All things are three at Hogwarts

Among these logistics groups, the group of wizards who were previously in Leonard's defense zone in the United States were neither settled by Qiu Hou, nor were they assigned to the most intense and busy front lines. Instead, they were all handed over to Leonard's management, allowing this familiar person to The person responsible for the situation here continues to organize the running of the place.

"Uncle Leonard, I am also a contestant in the International Wizarding Duel Competition... I am stronger than many wizards from some countries who are placed at the forefront. It is not suitable for me to regulate these channels here." Ian He directed one pipe to the interface of the other angrily, "Since it happened in the United States, we in the American magic world must have some people on the front line..."

"There is no American wizarding world anymore...wait, is that Jessica?" Leonard activated his broomstick and stopped near Ian. While he was persuading Ian, they saw him wearing a Hogwarts uniform. Jessica also went down to the Great Wall.

This Hogwarts college student originally had his long hair braided into a bun at the back of his head. He also held a staff in his hand, and a wizard dressed as a priest from the Ravenclaw Temple. stand together.

And because the other party was closer to the front line than themselves, Leonard and Ian, the uncle and nephew, immediately stopped talking and flew up the Great Wall together.

Leonard frowned and said in an unhappy tone: "Jessica, what are you doing here? Allen has gone in. I think there will be danger soon. Come down from the city wall quickly. It's best to go back to the floating city..."

Ian was a little afraid to provoke the other party, but Uncle also had a look of disapproval on his face.

But Jessica began to explain carelessly. She spoke quickly and quickly, like a barrage of words. Her hand even anxiously held Ronald's arm. After listening for a while, the uncle and nephew looked at each other in surprise, and then they were surprised to find that Jessica has only been at Hogwarts University for a short time, but her strength seems to be growing faster than her peers.

Most of the students sent by Hogwarts University are responsible for logistics such as Greek fire pipeline work, and Jessica has become the elite of the university. They will work together with the clerical wizards sent by the Ravenclaw Temple. On the city wall, prepare several coordinated spells to deal with the undead.

In fact, the Ravenclaw temple wizards who were with Jessica just now have been dispersed to various parts of the Great Wall with some strikers as dedicated protection. They use the magic tools provided by the temple to perform ritual magic. , murmured spells and prayers, and placed defensive spells in various areas that ordinary wizards could not master and required the wizards of the temple to use divine magic to arrange them.

"How long have you been at Hogwarts? Are you so powerful?" Ian asked suspiciously. He obviously didn't trust his sister's strength.

"We are better at using wands with accuracy." Jessica waved the wand in her hand that she had maintained so that there was no finger mark. "You know, it can provide more magic power than a wand, but it is difficult to control. It’s hard to be precise with a spell that’s not that easy to cast.”

What the witch didn't explain was that it was actually Grindelwald who gave her a small start. The quality of her staff was obviously better than that of most of her classmates - and this mission was also considered a kind of gilding, because although they were also sent on On the city wall, but after all, they are different from the hodgepodge defenders on the outermost wall. In addition to being specially protected, their actions are nothing more than releasing spells from the back row.

"Ian, you stay here to protect your sister." Leonard obviously understands the intentions of Jessica and Grindelwald better than Ian. If there are members of the now annexed American wizarding community in the Magic Empire, Being in a high position here will undoubtedly not only ensure the interests of the American district, but also make it easier for American wizards to integrate.

At this time, they suddenly felt a burst of wind pressure and noise behind them. They turned around and found that the famous retired British former Auror, Mad-Eye Alastor Moody, had passed by them - what they had just felt It was he who caused that gust of wind.

"Don't chase me! Even if I can't stay with the armed Aurors, I will still be on the front line!" Moody's thick dark gray hair flew behind his head, and his scarred face turned his head from time to time, a demon Seeing his original eye looking in a different direction, he cautiously looked at the surrounding environment.

The prosthetic limbs installed for him by the Umbrella Group are light and labor-saving. The old man can jump a long distance in one step, which allows him to run much faster than normal people.

This made it impossible for Moody's energy to tell that he was an old Auror who had been retired for many years and suffered from injuries. The members of the Order of the Phoenix who were following behind were all out of breath - it was not that they didn't try. They had to use phantom, but when they teleported over and the smoke cleared and their figures were completely revealed, the old man had already opened the distance again.

At this moment, cheers came from behind them.

Dedalo Digg, who had been chasing until his face was the color of spoiled pig liver, just turned his head and looked around, and suddenly slowed down his pace. He was shocked and pulled Kingsley Sands, who was holding the corner of his robe in front of him. Kerr.

"Merlin, what are the Harrises doing here? Kingsley, go and persuade them to go back! Didn't Dumbledore ask us to protect them? Death will use them to threaten Principal Alan Harris!"

Kingsley, who was also an Auror and knew a lot about internal affairs, immediately put down the skirt of his robe, held Dedalo down, pulled him to his side and whispered: "Shh! Don't yell!... If a Harris If they don't appear on the city wall, what will the wizards who are placed on the ground think? How can they have the confidence to participate in the defense? Don't worry... You know His Majesty Harris's trick of multiple shadows, right? Those are all clones... Albus and the others They are protecting their bodies on the floating city!"

Regardless of the preparations or farce here, when most of the logistical work has been completed, the personnel who are not directly involved in the war have begun to take up their positions. The number of people traveling on the Great Wall has become smaller and smaller, and has almost stopped moving.

Just now, the wizards were busy with the tasks at hand. There was a lot of noise inside and outside the Great Wall, but not many people noticed it. But now on the Great Wall, which is gradually becoming quiet, people began to notice that something was wrong - the emperor of the Magic Empire was riding in a floating sky. The ship has been in for a while, and based on the range, it should have reached the core area, but there has been no reaction at all.

People suddenly noticed that the surrounding atmosphere had become strange and uneasy.

In summer, some hot and humid wind blew through their hair. I don't know if it was due to the mountains or their psychology, but it even made them feel a little cold.

As time went by, the rustling voices stopped, and this quietness made people more suspicious and fearful.

The living people on the city wall couldn't help but stare solemnly at the direction Allen was heading in the underworld. This silence was so oppressive that even the magical animals on the city wall felt uneasy, including those who shook their heads, those who paved the ground with their hooves, and snorting...

But the gray and defeated land in the distance was still like a mist, with no movement at all.