Chapter 477: Above Berlin

A few jokes, which made Owen feel a lot better.

Although his face is still a little pale.

Speaking of which, in fact, the wizards are not unable to deal with the battle of Berlin City in front of them, mainly because they can't mobilize manpower.

It's like setting fire to a mountain.

The person who burns the mountain only needs to set fire to a tree, but after setting the mountain on fire, it takes hundreds of people to extinguish it.

Moreover, this time there was more than one ignition point.

Paris, Cairo, and Athens are all attacked by Death Eaters, werewolves, vampires, and the like.

Those guys are more difficult to deal with than the brainless Yin corpses.

Even if it were all handed over to the Muggle army, they would be able to solve it eventually, but the casualties would be very large.

That's why Owen and they're here.

Conscience, perhaps?

Maybe it's the influence that Bill and Fleur bring to them.

Anyway, that's where they are.

About half an hour later. The rain was still pouring in, but in the midst of the rain, something seemed to be creeping closer.

"Something's coming." This sentence instantly filled the air with an air of tension and unease.

Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on the distance, and the sound of their heartbeats was unusually clear under the cover of the torrential rain.

Leon and Gil joined the army temporarily.

Armed with a rifle, he was deployed not far from the little wizard, with a line of wire and vehicles.

In the distance, the silhouettes of those things began to emerge, and they behaved strangely, like wild beasts.

The number is staggering, and it is surging densely, like a demon crawling out of hell.

"So many Yin Corpses?" Harry's hand holding his wand was a little white.

"Much more than what's at the bottom of the lake in the center of the cave."

"How many people have happened to them?" Hermione's brow furrowed, and there was disbelief in her eyes.

"Probably—" Owen paused, "countless." ”

His voice was not loud, but it struck the hearts of the young wizards like a hammer.

Wizarding wars are childish compared to Muggle wars, like street children's brawls.

Even the little wizards such as Hermione, Harry, Ron, and the Twins who had experienced the [Battle of the Poseidon] in the audience, the battlefield they had seen was at best a chaotic battle of a thousand people.

Voldemort, Death Eaters and the like. Although they have the most evil and powerful dark wizards in history, they are crueler than evil, and their moral standards are still too high in front of Liberian President Taylor, the sixth of the five tyrants in Africa.

It's no wonder that Bill Fleur will react so much in this war.

It is true that the level of morality is too high, and the world has just shown a little bit of cruelty, and it has had a huge impact on them.

What they don't know is that the bottom line of humanity can go a lot further. Many.

If Voldemort could really trade souls with some humanoid beasts on the continent. Then he would never be so gentle with Dumbledore.

To express what those people have done, it is probably to use poison to control the young wizards, order them to kill their parents, rape their sisters, so that these little wizards can become killing machines that completely destroy human nature, and then send these people to Hogwarts and blow themselves up with Dumbledore.

It doesn't matter if you don't kill the dead principal. The important thing was to force Dumbledore to be more impatient and unscrupulous. Thus pull him into the water.

Massacres, exterminations, any forces that support each other, and neutral forces.

And when both sides refresh the bottom line of human morality again and again, on the ruins of this hell, justice and evil lose their meaning, and whoever lives and who dies also loses meaning, because you and I are both demons.

Of course, Voldemort wouldn't have done that.

After all, he still wants to be the uncrowned king of the wizarding world.

The world is gone, and he is tossing and turning.

At this time, countless Yin Corpses in the distance had advanced to less than a kilometer away from them.

Infection does not discriminate between humans and animals, and ancient magic has a mutant effect on all organisms, even plants.

The canine corpse that rushed to the front was already a few hundred meters away from them.

Harry was the first young wizard to sit still.

He cast a spell, and the gray light streaked through the dark, damp, cold night, hitting the corpse of a canine.

The next moment, the Yin corpse exploded and shattered.

Others also struck one after another, targeting those four-legged yin corpses.

But when they were about to deal with the Yin Corps army in the distance, Owen stopped him, "It's not time yet. ”

"Bring it closer and lure out all the corpses in the city."

Harry was stunned as he prepared to cast some kind of fire magic.

He immediately withdrew his wand.

Of course, they understood Owen's intentions, only by luring out all the Yin corpses could they be annihilated in one fell swoop and reduce the follow-up trouble.

They didn't want to see Owen use his blood to lure the Dead again.

As time passed, the number of Yin corpses increased, and they surged densely, as if a black ocean was approaching them.

The Muggles also exercised restraint, except for sporadic gunshots, killing a few four-legged yin corpses who rushed to reincarnate.

The commander of NATO coincided with Owen's thoughts.

A large number of artillery, tanks, helicopter gunships came out from behind them.

The reconnaissance plane swept through the sky and headed towards the city, keeping a close eye on the movements of the Yin Corps.

Time passed minute by minute.

There was an oppressive and nervous aura in the air, and both Muggles and wizards were left to wait at the moment.

Finally, when the vanguard of the Yin Corps was less than five hundred meters away from them, Owen took a deep breath and his somewhat tired body stood up from the damp mud. He nodded to the other young wizards beside him.

A few people understood.

The hand holding the wand slowly lifted, and the spell from the stars came out of his mouth.

A black-blue glow rose like mist from the tip of their wand.

Heavy rain is still falling.

Illuminated by this glow hidden in the mist, every drop of rain seemed to shimmer with the light of a galaxy.

The fog was still spreading upwards, and soon it reached the height of the dark clouds.

The dark clouds are like ink paintings, and the bright colors stir in them, and in an instant, the churning clouds change color.

Van Gogh's starry sky unfolded in two dimensions and began to spread around at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The range is a bit small"

Looking high in the sky, Owen muttered to himself.

He misjudged the number of corpses.

Originally, he thought it would be nice to have tens of thousands, but now.

There are more than this number that can be seen with the naked eye alone, they are densely packed and surging like a tide, making people shudder.

Immediately, he quickly adjusted his strategy and said to the others around him who were not involved in this magic, "Neville, George, Fred, and Ginny, keep an eye on your surroundings, I'm afraid that a dark wizard will come and attack us. ”

Several people nodded, their faces becoming serious. Everyone is smart and understands that Owen's concerns are not unnecessary.

With such a large-scale spell, the Death Eaters could not have been blind and deaf. Hidden in the city, they will definitely intervene to stop it at the right moment.

His gaze hardened, and he raised his wand, casting the same magic of the stars.

In an instant, a cloud of galactic mist far exceeded all the Hermione they had released, and it shot straight into the sky.

The total amount of nebulae in the high heavens instantly expanded.

Almost tripled.

The icy rainy night is illuminated by the dazzling starlight.

Owen withdrew his wand.

Next, he is not needed.

"Origin, Creation of the Star Shower!"

In the sky, the meteor shower slowly unfolds in the night sky like a picture, and each meteor is like a random poem in the book in the sky, bright and short.

They streaked across the sky, with burning enthusiasm, through the silent darkness and galloping towards the earth.

At first, the meteors were only sparsely dotted on the night, like teardrops of distant stars, sliding silently.

But as time goes on, the number of meteors gradually increases, and they intertwine into a brilliant curtain of light that decorates the entire sky in a picturesque way.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Explosions came and went, and meteors were like flaming arrows, piercing the sky at an astonishing speed and rushing to the ground with dazzling light. It is like fulfilling the romantic promise between the sky and the earth.

As the stars fell, blazing flames exploded across the land, and flying sparks jumped, flickered, and danced in the darkness like elves in the night.

"Oh God!"

"Is the end of the world?"

"Is this magic?"

In the woods, countless Muggles raised their heads.

The driver in the tank opened his hatch, and the commander on the armored car rolled down his window. The marching soldier on the side of the road put away his guns, and everyone was shocked by the miraculous scene.

"Shylock past." Owen slipped out of his arms and pulled the little white beast out of his arms.

After untying the rune collar around its neck, Shylock leaped onto Hermione's shoulder.

The area of the Star Shower is too large.

It's hard to get a full view from the ground, and she needs to stand taller.

It's a pity that I didn't have time to bring Bakar with me this time.

But - enough for kittens.

Apparition - Shylock and Hermione vanished in an instant.

When I found her again, the girl was already more than a kilometer in the air.

Owen hadn't had time to hand her the flying spell yet.

However, after casting a shock reduction spell on herself, her falling speed slowed down dramatically.

It flutters like fallen leaves.

This period of landing time was enough for Hermione to control the direction of the Starshower in the air.

"Harry, alright, stop." He stopped Harry from continuing to cast the Radiant Starshower.

"Ron, you too."

"Pay attention to vigilance, someone will definitely be tempted to make a move."

The Yin Corpse is not an [evil omen], it has no ability to repair, and a round of Star Shower is enough.

A few rounds of bombardment are just a waste of mana.

Dark wizards hiding in the shadows are obviously more dangerous than brainless beasts.

"They shouldn't be too numerous." Owen added, "Otherwise, they should have come over and kill the Muggle army here, rather than let the corpses wreak havoc in the city." ”

"Yes." Harry clenched his wand and nodded.

The others were also vigilant, their eyes like torches, and they looked around.

Owen took a deep breath, a white mist emanating from his body, and then flew into the sky.

Thanks to Grandpa's improved flying charm.

He used the Brazilian Divine Conferral Tower that time.

But the most thankful thing should be Voldemort for the flying charm he invented, oops - it doesn't matter, the Death Eaters fly up and emit black smoke, our one flies up and emits white smoke, it looks different, besides, Senior Tom can still run to him to ask for royalties?

"Huh—can't help it?"

Blessed with ancient magic, Owen has a keen sense of magic. In the distance, in the eyes of ordinary people, it was just a small black spot, and a cloud of black smoke was billowing in, but in Owen's eyes, there was a clear figure hidden in the black smoke.

"Fly so fast, hurry to reincarnate."

Owen sneered.

With a quick wave of his wand, "Avada Suo—"

With the shaking of the wand, a cloud of dazzling green light with a sharp piercing head rushed straight towards the black mist. The green light collided with the black mist, as if it had hit something, and a green light bloomed from the black mist, and then a short creature wrapped in black robes fell from the sky.

"Hmph-"

Owen flew around Hermione. Always be on the lookout for movement around you. And about a kilometer or so around him, more black fog was pouring towards them.

"That one wasn't a Death Eater." Owen shouted at Hermione.

"Who knows? Maybe it's the Cleaners, or some other organization of dark wizards, but they're entangled with Voldemort. Hermione responded, her eyes fixed on the black mist that kept coming, her heart filled with worry.

"It looks like a goblin." Owen continued, "It should be a member of the Brotherhood of Goblins. ”

"Harry, are they in danger?" Hermione manipulated the stars. While the Tronomic Shower is not a destructive meteor and cannot be controlled by the falling meteorite wizard, the caster can control the meteorite to fall towards the target he wants to destroy by the position and direction of the nebula.

However, this is very draining, and although the little witch under the stars can still cast spells with her other hand, she should only be able to cast some simple spells without a wand, similar to the Levitation Charm.

The battle against Owen can't help.

"There will definitely be danger, but they have also practiced the spell for half a semester, and there is nothing wrong with practicing it." Owen glanced at the ground.

It was discovered that Harry and they had already engaged in a fight with the elves.

"You have to have faith in them, ordinary goblins can't beat them." He said lightly, a hint of pride and trust in his voice.

Hermione nodded in understanding.

The little wizard is no longer what it used to be. The goblins of a few years ago had no chance of winning against Harry now.

"I know." As she spoke, her eyes suddenly froze, staring at Owen's back,

"Wait, watch your rear."

Her eyes widened instantly, and a dark green light lit up in her pupils.

"Always watching." Owen responded calmly, and then suddenly disabled the flying magic, and his body suddenly fell from a high altitude. This sudden movement surprised both Hermione and the black-robed wizard in the distance.

However, at the moment when they were stunned, a deadly death curse had quietly struck. Owen, however, rolled nimbly in the air as if he had expected it, dodging the deadly attack.

After tossing a few heels in the air, he quickly adjusted his posture and waved his wand quickly.

"It's all petrochemical."

"There is no shadow."

(End of chapter)