"Granger-and, oh my god!" Professor McGonagall ran from a distance, lowered his head quickly as he was halfway through, and several brooms passed by above her head. She stared at Neville and the others away, her chest undulating violently.

"What the hell are you-they-?" she said angrily.

"Well, it's quite obvious, right? They're going to support Harry-" Hermione made her tone as relaxed as possible.

"Is there anything about Harry here?"

"Hagir is in danger-"

"I know, I've let Sirius and Snape pass."

"And little Glopp--"

"Don't tell me you know that giant, Miss Granger, or you just gave me a name temporarily?" Professor McGonagall said breathlessly.

"Know," Hermione said, now that no one else is here, she thinks she has the responsibility to explain, especially to say good things to the exposed little Glopp: "That's Hagrid's younger brother. When we're fine, we listen to music and watch movies together. He really likes 'a pot of hot love'-"

She couldn't say anything anymore. Professor McGonagall covered his chest, unable to breathe, as if he was about to faint.

"Professor? Can we help?" Hermione asked cautiously.

The dozen students following her nodded silently, although they were quite shocked by their expressions - the giant is a very cruel creature in the wizard's record, and these students respect Hermione who can listen to music with the giant, and Harry and Ron who are absent.

If the time was not right, they would have given 100,000 questions to ask.

Professor McGonagall stared at Hermione and glanced at the students behind her, "I heard that Professor Black taught you a few practical formations in class? Let me see your achievements. In groups of three, hiding behind the armor and statues, don't easily emerge, just attack the professors' missed corpse. Remember! Report it immediately if you are injured, even if you have a little skin, the claws and teeth of the corpse are poisonous."

The students nodded silently, and the excitement on their faces restrained a little.

"Luna, Ginny, you guys are in the same group with me." Hermione whispered, and Ginny pulled Luna over. Hermione reached out and grabbed into the air. The golden flames made by ancient magic culture poured out from her fingers. Before they could land, they condensed into the shape of a firebird. It stretched its swan-like wings and flew quickly to the distance. Other students looked at her enviously.

Firebirds flew past the castle and illuminated a wide flat ground halfway up the mountain, where neatly tidy armor and statues stood, big and small, and even animals, now lined up in a row to form solid walls to block the corpse. Behind them were more than a dozen adult wizards, including professors in the school and people from the Ministry of Magic.

But compared with the huge number of Yin corpses, they seem pale in comparison and can only defend the main path.

These people had to stand in scattered positions, each responsible for a region, but were powerless to do anything further away. They had stopped beside a pine tree before, and seemed very interested in the things.

"We can only guarantee that we can clear a road first, and wait for dawn before we talk about it." Professor McGonagall said that she joined the battle again, waved her wand, and the grass that had just poked her head out of the ground grew wildly, tripping the approaching corpse. Hermione controlled the firebirds to throw balls of flames and burned them to ashes.

Two dementors floated in the distance in the air, like ragged cloth heads blown by the wind. They seemed to be a little afraid of this place. When Hermione raised her head again, the dementors had disappeared.

There were waves of wolf howlings in the forbidden forest, and she was not sure if it was a werewolf.

"I hope there are no dead people. Although we have prepared in advance, there are some things that cannot be controlled." Professor McGonagall said, looking at the green skull hanging in the sky.

As soon as the words were finished, the huge black magic mark, like a constellation, suddenly became extremely dazzling, and countless dazzling fireworks were blown out from the inside. People from all over Hogwarts raised their heads one after another. Accompanied by the huge explosion, the skull's chin broke, and the squirming snake in its mouth disappeared. Instead, a colorful fire dragon swam happily.

The skull's eyes were also replaced by two wheel-type fireworks that sputtered sparks while rotating. The whole scene looked extremely funny. With the help of the dazzling light, Professor McGonagall saw several black dots rushing out of the green clouds. She moaned softly, "It must be Fred and George. Even at this time..."

"They did a good job this time," Ginny said staring into the air, she shook her wand and threw out a spell.

"The bat spell is useless to the Yin corpse, Ginny," said Hermione, "You have to use flame magic to try the bright fire-" She was stunned and stared at the unlucky Yin corpse.

"Wow, what a big bat." Luna said in an amazement.

Finally, the Dark Mark and Weasley fireworks disappeared together, and the castle became dim again. Hermione, Ginny and Luna were standing in front at the moment, Luna controlled a white flame and turned her head and said, "We need a little light."

Someone thought of going with her. At the entrance of the castle, Cedric held a bright and bright ball of light in his hands, and the ball of light emitted a soft light to the surroundings. Behind him, students stretched out their hands, and their movements were uniform. Soon, the ball of light flew into the air like lanterns, and they were like moons, dotted over Hogwarts.

After doing all this, they trotted off the stone steps and came to Professor McGonagall.

Professor McGonagall was already a little numb, "Thank you, kids, in groups of three, don't get too close to the front..."

"Professor McGonagall, Mr. Kingsley asked me to tell you that the back door of the castle has been guarded. He doesn't need so many people on his side," Cedric said.

"Great." Professor McGonagall said with satisfaction, "We need manpower here, and there are too many places to defend... Since you are here, I can draw out several professors... There is more than one battlefield."

She was right. In addition to the Ministry of Magic far away in London, the village of Hogsmeade adjacent to the school, the school was divided into several battlefields - the walls near the Haeger's cottage, the front and back doors of the castle, and even the relatively calm principal's office can be regarded as a "battlefield".

Umbridge made the office mess.

At the beginning, she pretended to be a curious student, claiming to have obtained Dumbledore's permission to conduct an exclusive interview for the "Mysterious Wall Tab. She looked around, touched and touched the area, and raised her feet and grabbed the branch hat and shook it off. As a result, she had no gains except being choked by the dust and she cried.

She searched through all the places she could turn, the books in the bookshelf were scattered all over the floor, the wine in the wine cabinet was pushed aside roughly, and the inlaid wooden boards were stuck with a few oily finger prints, as if checking for any secret lattices.

As time passed by minute by minute, the shouts and riots outside spread here like a plague, but Umbridge had no expression of panic or surprise at all. She even wanted to break into Dumbledore's private bedroom on the second floor. Now the portraits of previous principals can finally be ignored.

The portrait of the principal's office shouted at her angrily—

"I've never seen a student like you!"

A fat wizard with a red nose said in the portrait: "Stop it! Which academy are you from?"

Umbridge tried several more times and found that she was blocked by an invisible film. Her magic did not work at all. As a last resort, she turned her eyes to the principal's desk. Umbridge stood on Mafalda's face and struggled to sit on the principal's chair and looked at it for a while.

"Obviously, I'm a Slytherin," she said casually.

"Lie Sperm!" said Sirius' great-grandfather, who was named Hogwarts' least popular principal, Phoenix Black, said, squinted his eyes and seemed to have just woken up.

"My name is Marfalda, you can have someone check it out," Umbridge said sweetly, "if you can do it, Principal Black." Then she ignored the accusations of the portraits and stared at a drawer of the desk.

The drawer was locked when she first checked, and she tried the regular curse and did not react at all.

There was no other way at the moment, she could only put her ideas on it. "I need a key." She said to herself, "I don't want him to wear it on her, so I'll get nothing." She thought hard, "If that key was in the room, where would it be?"

It took quite a while to finish her way through the drawer on the bottom of the other side, which was hidden under a thick stack of documents and letters. If she was usually interested in spying on Dumbledore's privacy and social network, it would be better to have some black materials.

But she just rolled the documents and letters into a random ball, and after fumbled around her, she took out an ancient key.

She held her breath and stuffed the key into the lock core. The "click" sound was like a natural sound. She pulled the drawer suddenly, and the magic glow illuminated her eyes instantly. She stared at the things inside greedily: purple-shirt wooden wand, black gem ring, locket, crown, and tattered diary.

In addition to the wand, locket and crown, the other two look dull.

"Slytherin's locket...Ravenclaw's crown..."

Umbridge shivered with excitement. She shouted "Thief! Shameful thief!" regardless of the portrait, "The Relics of the Slytherin and Ravenclaw Power of the Four Hogwarts," were said to have stuffed the relics of the goal of this trip, "hiding the secrets of the Slytherin and Ravenclaw power among the four Hogwarts giants, into their pockets, and then jumped out of the chair and was about to run away.

She knew that she had been delaying for too long, and the mysterious man promised to buy her time, but she didn't dare to be completely sure.

After taking a few steps, she suddenly stopped.

An idea came out of my mind: the mysterious man's desire for lockets and crowns is unrestrained. What about other things that can be alongside these two treasures? Is that magic wand a powerful wand? Is there any secret to the black gem ring? Diary...

Umbridge disdained the diary with a big hole in the middle.

Greedy desires gained the upper hand again, she turned back and reached out to the drawer. At this time, she heard a loud and loud cry, and a ball of fire appeared in the circular office, and a phoenix appeared from the fire.

Umbridge was frightened. She had never considered this situation at all. Is Dumbledore coming back? Her appearance was only a stupid portrait, and it was impossible to hide it from Dumbledore... For a moment, she seemed to have forgotten how to breathe.

Fox spread his wings and landed on the gilded perch by the door, looking at her in scrutiny.

The circular room was a little quiet, Umbridge slowly retracted his hands, showed the Phoenix his empty hands in a flattering manner, and moved towards the door step by step, "Don't let her leave! Fox, she's a thief!" a portrait shouted.

Umbridge's mind buzzed, damn, stupid portrait, you will definitely ruin you if you have a chance! Thinking this in my heart, her body was doing the exact opposite movement, and she hurriedly reached out and pressed it on the door handle, twisting it hard. She had heard the phoenix's angry chirping and the sound of flapping her wings. She pulled it hard and the door opened. Thanks to her current thin figure, much smaller than the phoenix with her wings. At the moment when she finally closed the door, Umbridge saw Fox's long pointed beak pecking on the door frame, knocking out several sparks.

"Bang!"

The door was closed, and Umbridge was very grateful. "Boom!" Another sound, she jumped up in fear and jumped up to the spiral stairs in panic. The stairs began to slowly descend automatically, but she couldn't wait. She stepped on the steps with her short legs and stepped on the steps to speed up. As soon as the wall cracked a gap, she couldn't wait to jump out, and then ran wildly in the empty corridor.

When she heard the door being knocked open, her heart was raised to her throat, and she rolled and crawled all the way to the moving stairs of the main building, and almost rolled down the stairs. She took a breath and ran down desperately, looking extremely embarrassed. But she wouldn't care, she was not using her face anyway.

She planned to make the girl a scapegoat from the beginning.

What she has to do now is to run to the abandoned classroom on the first floor and exchange it with the real Mafalda. Umbridge's eyes flashed with fierce light as he ran.

In order to destroy the evidence and get rid of suspicion, it is the best choice to let a body appear in the school.

The phoenix's chirping echoed in the castle corridor, Umbridge was so scared that he was even faster.

But she didn't have to worry too much. The phoenix's scream was not directed at her, but a certain ancient demon-cultural professor who was using a black hand. Fox knocked open the door, but was caught by a hand that suddenly stretched out from the air and shook his neck. Fox, who had never been treated so roughly, was so angry that he was furious.

"Easy," Felix said with a smile, holding Fox like a hen, and his other hand kept stroking its beautiful feathers, "Don't quit, you have to give her some time to escape, otherwise you won't be able to continue..."

Fox raised his slender and graceful neck, his eyes full of anger.

Felix took out a silver pocket watch leisurely, popped up the front cover and looked at the time. "Ji?" The voice of Valen came from inside. "It's not over yet, it's safest for you to stay inside." Felix comforted.

"Shi!!!"

"Uh, sorry, the little snake can't give it to you yet. There is a potential risk for using the Seizure-free Stretch Spell Nesting, and you don't want it to explode suddenly..."

Felix closed the cover of the watch, held Fox and walked down the stairs of the principal's office, looking into the distance through the window in the corridor on the eighth floor.

It was as bright as daylight, and brooms flew over the castle. He saw some familiar faces, and - as if comparing with each other, illuminated light balls flew out from various positions in the castle, and soft white lights superimposed together, turning Hogwarts into a world of light.

Hiding in the grass and behind the trees, the corpse next to the stone immediately jumped out of the hidden place like a headless fly, and instinctively fled to the distance, but was ignited by the white flames sprinkled from the flying broom whizzing through the air.

Dozens and hundreds of lighting techniques gathered together, and even half of the forbidden forest was lit up.

Felix finally let go of his hand, Fox broke free from his arms, and angrily spurted a few golden Mars at him, Felix waved at it, "Go and go, let Umbridge move, don't be idle, Voldemort shouldn't wait..."

Fox turned around gracefully in the air, dragged the two long feathers behind him and threw them on Felix's arm, and flew towards the moving stairs of the main building without looking back.

...

Harry breathed a sigh of relief at the broken wall of the empty wall. When he hit the back, he knew that the enemy would never succeed, and their support was continuous-

At first there were only Hagrid and Glopp. Later, he came and knocked down several dark wizards in one breath and dispersed the dementors here. Then they successfully met with the crazy-eyed man Moody and Tonks. Later, Ron brought Neville, Fred and George to come over. They followed Moody's instructions and formed a horn formation, so that Glopp could hide behind and throw stones. Those werewolfs, vampires, and black wizards could never get up again after being hit.

Sirius and Snape were also assigned by Professor McGonagall; Hagrid shouted and called the horseman, and when Professor Flevy and Professor Sprout also rushed over, the situation was completely stabilized. The invaders had to retreat outside the broken wall.

"Let's double-team!" Moody shouted. He snatched the broom from Ron, Fred, George, and Neville without hesitation. The twins were swearing and reluctant, but tonight he and Tonks did not use compound decoction because they were guarding the school walls, which made the magic eye in his eye socket turn rapidly, which was amazingly deterrent.

Moody glanced at Harry and did not ask him for a firebolt, which made Harry breathe a sigh of relief.
To be continued...