v7 Chapter 8: Shit, here comes your Muggle grandpa!

Name:A Magical Hogwarts Author:Crows
This meat grinder-like war is not destined to end soon.

The Death Eaters' eastward marching regiment had an advantage in numbers.

Even 3,000 pigs would take a long time to catch, not to mention 3,000 trolls and orcs... and the tebo warthogs under their crotch.

The blocking force deployed by William had the disadvantage of being small in number, but regardless of the terrain or the configuration of troops, it was even more dominant.

With each other's advantages, this will be a terrible tug of war, depending on who is more brave and not afraid of death.

The battlefield is like this, like a melting furnace, trampling and crushing everything related to "fear".

Only those who are determined to die can survive.

However, the battlefield here has nothing to do with William.

As the commander-in-chief of the battlefield, he has to focus on the overall situation.

Appeared here, just to transform the werewolf.

After the goal was achieved, William smashed through the battle formation, successfully rounded up with Cedric and Qiu, and then left in a hurry.

He needs to go to the main battlefield, which is the Hebrides.

There was a bigger, more brutal war there.

However, William did not directly Apparate, nor did he turn into a sea eagle and fly over by himself.

He has a ride.

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A huge thunderbird, soaring high among the clouds.

It is very handsome, and Furong bent down and reached out to stroke the delicate feathers.

Speaking of which, she is no stranger to this thunderbird.

In the Werewolf Island incident, Annie and Gabriel stole a Thunderbird egg.

Annie also quietly hatched one, raised it for a few months, and named it Silver Wing.

The thunderbird that Fleur was sitting on at this time was Anne's pet.

On Easter, William went to the United States, in addition to solving Tom, is to find this pet.

Old Man Newt formed the Thunderbirds, and Silver Wing followed and crossed the Atlantic Ocean.

However, the Thunderbirds arrived in France the day before, and in order to prevent the Death Eaters from discovering, they were hiding and supplying them there.

Before the war began, they crossed the English Channel and flew to the battlefield under Newt's command.

Fleur followed, sent from France, to join the wizarding war.

After William left Helwelling Hill, he joined the Thunderbirds and went to the Hebrides together.

The girl sat on Silver Wing's neck, her eyes still on the young wizard.

Along the way, letters of the battle situation and military situation were continuously sent to William.

After seeing it, William immediately gave an order, or burned it at will, or frowned, or relieved.

Furong put her hands on her knees lightly, staring at the man she had known for many years.

Every time he frowned, every time he smiled, she was carefully brought into his eyes, as if he was collecting treasures.

About to join a wizard war, Furong doesn't know if she can survive, but she feels...no regrets.

I don't know how long it took, Furong reminded aloud: "There are still thirty seconds to reach the battlefield."

William nodded, his thumb and forefinger rubbed his wand subconsciously, got up and looked up.

After a while, he looked at the girl who flew all the way from France without any complaints, and asked softly, "Is it cold?"

She shook her head.

William apologized: "Sorry for involving you in this war."

Furong raised the corners of her mouth and said softly:

"I'm so happy to be fighting alongside you!"

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In the Hebrides, the outer battle has started.

As the main force of this battle, the giant and the fire dragon are completely entangled.

Although the fire dragon can fly, the range of the dragon's breath is limited and the height must be lowered.

With the height and jumping power of a giant, it can easily jump to a height of 20 meters, threatening the low-flying fire dragon.

And once they grabbed the fire dragon, they used brute force to twist their necks.

Therefore, the giant is definitely the nemesis of the fire dragon, just like the French cannon.

As the war intensified, fire dragons continued to fall from the sky, dust scattered throughout the island, and some huge stones exploded.

The giants are also in a hard fight. There are too many fire dragons. Many times, three or four fire dragons besiege a giant.

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George and Fred, also joined the battle.

They sat together on the shoulders of Hagrid's brother, and then used the Eye Curse to silently aim at the dragon's eyes.

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The flames continued to spray around, causing heat flow to rise, and a large number of dark clouds gathered in the sky.

At this moment, the dark clouds were swept away by the strong wind, and the brilliance of the moon illuminated the earth. Under this rare light, George took the opportunity to look at the situation on the battlefield.

He suddenly found an uplifting sight: a group of figures flashing with lightning all around, appearing in the light in the distance...

"Thunderbirds! Thunderbirds!" he shouted.

"The reinforcements are coming!!" Fred's voice followed closely.

All the wizards raised their heads and looked into the distance, a flock of big birds riding the wind.

In the battlefield, the biggest fire dragon is the McFasty family, a mutant three-headed dragon specially cultivated.

This black dragon, nicknamed "Black Death", has three heads and a body length of more than ten meters, much larger than ordinary fire dragons.

The fighting power of the Black Death is not comparable to other fire dragons, but after fighting for a while, he will kill the four giants alone.

Before everyone discovered the Thunderbird, it keenly sensed the arrival of the other party.

After all, the thunder and lightning in the sky are gathering, and that "saucy smell" can't be blocked.

The fire dragon hates the phoenix, and even more hates the phoenix's distant relative, the thunderbird.

Although the phoenix is ​​fire-breathing, it is small in size, while the thunderbird is larger and more threatening.

Black Death grabbed the body of a giant with its two claws, and was about to feast on it when it suddenly narrowed its cold eyes.

The Thunderbird headed by it came straight to it.

Black Death spit out a cyan breath with disdain, as if mocking this fat bird, overstepping its limits!

It is ready to catch a few ptarmigan, male or female, go back and enjoy, enjoy.

It has had physical communication with many fire dragons, but has never ridden this "ocean bird" from the United States.

Must be tight.

Of course, after playing, it will eat the ptarmigan by the way, taste the taste, and the meat quality is estimated to be very tight.

It likes to be tight.

William stood on Silverwing's head, holding his wand high.

There was a bolt of lightning in the sky, and the thunder was shining everywhere. When the lightning and thunder were thundering, a golden thread shot out from the wand, like a golden legal net.

Black Death stared at the wizard, and he felt the powerful magic fluctuations suddenly felt a little dread and fear.

Then came the rage.

It, mighty dragon,

Are you afraid of a small human being?

It roared, and the wound on its back continued to tear.

When besieged by the giants, it killed them, but also drove several iron spears to its back.

But the black dragon didn't show any signs of injury and decadence, and the pain only fueled its anger.

The dragon's head was raised, the dragon's tail smashed to the ground, the roar was like thunder, the dust overflowed, and the ground shook.

All wizards have long since retreated, away from the Black Death.

Fire dragon and thunderbird collide.

Silver Wing is really not an opponent, and in an instant, he was hit by the black death in the chest and fell to the ground.

But William was already getting higher and higher, and the Black Death opened his mouth and rushed down, trying to bite the pesky wizard.

William held his wand in both hands and stabbed it down!

The golden threads gathered together, turned into a golden arc moon, and fell on the neck of Black Death.

Immediately, blood overflowed, and the thick dragon scales were cut open.

William landed on the neck of the Black Death. He held the goblin sword in his backhand, stabbed the sword into the head of the fire dragon, and pulled down the wound ruthlessly. The sharp edge of the sword was all nailed into the dragon's head.

One person and one dragon fall together.

Fall hard.

The head was cut in half and rolled aside!

The entire battlefield was silent, all looking at the dragon slayer.

William was covered in scarlet blood, and he walked out of the smoky pit, and the figure of the Dark Lord appeared in front of him.

He spat, his wand lifted, and the dragon's head flew out diagonally upwards, hitting Voldemort.

William stuck his sword on the ground, the end still trembling, he looked at the Dark Lord and cursed:

"You bastard, here comes your Muggle grandpa, ready...to die?!"

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