harry potter book of crimes

Two full days have passed since Percy sent a team of wizards to scout the coast in a boat. During these two days, Harry and the others have been fighting with all their strength against the living corpses, reducing them as much as possible.

Pressure on the defensive line.

However, the number of living corpses in the surrounding area still did not decrease at all. It was as if every time one was killed, two or three more would appear, making them feel exhausted.

You know, even if you squat in front of your house and use your fingers to press ants, a game you played as a child, doing it for two days and two nights will be very tiring. Not to mention, living corpses cannot be compared with ants. Now Harry

Although they can kill ordinary living corpses relatively easily, they still have to swing their swords and chop them down.

"How's it going at the dock?"

Today, Hermione also picked up her wand and rune cards, and stood behind the front line to provide support to Harry and others from time to time, lest excessive fatigue cause them to be injured due to a moment of negligence.

However, while taking action from time to time, she also needs to pay attention to all aspects of the situation inside and outside the camp. Currently, she has left many things to Percy to control the general direction, but on-the-spot contingency still requires her to coordinate.

"The Granger Port in Cherbourg, France has sent another group of people to assist in the defense. Mr. Weasley arranged them to the side." A wizard replied from the side, "In addition... the reconnaissance team has not returned yet.

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"Well, I understand," Hermione nodded, looked at both sides of the battle line a few more times, and then said loudly, "Harry, Neville! You can come back... go back and take a rest!"

"OK!"

After Neville responded, he did not retreat. Instead, he turned his head and shouted towards Harry:

"Harry, you have exhausted too much physical strength. You go back first - I will help you block it."

"No, you go back first, I can still hold on!" Harry said without looking back, "Don't tell me that my physical strength is exhausted, you have been maintaining the Patronus Charm, but you are much more tired than me!"

Obviously, both of them knew that in the past few hours, due to fatigue, the fighting efficiency was much lower than the previous two days. The lower efficiency of eliminating living corpses directly led to the cost they had to spend.

More time will allow the pressure on the defensive line to be maintained at a more stable basic line.

As a result, the battle against the zombie tide has fallen into a vicious cycle.

"Stop arguing, you all come back!" Upon seeing this, Hermione shouted loudly, "Just leave it to me while you go to rest!"

"Hermione, we still-"

"Stop being so nagging," Hermione interrupted immediately when she saw that Harry was still trying to be brave, "Do you want me to go over and invite you? Why don't you go back and rest!"

Seeing that Hermione was going crazy, Harry and Neville looked at each other, and finally retreated from the battle line in dejection as Ginny and others snickered later.

After passing Hermione and hurried back to the camp, Harry, who was holding the Sword of Gryffindor upside down, couldn't help but whisper to Neville:

"Hermione seems to be a lot more grumpy today. Is it because the zombie wave has been going on for too long?"

When the two returned from the defense line, they immediately attracted the attention of many wizards in the camp. However, during this period of time, Harry and the others had already become accustomed to these looks of admiration or curiosity.

I nodded slightly and didn't pay too much attention.

"Huh?" Neville paused, then shook his head and said, "I don't think so."

"That's right," Harry asked doubtfully, "even if we can't withstand it with our current combat power, we can still ask the Muggle army to help like last time... It's not like we're in a desperate situation, so we won't be so anxious about her.

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"Who knows!" Neville shrugged, "Anyway, Hannah and I have been dating for so long, and I still don't understand girls' psychology... Anyway, just follow her!"

"Yeah!" Harry sighed, "I don't understand either -"

The two of them were talking when suddenly, Harry paused in his steps, then turned around and looked in the direction he came from.

"What's the matter, Harry?"

Seeing that he seemed to have noticed something, Neville asked quickly.

"It seems like someone is coming... It's a very familiar feeling." At this point, he suddenly waved his hand, "Neville, let's go back and take a look, hurry up!"

Before he finished speaking, he took the lead and ran back, as fast as a gust of wind.

Seeing how anxious he was, Neville was afraid that he would delay the emergency by being half a step too slow, so he immediately cast the Patronus Charm again to summon the silver lion, turned over and flew directly out of the camp, leaving only the surrounding people in the camp.

The wizards looked at the two of them leaving again with expressions of amazement.

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Harry's perception this time was actually a rather special situation. Apart from him, no one inside or outside the camp, or even Hermione, Ginny, Hannah and others on the outer edge of the defense line, had noticed anything yet.

It wasn't until Harry and Neville returned here quickly that some of the wizards who were defending against the living corpses in front of the defense line vaguely saw some unusual shadows through the fog.

"Look, what is that-"

Seeing that Harry and Neville had returned shortly after leaving, Hermione was about to ask, but she heard a reminder from a guarding wizard behind her. The next moment, she didn't care to ask anymore, and turned around to look out again.

Indeed, although there were only living corpses in front of the defense line, and there was heavy fog a little further away, she could still see a dark shadow appearing in a certain direction that was different from other places. It was as if there was something more in that place.

It seems like it is moving and getting closer.

"Hermione, Neville and I are going to take a look."

Seeing that everyone, including Hermione, had noticed this strange thing, Harry simply stopped saying anything and ran out. But soon, he and Neville were stopped by Hermione.

"Why are you so anxious? Have you forgotten what we said before? Don't be impulsive when encountering unexpected situations...especially you! Harry, you are the first one among us who needs to act calmly!"

After Hermione said a few words to him, she nodded to Neville and said:

"Let your patron saint go over and explore the situation... It's definitely not easy for that shadow to move so fast in such a dense group of zombies. Maybe it's a special giant zombie, or... maybe even

It’s a high-level living corpse!”

As soon as the words "high-level zombies" were uttered from Hermione's mouth, Harry and Neville, who had directly "met" the lava zombies, immediately changed their expressions - that was definitely not someone to be trifled with.

At that moment, Harry subconsciously tightened his grip on the hilt of the sword.

"I know," Neville rolled off the Silver Lion's back, then raised his wand and pointed at the shadow in the distance, "Go over and have a look!"

While he was speaking, the Lion Patron Saint had already jumped over the guard line dragging his long silver "tail" and rushed straight out.