Chapter 1350: Hogwarts Holy War Lament

Harry looked at Cedric across from him through a hollow corridor.

The pride of Hufflepuff House, a warrior who once represented Hogwarts in the Triwizard Tournament.

He roared crazily, and Harry, with his sharp eyesight, could see tears of sadness on Cedric's face.

He waved his wand like crazy, slashing at the leprechauns that were rushing towards him, preventing the monsters from getting close to his beloved girl!

The girl in his arms had blood on her forehead. She was sleeping with her eyes closed, and her face was so peaceful.

The world was noisy, but Harry felt a hollowness in his heart.

"Move!"

Sirius yelled, and a stream of purple magic fire burst out from his wand, forcing back the leprechauns who were also rushing towards them.

It seemed as if it sensed the breath of life.

The remaining monsters that were climbing up the wall jumped onto this corridor one after another. The previously 'empty' corridor was becoming 'filled' at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"Move!"

Mr. Weasley roared back.

Harry came back to his senses, feeling confused. Instinctively, he looked at Hermione and Ron beside him. He wanted to ask his closest friends what they thought.
Hermione - she kept shaking her head slightly, covering her mouth with her hands, her eyes filled with tears. Ron was mumbling something, but Harry couldn't hear it.

"Don't hurt my students!"

Professor Flitwick yelled. Harry couldn't believe that Professor Flitwick, who had been teaching them spells and had a funny personality, could yell like that.

He was also more agile than Harry had expected.

Professor Flitwick, with his long robe tail trailing behind him, chopped with his wand to clear a narrow path for himself, and then rushed forward.

All the adult wizards here stood in front of the little wizards. Professor McGonagall turned the extinguished torches on the wall into a metallic rope and tied up several leprechauns.

Neville's father swung out several bright red curse lights in succession, and several ferocious-looking fire crabs were knocked to the ground. However, after stabilizing their bodies, they did not faint, but instead rushed towards them waving their claws even more fiercely.

"Be ruthless!"

Seeing this, Frank yelled,

"These monsters are not ordinary. Ordinary magic is useless against them!"

Then, Sirius and his men began their bombardment!

While holding up the magic barrier, they used control and explosion spells to repel the monsters blocking their way, clearing the way for the little wizards behind them!

Woo!
Suddenly, a sharp whistling sound came from the air outside the corridor where they were, and a huge black shadow blocked the hazy sky.

"Sirius, it's a dragon!"

Harry barely had time to roar before the dragon, with a wingspan of over twenty feet and sharp bone spurs on its back, descended.

Click!

The bone dragon's sharp claws were deeply embedded in the outer wall, and large pieces of rock fell down.

Boom!

The bone wings slashed across, and in a violent earthquake, several pillars supporting the corridor were cut off, and smoke and dust rolled out.

Harry's heart sank!
The huge body of this ferocious bone dragon, with its terrifying head raised as if it was about to swallow or spit out something, blocked their way forward. They could not move forward unless they killed it.

And every second of delay will attract more monsters.

"Roar!"

A deafening roar was heard, but it was not from the bone dragon that roared, but from Hagrid.

In the second that Harry hesitated, Hagrid had already taken action. He let out a feral roar and rushed towards the bone dragon with an unstoppable determination!

"Hagrid, you want it!"

Sirius, with a look of astonishment in his eyes, hadn't finished shouting yet--
Boom!

Hagrid and the bone dragon that was about to spit dragon flames had collided heavily!
The whole corridor began to shake.

Then--
The terrifying fire dragon was knocked out of the corridor and fell to the ground with a hissing sound, and Hagrid fell with it.

Harry saw Hagrid, who had Dragonkiss tied tightly, turn his head in the air and look at the people in the corridor. Harry saw Hagrid smile at him.

Then Hagrid and the bone dragon, who were entangled with each other, were swallowed up by the gray mist in the air and disappeared from his sight.

"Hagrid!"

Not only Harry, at this moment, many people let out heart-wrenching roars.

"Shut up, Hagrid may be fine!!!"

However, before everyone could vent their sorrow, Sirius let out an even more violent roar.

Harry looked at his godfather who turned his head to look at him. His eyes were as red as a hungry wolf that was cornered.
"We don't have time to be sad. There are at least several hundred children in the auditorium. Follow me and rush down!"

Harry's sobs were caught in his throat and swallowed, and what came out was a roar full of grief and anger like Cedric's before.

They charged into the burning world, clearing out the monsters that blocked their way. Cedric
He stopped moving when Professor Flitwick arrived.

He collapsed on the ground, holding the sleeping Qiu tightly in his arms, his eyes dead.
"How's the situation in Ravenclaw Tower? Speak!"

Sirius yelled.

"Many people died and were injured"

Cedric cried sadly, like a helpless child.

"Act as planned!"

Sirius pulled Cedric up and left the cold Qiu Zhang there despite Cedric's frantic kicking.

Harry saw his godfather looking at him, at his friends,
"Stay alive, understand? Use the skills that Amosta taught you."

There was no time for much goodbye as Sirius rushed upstairs with Professors Flitwick and Sprout.

"Hold on for twenty minutes!"

Professor McGonagall and Mr. Weasley also had to go upstairs and rush to Gryffindor Tower from the upper corridor.

Mr. Weasley looked at his children with reluctance, but he still left.

"Let's go down."

Frank took over Sirius's command of their operations.

Once inside the castle, things were a little calmer.

The biggest obstacle for them to go down was the broken stairs, and the monsters had not yet broken into the castle.

On the way, they met two young Ravenclaw wizards who were only in their second year and whose feet were crushed by the collapsed wall. They were sitting in the ruins and crying in despair.

Boom!

No one knew what was hitting the castle. Due to the violent shaking, all the stairs below were broken, so they had to take a detour to go down.

After walking through the intricate corridors of the castle for two minutes, Harry passed Professor Blaine's office.

The door of the office was wide open. Kingsley and the Ministry's strikers were not inside. There were only some unconscious Death Eaters in the office.

"It must have been Kingsley and the others who did it--"

Frank looked in briefly and said,

"There's no way to take care of them. We can't protect ourselves now."

boom!
"No!"

Amidst the terrifying roar, a heart-wrenching roar rang out. It was from a student.

"Do not!!!"

Harry was stunned for a moment, then he shouted,

"It's Malfoy!"

"That Slytherin student from last night?"

Frank hesitated, then made up his mind.

"We have to save him!"

Why did Malfoy let out such a desperate roar? Harry remained silent. He thought he already knew the answer.

They rushed forward for several dozen feet, then turned right, crossed a pile of ruins and came to a corridor that led in all directions.

The scene before them made everyone feel suffocated!
Centaur!

There were at least a dozen centaurs, and each of them was much stronger than the Ronan and the others that Harry knew!

But they were not the centaurs of the Forbidden Forest. Harry could easily tell from the gray mist rising around them that they were monsters.

They stood under the dome at the intersection of two wide corridors, holding their wooden spears high, aiming at -
Draco Malfoy.

He knelt on the ground, weeping, beside a man who had been pierced by a pitch-black wooden spear.

Even though the man had only one breath left, he still raised his wand and pointed it at the centaurs surrounding them. It was not until he saw Harry and his group running towards them that the wand slipped from his weak hand.

"Live"

Lucius gently wiped the blood off Draco's cheek. He looked at Draco with eyes full of regret.

Thousands of words finally turned into one sentence,

"I love you, son."

(End of this chapter)