Ashes of Hogwarts

The progress of the little wizards sped up.

In more than a semester of study, Hermione learned a lot from Ash.

With support and a human shield, her push speed has far exceeded that of Ashes, who came here for the first time.

Following the narrow and straight corridor to the outside of the house, an alley leading straight down appeared.

If it were normal times, there would be a fat and mysterious instructor on the covered bridge in the alley to teach them how to behave.

Tell them not to be too arrogant and send them back to the bonfire.

But luckily, she was ruthlessly eliminated by Hawkwood because she was too strong and did not meet the assessment standards.

There is a saying that goes well, no matter how strong you are, if you don't meet other people's standards, it's all nonsense.

After escaping a sneak attack, Hermione turned around and kicked the villager into the wall. Before she could finish the attack, the poor villager was concentrated by several magic spells and died.

You guys, a bunch of magicians, bully me, a villager with farm tools, okay?

This is not good!

The villagers who encountered the Gryffindor lion cub were pitiful, because once the energetic little lions survived the initial fear, their vitality would tear the enemies in front of them into pieces.

"Wow……"

The noise just now was so loud that for a moment, a large number of villagers were attracted by the sound and emerged from various nooks and crannies.

There are more than a dozen.

"Already, there is nothing to be afraid of."

The dozen or so village names just look a little more sinister.

They are Gryffindor.

Harry took out a large amount of magic restoring potions and distributed them to the young wizards.

"Higher armor!"

"Gryffindor!!"

With a war cry, Hermione, who had successfully transformed from a mage to a warrior, rushed forward.

He was about to rush into the villagers.

Brake, turn around, and switch out the two-handed giant sword.

All in one go.

The giant sword in both hands created a violent flow of air.

The few villagers at the front wanted to retreat, but a few shots of "Standing to Death" stopped them in place.

Blood spurted out, but quickly disappeared in mid-air.

Several villagers at the front were cut off in half.

After adjusting your mentality, you will find that the opponent is just a human-shaped enemy and has no humanity.

In this way, there is no burden to kill the enemy.

Hermione comforted herself like this in her heart, and then dealt with the enemy mercilessly.

The heavy two-handed sword is like a harvester, harvesting the lives of villagers.

As for those who are not dead on the ground?They have been reduced to rubble.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, only the little wizards were left in the alley.

"vomit!"

Hermione then spat it out.

The close contact, and the bloody scene caused by herself, finally made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, waves of warmth from the soul poured into her body, soothing her soul.

Hermione felt as if she could use more powerful spells.

Harry patted Hermione's back gently.The little wizards were also a little disgusted, but obviously Hermione received a stronger shock.Everyone comforted her.

"Hermione, if that doesn't work, let me do it."

Harry was interested in taking over Hermione's responsibilities.After all, he is a boy, and it is not good to let girls rush in front all the time.

"no need."

Wiping the corners of her mouth, Hermione stood up with her giant sword in both hands.

Her armor had been shattered in the previous battle.In fact, if Ron hadn't used the floating spell to control the hatchets of several villagers at the critical moment, she might have been eliminated.

Putting on the armor again, Hermione led the little lions towards the house at the end of the alley.

As expected, there was no one in the house.

After passing a small staircase, several people arrived at the other side of the house.

A road paved with gravel appeared.

The twisted road is long and surrounded by some big dry black trees.

The grove was lifeless, not even a bird could be seen.

Rarely, this is a road with no enemies.

On the right is a wooden bridge connecting to the sewer. The sewer door seems to be locked.

No one wants to drive it.

Without letting down their guard, the little wizards moved forward slowly.

Finally, a ruined prototype arch appeared in front of us.

"This looks like a cemetery."

A little wizard said.

On the wasteland behind the arch are large and small tombstones, as well as a large white tree that emits light.

"Look, Ron. The Godfather said that as long as you pick up a branch from that tree, you can understand the secret of Transfiguration."

Hermione made a rare joke.She had seen that branch at Ash's place and it was very magical.

Seeing Ron eager to give it a try, she quickly added.

"But I advise you not to do this."

She raised her head and pointed with her chin at the huge steel javelins on the cemetery ground that went straight into the ground. She said: "This is a bow and arrow shot by a giant. He will shoot anyone who offends this tree at any time. Our Armor cannot stop his arrows.”

Ron swallowed, stretched out his arm and looked at the giant steel arrow on the ground.

He found to his discomfort that these arrows were thicker than his thighs.

Prodigal son, how much does this cost? Why don't you just shoot here and don't want it?

Without any intention of alarming the giant, they quickly cleared away the living corpses in the house at the end of the cemetery, and Hermione and her group arrived at the last trail.

They seemed to have seen the end of the road, where a man with a silver cane was waiting.

"Everyone, it's the last section of the road, so be careful."

Failure before the finish line is the most regrettable thing.

Hermione didn't intend to be this person.

On the last stretch of the journey, everyone’s spirits were tense.

Armors flashing in various colors formed a solid square array. Each little wizard silently recited magic spells in his mouth, and their wands shone brightly.

When he reached Ash, nothing happened.

"Congratulations, Gryffindor."

Ash opened his arms, and these little wizards successfully passed the test.

Without the help of others, they relied on their own ability to pass the complete route from the city gate of the Undead Settlement to the courtyard of the cursed tree.

Although this has been weakened.

But don't forget, they are only eleven or two-year-old children.

What more could you ask for.

"Children, I can tell you the results of this course right now."

"Your wizard's grade in close defense class is O."

"Not only that, your grade in Defense Against the Dark Arts is also an O."

After the words fell, the little wizards were stunned for a few seconds, and then they jumped up excitedly.

"yeah!!"

"Long live!!"

“Wryyyy!!!”

There is nothing more exciting for the student party than successfully passing the final exam and going home with a perfect score.

Wizards are no exception.

Ash unfolded the space-time wall, and Hogwarts on the other side had prepared hot water and food for the little wizards.

Although it was only a half-day experience, such a hopeless and disorderly world will be unforgettable for them for the rest of their lives.