Chapter 932

Augusta Longbottom, a low-key but powerful woman.

Throughout the history of the lombardon family, whether each generation of children or women married into the family, the vast majority are Gryffindor, with few exceptions.

But the original Augusta was one of those "very few exceptions".

Yes, as an excellent student who also graduated from Hogwarts, she was a little badger who was not inferior to the talented girl Mileva McGonagall.

As we all know, badgers, as the representative animals of hatch patch college, actually have many kinds.

Most of them are good at survival, live in groups, and are never picky about food. However, they often have different natural habits because of the main living environment, predation competition of biological groups and so on.

Among them, there is a badger who is not only intelligent and thoughtful, but also fearless of death in the face of challenges. He dares to intimidate the lion tiger and Cheetah whose body size is far higher than his own.

This same badger, frost backed and black bellied animal is called "honey badger".

Neville's grandmother, Augusta Longbottom, is probably the "honey badger" that is not common in hutchpatch college.

Perhaps due to age, with the aging, even the "big sister" Augusta of hutchpatch became more like an old badger.

Although Neville was often scolded and scolded by her, Neville didn't know that his grandmother was far more powerful than she is now.

Now, when Neville showed his courage in front of his grandmother for the first time, he finally saw the real style of the grandmother who always likes to wear strange decorative hats.

"Neville, take them both into St. Mungo -"

Neville, who had just discovered that grandma suddenly appeared next to him, was dragged behind him by the other party before he could react.

He looked at the back that was not tall and even slightly fat, but he could only feel the momentum like a wild beast.

Augusta is a real Hufflepuff. Although her courage is even better than many Gryffindor, those who have seen her cast the patron saint curse will never doubt her branch origin.

Because the patron saint she summoned was a little silver badger.

At the moment, the badger patron saint leaped left and right, jumping flexibly among the monsters. The sharp front claws, like blades, crossed the monster's strong body again and again, bringing wisps of black fog.

It was clearly just a small patron saint, but it could contain so many terrible monsters in a fast and uninterrupted attack and hurt them all the time.

Whenever a monster tries to approach this side, Augusta will not hesitate to continuously release a high-intensity spell and directly blow it back to the battle range.

For a time, nearly ten monsters were stopped by her at the corner of the street.

Although containment is not equal to a frontal battle, it is absolutely impossible for ordinary wizards to imagine the old lady so steadily blocking the footsteps of those monsters.

Neville called the two young wizards who had just escaped back, and from time to time he looked at grandma.

To tell the truth, he never thought that his grandmother was so powerful before today!

"Dong Dong -"

Neville knocked on the window glass and was trying to get the dummy inside to open the access channel, but unexpectedly, the dummy spoke to him first:

"The verification has been transferred to the hospital. Asylum seekers enter immediately. They are seriously injured and unable to act. Please shout for help in situ."

Before the voice fell, Neville put his hand on the glass and suddenly found that he could enter.

The entrance of St. Mungo magic hospital used to have identity verification and event verification. Now, the hospital has enabled temporary standards and transferred the latter verification to the interior.

As for the identity test of the visitor, the dummy had already done it when Neville knocked on the glass.

"Come on in! You go first -"

Neville immediately took a step aside and gave way to the entrance to the passage. The two asylum seekers behind him were not hypocritical. While nodding their gratitude, they immediately rushed in.

But after that, Neville didn't follow in together.

"Grandma -"

"You go first!"

Augusta's words are always indisputable, especially in front of Neville. However, now Neville is no longer the grandson who obeyed his words in the past.

"Grandma, you have to come first."

It's a little reluctant to contain several monsters alone.

If she could be more than ten years younger, she would even be sure to stop more such monsters. But now the years are unforgiving, not every wizard can be as old and powerful as Dumbledore.

When Neville insisted on letting grandma back, the monsters were getting closer and closer to Augusta. What made him sweat even more was the situation on the other side of the street.

Monsters are beginning to gather over there!

But on the side of the old lady Longbottom, she would not allow herself to step back at the thought that her grandson was behind her.

"Don't talk too much, go in!" the old man didn't return to the tunnel.

However, Neville would not go first.

He knew that it was the most difficult situation for a man to resist the attack.

Because now grandma has to face more than those chasing Monsters - she has given it to her patron saint. I don't know when, but she herself had to resist the two monsters on the other side with the non entity patron saint curse.

But between the silver white light and fog, the gray black flame began to fly continuously. Most of them were blocked by light and fog, but after all, a small amount was leaked, forcing the old lady to move carefully.

If you were slightly lax and infected with that strange flame, now it is estimated that you can only fall miserably in the snow and wail like the Auror you saw before?

But in order to avoid the flames, Augusta was farther and farther away from the entrance of St. mungo.

"Call God's guard!"

Neville also released a large solid light fog, trying to disperse the black flames that fell on the street but still burned, but the effect was not very obvious.

Seeing this, Neville no longer did these useless actions, but controlled the light ball to collide with the two monsters that grandma was blocking.

"Bang!"

One of them was knocked upside down and flew out, and the other was rubbed because it was too close and shook in place.

A black flame vomited and fell on the ground in front of it.

"Grandma, use the phantom to move over! I'll cover you -"

At the same time, Neville suddenly pulled back his wand, turned the flying light ball back and hit the monster on the back.

"Is it really old?"

Old Mrs. Longbottom smacked her mouth, threw out a silver fog, and photographed the monster that was rushed forward by Neville.

After that, she glanced behind her again, and then took the opportunity to flash and disappear in place.

Almost the moment she left the original place, her patron saint finally failed to completely interfere with a monster spitting out gray flames, making a gray black fireball explode in the street.

The old lady who appeared next to Neville again could not help flashing a sharp look in her slightly turbid eyes. If she had run a little later, the consequences might have been serious.

"Go!"

Then the old lady again dragged Neville's clothes and rushed to the entrance of St. mungo.

However, just a few steps away, there is still the possibility of accidents. No matter how high Augusta's wisdom and experience were, it was impossible to expect at the moment - a monster flew out from the other side of the roof above.

"Roar -"

A breathtaking roar cooled the barely supported old lady... As for Neville, he had suffered such a close soul impact, and he had fallen heavily into the thin snow on the ground.

"Bang!"

Relying on her strong spiritual will, the old lady suddenly raised her hand and tried to interrupt the sudden roar.

When the light and fog dispersed, she held on to Neville's clothes while standing against the monster trying to rush down directly above. Instead of letting Neville go because he fell to the ground, she riveted her strength to drag him to the window.

However, no matter how reluctant she was to be old, her already tall grandson was no longer something that an old woman could drag on. I think what she can drag Neville around at ordinary times is Neville's own respect and Obedience after all.

However, at present, she can't stop casting the patron saint curse. She can only drag it by herself.

"This little soft egg is finally tough today... Unfortunately, I'm afraid I won't see him become a hero in the future."

After several unsuccessful attempts to pull Neville, Augusta shook his head. She complained sadly in her mouth, but her eyes became sharper.

The next second, the old lady suddenly took away the patron saint curse, and then swung it upside down to sweep Neville at her feet. With a light bang, Neville was pushed by a strong force and rolled straight into the window glass.

A wave rippled and Neville disappeared.

Almost at the same time, the unstoppable monster rushed to the old lady's neck, and her gray hands gathered together.

"Bang!"

There was another muffled sound. Augusta tried to resist the suffocation of his throat and almost released a crushing spell when he put his wand against the monster's chest.

The power of such a powerful explosion at such a close distance is not unilateral. Even herself will inevitably be hurt. But she did, even when she knew the consequences.

The badger from Hufflepuff was never afraid, even in the face of death.