“…… We're all Hogwarts! ”

After Hermione's kick, Harry had to shout along.

Although he knows how much weight he has, in the eyes of the students, he is the triwizard champion who won the Maga McKellen with dignity.

Even if everyone is curious about the fact that Maca didn't win, it's an obvious fact that if you win, you win.

When Hermione's words stirred everyone's blood, and when Harry, the "boy who never died", stood up again, many young wizards were a little excited.

I have to say that Hermione's timing is really good.

At this time, the dark mark was still floating in the air outside, and the sound of the battle between the Black Dead and Dumbledore was still beating the nerves of the young wizards.

Under the gloom brought by the name "Voldemort", most of the hearts of the young wizards were gloomy.

But Hermione's words broke the silence.

She used Dumbledore's solo fight to protect the school to stir up everyone's courage, and now uses Harry's sign to rally everyone's confidence.

When danger and hope coexist, people usually burst out with great power.

Although her methods of stirring up the atmosphere are still a bit clumsy at the moment, as long as she continues to grow, she will one day become a real leader.

And today, this time, is the biggest opportunity in her life.

"We're all Hogwarts!"

Although at the beginning, there were not many people who followed along. But as long as you head together, emotions are contagious!

It wasn't long before even the Slytherin group of small snakes gathered around.

Hermione was right, just being protected here was obviously sitting still. If they don't need protection, the professors can go out and help.

And when they also start to defend Hogwarts, the power of Hogwarts will really become stronger.

It's a matter of both glory and loss.

When most of the students came forward, in addition to Malfoy's more favorable students who had a good opinion of Voldemort, the rational and shrewd Slytherin would of course also help.

After all, what Voldemort's attitude is at the moment, everyone doesn't know at all that Maca and Dumbledore are paying attention, and it is difficult for Voldemort to reach into Hogwarts openly.

After everyone shouted a few times, Hermione immediately came to Professor McGonagall and said with a serious face:

"Professor, the school is being attacked right now, and it looks like there are quite a few of them. I think we should do our part for our school too! We should go and help the principal! ”

She was serious, and for good reason, and Professor McGonagall was really touched by her heart. But if you want to let the students fight, Minerva McGonagall will never agree.

"I can understand everyone's hearts, and to be honest, I'm happy." Professor McGonagall gave a rare smile and nodded at the group, "But, it's definitely not going to work!" You're not strong enough to deal with the evil Dark Wizards, and you must stay here! ”

Professor Flitwick also waved his hand at the young wizards, "Everyone must believe that the Headmaster is the greatest White Wizard of the day, and the most powerful Headmaster of Hogwarts since the Four Founders!" Don't worry! ”

The rest of the professors also smiled, giving everyone comfort and confidence.

Of course, Snape was the only one who was still staring at the dead fish, calmly looking out the window in the direction of the Forbidden Forest.

"But......" Hermione pursed her lips and nodded, "I see, Professor McGonagall." ”

With that, she turned and walked towards Harry, a little disappointed.

In the hearts of the little wizards, the professor's words were still very majestic. Seeing that Professor McGonagall disagreed, the blood in the hearts of most of the students was suppressed! Headmaster Dumbledore is so powerful, we can help, maybe it will make the Headmaster even more scruples.

But the Death Eaters are now at the school gate, and Voldemort himself doesn't know if he has shown up, which puts a lot of pressure on everyone.

The little wizards, who had regained some confidence, hurriedly huddled together in groups and whispered discussions.

You can see that the eyes and expressions of fear, excitement, confidence, and determination slowly appear on the faces of the little wizards.

In any case, everyone is nervous right now, but this is a constant fact.

But among the students, there were two girls who looked unusually calm. One of them is Luna, and the other, naturally, is Willy.

One of them, next to the Ravenclaw students, was in a slight trance, talking to himself dreamily; The other was expressionless, just looking through his notes.

Only occasionally, they would look around, as if looking for someone.

……

At the same time, the battle on Dumbledore's side became fierce.

Under Dumbledore, the Black Death's combat power is actually not too strong, but these guys who are covered in black gas are really fighting.

While their unmatched strength and speed were not as effective as Dumbledore should be, their strange resistance to magic made ordinary spells ineffective.

At the moment, Voldemort had not yet appeared, but Dumbledore could feel that the other party was indeed nearby.

Judging by Marca's analysis of the current Voldemort, even Dumbledore had to be careful.

Like Maca, Dumbledore knew very well that anything related to the word "ancient" should not be taken lightly.

While retaining his magic and guarding against Voldemort in the shadows, while preventing the Black Death from draining the power of the defensive barrier, Dumbledore had to keep an eye on the surroundings and knock them off again and again.

Regarding the Black Death, he had already been exposed to it more than once. It is not difficult to see from them that Voldemort is definitely much stronger now than when he last started the Wizarding War.

At this time, I saw Dumbledore standing outside the barrier, knocking those Black Dead Apostles back one after another. Spell beams shot out, dazzling light that illuminated the ground around them.

But his footsteps did not move, and it was clear that he still had some strength left.

Kingsley and the others stood inside the barrier, taking time to rest at Dumbledore's signal in order to prepare for the next round of attack.

Behind the Black Death, the rest of the Death Eaters were also ready to attack, apparently knowing that their master would show up today.

It can be said that except for the Black Death, who has lost his heart, everyone else here is waiting for Voldemort to appear.

However, at this moment, the most anxious person is actually Voldemort.

To be honest, he still didn't plan to come forward this time, because the attack was still a tentative attack. All he wanted was a Ravenclaw crown.

But the people he arranged to go in haven't shown up yet, which makes him feel extremely irritable.

Voldemort didn't fully believe in Maca, and there were a lot of things he added and modified in his plan this time, but how did he know that there was another inside line on his side.

It can only be said that Maca's high profile made Voldemort subconsciously focus on him, which further ensured the concealment of Snape's double agent.

"Tom, aren't you going to come out yet?" Dumbledore shouted calmly, "I think we need to talk, don't we?" ”

However, there was no movement around him other than the tireless Black Death who came at him again and again.

……

Albania, underneath the mountains and forests.

Once again, Maca injected mana into the rune array between him and the Bewilderment Monument, and in the center of the array, a living rat was firmly tied there.

As his magic continued to be infused, the rune array lit up with a faint blue light again.

"Squeak squeak squeak"

The rat began to scream incessantly, and gradually, wisps of black gas came out of the mouse's eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and slowly covered its entire body.

Time was passing bit by bit, and the black qi was slowly increasing, entangled, and enveloping the mouse entirely.

At the moment when the black gas completely enveloped the rats, Maca picked up her wand and placed it on the periphery of the rune array.

Suddenly, a small skull phantom rushed up from the array, and the soul of the mouse was immediately pushed out of the body, and only the remaining corner was still implicated with its **.

"Squeak squeak squeak"

The cry seemed to become more painful, as if the rat was in great pain.

And at this moment, only to hear the sound of "hiss", the magic silk threads tied to the mouse all broke off, turning into magic and completely dissipating into the air.

Seeing that the mouse suddenly flicked, as if it was bursting up, Maca was not surprised. He waved his wand again, and retied it with more magical threads, so many that they almost wound him into a ball of thread.

Just now, Maca deliberately didn't entangle it, in order to confirm the time when its strength became stronger.

And now, his eyes were firmly fixed on the soul of the mouse, and there was a surprise in his eyes that he understood! He understood how the Black Death was formed!

And to his surprise, it contained information about the rules of the soul.

Looking at the broken rule rune on the surface of the rat's soul, Maca hurriedly took the notebook in her hand and hurriedly wrote it again.

For a moment, the sound of quills writing and the squeaking of rats echoed in the main burial chamber, making the already eerie catacombs even more permeable.

"Whew...... It's still a little short, it's still a little short......," he wrote for a while, and then couldn't help but mutter, "I don't know what happened to Luna, Dumbledore...... It should be fine, right? ”