The black flames that attacked everyone this time were obviously no longer those released by those high-level zombies before. Just looking at the overwhelming momentum that swept across the sky, you can tell that the two are not on the same level at all.
There is no temperature and no sound, but it makes people feel cold at the sight, as if it wants to swallow up all the life that can be touched.
And more importantly, it comes so fast that you can't even escape!
In just a moment, the remaining troops who were fleeing in a straight line at low altitude on broomsticks were caught up, and then unsurprisingly were surpassed in an instant, and more than 200 wizards were swallowed up.
It was a soul-eroding flame cast by Haierbo himself. Ordinary wizards almost always died and were swallowed up by the infinite black flames. Only a few people could still come out alive.
But this time, things seem to be different.
I don't know when, Haierbo had stopped in mid-air, and the high-level living corpses following him also stopped, silently following his sight, towards the army that was engulfed by the wave of black flames. Shi's position cast a cold gaze.
"oh?"
Haierbo looked there calmly and let out a sigh, as if he saw something that interested him.
Harry and others in the distance didn't know what was going on here. They just discovered that after the group of people were engulfed by black flames, Haierbo and a group of high-level zombies led by him suddenly stopped pursuing.
Are those people already dead
But soon, everyone saw Neville perked up, looking in that direction and saying with bright eyes: "It's the Patronus Charm! I feel the power of the Patronus Charm!"
Almost at the moment Neville said these words, a dazzling silver-white light suddenly penetrated from the raging waves of black flames, like a dazzling spear piercing the darkness, even though It is still very eye-catching even from a very far distance.
And then, there was the second, third, and fourth path...
Not long after, the light pillars that continuously rushed out of the sea of black flames were seen connected together, and more than two hundred remnants of the army reappeared in the field of vision of Harry and others, wrapped and protected by a surging silver-white light mist. among.
It can be seen that the remaining 100 or so choir members, led by Samuel, are raising their wands and chanting in low voices. This vision of silvery white light gushing out is caused by them simultaneously casting the Patronus Charm.
but…
"Being able to blend so many Patronus Charms without distinguishing one another is something that can no longer be acquired through constant training," Neville couldn't help but exclaimed, "There must be an unusual friendship between those people. , also have a completely connected will, so that they can become a whole... What a pity! It would be better if they still have full staff."
In fact, there is no need to supplement Neville's last words. Anyone with eyes can see it. The silver-white light mist "embedded" in the raging black flames is like an isolated island in the middle of the angry sea. Ever since it first broke through the siege and squeezed out a little territory, the island has been enduring the darkness. The waves of flames wash away seemingly endlessly. Every time it washed away, the mist of light would shrink a bit, and some members of the Matuseyevich Family's Army A standing on the outermost edge were getting closer and closer to the black flames.
There is no doubt that even if Haierbo does nothing next and just watches, they will be swallowed up by the black flames sooner or later. And when that time comes, will they have other means to break through the Black Flame blockade again and gain a glimmer of hope for themselves
At this time, Lupine, who had been paying attention to Haierbo, could not help but frown again. He was obviously more concerned about the former than those who were struggling to survive.
"Why did he stop there?" Lupine whispered to himself, "Did he discover our existence?"
"With his ability, he must have noticed it when he got here!" Harry shook his head.
On the other side, Hermione, who had not spoken much since just now, still did not participate in everyone's soft discussion, but her eyes looking at the battlefield over there seemed to flicker with hesitation.
Yes, Harry was right. With Halper's ability, he had definitely noticed the presence of bystanders like them. But since Haierbo did not attack in the first place, from a purely rational point of view, they can naturally continue to sit back and watch.
In comparison, the remnant soldiers led by the heirs of the three families clearly had not noticed the arrival of these people from the beginning, but inexplicably gave people the feeling that they even escaped in a very sloppy manner - the one riding a cat just now The witch who was the first to leave could obviously take at least one or two more people with her, but after a moment of rendezvous, she still left alone.
In that slightly inconspicuous moment, Harry and the others might not have been able to notice anything wrong in their haste, but Hermione, who was so careful, could not have missed it.
And if you add in the previous somewhat incomprehensible approach of "forcibly staying in position until the last moment"...
"Harry," Hermione suddenly said with a frown, "go and help them - remember not to force your hand on Haierbo, just help them get out of their current predicament!"
"no problem!"
Although he didn't put his thoughts into words like Neville, Harry had long wanted to run out and have a fight. Halper had always been their enemy, and this would never change. In the past, they knew that they couldn't fight even if they wanted to, but now, at least Harry believed that he was qualified to fight face to face with that powerful and evil ancient dark wizard.
"Be careful!" Hermione added, "If something goes wrong, we will immediately set out to provide support."
"Um."
Harry turned over and sat on the broom, tightening and loosening the hilt of the sword in his hand. After nodding, he stopped talking and rushed towards the black flames of the battlefield ahead.
Gryffindor's sword shone brightly in everyone's eyes, illuminated by the silvery mist in front of it.
Harry's movements were fast, but the enemy's movements were not slow either. Almost at the same time that Harry climbed into the field, although Haierbo himself did not move, a high-level living corpse with a pair of fleshy wings on his back did move!
"Boom!"
There was a crisp sound, the sound made when the flying zombie burst out at extremely fast speed, struck directly from the side with a claw, and hit the side of Harry's sword hard - it seemed to know the sharpness of Gryffindor's sword. , also knew the importance of the sword to Harry, so he tried to hit the sword with a sudden attack to make Harry let go.
However, it failed.