At this moment, Hermione understood that she had overestimated her mastery of the rules of gravity; At this moment, Harry realized the importance of Mr. Blois in their last trip.

With only seven people, what it was like to be besieged by hundreds of enemies, their group finally saw it at this moment.

Massive numbers of living corpses were divided into the ground and air, attacking them in all directions, and the dense enemies formed a concealment effect that even the thick fog could not achieve. No matter which direction you look, it's all black, and it makes you feel like the night has fallen.

Neville's lion patronus, which was highly immune to physical attacks, had been torn into a puff of silvery-white light by countless claws and magic more than ten minutes ago, and the dense crowd of living corpses took up all the space around it, making it impossible to even reunite and regain its form.

After that, Hermione and the others were quickly forced to the ground by the increasing number of flying living corpses - simply using gravity traps could only pull them to the ground, and as the number of enemies piled up increased, the effect of gravity rules in a fixed range became less and less.

If it weren't for Hermione and Luna, who had learned to take precautions under the influence of Maca's formal habits, and had drawn a set of magic cards in advance at Weymouth Camp and prepared a rather powerful protective formation, I am afraid that there would have been casualties among them by this time.

At the moment, everyone who was exhausted could only hide in the urgently arranged formation for the time being, watching the magic barrier crumbling under the attack of a large number of living corpses, while resting in fear.

Harry was the only one, who had twice strengthened his physical fitness with the help of the Gryffindor sword, and was still fighting outside the barrier.

In order to lighten the burden on the magical barrier that protected Ginny and everyone as much as possible, so that it could last longer, he knew that he would not be able to stop wielding his sword even if he was tired to death here.

It can be said that he no longer had time to think about anything more at this time—he put aside Godric Gryffindor's "courage", put aside the "purpose" of this trip to Winchester to meet Maca, and even threw out the "anger" of Helpo's vile cruelty and incompetence against himself.

There was only one thing he knew now, and that was to dodge attacks and attack his enemies!

This is true when you're on a real battlefield, and no one has time to think too much about it. In order to protect the only attachment in his heart, all he can do is kill and be killed, and nothing else.

"Click-"

Suddenly, Ginny and Hannah activated the rune arm shield at the same time, and two blue-white beams of light suddenly burst out in two different directions.

In the next second, they struggled to move their shielded arms a little more, allowing the short-lived cooldown beam to sweep as many enemies as possible.

It's a pity that the rune items left by Maca are not his own after all, and their magic power can't last too long to maintain the power of the rules. In this scene full of enemies, although the effect is surprisingly good, it is still a drop in the bucket in the final analysis.

After leaving behind two dense ice sculptures, the living corpses that then rushed forward quickly overwhelmed the frozen "companions". Immediately after, all they heard was a clattering sound, and the enemy even trampled his frozen companions to pieces.

"Ginny! Ron! Neville! Hannah! ”

An unknown liquid slid across his face, and Harry couldn't tell whose wound it was, not even if it was cold or warm.

It was only because his muscles and joints seemed to creak that he suddenly realized that in his current state, he could collapse at any moment.

But he couldn't fall.

"Activate the rune!"

"But—" Ginny said in a lost voice, "in this case, once the Gryffindor Sword's Rule Power effect ends, you'll ...... You're going to die! ”

Yes, although Maca had Luna use the rules of empathy to create a rune necklace that allowed Harry to use the mental power of the four of them to forcibly activate the true power of the Gryffindor Sword, that was still extremely limited.

Once the statute of limitations has elapsed and Harry's mental power as the subject is on the verge of exhaustion, the rage rule will immediately cease and Harry will lose consciousness on the spot.

In this situation full of enemies and almost no one can rescue him in time, he definitely has only one way to die.

However, Harry, who was still swinging his sword, immediately said:

"Even if I don't activate I'll die—I won't go inside the barrier, and only with the full power of the Gryffindor Sword will I, and you, have a chance to survive."

"Damn it!"

In a rare foul mouth, Ginny and the others gritted their teeth and touched the necklace hanging around their necks at the same time.

"I'll help you."

Luna pursed her lips and said very seriously.

And in the next moment, the necklaces around the necks of the five people, including Harry, suddenly shone with a faint blue light.

"Hmm."

The discomfort was in Harry's body...... To be precise, it began to accumulate in his soul, and connecting the spirits of the four people at the same time would obviously cause him a considerable burden.

Fortunately, the trust between the five of them made Harry not suffer any backlash because of this, but he could clearly feel the support from the four thoughts of his companions.

Before he knew it, however, Harry's eyes were becoming bloodshot and red.

"He...... Hah-"

The glossy body of the Gryffindor sword glowed, and runes that even Hermione and Luna didn't recognize emerged, drifting away as Harry still waved uninterrupted.

Then, Harry, who had forgotten his anger for a while, felt the anger again!

"Roar!"

A loud cry came out of his dry throat, and the wand that had been clenched in his left hand fell silently to the ground, and then Harry held the hilt of the sword in both hands as if he were being ...... In other words, it was guided and driven by some force in the sword, and it suddenly slashed forward diagonally.

It was a sight never seen before in the modern wizarding world—it was like a small pebble cast at the corner of a tranquil lake, and the silver ripples quietly spread out, from the sword light rising like a crescent moon to the light suddenly converging, leaving no trace.

In this moment of silence, it is impossible to imagine that its root is actually due to the power of a rule called "anger".

But Harry understood in this moment that extreme anger can be cold and silent.