Winterfell sewing clothes, thinking about Minerva anxiously. She knew that her husband Harry was somewhat tolerant of the child's adventurous spirit, but as a mother, she was always worried about the child's safety.
"Harry, look, is Minerva playing outside again?" Gina raised her head and looked towards the study, her voice carrying a hint of anxiety.
Harry was busy in the study. He looked up and said to Gina with a smile, "He should be in the yard, but don't worry, he often plays in the trees, he is very careful."
Gina sighed. She knew her husband loved the child, but she was still very worried. She put down her needlework, walked out of the palace, and prepared to find Minerva.
In the yard, Minerva was climbing a tall tree, using his hands and feet to nimbly shuttle between the branches. He shouted excitedly, as if he was in an endless world of adventure.
"Minerva!" Gina's voice suddenly rang out, she stood at the edge of the yard, calling anxiously.
Minerva was startled and immediately stopped moving, turning to look at her mother. There was a trace of surprise and confusion on her face, not understanding why her mother suddenly appeared.
"Mother, here I am!" Minerva answered happily, her voice full of innocence and vitality.
Gina walked under the tree and looked up at her son, her heart filled with worry and tenderness. She knew Minerva was a child of life and courage, but she was also worried that he might get hurt by taking too many risks.
"Minerva, I've told you many times that you can't climb high up anymore. It's too dangerous!" Gina said sternly, her eyes full of blame and worry.
"But Mom, I like playing in the trees, it's fun there!" Minerva tried to argue, his eyes revealing dissatisfaction.
Gina sighed. She knew that the child's desire for adventure could not be stopped, but she could not let him take risks. She held Minerva's hand tightly and said seriously: "Child, I know you like adventure, but you have to listen to your mother. Protecting yourself is the most important thing."
Minerva lowered his head. He knew his mother was doing this for his own good, but he still wanted to continue playing in the tree. However, under his mother's stern gaze, he had no choice but to agree.
"Okay, mother, I will be careful next time," Minerva whispered, a hint of sadness in his eyes.
In the palace of Winterfell, Harry Potter's wife Gina was still sitting in the study with a worried look on her face, always worried about her little son Minerva.
"Minerva, I've told you many times that you can't climb high up anymore. It's too dangerous!" Gina said sternly, her eyes full of blame and worry.
The Night Watchman was not afraid, he swung the sword in his hand and faced the attack of the White Walker. The sword flashed, the sound of metal colliding echoed in the night sky, and a fierce battle broke out between the two.
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