Fire Bearer at Hogwarts

Chapter 337 Astra's Charge Never Stops (Subscribe)

"Mr. Unfaded...Mr. Unfaded?" Harry was stunned, he couldn't help showing a look of surprise when he looked at the knight in front of him.

"Someone promised you." Unfail did not look back, he just spoke quietly, and then clenched the big sword in his hand.

"Please inform Your Excellency Dumbledore." His ethereal voice came: "Someone will guard here."

Hearing what he said, Harry nodded immediately. He looked at his companions who fell beside him, and then raised his wand high.

"Red spark."

Thanks to Lupine, who, as Harry's only serious Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at school, taught Harry this.

A red comet chased the sky with its gorgeous tail flames, and shot out a lot of fireworks in the downpour. I believe that even Dumbledore, who was staying in the principal's office, should be able to see this spell.

Hearing the sound of sparks exploding above his head, Bufa raised his big sword slightly horizontally.

"Come on anyway..." he said, looking at the dementors that were about to move.

At this moment, the water droplets seemed to be still in the air, and everything around him became slow in his perception. The liquid lightly hit the tip of the sword, and the slight ripples caused also made the dementors in the distance move.

They pressed towards the knight in front of them like a dark cloud, and they could feel that the guy in front of them...had enough power to threaten them.

"hiss……"

A powerful cold wind hits towards the unfading, and it is this cold wind that makes the big sword in his hand covered with silver light. He holds the big sword high, as if all the surrounding wind is rolled up on it, and then he is like a swordsman. , he slammed the big sword down.

In Harry's surprised eyes, a huge sword energy gushed out towards the distance, mixed with the sound of whistling and smashing treetops, and even the surrounding rainwater was swept away by the hurricane.

With the sternest storm sweeping towards the dementors.

"boom!"

The sword qi collided with the dementors, smashing this collection of the darkest creatures into pieces, but also because of this, these scattered dementors began to attack Unfading.

"Shua!" The unfading great sword swept across, cutting off an approaching dementor at the waist, and then accompanied by a sharp rotation of the sword, twisting the other approaching dementors into pieces like a tornado.

The indestructible monster in front of the curse is just an ordinary flesh and blood under the ordinary sword of the knight.

"boom!"

The blade of the great sword blocked a dementor's attack, and then plunged the blade into the attacker's chest without taking his hands off.

"Ow!"

In the sharp voice, Harry covered his ears, and in the sharp voice, the dementor also turned into a little light and gathered on Unfaded.

A lone knight is like an island in the tide, and the storm around him intensifies, but for a fortress made of solid stone, the idea of ​​shaking is nothing but vain.

Unfaded is like a dancer wielding a great sword, and no dementor can break through his defenses while swinging.

But in the mighty fortress, it is not foolproof. A dementor managed to find the gap, and it swooped down from a high altitude, attacking towards the top of Unfading's head.

Although he was only holding a pair of gauntlets with a big sword, when facing an attack from the sky, he had to raise the big sword to block.

And this block showed a flaw, and several dementors immediately came forward, they spun around the unfaded body, and then used their sharp claws and mouthparts to continuously absorb strength from the unfaded body.

That is the power that has just been taken from their fellows, and that is the power of all emotion.

"Haha!" Unfailed shouted loudly, spun and swept away the surrounding dementors, and under the dancing of the big sword, several dementors became the dead souls under the sword.

But soon, another dementor attacked from behind, it tightly grasped a gauntlet that had not faded, and then crazily drew power from it.

"Call God's Guard!" Harry waved his wand quickly, and the silver energy body rushed straight at the dementor, forcing it to float back under the white light.

"Snapped!"

The wounded Unfailed stuck his greatsword on the ground. He already looked a little scarred. Apart from the mottled and dim light on his gauntlet, his greatsword gradually became empty due to lack of energy.

Putting it on his big sword, he took a deep breath without fading.

"Someone can't fall yet." Accompanied by an ethereal voice, he raised his weapon again.

"Come on anyway..." he yelled loudly, and the sound of piercing the thunder caused the dementors to launch another wave of offensive.

They continued to sweep through the darkness and rush towards the knight. Under the powerful negative energy, even the raindrops were stained with ice crystals, and even made a crisp sound unique to crystals when they fell on the ground.

"Bang!" Unfading opened a dementor again. Today's big sword can no longer be called a big sword. The damaged sword is stained with white cracks, and even the unfaded gauntlet is full of cracks. If only the fire dragons from ancient Gwyn's faith were broken.

"what!"

With another sword swing, a dementor was swept aside, and next to him was Harry waving his wand. His hair was wet and his glasses were full of raindrops, but in such a dangerous situation In any situation, he must also swing his wand against the enemy.

"Call God Guard!"

The white light flickered again, but it had gradually begun to dim. It was obvious that Harry, a student, was exhausted. His speed of waving his wand became slower and slower, and more and more dementors gathered around him. .

"Back back, Mr. Potter." The unfading voice came, grabbing the gap between the dementors, and he threw out another burst of sword energy, successfully forming a short open space around him.

"I want to help you..." Harry shouted, he watched the dementors around him warily, knowing that he couldn't take a step back.

"Listen to someone." Not faded quietly said: "A certain person once swore to fight for the weak and poor."

"Now is the time for someone to fight."

"But even if the blade is heavy, it is not indomitable..." Wei Fai looked at the dementor who charged again and lowered the blade slightly.

"A certain person is the knight of Astra..."

"Astra's charge never stops."

"Someone is coming."

The lonely knight holds the lonely sword. Behind him is a lonely child and a lonely rain. In his heart, there is a lonely country that has long since disappeared.

The lightning strikes the air, and it is precisely when the blade is about to strike the air.

"boom!"

Another white light flashed, but this time the white light no longer came from Harry's wand, instead, it came from Hogwarts under the wind and rain.

The light that was as bright as day instantly enveloped all the dementors. Under this terrifying power, they screamed and began to retreat, and then continued to climb and fly in the storm.

Obviously, this more powerful Patronus Charm made them afraid, and they had to give up their goals and choose to leave.

"Nice job, Mr. Faded."

"Nice job, Harry."

An old man walked quietly in the rain, and at the same time, he held up his magic wand.

Those blue eyes looked at Unfaded and Harry quietly, and then blinked lightly.

(End of this chapter)