The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

Mr. Harker's army moves faster than Antony could have imagined.

He even wondered if there were troops stationed around Godric's Hollow, otherwise they would never have reacted so quickly.

Because, after the second plane lifted off and disappeared in Vinton, a burst of gunfire came from the forest on the edge of the town.

The artillery fire raised huge plumes of smoke, and even the snow in the sky melted instantly.

The snowflakes condensed into water and fell to the ground, burying the smoke and dust.

But the hazy water mist still formed a clearly visible wall of smoke.

"It's indeed a good idea to clear the way with artillery fire." Anthony was silent and nodded.

Facing the unknown ahead, it is always the most correct choice to wash away the ground first.

However, this time, what they faced was not a magical trap, but a whirling illusion carefully constructed by Voldemort. Unless its core was destroyed from the inside, otherwise, the destroyer had magical skills that far exceeded Voldemort, and used profound knowledge to Find the gap in the illusion and tear it open.

Otherwise, the physical shock wave generated by the artillery fire will not affect the illusion itself at all.

However, although the artillery fire could not destroy the side walls of the illusion, it greatly attracted the attention of those hateful beasts Dementors.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and a terrifying oppression spread across the horizon.

They roared, crossing the skyline, heading towards the Muggle army outside the illusion.

"Oops!"

"Oops!"

Harry and Anthony sighed almost simultaneously.

Hundreds of dementors charged into the Muggle army, with disastrous consequences.

Moreover - Harry and Ron were not far from the dementors themselves, who could guarantee that the group of dementors would not attack them?

"Harry!" Ron yelled.

At this time, the dementors were already very close, as if they would rush over and devour their souls in the next second.

At this critical moment, the surrounding sky suddenly became stagnant, and everyone was trembling.The sky seemed to split open at the gate of heaven, like a mirror cracking, and the illusion that stretched hundreds of feet suddenly collapsed.

"Explosion, so fast?" Anthony looked down at the pocket watch in his hand.

There are obviously still more than 20 minutes left before the time he set - Damn terrorists, do you even have such a large tolerance for something as important as a bomb?

Damn it, it's time for him to get out of here.

Soon after the explosion ends, he will enter the cracks again, and Hermione...

But at this time, the illusion has opened, and the endless Muggle army on the road has no end in sight.

Tanks, self-propelled artillery, armed helicopters and other new weapons all appeared in crazy numbers.

If a small country saw this, they would think that World War III was about to start.

"Oops!"

Dementors all over the sky drove crazily towards the suddenly large Muggle army. Soon, many soldiers felt that the temperature around them suddenly dropped rapidly, and even a piece of fine frost appeared on the steel chariot.

"Harry! Muggles can't see dementors." At this time, Ron was the first to realize the seriousness of the matter.

After several soldiers near the illusion fell down, he finally remembered the classroom knowledge taught by Professor Lupine.

Dementors, this magical creature, are different from other magical animals. Muggles cannot see his dark appearance wearing rags.

If they can't even see, how can they defeat it?

"Let them retreat quickly!" Harry also realized the disastrous nature of this battle.

This was simply not a battle, but a one-sided massacre.

And there is still no suspense.

Harry opened his legs, but despite his dangerous situation, he ran quickly in the direction of the army.

Ron was responsible for breaking up the rear. He held up the faint silver smoke and struggled to resist the dementors who wanted to attack them.

"Get away, you can't see those creatures, they are attacking you!" Harry shouted.

The sound soon attracted the commanding WIC personnel on an armored vehicle in the center.

"That looks like Harry Potter." Someone recognized the child running towards them at a glance.

"It's him, I remember the information."

"What is he saying?"

"There seems to be some invisible creature attacking us." The staff officer responsible for judging the battlefield situation immediately noticed the abnormalities of some soldiers in the team.

Those soldiers suddenly fell to the ground, then twitched all over, and their eyes were wide open, as if they had seen some terrifying creature. Then, a ray of light slowly flew out from their mouths, and then, those soldiers were no longer alive. .

In an instant, the several people on the armored vehicle felt as if they had fallen into an icehouse, and a biting chill rushed from the soles of their feet to their foreheads.

"Order the entire army to retreat!"

The commander almost shouted as he read out these words.

"Yes!"

The communications trooper immediately picked up the vehicle-mounted channel and relayed the commander's order.

But sometimes, it's already too late.

Hundreds of hungry dementors were already surrounding the Muggle army, staring eagerly at their food.If the army wants to withdraw at this time, it is tantamount to wishful thinking!

"It's too late, Harry!" Ron looked at the fallen Muggles in confusion again.

This had a great impact on him. That was a living person, not an Acromantula!

Anthony can kill hundreds of Acromantulas with a single fire, but he would never do this to humans.

Seeing those soldiers with blind eyes falling miserably, he felt a sense of powerlessness in his young heart that was enough to bury his thoughts.

"We must do something!" Harry looked at those terrifying animals with deep eyes.

"I-what else can we do?"

"We are wizards! Ron! We are the only ones who can deal with the Dementors!" Harry suddenly turned around and stared at Ron and shouted with a firm face.

"There used to be professors, Anthony, Hermione, and even house elves! But this time we are the only ones left!" Harry suddenly burst out with an aura that Ron had never seen before.

He rushed forward firmly.

The magic wand in his hand kept casting spells.

He used the Patronus Charm with great proficiency!

All dementors who wanted to 'kiss' the soldiers were turned away by him.

Such a remarkable feat naturally attracted the attention of other Dementors.

But Harry was like a true warrior, completely ignoring the threats in front of him.

He jumped from the ground to the top of a certain chariot, and none of the soldiers stopped him.Although they couldn't see those monsters, no one was a fool. The companions around them fell down one by one. There must be something attacking them around.

"Hoo-god!! Guard!!!" he shouted, raising his wand.

Then, a wisp of shapeless smoke came out from the end of the raised wand, and then the smoke quickly condensed, and a dazzling silver animal jumped out.

Harry squinted, he knew what his Patronus was.

Like his father, a stag.

The stag crossed the horizon and galloped towards the sky on the raindrops.

In an instant, hundreds of dementors suddenly received a fierce attack from powerful white magic. They retreated, collapsed, and disappeared into the darkness of the sky again.

"Harry!" Ron was shocked. He had never thought that Harry could cast such a powerful Patronus Charm. Under Harry's inspiration, Ron also raised his wand and chanted loudly. Cast the patronus spell.

Then, out of a cloud of silver mist, a hunting dog rushed out.

It looked similar to Sirius's Patronus, but not as vicious as his.

The two patron saints, one large and one small, formed a silver screen of light and rushed towards the sky together. Finally, in front of their powerful strength, the dementors were completely defeated. Those abominable evil things ran around one by one, and soon It quickly disappeared into the sky.

"I-we won?" Ron, who had survived the disaster, gasped and looked at his hands in disbelief.

Which patron saint, a powerful physical patron saint, was actually released by him.

Even he couldn't believe it!

The soldiers on the side were even more shocked.

It is true that Muggles cannot see Dementors, but when the Patronus hits the Dementors, the silver light will outline the Dementors' appearance.

They were dumbfounded.

The sky was so dense it was suffocating.

And the child who single-handedly resisted this terrifying creature frightened them even more!

Anyone who can join this army is not a rookie.

Most of them had witnessed the Battle of London, and they had seen the methods used by wizards, but it was unheard of for Harry to release such a huge range of magic by himself.

I remember the last time such a spectacular magic was released, Dumbledore led a Hogwarts professor and the Ministry of Magic to jointly release a protective dome.

"It's really terrifying!"

Many senior officers sighed slightly in their hearts.

The magical world is also full of talents, and there are people who will succeed them!

Harry's sudden outburst also shocked Anthony. In the past few months, Harry's mood has been very low, and Voldemort's thoughts are constantly intertwined with him. It should be said that if it were another person, let alone summoning a complete guardian God's spell, even if you can recite this spell without getting hurt, it is already amazing.

After all, you want to use white magic to exchange thoughts with the most terrifying and evil person in this time?It's just a dream.

But Harry...

Sometimes Anthony had to admit that Harry was indeed qualified to be a savior. It was a miracle that he could still maintain a good heart despite the hardships he had experienced.

If it were someone with a slightly less determined will, I'm afraid he would have turned dark long ago.

While sighing, Anthony ran towards the town.

He had plenty of time.If it weren't for that damn shoddy bomb.

From a distance, Anthony had already seen Dumbledore and Grindelwald uniting to fight with Voldemort.

The aftermath of their battle covered almost the entire town.No matter how this battle ends, Godric's town will cease to exist.

"Fortunately, it's not too late."

Anthony calmed down, and then quietly walked towards the crack in the ground in the center of the square without looking back.

This was the third time he had passed through the fog.

Three times, the mood was different.

Especially this time.

The strange smoke slowly eroded his body, and Anthony felt that his eyes suddenly turned white. When he came to his senses, he was still in the mirror world.

"Hermione?"

Seeing her figure again, Anthony felt as if something was pressing against his throat, making it difficult for him to swallow, but it always reminded him that that thing existed.

He was really afraid that it was just her ghost before him.

If you walk over by yourself, the figure will drift away in the wind.

Like a hard-working little bee, she was moving the Muggles on the ground one by one to a room not far away.

Hermione is always kind and has stars in her eyes...

If he had slowed down a little and just waved his hand to save these Muggles who were unconscious and even had their souls devoured, maybe Hermione wouldn't have wasted her time here, and maybe she wouldn't have stayed here to meet Voldemort. .

Maybe...

There was no chance anymore, Anthony clenched his fists, and then walked towards the house where Hermione was moving Muggles.

Wearing an invisibility cloak, he stood in the corner of the room, staring at her.

But time never stops, it flows forward, and soon a figure suddenly appears in the seam.

Voldemort.

And his past self also appeared at the entrance of the cellar.

Everything is playing out just as he remembers it.

The only difference was that this time, Anthony had quietly walked up to Hermione who was hiding behind the door.

I am sorry.

He whispered in his heart.

Then, he stretched out his wand, and a red light came close to Hermione's side and penetrated into her ears.

"Passed out!"

Then, Hermione, who was looking intently at the sudden change in front of her, suddenly felt that her eyesight became dim, and then a sudden blackness obscured her vision.

Then Hermione fell straight into Anthony's arms.

And Anthony didn't hesitate at all from beginning to end.

Holding Hermione in his arms, his hand slowly passed through a piece of her hair.

Then he took out another bottle of magic potion from his pocket.

That was Hermione's work, and she silenced certain forbidden potions during that time.And this vial is the magic material he provided.It took Hermione a little over a month and a half to brew it.

Compound Potion.

Hermione's Polyjuice Potion.

Added to her hair, the smell is slightly sweet, with the fragrance of jasmine.

Anthony, still transformed into Hermione, stared at Voldemort and his past self in the distance.

That's what he came up with.

Now he has the magic of love in his body, which can resist Voldemort's killing curse, and even rebound to kill him.

With him pretending to be Hermione, she wouldn't be hurt whether the plan worked or not.

Moreover, this is also consistent with the trajectory of time.

It was indeed Hermione who saved him.

"I want to watch that light disappear from your eyes, and in the end, your soul will belong to me, and I will torture you for 1000 years, 1000 years!!!"

Voldemort's hysterical voice could be heard in the distance.

Anthony knew it was time to show up.Then it happened just like it had happened a thousand times in history.

"Avada...."

"Do not!!!"

From a house in the distance, a scream of "Hermione" suddenly came from the house.

Then she sprinted out, her steps firm.

"N-don't come here, He-min."

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Do not----!!!"