Two full days had passed since the day Percy sent a team of wizards on a boat to scout the coast. During the past two days, Harry and the others had been fighting the living zombies with all their strength, reducing the pressure on the defense line as much as possible.
However, the number of living corpses in the surrounding area still did not decrease at all, 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 press ants with your fingers, a game you played as a child, doing so for two days and two nights will be exhausting. Not to mention, living corpses cannot be compared with ants. Now, although Harry and the others can kill ordinary living corpses relatively easily, they still have to swing their swords to chop them down.
"How's it going at the dock?"
Today, Hermione also picked up the wand and rune cards, standing 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.
"Grangier Port in Cherbourg, France, 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."
"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 and shouted towards Harry:
"Harry, your physical strength is too much. 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, everyone's fighting efficiency was much lower than the previous two days. The reduced efficiency of eliminating living zombies directly resulted in them needing to spend more time to maintain the pressure on the defense line 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, 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. They just nodded slightly when they passed by people and didn't pay too much attention to them.
"Huh?" Neville paused, then shook his head and said, "I don't think so."
"That's right," Harry wondered, "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. "
"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 -"
While the two were talking, Harry suddenly stopped, then turned around and looked in the direction he came from.
"What's wrong, Harry?"
Seeing that he seemed to notice something, Neville asked quickly.
"It seems like someone is coming... It's a very familiar feeling." At this point, he suddenly waved, "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.
Neville saw that he was in such a hurry, and was afraid that he would delay the emergency situation if he was half a step too slow. 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, Hermione, Ginny, Hannah and others inside and outside the camp, and even on the outer edge of the defense line, had not discovered 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 abnormal 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 heavy fog a little further away, she could still see a dark shadow appearing in a certain direction that was different from elsewhere. It was as if there was something extra in that place, and it was still moving and getting closer.
"Hermione, Neville and I are going to take a look."
Seeing that everyone, including Hermione, had noticed the strangeness, 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 to explore the situation... It's definitely not easy for that shadow to move so quickly in such a dense group of zombies. Maybe it's a special giant zombie, or... maybe even a High-level living corpse!"
As soon as the words "high-level zombies" came out of 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 his 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.