Hogwarts: Dirge of Magic

Da-da-da-da-da-

Outside the trenches, various firearms roared continuously.

If it is not a charge, yelling on the battlefield is a taboo.

Although, compared with the sound of gunfire, the human voice seems so insignificant...

But if you listen carefully, there is a group of people who are roaring at the top of their lungs.

"Blazing flames", "cracking explosions", "shattered bones", "shattered", "boulders are flying"...

Yes, these people are the official Aurors and reserve wizards of France.

At first, the Muggle soldiers were amazed that this group of people was so funny, they did not carry guns on the battlefield but waved small sticks.

But when they saw the abilities of this group of people.

They went from shock at the beginning to joy, and now they are numb...

Wizards are human too, they can bleed, and unfortunately they can die if they get shot...

One of the three irons in life is to carry a gun together.

As the war fell into anxiety, and now it is retreating steadily.

There have been many touching events between muggles and wizards.

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The temporary hospital located in the inconspicuous valley behind the position was excavated by several wizards.

But then they left, leaving a few young wizards who had just graduated to work here with a group of Muggle doctors.

Supplies are extremely scarce now, unless important figures or wizards, other wounded have to enjoy Muggle surgery.

So, don't expect a quick recovery through wizardry after an injury.

Wails, muffled hums, and choking sounds filled the relatively wide cave.

Snapped--

The space at the entrance of the cave was distorted.

A witch appears holding a wounded man.

The condition of the witch was not very good either. She wobbled a few times and couldn't stand still. She accidentally knelt on the ground on one knee.

"Colonel Sophia!"

Although it is in the rear, someone must be on guard after all.

The little witch with a childish face holding a small wooden stick recognized the identity of the witch in front of her.

With a cry of surprise, she trot forward and reached out to take the wounded in her hand.

"Don't worry about me...save Dawson first..."

Hearing this, the little witch trotted all the way to the innermost wizard operating room, hugging the wizard who was a few circles older than her.

Seeing the shadows in the operating room, Sophia breathed a sigh of relief.

This witch was the lead witch whom Xifa had met with when she took Cassandra through the Alps during the summer vacation last year.

But this time she was no longer a major, but a colonel.

It's very simple, because of the war, apart from the fact that military achievements are easier to obtain than usual, there is also... her boss died on the battlefield.

hiss--

Sophia stood up from the ground unsteadily.

Because he was kneeling on the ground with one knee, the rough stones on the ground had worn away the skin of his knees and even stuck them together.

Fortunately, Sophia was also strong enough not to give up getting up because of this pain.

Focusing on an empty hospital bed, Sophia limped towards the bed.

The long hair that had been grown for a year was a bit messy after a fierce battle, but she had no intention of tidying up these small blemishes.

She didn't even have the mood to wipe off the streaks of mud on her fair face.

He took out his wand and cast the quick recovery spell on the scrapes and bruises on his body.

Then sprinkle white fresh essence on several deep bone wounds on the body.

After trembling for a while, Sophia, who was dressed more revealingly, was covered with fine beads of sweat.

Apparently, this isn't the first time she's dealt with injuries herself.

In the beginning, she was wearing tights, which gradually became damaged after each battle, and she had to pay attention to the injuries on her body, so she simply chose more revealing clothes.

After treating the injuries on her body, Sophia didn't care whether the bed behind her was clean, and besides, she didn't look clean either.

Sophia drank a bottle of recovery potion, laughed at herself, and fell on the smelly hospital bed.

Soon, she closed her eyes and fell asleep...

An hour later.

Sophia opened her eyes suddenly, and the candle-lit ceiling told her that she was not on the front line now.

I felt my body recover a lot of strength.

Sophia quickly got up from the bed and straightened her tattered coat.

at this time.

"Major Sophia! Senior Dawson's injury has been treated!"

The little witch who received her looked at herself with adoring eyes and said in a sharper voice.

"Well, thank you for your hard work! Come on! I believe you will become a witch like me!"

Sophia stroked the little witch's clean and tidy hair with her bandaged hands.

The little witch didn't mind either, instead she squinted her eyes like a cat, with a look of enjoyment.

...

"Dawson, at that time, you didn't have to block that spell for me! At that time, you were exhausted! You..."

As soon as Dawson opened his eyes, he found that his beloved senior sister was sitting by his hospital bed, but what greeted him was not a gentle greeting, but a swearing abuse.

She deserves to be the senior I caught a glimpse of. Whether it was her heroic appearance at the beginning, or the more embarrassed but more feminine appearance now, I have always expressed my obsession with it. very good!

"Senior Sophia, you know it! If you resist that spell, we will have no chance to leave..."

When Sofia said she was tired, her face flushed slightly, her chest heaving and breathing hard, Dawson interjected.

Indeed, for the safety of their subordinates to evacuate, the two of them ordered the others to leave quickly, and the two of them cut off the rear.

Soon, Dawson's magic power was completely squeezed out, leaving only a little magic power from the entourage's appearance.

And Sophia is almost exhausted.

At this moment, a powerful explosive curse was shot at the two who were about to leave.

Without hesitation, Dawson propped up an iron armor curse with his last magic power.

Obviously, this Iron Armor Curse cannot stop the powerful Explosive Curse.

Fortunately, he bought time, he just pushed Sophia to the ground.

The explosion sounded not far away.

Standing in front of Sophia, he was seriously injured by the aftermath.

If Sophia shot, they would indeed be safe, but Sophia would also lose the magic of long-distance apparation.

Dawson and Sophia couldn't escape the danger at all.

Sophia was silent.

The shy boy who followed him submissively and obeyed his words back then has changed.

But... I don't hate this change.If it were not during the war, maybe I would really agree to his marriage proposal?

"It's fine to call me Sophia in private from now on, it's too natural to bring a senior sister!"

Seeing himself scolding Dawson for a long time, the stimulation to him was not as great as the emotional ups and downs caused by this sentence.

Sophia couldn't help being angry and funny.

"Sophia, what do you say about Mr. Flamel? Why didn't he come to the battlefield to help us? And Mr. Dumbledore, isn't he our ally?"

Dawson's words brought Sophia's thoughts back to reality.

"Then have you seen the Lord of the Shadow Empire and Grindelwald appear on the battlefield?"

Seeing Dawson's bewildered expression, Sophia let out a long sigh, why was she so moved by this elm head.

"The top battle strengths of the two sides contain each other, and they will not end easily."

Dawson nodded half understanding.