Chapter 2193

In fact, the distance between the burrow and Granger camp is not very far, but the English channel is separated from it, as if it had become two worlds.

About Arthur and his team going to Granger camp, about Professor McGonagall leading the teachers and students ashore in Genoa, and about lupin trying to make a map of the new living point... During this period, a lot of things happened outside, but Hermione and them obviously didn't know.

As if other people outside would not know, the burrow side is experiencing a dangerous defensive war.

The coming of the corpse army became more violent.

To be honest, even Hermione, who is grasping the overall war situation in the stronghold, doesn't know what the battle will look like next.

Under the "arrogant" will of the demon behind them, the speed of the corpses' attack is still accelerating. But even so, they still have no disorder, but the frequency and number of self explosion in front of the barrier have increased significantly.

Delphi, they have returned to the battlefield - whether they have enough rest or not, they must return to the battlefield and work with Safina, Neville and others in the barrier to reduce the number of enemies as much as possible.

Harry came a little late, which Delphi asked. After all, once the devil appeared, he would become the main fighting force against the devil.

However, if the strongholds can't hold up until the moment when "arrogance" appears, all plans will be meaningless.

So Harry came with his sword. Every sword must have something to gain. Even if the efficiency is a little lower than that of Delphi, blova, Safina and others, now, the fewer corpses that rush straight to the barrier and explode themselves must be the better.

Then... Harry was hurt.

"Boom -"

At that moment, Harry saw a corpse dive down as usual, pulled up suddenly and waved his sword when he was about to rush into the corpse with the skill of "lonsky fake" in Quidditch.

This flight is not easy. When he practiced on the field, even if he had a high Quidditch talent, he often fell black and blue.

However, because of his hard practice, Harry is now using it more and more skillfully. Each time he wielded his sword, he was closest to the corpse and received it at one touch, ensuring that he would not be involved in the subsequent self explosion.

Unfortunately, the situation on the battlefield is extremely complex, and accidents may occur everywhere.

This time, probably a badly injured corpse fell at the foot of the song he locked and was blocked by other companions, so that Harry didn't expect a self explosion to happen when he swooped down.

The explosion of soul flame does not do much harm on the physical level, but only has a violent impact on the spiritual level. Even though Harry's mental strength had been high after being repeatedly honed by Gryffindor's sword, he still suffered a little injury.

Fortunately, Mr. brova was not far from him. Seeing Harry's broom blown off by the unexpected explosion, he immediately caught him, saving him from the tragedy of falling directly into the army of corpses and being besieged.

When Harry woke up from a semi coma, he found that he had been sent back to the house where he used to rest.

"Er..."

Harry, lying on the broken sofa, shook his dizzy head, propped up his upper body and looked through the window - the sky was still so gloomy, and the lead gray clouds seemed to crush everything on the ground at any time.

From this point of view, we can't see the war around the stronghold. We can only see a small half of the Yinhui barrier... At least the second protection of the stronghold has not been broken.

Just... I don't know how long I've been in a coma.

The rumbling sound can still be heard. With the magic light flashing outside the window, the war continues. Although he was not sure whether the movement in his ears was the sound of his tinnitus or the explosion of the living corpse.

After a little pause, Harry turned over from the sofa and sat up. Seeing a glass of water on the tea table in front of him, he took it up and poured two mouthfuls, moistening his thirsty throat.

In fact, his injury is not serious. If he wants to rest for a while, he should be able to participate in the battle again. But he also knew that this time, at least before the devil really appeared, he had better not go there first. If he can't do it when he needs him, that's the worst.

With a sigh, Harry got up again with the Gryffindor sword and sat down at the window.

This time, we can see that the battle in the distance is still fierce. Maybe he didn't sleep too long, and the situation in the battlefield hasn't changed much - there are still so many enemies, and it's still difficult for everyone to resist.

Only the sky seems a little darker than before, which proves that time is still passing by, even when everyone doesn't care.

"Bang!"

Far away, another huge black flame rose like an oil bonfire, probably in the southeast of the stronghold. Fortunately, blova and Delphi are not there for the time being and have not received much influence.

At the same time, a flame flying dragon and an ice giant bird are wandering back and forth, spitting out flame and cold current downward.

At the moment, even Harry couldn't tell which side was the advantage and which was the disadvantage.

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While Harry was staring at the battlefield in a daze in the west house, Hermione in the East Tower was worried about his injury - she saw the moment when Harry was swept by the black flame.

After all, they have been good friends for so long. It's inevitable to worry.

However, at present, Hermione doesn't have much time and energy to worry about Harry. Due to everyone's resistance, the number of the corpse army has been at least three out of ten.

Although the proportion seems small, but now, just look at the corpses gradually piled up around the barrier. This scene like hell on earth also shows everyone's achievements.

Not to mention that many have been turned underground by Mr. brova.

But... Hermione was disturbed by the accumulation of so many living corpses around her. No one is sure whether these corpses are still valuable to the devil.

Or simply, this may be the hindhand left by "arrogance".

Hermione had begun to think about how to get the living bodies away from around the stronghold - wherever they went, it was better than just piling them around.

"Looks like... It's going to rain?" Hermione looked up at the sky and muttered something uncertain.