Wizarding Journey from Hogwarts

The yellow flash is like a crescent moon in the dark night, and every crescent moon flashes, accompanied by the fall of a head.

Neville seemed to have awakened his true talent. The lightsaber was like a flexible little fish, swimming around flexibly around him. Every time he swung the sword, a blood servant would turn into ashes.

The bright yellow lightsaber has a natural enemy-like restraint effect on the blood servant. Just a relatively deep wound can bring a devastating blow to the blood servant.

Neville has swung more than a dozen swords and eliminated more than a dozen blood servants. At the same time, the accuracy of each sword is also constantly improving. From the beginning of casual slashing, now he has begun to pursue the goal of hitting the vital point with each sword.

But it seemed that the brightness of the lightsaber began to dim, and sweat began to appear on Neville's forehead. His physical strength and magic power were greatly consumed.

The number of blood servants in the hall also began to increase, and Jean felt that if he swung a few more times, the lightsaber would break due to no magic supply.

"Lightning!" Hermione, who had been watching the battle, also noticed Neville's current situation, but Gene stopped her directly.

"He needs this opportunity to squeeze out all the potential in his body and wait until he is really exhausted before taking action!"

Hermione stopped working on the magic in her hand. She chose to believe in Jean, but at the same time she also kept a close eye on Neville. As long as there was any sign of danger, she would throw the magic in her hand out instantly.

In fact, Neville himself felt the same way. The magic power in his body had almost bottomed out, because every time he swung his sword and slashed, the magic power in his body was consumed. Being able to do this far exceeded his own expectations.

But he still persisted. This was the first time he stood in front of his teammates. The last time he took an adventure with his teammates, he could only be a nanny, taking care of his injured teammates.

But this time, he has been able to block the front, creating a lot of time for his teammates to rest or cast spells, or even escape.

After several more slashes with the sword, the accuracy of the sword was once again improved. Almost every sword hit the blood servant's vitals, but the bright yellow lightsaber had become extremely illusory, and seemed to break and disappear at any time.

Neville could feel that every muscle in his body was in pain, and there were many bloody marks on his body from being scratched by the blood servants, but he still endured the pain and squeezed every ounce of magic power in his body, hoping to be able to use it a few more times. sword.

But God did not follow his wishes. After slashing two blood servants with one sword, the bright yellow sword finally failed to hold up and shattered into light spots.

It seems that they were afraid of the lightsaber, so the blood servants did not rush forward in one fell swoop. However, after Neville lost his sword, all the blood servants immediately rushed forward and wanted to tear him into pieces.

"Frost breaks out!"

With a bang, several blood servants in front of Neville were frozen into ice sculptures.

Hermione learned this when her family visited the manor, and they were able to use it successfully at this time.

Waving the wand in his hand, he used the levitation spell to pull Neville, who had fallen to the ground, back to him, and shot out another lightning chain with his backhand.

The lightning was like a rabbit coming out to look for food in the dark night. It jumped back and forth nearly ten times in the darkness, forming a blue-white electric spark in the air, electrocuting the ten blood servants into coke.

Hermione seems to have a very high talent for spells, and it seems that no spell can trouble her.

When Draco learned Chain Lightning, it took him nearly a whole day, but Hermione learned it in only two hours, including the light strike array, which took only one day.

Therefore, Jean plans to train Hermione to become a real dark witch and wizard, just like Lena Inbas (the protagonist of the funny wizard). If she doesn't take action, it will be a devastating spell.

At this time, Hermione already had a bit of this style, and the power of frost burst and chain lightning was perfectly displayed in her hands.

Jean stood next to Neville and looked at the little witch, and couldn't help but smile.

I don't know if Harry and Draco can stop Hermione like this!

Under a blast of shattered bones, one blood servant was blown to pieces, but the other blood servants suddenly stopped.

Hermione didn't understand what was happening. A chain of lightning condensed in front of her wand again, but before she could launch it, the blood servants began to withdraw from the hotel and disappeared into the night.

Neville sat on the ground "What happened?"

Hermione didn't know what was going on. Her tense nerves suddenly relaxed. Her feet softened and she fell to the ground. She even forgot about the blood on the ground.

"I can only think of one possibility." Gene looked at the two of them, recalling what he had seen about the blood servants. "They should have been summoned by a high-level vampire before they left here."

"You mean, the vampire knew about the situation here and felt that the casualties were too high, so he called his slaves back?" The smart little witch understood everything and could draw inferences from one instance to another.

"That should be it, otherwise I wouldn't be able to think of other possibilities."

Gene looked at the battle between the two. The corpses of blood servants were already piled inside and outside the hotel, not counting those that had been turned into powder by Neville's chops. What was left behind were all the work of Hermione.

"They probably won't attack again tonight, but we'd better find another house!"

With that said, Gene helped the two of them up and walked out of the back door of the hotel.

The town fell into silence again, and it seemed that all the blood servants had evacuated the town.

Hermione had recovered by this time, and the two of them supported Neville and walked to another small building not far away.

After entering the small building, Jean locked all the doors and windows and used the transformation technique to reinforce them again.

After the inspection was complete, the three of them went to a room on the top floor, each with a bed. Hermione and Neville fell on the bed and fell asleep, forgetting even the blood on their bodies.

Jean stood in front of the window, looking at the dark mountains and forests in the distance. He didn't know where these blood servants had gone, and decided to check them carefully during the day tomorrow to find their hiding place.

There is also the high-level vampire hiding behind them. If he is completely eliminated, the three of them will probably not be able to sleep peacefully for the next two nights.

……

Deep in the woods more than ten kilometers away from the town, the trees here are dense and block out the sun. It seems that something evil is entrenched under the shade of the trees.

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a luxurious black robe was looking at the group of blood servants kneeling on the ground in front of him with a frown.

"A bunch of trash, dozens of them died!" The man's voice sounded a little gloomy, and his tone was very dissatisfied.

But when the blood servants heard the man's words, they didn't dare to resist at all, and could only lie on the ground and tremble.

The man no longer paid attention to these wastes and looked through the woods towards the small town in the distance.

"I didn't expect that a little wizard would come here and kill dozens of my blood servants, but I will personally accompany you to have fun tomorrow night!"