The battle to defend Hogwarts was going well so far.
At least, apart from the Giants, Voldemort's army had been almost entirely killed or wounded.
The powerful fighters brought over by the Death God, who possessed the strength of Grand Mages or Archmages, had also almost all died at Severus Snape's hands.
During that time, Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, and Sirius Black had also fought powerful opponents, teaming up in groups of two or three.
If Severus Snape had not intervened in time to kill his opponent, Draco Malfoy might well have tried another summoning.
"What a shame. If I could still use my Thunder God's Hammer, I'd hammer them all to death."
Standing on the battlefield, Draco Malfoy looked regretful as he thought of the Thunder God's Hammer, which still lay in the Simple Abode, beyond his ability to wield.
With the Thunder God's Hammer in hand, he would not have struggled so much in that fight.
Harry Potter glanced at Draco Malfoy, at a loss for words.
"Do you have any idea how recklessly you were fighting just now?"
"You didn't spare a thought for the consequences. You're a complete lunatic."
Draco Malfoy grinned. Far from taking offense at Harry Potter's words, he laughed and said, "I'm the Thunder God, after all."
"Keep bragging." Sirius Black patted Draco Malfoy on the shoulder. "Dead men don't get to be the Thunder God."
"If you're going to force yourself to use Thunder God Summoning again, tell me first."
"I'll dig a grave for you in advance."
At those words, Draco Malfoy's swagger instantly crumbled.
"David, what's that supposed to mean?" Draco Malfoy asked unhappily.
"It means be careful, so someone doesn't end up sleeping alone." Sirius Black curled his lip.
Draco Malfoy fought as though his life meant nothing. The