Hermione, I, Anne Stark, Will Protect You!

Nott's domineering glance over his shoulder made him hold his breath, completely captivated.

Even though he was on the opposing side, he inexplicably felt a deep sense of emotion:

That's fucking domineering!

But this only made Nott angrier.

A mere Mudblood, yet it has instilled fear in even a noble Pure-blood wizard like myself?!

Unforgivable!!

Nott's face darkened, and he roared, "Surround him! Throw spears and muskets! Don't get close!"

Outlast him!

Even if it means losing all the Troll and Orc they brought with them... Stark must die!

William stood amidst the beasts, deftly extending his arm. The Goblin- crafted sword was unstoppable in its sharpness, and a Orc head leaped high into the air.

He looked around and saw that he was surrounded by corpses, his body covered in blood.

The thirty stone knights were mostly destroyed.

The remaining Troll and Orc, at Noah's command, formed a circle around him, clearly intending to kite him and exhaust his magic.

Then another volley of spears came flying.

William raised his wand, and all the spears froze eerily, then swiftly reversed their arrowheads and shot out in the opposite direction.

Although these Troll and Orc are relatively slow-moving due to their lack of intelligence, they are not scarecrows.

Apart from a dozen or so spears that were so angled that they killed or severely injured the Troll, the rest only suffered scratches or were brushed away with great effort.

They formed a circle again and continued their attack on William.

Another advantage of low intelligence is that one is not afraid of death.

It will not automatically collapse due to the death of its companions.

This is something that wizards, or even humans, cannot match.

It would take three days to catch 50,000 pigs, but not 50,000 people.

Therefore, William, who had originally planned to kill the Orc until they were terrified, suddenly realized that he was no longer willing to get entangled with them.

William vanished, rushing towards Nott, who was giving the orders.

To catch the thief, first catch the king... As long as we kill Nott, these Troll are low in intelligence and have no leader, so they can only scatter like birds and beasts!

William looked at Nott's terrified face, a slight smile playing on his lips:

"You were shouting really loud just now, come and play with Laozi."

The Hogwarts Express slowed down, and with a series of creaks, finally came to a stop on the tracks.

It wasn't that they were afraid of running into William was holding off the army all by himself.

Instead, it was countless Inferi, truly committing suicide by lying on the railway tracks.

Anyway, I won't die, or rather, I'm already dead and won't die a second time.

These Inferi took full advantage of their physical strength, crowding onto the tracks and effectively blocking the train.

The young wizards were initially excited and their blood was boiling as they watched William's fierce battle in the distance.

They wanted to go and provide assistance, but in the blink of an eye, they found that the train had stopped.

They calmed down instantly.

Or rather... he was terrified by the scene in front of him.

This is what Inferi looks like up close.

The corpses included men, women, and children, all with sunken, blind eyes... they looked incredibly grotesque and terrifying.

They were scrambling at the train with their sticky, white hands.

And this express train has already been protected by Slughorn's magic.

The walls are inscribed with numerous Ancient Runes, which can even temporarily block the Thunderbird's attacks.

Therefore, temporarily suppressing the Inferi is not a big problem.

But there were simply too many of them.

The Inferi climbed onto the roof of the car and began banging on it with its withered hands.

There were also a large number of Inferi, like battering rams, ramming the train body in an attempt to derail it.

The students screamed in terror, like victims stranded on a deserted island, able only to pray that the magical protection was strong enough.

But it's better to rely on yourself than on others.

Some students have already taken out their amulets.

Garlic, pepper, talisman water, furnace ash, boy's urine...

Some religious students even took out crosses, attempting to use other power systems to launch cross-dimensional attacks.

Isn't this like trying to use Christ's sword to slay my sorcerer's demon?

Some students even pulled out high-end perfumes they had bought in the Far East Private x God.

It is said to be a Potions that can banish any Magical Creatures.

They wanted to use this scent to drive away the Inferi!

This is clearly someone who slipped through the net during Hogwarts' seven years of compulsory education.

Just as everyone was filled with worry, another explosion was heard inside the train.

The fight in the corridor had been going on for several minutes.

Hermione is fighting a Death Eaters has suddenly Apparition into the carriage.

Hermione, thoroughly trained by William, had gained the upper hand. She pressed her advantage, gripping her wand and twisting it lightly between two fingers.

A thick blade of wind rolled and surged through the narrow corridor, tearing a deep gap in the car door.

Avery was incredibly frustrated after barely managing to dodge the attack.

Now that Nott has tied up Stark, this is the perfect opportunity for him to capture Slughorn!

But after boarding the train, he was blocked by a little girl.

He certainly knew this young witch who was also very famous.

They even knew about her terrifying record... she once single-handedly defeated three Auror and Umbridge.

No one should underestimate Granger!

But the consequence of being held back is that Stark will return sooner or later.

If he returns, the mission will inevitably fail, and his fate upon returning will be dire!

Avery was in a great hurry. He didn't care about anything else and suddenly raised his wand, unleashing a black flame.

The Fiendfyre landed on the corridor and burned fiercely, as if they were alive.

It began to Transfiguration, turning into a Fire Serpent that lunged at Hermione.

Fiendfyre is an extremely difficult form of Dark Magic to control; if it gets out of control, none of the students on this bus will be able to escape.

But Avery couldn't care less about that anymore.

So what if he dies? As long as he's alive, who cares if the world is flooded?

Hermione's face was serious. Facing the Fiendfyre, she didn't dodge, but instead stood at the forefront, raised her wand, and shouted:

Finite Incantatem!

Magic flowed, creating ripples.

This eventually forms a thick, mirror-like surface, like a basin of water that has been lifted and then removed, but the water remains suspended in mid-air.

Hermione gripped her wand and pressed it firmly against the hideous head of the Dahei serpent.

The two magical energies collided, causing Hermione's hair to flutter backward.

She pressed her hands down sharply.

The black flames crashed headlong into the ground without any resistance.

However, the Fiendfyre also burned a hole in the train.

Countless Inferi burst through the gap, smashing through the walls and rushing in.

Hermione's wand Cleansweep out, drawing in black flames that swept towards the Inferi.

A sound like silk being torn apart by fire quickly filled the air.

Avery sensed an opportunity and raised his wand, aiming it at Hermione.

Anne, who had been hiding in the next carriage, shouted:

"The Glisseo!"

The floor beneath Avery's feet turned into a slippery slope, and he slipped and fell to the ground unexpectedly.

"The Lapifors!"

Anne pointed her wand at the car door, and with a loud, jarring crash, the door turned to stone and slammed down on Avery.

Before Avery could react, he was hit on the head by a rock.

Anne rushed at Avery, kicked him in the groin, and said viciously:

"With my brother gone, Hermione, I, Anne Stark, will protect you!"

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