harry potter book of crimes

The distance between the Burrow and Granger's Camp is actually not that far apart. It's just that the English Channel separates them, and it seems like they are two different worlds.

About Arthur and the others going to Camp Granger, about Professor McGonagall leading teachers and students ashore in Genoa, about Lupine trying to make a new Marauder's Map... During this time, something happened outside

There were a lot of things, but Hermione and the others obviously had no way of knowing.

It's as if other people outside don't know that the Burrow is currently experiencing an extremely dangerous defensive war.

The oncoming army of zombies has become more violent.

To be honest, even Hermione, who is currently grasping the overall battle situation in the stronghold, does not know what the next battle will look like.

Under the "arrogant" will of the demon behind them, the zombies' attack speed is still accelerating. But even so, they are still not disordered at all, but the frequency and number of self-destruction when rushing to the barrier have significantly increased.

Delphi and the others have returned to the battlefield - no matter whether they have rested enough or not, they must return to the battlefield and work with Safina, Neville and others within the barrier to reduce the number of enemies as much as possible.

Harry came a little later. This was requested by Delphi. After all, once the demon appeared, he would become the main fighting force against the demon.

However, if the stronghold cannot survive the moment when "Arrogance" appears, all planning will be meaningless.

So Harry still came with the sword, and every sword was bound to gain something. Even if it was a bit less efficient than Delphi, Blois, Safina and others, but now, just rushing straight to the

There must be as few living corpses exploding in front of the barrier as possible.

Then... Harry got hurt.

"boom--"

At that moment, Harry spotted a living corpse and dived down as usual. Using the Quidditch technique called "Wronski Feint," he suddenly pulled up when he was about to rush into the pile of living corpses.

, while swinging the sword.

This flying maneuver is not easy. When he was practicing on the field, even though he was very talented in Quidditch, he would often fall and get bruises.

However, precisely because of the hard training in the past, Harry is now more and more proficient in using it. Every time he swings the sword, it is at the position closest to the living corpse, and it is stopped at the touch of a touch, ensuring that he will not be involved in the follow-up.

in the process of self-destruction.

Unfortunately, the situation on the battlefield is extremely complex, and accidents can happen everywhere.

This time, there was probably a seriously injured living corpse lying at the feet of the song target he was targeting. His body was blocked by other companions, so that Harry did not expect that a self-destruction would actually swoop down on him.

It happened when.

The explosion of the soul flame does not cause much damage on the physical level. The frightening thing is only the violent impact on the mental level. Even after Harry has been repeatedly tempered by the sword of Gryffindor, his mental strength is already very high.

But he was still a little injured.

Fortunately, Mr. Blois was not far from him at the time. Seeing Harry being blown off his broom by the unexpected explosion, he immediately caught him, saving him from falling directly into the army of living zombies.

The tragedy of the siege occurred.

When Harry woke up from his semi-coma, he found that he had been sent back to the house where he had previously rested.

"Well……"

Harry, who was lying on the broken sofa, shook his dizzy head, propped up his upper body and took a look at the window - the sky was still so gloomy, and the lead-gray clouds seemed to be pressing down from the mid-air at any time, covering the sky.

Everything on the ground was crushed to pieces.

From this angle, the battle situation around the stronghold cannot be seen, and only half of the silver barrier can be seen... At least the second layer of protection of the stronghold has not been broken yet.

It's just... I don't know how long I was unconscious.

He could still hear the rumbling sound in his ears, and accompanied by the flashing magic light outside the window, the war was still going on. Although he was not sure whether the sounds in his ears were the sound of his tinnitus or the self-destruction of living corpses.

sound.

After a short pause, Harry turned over from the sofa and sat up. Seeing a glass of water on the coffee table in front of him, he picked it up and took two sips to moisten his thirsty throat.

In fact, the injury he suffered was not serious. If he rested for a while, he should be able to participate in the battle again. However, he also understood that this time, at least before the devil really showed up, it was really best for him not to go there.

It would be the worst if he couldn't help when he was needed.

Sighing, Harry stood up again, holding the Sword of Gryffindor, and sat by the window.

This time, we can see that the battle in the distance is still going on fiercely. Maybe he has not been asleep for too long, and the situation on the battlefield has not changed much - there are still so many enemies, and everyone is still resisting.

Somewhat difficult.

Only the sky seemed to be slightly darker than before, proving that time was still passing by itself even when no one was paying attention.

"Bang!"

In the distance, another huge black flame rose into the sky like a greased bonfire. It was probably located in the southeast of the stronghold. Fortunately, Blois and Delphi were not there for the time being and did not collect it.

have too great an impact.

At the same time, a flaming flying dragon and a giant ice bird were patrolling back and forth while spitting out flames and cold currents downwards.

At this moment, even Harry couldn't tell which was the advantage and which was the disadvantage.

…

While Harry was looking at the battlefield in the house on the west side in a daze, Hermione in the east tower was worried about his injury - the moment Harry was swept by the black flames of the explosion, she was also

have witnessed.

After all, the two have been good friends for such a long time, so it is inevitable to worry.

However, Hermione doesn't have much time or energy to worry about Harry at the moment. Due to everyone's full resistance, the number of the living zombie army has been reduced to at least three-tenths.

Although the proportion seems small, but now, just looking at the corpses gradually piling up around the barrier, you can understand that this hell-like scene also illustrates the results of everyone's struggle.

Not to mention that many of them have been turned into the ground by Mr. Blois.

But...so many living corpses piled up around her made Hermione feel uneasy. No one was sure whether these corpses were still valuable to the demon.

Or simply put, this may simply be the back-up left behind by that "arrogance".

Hermione had already begun to think about how to remove the living corpses from around the stronghold - no matter where they were taken, it would be better than just piling them around.

"It seems...it's going to rain?" Hermione looked up at the sky and mumbled with some uncertainty.