Chapter 930 Break free! Longbottom
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Of course Haierbo can sense the fluctuation of magic power, but that doesn't mean that the men he created can also.
Neville covered his mouth and watched intently as the monster floated not far in front of him, and then drifted away along the street to the other side.
It wasn't until the other party was out of sight that his grandma gave Neville a hand. With a slight crackling sound disappearing within the range of the Nullifying Charm, the two disappeared from under the big tree.
Apparating feels like the whole body is being stuffed through a long, twisted leather tube. To be honest, even if you are used to this feeling, you should hate it or you will hate it.
And if he is revealed with his followers, the feeling of dizziness and squeeze will be even more obvious.
As soon as he emerged from an alley, Neville suddenly opened his mouth and took a breath of fresh air, barely suppressing the discomfort that seemed to be spit out on the spot in the next moment.
Unfortunately, what happened next left him no time to calm down the feeling of spinning around.
Suddenly, Neville was staggered by his grandmother.
He is still dizzy at the moment, and he can't stand firmly on his feet. But even so, he had to be dragged forward by grandma, even though he didn't even know where he was or what happened.
Turning his head suddenly, he realized why grandma dragged him away from this place in a hurry - because a monster was actually standing behind the position where he was just now.
If it weren't for the Illusion Curse on their bodies at this moment, they might be spotted by the monster as soon as they appeared.
Neville, who had covered his mouth before coming here, found that he no longer needed to let go of his palms.
Following grandma hurriedly out of this seemingly familiar alley, the two suddenly turned a corner, and soon Neville saw the old-fashioned red brick department store on the side of the road.
It turned out that the alleyway just now was actually near the entrance of St. Mungo's, no wonder he felt familiar.
Before entering Hogwarts, Neville would often accompany his grandma to accompany his parents—yes, because his parents had lived here for too long, their visit could no longer be called a visit.
And even after school, Neville would never forget to come here during holidays. Sometimes he came with his grandma, and sometimes...for example, in recent years, he would come alone to sit by his parents' bed for a while.
It's just that he came so frequently, and he hardly ever went to that alley, which is to the extent of occasionally looking at it when passing by.
Neville, who was a little stunned by the familiar alley, soon followed his grandmother to the window. But the grandma standing in front just looked at the dummy model inside, and didn't reach out to knock on the glass.
Neville subconsciously turned around and glanced at the street.
There were no Muggles left here.
People seem to have run and fallen, and there is no more noise in the weekdays.
Because of the sudden incident, all kinds of messy personal belongings remained on the snow-covered street, making the street look messy.
However, it was also because there were no Muggles fleeing in terror that the streets became extraordinarily quiet. In this way, the monsters wandering silently in the streets became more conspicuous.
Neville knew that entering St. Mungo's required knocking on the glass and talking to the dummy inside. Perhaps, Granny, she was thinking about what to do so that the voice of the conversation would not be transmitted to the monster while the dummy could hear it.
If they could, they could at least go to St. Mungo's for a while--it was undoubtedly a good place for emergency refuge.
But at this moment, two successive screams suddenly sounded from one end of the street, and then he felt the panicked shouts getting closer and closer to him.
Was someone attacked? Why is it suddenly ringing? Can escape the streets full of monsters roaming around,
That probably wouldn't be a Muggle.
A series of three thoughts flashed through Neville's mind, and he, who is kind-hearted by nature, couldn't help but want to take a look.
It's just that the fear of those monsters still lingers in his heart, making him want to help the other party, but he can't lift his feet anyway.
However, it didn't take long for him to discover that this unanswered question suddenly escalated!
Help--
...Who will help us!
But at the corner of the street ahead, two figures flashed out one after another, entering Neville's field of vision.
They were two young wizards, a man and a woman. They were all wearing thick overcoats, and they kept waving their wands, releasing flames of spells.
But to their despair, not only the effect of the spell was negligible, but also the number of monsters chasing the two of them gradually increased with the running distance.
To be honest, it is considered lucky to have not been surrounded until now.
Since both Neville and her grandmother Augusta were under the Disillusionment Charm, the two were unaware of their presence. And this point is also clear in Neville's heart at the moment.
Seeing that the other party is about to pass in front of me... This is a multiple-choice question that is so close at hand, but its options seem to be out of reach.
In an instant, the words that grandma had just said not long ago were placed in front of Neville at the same time as those two frightened faces.
Help! Is anyone here? We need help...
Remember, we can't do anything right now!
Save us!
Do you think this will make you look less 'cowardly'?
anyone there?
You're scared—cowardly bastard!
It was clearly just the moment when those two figures passed in front of him, but it seemed that there were two voices circulating alternately in his ears, constantly provoking his tense nerves.
That second seemed to be longer than the life he had lived so far.
I don't want to die—
When the two distorted faces due to fear and exhaustion flashed before Neville's eyes, the desperate cry of the young witch was as shocking as it exploded in his ears.
Call God to protect you!
Both the previous Auror and his grandmother chose to use the Patronus Charm when dealing with that kind of monster, so Neville subconsciously chose this spell at this time.
However, although he had practiced it many times according to Maca's information, he still failed to summon the physical patron saint.
Yes, even though the silvery-white mist he was able to release became more and more solid each time with constant practice, he had never summoned his patron saint.
Not even once.
But this time today, although Neville could feel the difference from the past when he chanted the incantation, the sudden burst of will also made the silver-white haze condense into a ball of light that shot out...
But you can't say that your patron saint is actually a ball, right?
But fortunately, even if it is not a physical patron saint, the sufficiently solid silver-white light ball obviously has a good strength. When it slammed into the closest monster, it actually knocked it down and fell back.
If it's not a physical patron saint, it can't just rely on spiritual will to make it move freely, but it needs to actively control it like an ordinary haze form.
Neville, who made up his mind to rush out, was uncharacteristically not flustered, but much calmer than before.
I saw that he no longer paid attention to the two wizards running behind him, but continued to wave the wand in his hand, concentrating on manipulating the condensed ball of light.
boom!
When Neville waved his wand and knocked another monster away, he didn't notice that the grandma who was standing beside him showed a faint smile at this moment.
As Neville's grandmother, when her son and daughter-in-law were tortured to insanity by the Cruciatus Curse by the Death Eaters, she never showed her grief. But in front of her grandson, she was even more calm and strict.
Of course she knew that Neville's shyness, clumsiness and introversion were due to the long-term depression caused by her parents' dementia, but she never thought of loving Neville as much as ordinary people.
What she did was to constantly reprimand Neville for his cowardice, educate him with the sacrifice of his parents, and even scold him for not being worthy of being his parents' child.
His parents are heroes, but he seems to be just a puddle of mud that cannot be lifted up.
To be honest, this can never be said to be a good way of education, but Mrs. Longbottom, who has been strict with herself all her life, is only willing to use this method to educate her only grandson.
Because the old lady believed in Neville, believed that he could break free from the shackles that she personally bound him, and become a hero who would not lose to her parents.
And now...
Call God to protect you!
She took a step forward and stood beside Neville, her wand stretched straight ahead.
In fact, although Neville broke out with unprecedented courage, he also cast a Patronus Charm that surpassed ordinary wizards. But in the face of so many terrifyingly strong enemies, his shots are just a drop in the bucket.
So, after appreciating how she got rid of the cowardly Neville, Augusta stepped forward in time!
In a trance, Neville suddenly found a silver-white animal rushing out of his side—the little guy was not too big, but his movements were swift and imposing, and he could even feel a sense of innocence in it. The power of fear.
He hurriedly glanced to the side, and sure enough, it was his grandma.
I still remember that when grandma went to Hogwarts, Professor McGonagall had a conversation with grandma. At that time, he felt that the two might be classmates or friends.
Could it be that his grandma was actually a very powerful witch?
When such a thought flashed through Neville's mind, the patron saint of Mrs. Longbottom had already rushed to a monster, and waved her front paw without hesitation from the front.
A flash of silver light flashed, bringing up wisps of black mist like ink...
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