Chapter 2007

Until now, Hermione has been protected in the middle of the team. In fact, the actual situation is indeed what she said before - with the comprehensive strength of this team, it doesn't seem to be a big deal to lack her.

In this regard, Hermione naturally remained calm on the surface, but she was lost in her heart after all.

Today, her efforts are obviously no less than anyone, but in the final analysis, she still seems to be a dispensable existence.

Of course, others will certainly not say such words, and they may not even think so. But in her own psychology, she eventually became an impassable barrier.

As a naturally strong and unyielding person, Hermione felt that this problem would not be tangled for a lifetime.

But fortunately, the significance of this trip is so heavy that she no longer always cares about her "little things" all the time. Paying tribute to Percy's sacrifice is the most fundamental and important goal of this trip.

"Don't worry, I can ride a broomstick myself."

She found that Ginny turned her head to look at herself from time to time. Hermione couldn't help saying so. But at the same time, she couldn't help feeling a little annoyed - she was so useless. At this time, Ginny, who was already sad about Percy's death, had to worry about herself.

"Well," Ginny nodded when she heard it, "then be careful... Don't worry, Harry. They'll clean up all the living bodies."

"Oh! Of course, I'm relieved of them."

After another sentence, Hermione turned her head again and looked at the battlefield ahead.

It can be seen that now is the time of fierce war.

In the dust, Mr. brova's giant fire snake rampaged through the ruins of the residential street, leaving scorched traces on the ground;

On the other hand, Safina and more than ten of her masters control a large number of black flames, which is like a series of tsunamis, constantly swallowing the living corpses in the street.

Right next to Safina, Harry was waiting for the opportunity with a bright sword. When their first wave of attack came to an end, he would immediately rush forward and harvest the escaped fish and some highly evolved corpses one by one.

These three people are enough to equal the whole army of wizards stationed in Weymouth... No, even stronger!

There is no doubt that this is a "qualitative" gap - if the strength we have can not hurt the enemy, even if there are many people, we can only resist in vain. After all, no matter how many wizards there are, there must not be as many corpses.

Hermione looked at the scene and could only hold the wand tightly... More tightly.

"Hermione."

Suddenly, a palm gently grasped her fist clenched on the handle of the staff, and then a gentle voice suddenly sounded beside herself and went into her ear.

"Delphi mentioned seven great sins before. I think it's very interesting - excessive desire is greed, and excessive self shame is arrogance. No matter what happens, if you are too persistent to exceed a certain limit, good things will become bad, and bad things always have no good results... What do you think?"

"Luna?" Hermione looked back at her and said, "well... Yes! It's true... But where is the limit?"

"It's up to you!" Luna shrugged and said leisurely, "everyone's limit is different, but as long as you look back... When you think you've gone a little too far, it must be really too far."

To be honest, whenever this happens, Luna's tone is always a little floating, as if she had returned to her original self. But compared with before, at least now, what she wants to express is much more straightforward.

Just——

"Your words are still so inexplicably persuasive."

Hermione shook her head and couldn't help smiling bitterly - it's worthy of being Luna who chose the common sense rule. What she was thinking seemed to have been seen through by the other party.

But Luna just blinked and said:

"It's not that my words are persuasive, but I know that you are thinking the same truth in your heart. It's just that you become difficult to choose because the reality in front of you makes you hesitate."

At this point, she said:

"So all I do is help you calm down."

"All right!"

Hermione smiled at her. She just felt that her heart was much calmer and she was no longer as upset as she was just now.

At this moment, she suddenly turned her head and glanced forward, but then she frowned in some doubt.

"What is Harry talking to her?"

Hermione's "she" naturally refers to Safina.

When Hermione said that, Harry, who was at the forefront, suddenly turned back and looked at them a little. Probably because Harry was looking at Ginny and Ron, he didn't notice that Hermione and Luna happened to be watching him at the moment.

Soon, however, Harry looked back again, then stepped on the road with Gryffindor's sword and rushed straight to the battlefield ahead. Safina's black flame immediately made way for him, allowing him to cross obliquely among the living corpses and rush towards the lonely individuals on the side.

Before long, Harry shouted as he walked all the way to the rear of the enemy. Brova's fire snake turned into a large flame and became a powerful flame flying dragon. Together with Safina, they began to wantonly destroy the residual strength of the enemy.

Obviously, Devonshire is slightly off the side, and the harm of the corpse is far less serious than Winchester. It's more than enough for the two to work together to deal with the living corpses.

In this way, about half an hour later, three waves of large living corpses on one face were forcibly cleared away by red and black flames, but their team did not receive any damage.

So far, although we have witnessed a large area of desolation on the road, we can't help but feel more and more heavy. If you have to say, everything is going well.

Finally, Harry, who had just returned from the scorched street, looked back. After exchanging eyes with Hermione, he suddenly waved his hand.

"Keep moving!"

Although a fierce battle ended in their complete victory, the movement of the battle was so great that the scattered living bodies around were still moving closer one after another - this is obviously not a suitable place to rest.

"Hermione, Delphi... Are you all right?"

Neville, in the center, sat on the back of his lion patron saint, turned back and asked, and saw Hermione and Delphi shaking their heads without hesitation.

"No problem, let's go!" Hermione said firmly.