"Nothing special has been found at the moment, but you know that a lot of information has been destroyed since the destruction of the Ministry of Magic-" Watson was careful, he knew that Phoenix was definitely very angry right now.

Picking up his saber, Phoenix strode out of the bedroom. The hallways were crowded with soldiers, wearing armor similar to Watson's, except for breastplates, helmets, and a small shield. The only difference between Hermione and them is the color.

The Phoenix suit was time-consuming and laborious to build, and it simply couldn't be popularized, not even a small-scale costume change. There are many reasons, such as the skin of a sphinage scorpion, a wizard can only passively wait for a sphinage to die before it can be obtained, and when it is alive, even if it mobilizes an army, it is difficult to get it.

At the gate of the castle, a pale mist spread out around the lake, making the pre-dawn chill even heavier. People and pegasus stumbled in line at the door, and they were busy fastening their saddles. The mounts under the knights' crotches looked around vigilantly and cautiously. The infantrymen buckled their swords as they ran, and the end of their broomsticks slashed across the ground from time to time, and when they rushed through, the doorway was much cleaner.

By the time he found Mercedes, she was fully armed, riding on a rare breed of Hippogriff with a winged beast, and a half-new, spired witch.

"My lord, how do you deal with the enemy?" she asked crisply, turning over and dismounting.

"Map," Phoenix said, "call Dareham over." ”

Daim was the one who had built the Mediterranean with Phoenix, and he was also a magical Animagus.

The map marked that a bright red army was slowly approaching the Snow Mountain Castle, like an old fist towards the Snow Mountain Castle. The army is moving at an unusual speed, and it is possible that the opposing commander does not want to fight on Peverell's home turf, but wants them to rush up and "head-on" the Kingdom army in the field.

"Dareham, you take the Hell's paratroopers to the southwest and stand by. When he arrived, he didn't have time to say a word before he was ordered by Phoenix, "Go now." ”

Mercedes had a wrinkle of worry on his face.

There's a reason for that. Yesterday, Peverell officially began to loot the entire Aguquites vaults, and Phoenix instructed the army that transferred these important assets to be elite and not allow accidents.

At present, most of the people in this army are fresh graduates, and they are really young. When he was about to face the first battle, he did not call back those elite troops. The only thing Mercedes can think of is a "field horse race".

Rely on personal bravery to win this battle, with the paratroopers of Hell in Dareham as a backup, just in case. As long as the other party is a little cautious, they will not send miscellaneous troops.

"The rest of the troops, attack in a triangular battle formation. "Mercedes and the unit commander were ordered to go back and adjust the troops.

Phoenix let out a big yawn.

Hermione's stomach felt like a knot, and it was so tight that it hurt terribly. This is a far cry from the Hogwarts battle, which is nothing more than a pub brawl based on the scale and means of the real war in Peverell or the wizarding world. And at that time, she was hot-blooded, idealistic, and didn't think much about death at all, at this time, at that time.

She couldn't get a word out of it, and followed behind Phoenix. The thought of fighting on a broomstick made her heart sink again.

"Don't be afraid. He grabbed Hermione's slightly trembling hand, and Hermione felt his companion's hand tremble, "Follow me." ”

"Are you afraid? I always thought you weren't afraid. Hermione smiled unnaturally.

"I know Death Eaters very well, so there's nothing to be afraid of. But at the moment, I don't know about this army. Maybe there will be someone like me. "If I die first, run away and never go back to Peverell." Go incognito to Northern Europe and wait for the situation to calm down. ”

Hermione gasped and clutched his metal gloves in her hands.

The morning sun rises from the horizon, and a pale red curtain of light extends to the lake. The western sky was a deep purple, and the stars were beginning to fade.

Phoenix took out two wands, hesitated for a moment, and inserted the Elder Wand into the base of the cross saber.

"Let's go!" he shouted as he stepped onto the firebolt.

The Dragoon March sounded, and the soldiers climbed onto their sturdy mounts.

The windows opened, the crowd stretched out their arms and waved handkerchiefs and scarves, and the castle looked like a huge hedgehog.

"People revere Alexander, worship Hercules, Hector Lishanda, and the names of heroes. "In the first row behind Phoenix was the marching band, and the conductor rode on a scrawny one and sang loudly.

Since wizards had no composers, all military music played Muggle music directly, with titles and lyrics changed. But unlike Muggles, military music is not only a morale-boosting weapon, but also a "weapon to kill the enemy".

The instruments in the band are all similar to magic ornaments, but the European craftsmanship in this regard is not advanced, far less effective than a wand, and a wizard needs to coordinate with the band to amplify and point the magic to increase stability, so as not to blow up their own people directly if the magic gets out of control.

In the back row are all Meteor brooms. This type of broomstick, developed in 1955 by Cosmic Broomstick Co., Ltd., is by far the cheapest type of competition broom. Unfortunately, as soon as it became popular, it became apparent that the longer it was used, the speed and ability to rise decreased. Cosmic Broomsticks Ltd. went bankrupt in 1978. But the peak turned around, and the Peverell military commander took a fancy to it. After its bankruptcy, he purchased all the patents and developed the first military-type broom.

The characteristics of the Meteor are very suitable for the army, easy to produce, in considerable quantities, and excellent performance for a certain period of time. Because of the loss rate of military products, the characteristics of its inability to maintain performance for a long time are not fatal.

The Meteor-15 currently used in Peverell's interior only has a six-week service life, during which time some of its performance is even stronger than that of a firebolt, especially in climbing, diving, maneuverability and other performances.

At the end is a mixed force of Hippogriffs and Pegasus.

In the dawn light, the Peverell army was roughly arranged in an isosceles triangle, the spikes of the shoulder armor gleaming. Fly forward without hurrying.

After a while, a black dot appeared on the horizon, which slowly turned into a black line and gradually rose.

Phoenix glanced at Hermione and said to Watson, "When you fight, you follow Hermione. ”

He still had a good idea of Hermione's flying level. After the fight, she may not be able to keep up with Phoenix's movements.

"Hold the staff!" shouted Mercedes.

All of them sped up, and the magical creatures behind them mixed into the troops and flew away in all directions, as if they were scattered as birds and beasts. The music in the ears becomes melodious, lyrical rhythms, as if reminiscing about the good old days.

A figure flew out of the Frankish army, and it also galloped towards the Peverell army.

I don't think I'm talking a few words before the war. Phoenix thought to himself, this was already above the forest where Peverell belonged, and they weren't in the habit of talking nonsense with uninvited.

Immediately afterwards, the first platoon of the kingdom's army fell one after another.

"I think they probably didn't expect the speed of sound travel. Watson said with a rare grin.