Chapter 297: Hogwarts Crisis

The warriors who arrived this time were all tall adult warriors. Each of them stood more than two meters tall, and the various cold weapons in their hands also flashed with cold light, showing the sharpness and coldness in them.

At the command of Prince Ore, thousands of centaur warriors swarmed up, constantly roaming around with their extraordinary mobility, towards the defensive line established by the students. Some centaurs armed with bows and arrows bent their bows and arrows, hiding behind large trees, attacking the adult instructors present with point shots, distracting them from the students present.

The centaur clan is a qualified warrior as long as they reach adulthood, because unqualified centaurs have fallen in the forbidden forest, and there has never been an exception.

Therefore, although the number of Hogwarts is equal to that of the warriors of the Centaur clan, the magic emitted by these underage wizards often cannot cause much damage to these stubborn warriors. Even the Burst Charm, which could kill several spiders at a time, could only seriously injure the centaur warriors after it was cast in the hands of the students, but could not kill them directly.

"Students below the third year stopped casting spells and used ice magic to freeze the ground beneath our feet."

"Fourth- and fifth-year students stand by to keep us safe and fend off the centaurs who have been immersed in the defensive formation."

"The 6th and 7th year students gathered together to use smoke magic and disturbance magic to cover us!"

"Spread out, the mentors, and stand on the outskirts of the line, most likely to kill the invading enemy."

Centaurs, unlike spiders, don't have the extra senses of spiders. Therefore, Professor McGonagall saw that things could not be corrected, and immediately changed the defense plan, causing the low-level students to withdraw, and using all kinds of obstacle magic to cover the attacks of the high-level students and mentors.

In this way, the first to strike were the students below the third grade, and with the wave of the wand in their hands, a cold air erupted from the magic arms of these students, and the surrounding environment was frozen after a while. The cold air emitted by these emitted was centered on the teachers and students in the field, stretching out for hundreds of meters in a row, turning the entire land into a frozen lake.

Although the centaur clan that came from the impact was brave and good at fighting, they had never walked on ice in their lives in the forest, so dozens of centaur warriors who rushed up slipped one after another, and their originally steady limbs seemed to have lost their effect.

"It's foggy! Disoriented! "The sixth and seventh grade students are worthy of graduating soon, and I saw more than 200 people performing smoke magic or disrupting the direction magic together, shrouding the 10,000-meter radius in the fog of not seeing five of them. The centaurs outside, who could only rely on their vision to discern the direction and barely stood on the ice, seemed overwhelmed for a while.

Unlike the situation outside, all the magic emitted by the students is generated externally and does not affect the instructors present. Therefore, these mentors who were on standby looked at the panicked centaur warriors outside, and they all stretched out their wands with a cruel smile on their faces, and used their own means of pressing the bottom of the box.

"Stone Man Dispatch!" Filch, the night watchman who didn't look like a good person, also fully demonstrated his professionalism at this moment, only to see the wand in his hand wave violently, and then plunged directly into the ground in front of him.

As Filch's spell earth trembled, four two or three meters tall, faceless stone figures slowly crawled out of the ground and firmly guarded the side of a group of junior students.

"Tree Man Out!" Professor Malt glanced at Filch, then reached into his pocket and scattered a handful of fingernail-sized seeds towards the tree beside him.

The scattered seeds shimmered one by one, and when they touched the tree, they were like water droplets merging into the sea.

After being fused by this unknown seed, the trees on both sides shook, and the original branches became the weapons of the tree people, and the old faces were also revealed on the trunks.

"Professor Snape, Professor Friew, can you still unleash defensive magic?" Professor McGonagall did not feel the slightest joy when she saw the expressions of the students and instructors on the field, but showed a sad look on her face.

"I can do it!" Professor Fleway, who was only 80 centimeters tall, dressed up in a children's suit and firmly answered Professor McGonagall's question.

"No, can I go home!" Snape glanced at Flewe, who was jumping up to his waist, and said with some dry humor.

"Resist the enemy," Professor Fliway said, his wand aimed at the sky.

"Impregnable" Professor Snape took a deep breath, his determined gaze swept over the student's body, and finally rested on Harry's eyes.

"Ultimate Guardian!" Professor McGonagall let out a low cry and used one last spell to connect the two Rubik's cubes in front of her.

"Resist the enemy's impregnable ultimate guardian" The three most powerful mentors cast spells in turn, constantly changing their positions, and taking turns to use the three-in-one magic defense spell.

The light blue enchantment reappeared, but compared to the last time, because the three of them had consumed too much magic power before, the enchantment at this time looked even weaker as if a gust of wind could blow through, and it did not protect thousands of students in it, leaving many large and small gaps, and had to let the students guard around the gaps.

"Bondage!" With a melodious whisper, Hermione's wand glowed gray, placing a centaur warrior who had come to the ground around them through a gap.

The distance of four or five meters allowed Hermione to see the centaur for the first time, the bound centaur warrior was covered with thick hair, that is, he tripped and fell to the ground, still clutching the weapon in his hand, constantly struggling and roaring.

"I think we're in big trouble this time!" Hermione wasn't happy when she defeated a centaur warrior on her own, but looked back at Luna with a bitter smile.

"It's all this time, what trouble are we afraid of!" Luna, who was constantly maintaining the frost, held her wand with both hands, and let the sweat run down her cheeks, turning into a crystal clear ice bead due to the cold air coming from the ground before she could hit the ground.

"It's not a trouble, it's a big trouble, if it's not good, we're afraid we'll all die here, they're the Taigusta clan!" Hermione peered through the moonlight at the double stabbing of the centaur in front of her.

"Taigusta! It's the tribe of Taigusta who killed the 34th Headmaster of Hogwarts hundreds of years ago! Luna looked at the centaur warrior who fell to the ground in disbelief, she didn't expect her mentor to be able to command the Taigusta centaur clan who had a thousand-year vendetta with Hogwarts Wizarding Academy.

"Hermione, where are you going! It's dangerous! Ron looked at Hermione, who was walking towards the mentors, and shouted with some concern. After all, the mentors are at the forefront of the battle against the centaurs, and even if Hermione's magical talent is high, it can't be compared to the mentors in the academy right now.

Hermione didn't answer Ron, but trotted over to Professor McGonagall, who was gasping for breath, and said in a deep voice; "Professor McGonagall, something is wrong, the other party is the Taigusta clan, I'm afraid we're in big trouble!"

"The Taigusta Clan! Are you sure! Professor McGonagall's face changed, and she asked in a low voice.

The Centaurs of the Forest, the oldest of the Centaurs, ruled over the forest after the rise of their leader, Augustus the Great, and expanded beyond the forest, killing the Headmaster of Hogwarts at the time, and narrowly ending Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

In that battle, Sir Nick, the ghost of Hogwarts, died under Augustus's golden twin knives while defending against the Centaurs.

So, if there is anyone in the forest who Professor McGonagall fears the most, the Taigusta clan is the number one. Because the struggle between the two has lasted for countless years, there is no possibility of compromise on either side.

"Professor, I'm pretty sure, because the only race with the double sword mark on the chest is the Taigusta clan!" Looking at Professor McGonagall's concern, Hermione wanted to say no, but she couldn't do that. Because wrong information can kill people.

"Mentors, I have sad news for you! The other party's Taigusta clan, until we confiscate and destroy the other party, everyone in our presence has no way out. After seeing the bound Centaur, Professor McGonagall looked stern, and a stone platform rose from the place where she was standing, revealing Professor McGonagall's figure in front of everyone's eyes.

"Madam Pomfrey, please wake up the unconscious cadets, I don't want them to die in their sleep!" Professor McGonagall finished speaking, and ordered Madam Pomfrey, the school doctor, to the side.

"Professor McGonagall, these are the students"

Madam Pomfrey had said a few words when Professor McGonagall interrupted her by shaking her head, affirmatively; "I know that they consume Yan zhòng, but even if there is a little bit of energy left, even standing there and paying attention to the changes on the field, it will also have an effect on us!"

"Yes, Professor!" Madam Pomfrey, dressed in a white doctor's gown, nodded, resisted her desire to cry, and went to the center of the cadets, and began to use magic to awaken the fainting students and get them into the battle sequence again.

"Cartel Burn!" After Madam Pomfrey left, Professor McGonagall called a somewhat handsome mentor over again.

"Professor, you call me!" After a few more magical flashes of light in his hand, Erborn stepped back to Professor McGonagall's side and asked without looking back.

"You're the instructor of the Magical Creature Protection Class, and I know you're born with the favor of animals, or other races."

"So I beg you, I beg you to go to the depths of the forest and enlist the help of other races! We had consumed too much mana before, so thousands of centaur warriors were beyond the scope of our resistance. And in the hands of a centaur in the forest, I also saw the magical scimitar of Augustus! ”

"Professor, most of the races in the forest are unfriendly, I'm afraid so, I'll do my best!" Erborne, who was about to say that he couldn't do it, couldn't help but lower his head and take a deep breath when he saw Professor McGonagall's eager gaze.