HBWnovel Chapter 294 is called "Longbottom"
Chapter 294 is called "Longbottom"
These wizards are lucky.
They twice escaped the detection of Hogsmeade's magical protection - Hermione and Wednesday, the targets of the initial malicious behavior, happened to be away from the village. When the target turned to Neville, the boy happened to be saying goodbye to his grandmother and was out of the detection range. .
This group of wizards is also unfortunate.
Who is wrong to offend, Mrs. Longbottom who killed the Auror and escaped successfully?
I don't know what kind of magic the old lady hid under the box. The huge battle instantly attracted the Aurors stationed in Hogsmeade, as well as wizards and wizards from all walks of life to gather together.
But once this happened, the situation got a little out of control.
The Aurors who were rushing to the scene of the battle felt numb, turned around and roared at the young wizards who were swarming towards them.
"Go back here the hell!"
"Are you coming here to deliver food?"
To be fair, these Aurors were right and they didn't have any selfish motives.
As being sent to guard the only pure wizard village in England, and responsible for the safety of a large number of wizards who can beat them to pieces, this group of people certainly neither surrendered to Fudge nor favored Scrimgeour, nor did they even participate. The fringe of any clique.
But just a few people can't stop the enthusiasm of the melon-eating crowd.
As a result, the advantage Mrs. Longbottom had gained after the battle began disappeared in an instant.
What's even worse is that this messy situation caused an Auror to make a very wrong decision.
He issued some strange call in the direction outside Hogsmeade...
Frost passed over the treetops outside the village, freezing the green branches and leaves in summer. With the passing of those dark shadows, the grass and trees instantly withered away in a way that should not have come.
A certain pair of red-headed twins who were jumping up and down in the crowd, urging everyone to eat melon quickly, just instinctively felt a tightness behind their backs, so they looked up to the sky.
There, ghostly figures were approaching quickly, breaking into the restricted Hogsmeade.
"Dementor... Dementor!"
A scream broke out from the originally enthusiastic group of young wizards.
The red-headed brothers suddenly had a premonition of impending disaster, and their first reaction was very nonsensical...
Will Rhine hang the two of them in the Hogwarts tower this time until they dry?
"wrong!"
The Auror who summoned the Dementors also realized that something was wrong, roared in despair and tried to reverse the direction in which the Dementors were gathering.
But I’ve been really hungry for these things recently.
Originally, they stayed in Azkaban. Although they couldn't feast on food and were half-starved and half-full every day, it was still quite sweet to go in for a walk from time to time and get some of the prisoners' emotions as snacks.
What has your life been like since you were sent here?
The school does not accept them, they are not allowed to enter the village, and passers-by are not allowed to catch them. Even if they are not picky about their living environment, they can live in the secluded forest outside the village and live a life of survival in the wilderness.
The feeling of hunger and thirst is growing day by day, after seeing the crowded scene below, and feeling the surging happiness accumulated by the little wizards after playing for a day...
A complete explosion! .seven
"Call... call the gods to protect you!"
Obviously, this was an Auror with a patron saint, trying to get rid of the swarming Dementors as soon as possible.
Unfortunately, I don't know if there is a problem with his skills, or if he has fallen into a state of calmness due to years of marginalization. Only a little white mist is sprayed from the tip of the wand, and he has never been able to condense the entity.
The more unable to condense, the more anxious he becomes;
The more anxious he is, the less he can concentrate.
The Patronus is not, as many people think, necessarily released by a pure white wizard, just like something like Umbridge has it.
The key to it, besides happy memories, is an unwavering will.
The Aurors are faced with the collapse of the situation. They may lose their jobs and go home when they go back, and the prospects of good work within the establishment will be ruined...
He can be firm!
The leader who kidnapped Neville never expected that the originally hopeless scene would actually... seem... seem... to be beneficial to him?
Mrs. Longbottom was finally convinced, completely convinced.
Dozens or hundreds of "ours" were not far away, but it turned out that it was of no use and they were all of no help. In the end, he ended up facing off against the bastard who had kidnapped his grandson.
"Get out!"
GuThe old lady glared and threatened the leader.
"You put it down!"
No matter how much she talks down to her grandson, she is still full of fear after all.
This roar was more or less a sign of fierceness and fierceness.
After such a fuss, the leader's mood stabilized and he smiled ferociously at Mrs. Longbottom.
"If you let him go, can you save your life?"
Neville, who was held hostage in someone's hands and dangled like a tattered sack, was so desperate that his eyes rolled out of his head.
Your question is terrible!
No one in this world knew his grandma better than Neville, and the leader's question was just trying to poke the old lady's scars.
As an existence like the old lady in the magical world, Mrs. Longbottom is full of love for her children and grandchildren, but her view of justice has a stubbornness that young people cannot understand.
That is the lingering sense of honor of White Fang's pureblood, and the sense of justice that his son and daughter-in-law gained through sacrifice.
If the leader throws Neville away and takes advantage of the chaos, Mrs. Longbottom might stop chasing him and protect her little grandson first.
But she was asked to force her to choose between personal love and justice?
Excuse me.
Sun, whatever I want;
Righteousness is what I want;
You can't have both, and you're going to sacrifice your grandson for righteousness!
"Neville!"
Mrs. Longbottom's voice trembled.
"Think of your father, your mother!"
If it were the little clever guy from the Weasley family, or the little useless snack from the Malfoy family, he would definitely cry and beg his grandma to give up her persistence for her.
But if the leader chooses to hold Neville hostage, he must endure Neville's unique stubbornness.
"Ow—!"
The leader, who was always hesitant, fearing that he would accidentally hurt Neville and lose his only bargaining chip, felt severe pain in his wrist, and was bitten by Neville.
"You - let - me - off -!"
He twisted his face and raised his hand to cast a spell on Neville.
However, Mrs. Longbottom quickly approached the leader with a speed that was almost impossible for an old woman.
The leader did not dare to neglect. He raised his wand and exchanged spells with Mrs. Longbottom. He could only raise his foot and kick out Neville who was hanging on his hand.
"Well--!"
Neville was hit in the stomach by a kick, and he could no longer maintain his desperate biting state. He flew far away with a "gurgling" sound. His whole body was almost fainted from the hot blood rushing to his head and the severe pain from his chest and abdomen. past.
When his consciousness almost left his body and he fell into a coma, Neville still tried to look up at the field to see if his grandma was at a disadvantage.
After all, Mrs. Longbottom is old. Making a surprise attack and turning around are her strengths. The younger brothers who quickly brought down the leader have consumed too much of her combat power.
With little support and her grandson couldn't ignore it, she could only choose the most disadvantageous way of fighting and fight against the leader.
Professor - where are you? ? ?
A strong desire burst out in Neville's heart.
Eager to become strong, eager to stand in front of grandma, eager to block the curses for her...
He has never been so eager to hold up a sky called "Longbottom" for this old woman who has shielded him from wind and rain for more than ten years!
"Truly—"
Neville's rolling posture suddenly stopped, his back was blocked by something, and he turned his head in shock with his belly up and his feet in the air.
Then, his eyes burst with joy and hope!
"professor!!!"