"…We are all Hogwarts!"
After being reminded by Hermione's kick, Harry had no choice but to shout loudly.
Although he himself knew clearly how much weight he had, in the eyes of the students, he was the winner of the Triwizard Tournament, defeating Maka McClain.
Even though everyone is curious about the fact that Maka did not win, it is a victory if he wins. This is an obvious fact.
When Hermione's words stirred everyone's enthusiasm, and when Harry, the "Boy-Who-Lived", stood up again, many young wizards became a little excited.
I have to say that Hermione's timing was really good.
At this time, the Dark Mark was still floating in the air outside, and the sounds of the Black Death and Dumbledore's battles continued to hit the nerves of the young wizards.
Under the gloom that the name "Voldemort" brought to everyone, most of the young wizards felt gloomy in their hearts.
But Hermione's words broke the silence.
She moved everyone with Dumbledore's fight to protect the school alone, inspired everyone with the idea that unity is strength, and now uses Harry as a sign to build everyone's confidence.
When danger and hope coexist, people usually burst out with great strength.
Although her methods of stirring up the atmosphere are still a bit clumsy at the moment, as long as she continues to grow, she will one day become a true leader.
And today is the biggest opportunity in her life.
"We are all Hogwarts!"
Although at first, there were not many people shouting. But as long as you get started, emotions are contagious!
Not long after, even many people from the Slytherin group of snakes gathered around.
Hermione was right, just being protected here was obviously sitting back and waiting for death. If they didn't need protection, the professors could go out and help.
And when they also start to defend Hogwarts, Hogwarts' power will become truly powerful.
This is a matter of both prosperity and loss.
When most of the students came forward, except for students like Malfoy who were more fond of Voldemort, the rational and shrewd Slytherin would certainly come to help.
After all, no one knows what Voldemort's attitude is at the moment - Maka and Dumbledore are very careful, so it is difficult for Voldemort to reach into Hogwarts openly until now.
After everyone shouted a few times, Hermione immediately came to Professor McGonagall and said with a serious face:
"Professor, the school is under attack now, and it seems that there are a lot of people. I think we should also do our part for our school! We should go and help the principal!"
She said it very seriously and her reasons were very good. Her heart really touched Professor McGonagall. But it was absolutely impossible for Minerva McGonagall to agree to let the students fight.
"I can understand everyone's feelings. To be honest, I'm very happy." Professor McGonagall showed a rare smile. She nodded to everyone and said, "But this is absolutely not possible! You are not strong enough to deal with those evil things." Dark wizard, you must stay here!"
Professor Flitwick also waved to the little wizards and said: "Everyone must believe in the principal - he is the greatest white wizard today, and the most powerful principal of Hogwarts since the four founders! Everyone! Don't worry!"
The other professors also smiled, giving everyone comfort and confidence.
Of course, only Snape was still staring out of the window in the direction of the Forbidden Forest with a dead look on his face.
"But..." Hermione pursed her lips and nodded, "I understand, Professor McGonagall."
After saying that, she turned around and walked towards Harry with some disappointment.
In the hearts of the little wizards, the professor's words are still very majestic. Seeing that Professor McGonagall disagreed, most of the students' enthusiasm was suppressed - yes! Principal Dumbledore is so powerful. If we go to help, maybe it will make the principal even more worried.
But the Death Eaters were now at the school gate, and Voldemort himself didn't know whether he showed up, which put a lot of pressure on everyone.
The little wizards, who had regained some confidence, huddled together in small groups and started discussing in low voices.
You can see the looks and expressions of fear, excitement, confidence, or determination slowly emerging on the faces of the little wizards.
No matter what, everyone is very nervous now, but this is an unchanging fact.
But among these students, there were two girls who looked unusually calm. One of them is Luna, and the other is naturally Willy.
One of them was next to the Ravenclaw student, slightly in a trance, talking to himself as if dreaming; the other was expressionless, just looking through his notes.
Only occasionally, they would look around, as if looking for someone.
…
At the same time, the battle on Dumbledore's side became intense.
Under Dumbledore, the combat power of the Black Death Apostles was actually not too strong, but these guys who were covered in black energy were really good at beating them.
Although their unparalleled strength and speed could not have the desired effect on Dumbledore, their unique ability to resist magic made ordinary magic spells ineffective.
Voldemort hasn't shown up yet, but Dumbledore can feel that he is indeed nearby.
Judging from Maka's analysis of the current Voldemort, even Dumbledore has to be careful.
Like Maca, Dumbledore also knows very well that anything related to the word "ancient" cannot be taken lightly.
While preserving his magic power and being careful about Voldemort in the dark, and at the same time preventing those Black Deaths from wearing down the power of the defensive barrier, Dumbledore had to be vigilant about his surroundings and repel them again and again.
Regarding the Black Death Apostles, he had already come into contact with them more than once. It is not difficult to see from them that Voldemort is definitely much stronger now than when he last launched the Wizarding War.
At this time, Dumbledore was seen standing outside the barrier, knocking back the Black Deaths one after another. The magic beams shot out, and the dazzling light illuminated the surrounding ground.
But his steps didn't move at all, and he obviously still had some energy left.
Kingsley and others stood inside the barrier, seizing the time to rest under Dumbledore's instructions in order to welcome the next round of offensive.
Behind the Black Deaths, the other Death Eaters were also ready to attack. Obviously they also knew that their master would definitely show up today.
It can be said that except for the Black Death disciples who have lost their true nature, everyone here is waiting for Voldemort to appear.
However, at this moment, the person who was most anxious was actually Voldemort.
To be honest, he still didn't plan to show up this time, because this attack was still a tentative attack. All he wanted was Ravenclaw's golden diadem.
But the person he arranged to go in has not shown up yet, which makes him feel extremely irritated.
Voldemort didn't completely believe Maka. There were many additions and modifications to this plan, but he didn't know that there was another insider on his side.
It can only be said that Maka's high profile made Voldemort subconsciously focus on him, which further ensured Snape's concealment as a double agent.
"Tom, aren't you going to come out yet?" Dumbledore shouted calmly, "I think we need to talk, don't we?"
However, there was no movement around except for the Black Deaths who were attacking him tirelessly time and time again.
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Albania, mountain forest underground.
Maka once again input magic power into the rune array between him and the Bewitched Monument, and in the center of the array, a living mouse was tightly tied and placed there.
With the continuous injection of his magic power, the rune array once again lit up with a faint blue light.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak—"
The mouse began to scream incessantly, and gradually, wisps of fine black air emerged from the mouse's eyes, ears, mouth and nose, and slowly covered its body.
Time passed bit by bit, and the black air slowly increased, entangled, and completely enveloped the mouse.
At the moment when the black energy completely enveloped the mouse, Maka picked up the wand and placed it a little outside the rune array.
Suddenly, a small skull phantom rushed upward from the formation diagram, and the mouse's soul was immediately pushed out of the body, leaving only a corner still connected to its body.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak—"
The cry seemed to become more painful, as if the mouse was suffering from great pain.
But at this moment, with a hissing sound, all the magic threads tied to the mouse broke, turning into magic power and completely dissipating into the air.
Seeing that the mouse suddenly flicked and seemed to be violent, Maka was not surprised. He waved his wand again and tied it with more magical threads. There were so many magic threads that it almost became a ball of thread.
Maka had deliberately stayed away from her just now, in order to confirm the time when her power would become stronger.
But now, his eyes were fixed firmly on the mouse's soul, with a sense of surprise in his eyes - he understood! He understands how the Black Death were formed!
What surprised him even more was that it actually contained information about the rules of the soul.
Looking at the broken rule runes on the surface of the mouse's soul, Maka hurriedly took the notebook into her hands and started writing in a hurry.
For a moment, the sound of quills writing and the screams of mice echoed in the main tomb, making the already eerie underground tomb even more permeable.
"Huh... it's still a little worse, a little worse..." he wrote for a while, and then couldn't help but mutter softly, "I don't know what's going on with Luna, Dumbledore... it should be fine, right?"