"Crab and Gole," Ron shrugged, "When we arrived, we found them entangled by vines and fainted at the door. The professor was not inside, and Valen was not here... We didn't know what to do for a moment, but later we heard something outside, so we left them and rushed back."

"It's the professor's defense," Hermione added.

After the question was finished, Harry looked around, all his eyes fell on him, and he had to make a decision.

"Harry, give the order. We have all learned the Light Fire Curse. I remember you said that this magic is very restraining from the dark creatures." Navi said slowly, "We have to do something."

"I, alas-" Harry suddenly thought of something and took out a small bottle from his pocket, "Okay, divide this, each of them took a sip--"

"What is this?" Neville asked.

"Fuling agent." Harry said excitedly, blood was rhythmic in his blood vessels. Are they going to fight together, just like Sirius hanging on his lips, becoming a real warrior? At this time, a huge roar came from a distance, passing through the dark night sky and the riots in the castle, and drilling into their ears.

"It's Hagrid!" Hermione said in horror, and they rushed into the window, "And Glopp, oh my god!"

"Who is Glopp, Hagrid's friend? Oh, oh—" Fred stared at the dark night, and when he saw the huge figure next to Hagrid, he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.

Compared with the giant who didn't know its origin, Hagrid was like a dwarf, and the corpses surrounding them were pale and reflected the dark demon marks of green light and phosphorescence, like dwarfs jumping up and down.

"The Yin Corpse should not hurt the giant," Ron looked at the distance uneasy. "Their nails were like tickling, and Glopp would punch them into small cakes."

"No, there are dementors, Hagrid and Glopp can't handle that," Hermione groaned.

Harry tried his best to calm himself down. He wanted to use the Guardian Spell, but the distance was too far, and he didn't know if it worked. What he needed to do most now was to support Hagrid as soon as possible. With that, he stretched out his wand and "The fire crossbow arrow flew!"

After waiting for a few seconds, a streamlined broom ripped open the air, whizzed from the bedroom through the lounge, passed the open door with the portrait of the fat lady, and fell into Harry's hand.

"Oh, by the way, I also have a broom, or a 2000 light wheel, which has excellent performance." Ron said blankly. "No one is asking you to advertise," Fred said angrily, and then he asked again: "Can you lend me your broom? George and I put the broom on the team." George kept nodding.

"You stay and organizers maintain order," said Harry.

"Hagge is also our friend, Harry," Fred said.

Harry stared, "Then call more people, don't come over one or two." He said, he raised his wand, and the glass shattered in front of him. Harry turned around and looked at Ron and Hermione, and they understood what he meant, 'Protect them.' He turned over and jumped down the castle. The others looked down at the window, and Harry fell more than ten feet, then climbed up rapidly, turning into a blurry shadow, and the performance of the firebolt was maximized by him.

"Huh—God—Guard—Guard—"

A silver stag appeared, glowing all over, jumping continuously in the air, and rushed toward the direction of Hagrid's hut with Harry.

The light emitted by the patron saint formed a straight track, illuminating the open space below. The people who left behind were all inhaling, and the grass was full of corpses, and the castle was about to be surrounded.

"The entrance must be kept, and they cannot be allowed to come in." Neville's face was full of fear, but he said firmly.

"We know the shortcuts," Fred said, pointing to him and George.

"I have a suggestion, can I pass through Mrs. Hoqi's office? Maybe a little bit of a walk, but I remember there was a room next to it with an old broom." George said, "Hermione, what are you doing?"

Hermione was knocking a piece of parchment with her wand, "Oh, okay, I just informed the members of the Frontline Watch Station, and the Magic Wen Club."

"Cool." Fred said. More than a dozen Gryffindor students kept walking through the secret passages of the castle. They saw the students who kept moving, and the chiefs who were loudly maintaining order. They met acquaintances in the middle and knew their purpose, and joined the team without saying a word.

When they appeared in the broom collection room, the number of people had reached more than thirty.

"The door is locked," Ron said, "The hole of Araho is open." He recited, the door still moving. He frowned and used the cutting spell. The surface of the door was flashing with a glimmer of light to annihilate the spell, "Mrs. Huoqi is really doing his duty--"

"Go aside, Ron!" Hermione shouted, she stuck six or seven small wooden signs on the door, and everyone took a few steps back, "Bang!" The thick door panels were split into pieces.

"Great." Fred said happily, a group of people rushed into the collection room to select brooms, "Look at what I found, sweep the entire series, comet 140, even the old antique oak arrow 79, Moon Dream and Silver Arrow... Light wheel 1000, Light wheel 1001, Light wheel 1500, Light wheel 1700, This is Light wheel 2000? Mrs. Huo Qi hides it so well!"

"It's a pity that there is no light wheel in 2001." George said greedily. The students picked up the broom, and even Hermione picked up a handful of Seven Stars 5.

"Then, uh—" said Hermione, "we need to split a few people to support Harry, and the rest go to the front door, the back door, and other exits, and the professors are there, it's better to split a few people flying around the castle on brooms and warn..."

"Where is our killer weapon? Professor Happ's lighting technique is very suitable for this occasion at the moment. And Principal Dumbledore, he won't fall asleep, right? Has anyone ever thought about this question..." Fred asked happily.

Yes, where are they now?

Hermione and Harry, who was riding on the broom, were thinking about this.

Everyone's time is a line, and they can only look at the problem from their own perspective, especially when they are in it. But if a historian analyzes it later, you will find that today is a very important and chaotic day.

The entire British magic world was like a boiling crucible. The beginning of this series of events was neither the Ministry of Magic was subjected to a sudden attack nor the appearance of Felix Hepp at the entrance of the burning sword castle, nor the fact that Dumbledore received a call for help from his brother - a little earlier than all of them.
Chapter completed!