Chapter 2192: Minor injuries

The distance between the Burrow and Granger’s Camp was really not so far away, but the English Channel was separated from it, as if it had become two worlds.
About Arthur’s visit to Camp Granger, about Professor McGonagall leading teachers and students ashore in Genoa, about Lupin’s efforts to make a map of new living spots... During this time, something happened outside There are many things, but Hermione obviously has no way of knowing them.
It's as if other people outside will not know that the Burrow is currently experiencing a dangerous and unusual defense war.
The coming of the army of living corpses has become even more violent.
To be honest, even Hermione, who is now grasping the overall situation in the stronghold, is not sure what the battle will look like next.
Under the will of the demon "arrogant" behind him, the speed of the attack of the living corpses is still accelerating. But even so, they still do not have the slightest disturbance, but the frequency and number of self-detonation before rushing to the barrier have increased significantly.
Delphi and they have returned to the battlefield-no matter whether they have enough rest, they must return to the battlefield, and together with Safina, Neville and others in the barrier to reduce the number of enemies as much as possible.
Harry came a little later, which was requested by Delphi. After all, once the demon appeared, he would become the main fighting force against the demon.
However, if the stronghold cannot support the moment "arrogance" appears, all planning will be meaningless.
So Harry still came with his sword, and every sword would surely gain something. Even if the efficiency is a little bit lower than those of Delphi, Blois, Safina, etc., now, as far as the corpses that burst into the front of the barrier, the fewer the better.
Then... Harry was injured.
"boom--"
At that moment, Harry had spotted a living corpse dive as usual, and with the technique of Quidditch called "Lansky Fake", he suddenly pulled up when he was about to rush into the corpse. While wielding a sword.
This flying action is not easy. When he first practiced on the field, even if he had a high talent for Quidditch, he would often have a bruised nose.
But because of the hard work, Harry is now more and more proficient. Every time the sword is swung, it is at the position closest to the living corpse, and it is closed at the touch of a button, ensuring that he will not be involved in the subsequent self-detonation.
It is a pity that the situation on the battlefield is extremely complicated, and accidents can happen everywhere.
This time, there was probably a seriously injured living corpse that fell to the foot of the song he locked, blocked by other companions, so that Harry didn't even expect a self-detonation to swoop down on him. Happened.
The explosion of the soul flame is not harmful on the physical level, the terrible place is only the violent impact on the spiritual level. Even after Harry's repeated sharpening of the Gryffindor sword, his mental strength was already very high, but he still suffered a little injury.
Fortunately, at that time, Mr. Blois was not far from him, saw Harry was blown off the broom by the unexpected explosion, and immediately took him to catch him, saving him from falling directly into the army of corpses. The tragedy of the siege happened.
When Harry woke up from a semi-coma, he found that he had been sent back to the room where he had previously rested.
"Uh……"
Lying on the broken sofa, Harry shook his dizzy head, propped up his upper body and looked over the window-the sky was still so gloomy, and the lead-gray clouds seemed to be coming down from the air at any time. Everything on the ground was crushed to pieces.
From this point of view, I still can't see the battles around the stronghold, only the small half-silver barrier. At least the second defense of the stronghold has not been broken.
It's just... I don't know how long I have been comatose.
The rumbling sound could still be heard in the ear, and the war continued with the magical glory that kept flashing outside the window. Although he was not sure about it himself, the sound beside his ears was the sound of his tinnitus, or the sound of a living corpse exploding.
After a slight pause, Harry rolled over from the sofa and sat up. Seeing a cup of water on the coffee table in front of him, he picked it up and took two sips, moisturizing his thirsty throat.
In fact, his injuries were not serious, and he should be able to take part in the battle again after a short rest. But he also understood that this time, at least before the demon actually appeared, he really had better not pass. If he couldn't make it when he was needed, it would be the worst.
With a sigh, Harry took the Gryffindor sword and returned to his body, sitting at the window.
This time, we can see that the battle a little further away is still fierce. Perhaps he did not fall asleep for too long, and the situation on the battlefield has not changed much-there are still so many enemies, and it is still difficult for everyone to resist.
Only the sky seems vaguely dimmer than before, proving that time is still passing by even if everyone is not concerned.
"Boom!"
In the distance, another huge black flame skyrocketed like a bonfire, the location was probably southeast of the stronghold. Fortunately, neither Blois nor Delphi were there for the time being, and they did not receive much impact.
At the same time, a flaming dragon and a giant ice bird were patrolling back and forth while spitting down flames and cold currents.
At this moment, which side is the advantage and which side is the disadvantage, even Harry is not clear.
...
While Harry was staring at the battlefield in the house on the west side, Hermione in the East Tower was worried about his injury-the moment Harry was blown up by the black flame just now, she was also saw.
After all, they have been good friends for so long. It's always inevitable to worry about them.
However, Hermione doesn't have much time and energy to worry about Harry at UUkanshu.com. Due to everyone's resistance, the number of living corpses is currently at least three out of ten.
Don't look at the proportion that seems to be small, but now, just by looking at the gradually accumulated corpses around the barrier, this kind of scene like a on earth can also explain everyone's efforts.
Not to mention that there are still many waves that have been set off by Mr. Blois and turned into the ground.
But... so many living corpses piled around, but it made Her sensitive uneasy. No one is sure whether these corpses are still valuable to the demon.
Or simply say that this may simply be the follower of the "arrogance".
Hermione was already thinking about how to get rid of the living corpses around the stronghold-no matter where it was taken, it was better than just piled around.
"It seems...it's going to rain?" Hermione looked up at the sky, muttering a little uncertainly.
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