Dumbledore was sent back to a single bedroom to rest, and Roger was afraid that the old man would accidentally die if he continued to survive at such an age...

Professor McGonagall was gone, presumably to hurry up and rest as much as possible, and the fierce battles had drained the energy of these people. The battle was handed over to the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, which was reassuring.

At least as a legally violent institution in the wizarding world, the Aurors still have a considerable level of magical attainments, and if it weren't for the fools of Fudge's way, the group of Aurors brought last night would have been able to defend against the attacks of the demons by relying on the castle.

Slipping up the stairs to the first floor, the Aurors are fighting the demons in an orderly manner, the wizards in front cast iron armor spells to block the demons' attacks, and the wizards in the rear take the opportunity to fight back with various magic spells.

The Aurors had special privileges in exceptional circumstances, and were even allowed to use the Unforgivable Charm when capturing individual Dark Wizards, and Alastor Moody's reputation for not using the Unforgivable Charm when he hunted Death Eaters in the 70s was a direct reflection of the injuries he sustained.

Roger leaned against the doorframe of the auditorium, looking at the seemingly endless demons that could not be counted in the mist, holding his arms and not knowing what to think.

Hermione and Harry also stood with him, the group of people below who were seriously injured had been sent to St. Munger's Hospital for Magic and Magic, and those who were lightly injured had been professionally treated by Madam Pomfrey, and the only thing to do now was to take a good rest after drinking the energy potions, so that they could recover in the shortest possible time.

The three bear children stayed down and had nothing to do, but there was not much room for them to interfere when they came up. Neither Hermione nor Harry had studied the Dark Arts, and if they attacked with the Aurors, they would only knock the demons out at best, and there was no substantial effect, not to mention that there was a great chance that the Aurors in the offensive group would attack and miss, and this kind of pig teammate was the least welcome.

Scrimgeour admired Harry's courage and spirit in daring to participate in the struggle, but that didn't change their chances of saving the enemy, so they were allowed to go to the rear of the battlefield to observe, and set off an alarm and attack when they slipped through the net.

After all, it is not without demons who can pass through walls to bypass the castle's defenses, and Professor McGonagall, the information of various demons that he has come into contact with, has already been explained to this acting minister.

So Roger's job is to be ordered to paddle and call 666 part-time to boost the morale of the bigwigs...

At first, Harry saw Roger staring straight at the door, and thought he was doing his job to identify if there was a special demon, but soon the little savior found that the thing was glazed over, and his eyes were glazed, and he didn't even roll his eyes.

Harry couldn't help but poke Roger on the shoulder and asked, "Hey, what are you thinking? ”

"I'm wondering if I'm going to save your life or not when you're about to hang yourself up?" Roger whispered as if he were in a dream, holding his arms.

Harry was stunned for a moment, and immediately looked around, thinking that some demon with special skills had pointed the finger at him.

"You didn't expect me to get better, did you?" the little savior wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said angrily after finding that there was nothing abnormal around him.

Hermione didn't think Roger's words were true, but this kind of question obviously didn't seem to her to be tangled in: "Do you need to think about it? Of course it's saved." ”

Roger frowned and pouted: "But it's really troublesome to save him... I'm too lazy to get it..."

Hermione's face straightened, for she saw this as the perfect opportunity to try to change the distorted view of this thing: "How can that be done! Harry is our friend! I'm sure none of us are the kind of people who stand by while watching our friends get into danger." If he finds out that you are in danger, he will definitely choose to save you no matter what the situation is!"

"Really?" said Roger thoughtfully, "From now on...... Harry Potter is no longer my friend!" The creature laughed wildly in the middle of the sentence: "So you can watch him die without worrying!

Hermione: "......"

Harry: "... I feel like I can still salvage it. ”

After looking at each other speechless for a few seconds, Hermione said slowly, "... I finally understand what he once said to me..."

Harry: "What?"

Hermione: "I'm unlucky to meet him at the best of years... Now I also send you these words to encourage you. ”

Kindness... Although he said that, but after getting along for so long, Roger felt that the savior who was about to die young still had the need to take a moment, although Comrade Lao Fu's resurrection ceremony did not catch up, but he knew the spell and the resurrection steps, and it was not particularly difficult to hold one by himself, as long as he was optimistic about Voldemort's resurrection, he would kill him immediately, and nothing would go wrong.

When this matter is over, and the old man's strength is restored, he can get the other two Horcruxes, and then he can go to Azkaban to rob a prison and have fun... Roger was just the best person to choose the 'servant's meat' in his heart.

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Although the quality of dozens of elite Aurors specially transferred by the Ministry of Magic is slightly inferior to that of the professors at Hogwarts, the number has been greatly improved, and those who have exhausted their physical strength and energy can also retreat to the rear for a short rest, and the energy potions provided by the Ministry of Magic and Diagon Alley ensure that their endurance is greatly improved.

This makes the disadvantages of the demons who are almost all rushing up without rules more and more obvious, except for some demons with small numbers but special abilities, because Roger's bad bag deliberately did not reveal his ability and caused some casualties, there is no suspense in the whole battle.

That afternoon, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Snape, and the others rushed out of the dormitory to join the fight.

After several professors worked together to dismantle a team of silver knights into armor parts, not a single demon in the mist rushed towards the castle. It represents the victory of the whole battle, and even as an elite Auror, he can't help but cheer.

At this time, it was Roger's turn to stand up and ruin the atmosphere with extreme inopportuneness.

"Don't be too happy," he took a small sip of the teacup, which had already moved a chair and sat at the door of the auditorium and drank afternoon tea: "The fog has not dispersed, which means that this matter is not over." ”