Chapter 958

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

She placed three groups of R.A. members and one Neville outside the side door of the hall, not only so that they could protect the patients in the hall in time in case of an accident in the St. Mungo hall.

Since the side door is the only way to the back temporary ward, there is only an "L" shaped corridor between the two. If something happens to Harry, the three groups of members who are here can also rush to help at the first time.

However, although it was the first time to arrive, there was still a distance between the two sides after all.

"Boom -"

When they heard the first dull noise, Neville and Ginny jumped up from the floor of the corridor. They subconsciously looked at each other, and then immediately greeted everyone who was resting and waiting in place.

"Take out the wand. Don't mess with each group, just follow the plan just made -"

"Ginny, I'll check the situation first."

At present, in a slightly narrow corridor, the team of five people, a total of 15 people, must act in an orderly manner. Otherwise, once a battle occurs, it is very easy to cause unnecessary casualties due to self disorder.

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

The real battle is not a duel between wizards. It will really kill people.

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

"OK, we'll be right there! Be careful yourself -"

In fact, not long after Neville left, Ginny had chased up with three teams of people.

"Bang!"

Just then, a second loud noise spread all over the corridor, and Neville, who ran in front, stopped.

"Harry!"

He saw the embarrassed figure falling out of the corner of the corridor. Without even having to distinguish it carefully, Neville found that it was Harry lying on the floor.

However, Harry, who fell to the ground, seemed not to hear Neville's voice at all, and tried to look up to the other end of the corridor.

Seeing that Harry was covering his waist, but he didn't seem to be seriously hurt, Neville hurried forward for two steps and turned his head along Harry's line of sight.

The black creature that fell on the corridor and almost smashed through the wall... Is it the big spider that Marca left in San Mungo?

Probably because his eight feet were folded up and his body was curled up and twisted, Neville couldn't determine what the black thing was at this time.

The next moment, when a big man with black fog stooped out of the door, Harry, who was stunned by surprise, hurried back to his mind.

"Neville? You call..."

He covered his waist with one hand and straightened up with the other hand on the ground. But halfway through the conversation, he shook his head and directly picked up the branch hat that had fallen to one side.

"No, forget it... Tell Ginny and them not to come here. This guy is not an enemy that can be dealt with by ordinary magic spells. Next... Seal this corridor!"

"Harry, we can try again," Neville looked at Harry. "It's too dangerous for you to do so. Moreover, even with the Gryffindor sword, we can't guarantee to kill the big man..."

But Harry shook his head immediately.

"Come on, or it'll be too late --" he said, casting a firm look behind Neville. "Ginny, listen to me and seal this place."

He had cast a powerful spell on the group before, but the effect was almost zero.

Now, the guy is wrapped in a black fog like a flame, and even the spiders' petrochemical talent can't work on it. This magic resistance, I'm afraid even simultaneous spell can only itch it?

"I see, Harry, you must --"

"No, wait, let me try."

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

At this time, the big man with black fog had rushed towards them!

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

"Neville, ordinary spells don't work on that guy!"

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

So when Neville stood in front of him, he was really relieved.

However, as soon as the idea came out, he was severely strangled by himself - in order to really pick up the sword and use it to protect everyone's lives, he did not allow himself to become so weak.

"Na -" call God's guard! "

Before Harry could speak, he saw a silver fog burst out of Neville's right hand and rushed towards the enemy in an instant.

In the corridor, the light and fog flowed rapidly, and turned into a burly and fierce Silver Lion on the way.

For any Gryffindor, the patron saint in the form of a lion is absolutely of great significance. Although I have heard about the changes of Neville before, it is obviously not as shocking as what I saw with my own eyes.

Just... What does it mean to use the patron saint spell on the big man?

In the modern magic world, few people know the "patron saint curse", a special spell that has been inherited for a long time.

That is, a wizard with great wisdom like Dumbledore will realize the great potential of this spell and try to make a lot of advanced uses.

At present, Neville certainly could not have Dumbledore's knowledge and vision, but his previous battle in downtown London also gave him a lot of knowledge of his patron saint.

When he saw the black fog on the big man, he suddenly thought of those monsters that looked like Dementors at that time.

And sure enough, when Neville's patron saint of the Silver Lion pounced heavily on each other, the two opponents with a slight difference in size fought vigorously.

The Silver Lion is faster than the other side, especially in a small range. It can fly freely. It is especially good at fighting;

However, the big man's strength is quite amazing. When he raises his hands and feet, he often leaves scars on the wall and ground, which makes people feel frightened.

But in any case, Neville's patron saint was indeed fighting with the terrible big man, and even had a feeling of equal strength in a short time.

"Attention, everyone! Use what can condense the patron saint! Let's help Neville -"

Ginny was the first to react and immediately awakened all three groups of players from surprise. Then, the crowd immediately sounded the chanting sound of patron saint mantra, and then a fluffy and brilliant silver light and fog also rose.

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

"Call God's guard."

As Harry's wand spilled a fog of light, a silver stag patron saint jumped out of it, beating and running to the other end of the corridor with other silver animals.

But in this second, Harry himself was somehow distracted.

"I'm still a big boy after all!"

In his hand, the branch hat, who had not spoken for a long time, whispered coldly, but did not attract anyone's attention.

Not to mention what Harry was thinking, everyone's eyes are focused on the front. When a large group of shining patrons joined the battle, the pressure of the Silver Lion was obviously reduced.

Each patron saint attacked the big man covered in black fog in his own way, and quickly avoided when the other party raised his legs or hit his fist. Everyone's strength is constantly proving the truth of the proverb "more ants may kill elephants".

If there is any disadvantage in doing so, it is estimated that there are too many patrons, so that everyone can't intervene in casting other spells, right?

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

"Ah!"

Since it is a battle, there will inevitably be damage. The unidentified big man was really amazing. Even during the siege, he used his heavy boxing wrapped in black flame to win several patrons.

With the explosion of several silver animals into a large area of light and fog, several exclamations also sounded in the crowd here at the same time.

It is the spiritual will of the wizard that condenses the patron saint. If the patron saint is forcibly broken up, it will naturally make its creator suffer the reverse impact of the spiritual level.

Ginny held a female classmate. After confirming that the other party was just dizzy, she hurried back to the fight in the corridor.

"Ginny, what's happening here... Oh!"

It was at this time that Hermione, who was patrolling upstairs with everyone, finally came with other R.A. members. She was surprised at the scene, but soon understood the situation here.

"Everyone is ready to use the patron saint mantra to make up for the combat strength there according to the situation..."

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

"Are you okay?"

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

As soon as she saw that the other party was covering her waist, she immediately asked with worry.

"Ah... Um. No, I'm fine. I was just hit a little..."

Harry shook his head and said nothing more.