"Mr. Longbottom, leave that pillar alone. You've been busy all day. Go eat and rest."
Inside Hogwarts Castle, Neville held up his wand, attempting to repair the buildings damaged in the battle.
However, Professor McGonagall stopped him.
The school's damage was not important, and before long they would all have to mobilize. There was no need to waste their energy now.
Hearing Professor McGonagall's words, Neville looked reluctantly at the damaged building, but obediently nodded. Still, as someone who did not know the coming battle plan, he voiced his doubts.
"Professor McGonagall, those buildings might be able to shield us in the next battle. After all, we're more familiar with Hogwarts."
"You're right, Mr. Longbottom." Professor McGonagall nodded first, then adjusted her glasses. Firelight reflected off the Lenses, obscuring her eyes. "If possible, I would like Hogwarts to remain completely undamaged. But right now, your condition is more important."
"Oh, all right, I understand..." Neville scratched his head in confusion.
In the previous battle, Professor McGonagall had urged them to make repairs. After all, the battlefield was Hogwarts, and having familiar buildings around always gave the students an advantage. Why was this time...
But before Professor McGonagall could continue, both of them suddenly raised their heads toward the ceiling.
"Professor... am I seeing things..." Neville drew his wand.
The ceiling was slowly shaking. The movement was not severe, but it was the first time anything like this had happened at Hogwarts—this ancient castle had never displayed such obvious trembling, even in the fiercest battles.
Professor McGonagall's gaze sharpened as well. She did not understand what was happening either—she was the headmistress!
Drawing her wand, Professor McGonagall said quickly, "Mr. Longbottom, I need you to notify the others and have them prepare..."
Before she could finish, the two of them saw