The smell of blood between the lips and teeth is so thick that people want to vomit.

To be honest, this was the first time Hermione had known that human blood was really this salty, metallic strange smell.

From this point of view, the Duke of Honey boss, who invented the bloody lollipop, probably really tasted the blood himself.

It's a pity that now is obviously not the time to admire people's dedication and truth-seeking.

"Ahem."

Hermione staggered forward, with some difficulty.

Although he was lucky enough to dodge the fatal attack because of an accidental trip just now, the injury from the claws on his back still seems to be quite serious.

But even so, she couldn't stop. If she had to choose whether to be killed on the way to escape, or to be killed when she fell to the ground and chose to give up, she would obviously prefer the former.

Because even if she knew that the chances of escaping were desperately low, she had at least worked hard for the hope of life, hadn't she?

"Ahem...... ...... vomit"

Suddenly, Hermione, who was gradually losing too much blood, suddenly weakened her legs, and fell to her knees weakly. And then, she felt a surge in her throat, and then she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood again.

"This time...... There's no way Maca will be able to make it in time, right? He was still on the front lines fighting for everyone...... That's right, that's fine, that's it...... Ahem......"

Just as Hermione was crouching in the middle of the road, gasping in pain, the whistling sound that she had been tired of hearing suddenly began again.

But this time, let's not talk about whether she can dodge or not, even if she wants to, she has no strength to move.

In a hazy state of consciousness, Hermione raised her hand slightly, and mechanically shook the wand that had been holding in her hand - I don't know if I should thank Maca for her repeated reminders and guidance, even in this state, she can still cast spells reflexively with muscle memory.

"Barrier...... Layer upon layer. ”

"Bang!"

The obstacle spell itself was ineffective, but it still counteracted some of the impact for her. Then, with a moment of sharp pain, she flew sideways to the field on the side of the road, and rolled far away before she could stop.

And just as she was tumbling in embarrassment, something seemed to have been thrown out of her collar around her neck, and a thin silver chain was attached to it.

"Ahem—"

Another mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth and nose, and with a snap, it coincidentally spilled on the pendant that he couldn't see what it was.

The next moment, Hermione only felt a strange and warm light emerge from in front of her, and then a blurred figure suddenly appeared in her misty vision, slowly walking towards her step by step.

She saw that with each step the other party took, the figure became clearer. As the man approached her and slowly squatted down on her knees, a face that she thought she could never see anywhere other than a portrait suddenly appeared before her eyes.

Deng ...... Brido ...... Cough...... Professor? ”

It can be seen that the face is not as pale and transparent as a ghost, but it is not as flesh and blood as a living person. It glows with a soft glow that makes people feel as if they are far away, but yet they are within reach.

And more importantly, there was a smile on this face that made Hemin miss very much, and it was calmer and deeper than Maca.

"Good evening, Miss Granger."

"Professor Dumbledore, I ...... How could I possibly see you again? Oh, that means...... Ahem...... Means I'm going to die, right? ”

"Oh no! I don't think so—even though everyone is going to die, and you're certainly no exception! But at least, you who are kind and brave should not die in such a cold and dark place, where even the slightest glimmer of light shines through. ”

As she spoke, Hermione suddenly heard the whistling sound that annoyed her deeply.

However, just as she caught a glimpse of a black figure out of the corner of her eye, swooping towards her, Dumbledore, who looked like a reality, raised his hand leisurely.

His movements seem slow, but in fact they seem to be surprisingly fast. In an instant, a large white brilliance spread out from his palm, sweeping through the mist.

When the strong but undazzling light faded in a blink of an eye, all the flying living corpses hiding in the fog did not leak, and all of them fell to the ground from mid-air.

Hermione glanced at the closest living corpse that was about to attack her, only to find that the pitch-black color on the other party's body had completely faded and returned to its original corpse appearance.

"Professor Dumbledore—"

After seeing all this just now, Hermione, who was seriously injured, didn't think about her injury at all, let alone other questions that she wanted to ask the other party very much, but hurriedly said:

"Professor, there are so many enemies like this ahead, and it will be difficult for Maca and Harry to wipe them out...... You can ...... them so easily."

"Oh, I'm sorry, my child! It's not that I don't want to help you, but I've embarked on a path from which there's no turning back. ”

As he spoke, Dumbledore flicked the necklace stained with Hermione's blood slightly, and said quietly:

"Look! Today's trip is obviously just a coincidence, and it is also the last gift I leave you. If nothing else, the rest of the journey will be up to you...... Well, probably. ”

I remember that Maca always said that Dumbledore, an old man, had never said a few words plainly in his life, but Hermione didn't expect that after the other party died, it would become even worse.

And just as Hermione was about to ask something more, she suddenly saw Dumbledore suddenly stand up again, and glanced faintly in a certain direction.

"There is no more time...... Goodbye, then, Miss Granger, and say hello to Maca for me! I thank him and apologize more than the stars in the sky......"

Before the words fell, Hermione watched the other party's figure suddenly fade away, and immediately after her, she felt that her eyes were dark, and she completely fainted.

……

"What's that?"

Not long ago, at the very second when Dumbledore had purified all the flying corpses in the fog with a wave of his hand, Maca, who was concentrating in the crowd of living corpses, glanced back sharply.

"Maka, what's wrong?"

"Nothing," Harry asked, and he immediately shook his head, "You apparition first to the ruins of the church at the entrance of Spiral Town and wait, now!" I'm going to run something. ”

When Harry left, he disappeared from the spot.

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