v2 Chapter 213： Fight against the corpse

Seeing Hermione's legs tremble slightly, Avon approached her.

Hermione turned her head and looked back at Evan in uneasiness. The brown eyes were filled with panic, as if to say something, but they opened their mouths and said nothing.

Ai Wen knows that Hermione must be nervous to the extreme.

Compared with other people, she is the only woman present. In the face of the monster of the corpse, the pressure is definitely extraordinarily large.

Without hesitation, Ai Wen gently held Hermione's little hand, her palms were all sweat.

Hermione, like the frightened deer, subconsciously wants to pull her hand back.

Ai Wen didn't let go, and then she seemed to realize that Ai Wen had held herself and her face was getting red.

"Avon"

"Don't be afraid, Hermione!" Ai Wen comforted her. "Nothing will happen. Believe me, no matter what danger, I will protect you."

"I know, I believe in you!" Hermione nodded stiffly, but her face smiled and took the initiative to hold Ai Wen's hand. The voice said firmly, "I said before, I will always believe you. !"

Looking at Evan and Hermione, who were whispering, Harry hesitated, quietly moving forward and coming to Sirius.

He also has something to say to Sirius, telling his godfather.

"Harry, are you scared?" Sirius did not look back. He looked gloomy and looked at the lake in front of him.

"I'm not afraid!" Harry shook his head, not sure, "but nervous, I never thought that things would become like this."

"Yeah, I didn't think things would develop like this." Sirius was silent for a moment, and looked complicated. "I thought my brother, Regulus, was a stupid, weak fool, but he was more than I thought. Brave, in order to stop Voldemort's conspiracy, he gave his life; I thought that the little dwarf Peter was trustworthy, and suggested that he be a secret person of James and Lily, but he is a despicable betrayal, it is me. Dead James and Lily."

Harry didn't know what to say when he heard that Sirius was referring to his parents.

He didn't know how to comfort Sirius. In his opinion, Sirius didn't have to blame this for the death of his parents.

"Sirius"

"I have been reading the wrong person, I didn't think about it, and I never thought of it." The little Sirius's mouth appeared a bitter smile, and said with frustration, "It's all my fault, I messed up everything, on James's business. This is the case, the same is true of Regulus. If I can talk to him that year, he may not die."

"He is a hero, Sirius!"

"Yes, he is a hero!" Sirius wiped his eyes and said with relief, "Harry, although I have been reading the wrong person, but one thing is certain, you and your father James are very similar, this is I am proud of you if the decision is not going to go wrong."

Harry looked at Sirius, and although he had always heard others say this, but this sentence was said from the mouth of Sirius, but it was particularly meaningful.

"Well, this is not the right place for a pleasant chat." Sirius regained its usual appearance and continued, "Come on, you can stand in front of me and let me see your combat skills."

When everyone was ready to prepare, Dumbledore tapped the stone pot with a wand and made a weak echo.

The center of the green liquid in the stone basin, which could not be touched by anyway, suddenly appeared a trace of sputum and spread from the inside out.

Like a signal, the lake is no longer smooth as a mirror, but is stirring vigorously.

Ai Wen looked up and saw a large dead body in the dark lake.

Bai Sensen’s head and hands emerged from the black water. Men’s, women’s, and children’s eyes were sagged, squinting, and squatting, floating toward the rocks.

"All petrified!" Harry yelled.

He raised his wand and pointed at the nearest corpse, and a red light hit it. The corpse fell back into the water, but stood up again.

Its dry hand slid across the lake, hollowed out, misty eyes staring at Harry, and the rags that were soaked in water were dragged behind him, and the faces of the depressions were sly and sly, looking extremely terror.

"Don't worry, Harry, it's not like this attack!" Sirius said, "The petrochemical curse attack range is not that far, you have to wait until they enter the appropriate attack range before attacking."

Harry nodded, holding the wand in his hand and staring at the corpse.

Two seconds later, the corpse climbed onto the rock. It was soaked in the white water by the lake and crawled forward as if to pounce on Harry.

"All petrified!" Harry shouted again, waving his wand in the air.

The red light flashed, the corpse fell and fell, and fell to the ground without climbing.

"A good attack is like this, aiming at their head position!" Sirius waved his wand and screamed a few spells. At the same time, he knocked down the three or four corpses and shouted excitedly. "Good, Harry, Let's try the obstacle curse and the curse. Have you learned these two magics?"

On the other side, Ai Wen is also fighting Hermione.

It can be seen that Hermione's theoretical knowledge is very strong. She knows a lot of curses, and clinker masters the specific skills of casting. However, her actual combat ability is weak, and she always misses or can't hit the key position.

Ai Wen knows that this is mainly a psychological factor.

Although Hermione didn't say anything on her mouth, she didn't want Evan to worry about herself, but she was afraid of these corpses in her heart.

For this, others have no way to help, only Hermione can overcome it.

Ai Wen looked at Hermione while knocking down a few corpses.

He turned his head and looked at Dumbledore. Dumbledore held his wand and didn't attack. He kept watching them. There was no feeling in the blue eyes.

Ai Wen thought about it and understood that Dumbledore was protecting them. He began to try harder magic.

A white ray of light flew from the end of his wand, and the corpses of the corpses had a deep mouth on the rags of wet clothes and cold skin, but no blood came out. They were ignorant and continued to push forward step by step, reaching out to them with a pair of dry hands.

Ai Wen nodded, as in the imagination, a magical spell that was as devastating to the surface of the body, and had little use for the corpse.

They don't feel pain, they are not afraid of this kind of injury, and they can't even stop them.

From this point, it is not as good as the magical curse, obstacle curse and other magic.

Ai Wen tried to attack a few more times. Dumbledore had just said that the best way to deal with the corpse was to use the fire, but now that Regus has not been found, it can't be done. He is not in a hurry, but instead treats these corpses as experimental subjects, ready to try the deformation class and several other powerful spells.

A few days ago, he had a duel with Snape, and he gave Aiwen a great inspiration. He never thought that magic could be used before.

He is going to practice with these corpses, which is a rare opportunity, neither dangerous nor practice to improve his spellcasting skills. (To be continued.)