94 Diagon Alley - Chapter 252

     The portraits on both sides were crowded with people, all shouting their ideas and encouraging them. Dean earned himself a wand and fought Dolohov head-to-head while Parvati took on Travers. Harry, Ron, and Hermione immediately raised their wands and prepared to fight, but the fighters kept moving, and if they fired their spells, they would probably injure themselves. They were standing there, ready to look for an opportunity to strike, when suddenly there was a shout of “Hohohohoho!” Harry looked up and saw Peeves flying over their heads, throwing the pods at the Death Eaters, whose heads were immediately submerged in the many fat caterpillar green lumps.

    “Ouch!”

    A lump was thrown on Ron’s head in the Invisibility Cloak, and Ron tried to shake it off, but the green, sticky rhizome hung absurdly in the air.

    “Here’s an invisible man!” a masked Death Eater pointed and shouted.

    Dean took advantage of the Death Eater’s moment of distraction and knocked him down with a stun spell. Dolokhov tried to retaliate, and Parvati gave him a full-body binding spell.

    “Let’s go!” Harry shouted, and he, Ron, and Hermione wrapped tightly in invisibility cloaks and headed from the fighters toward the marble that led to the foyer The top of the stairs rushed to the top of the stairs, and the feet slipped in the slime of the knotweed vine.

    As the three of them ran past, Draco Malfoy hid in a corner and stunned a masked Death Eater, but he was soon hit in the face by another spell and fell on his back Ron collapsed in the invisibility cloak, bleeding from his mouth and looking very confused.

    “He’s not as thin as he looks!” Ron exclaimed.

    Travers, who broke free from the knotted vine pod, happened to see this scene, and his wand pointed directly at Malfoy who fell to the ground and Ron with his feet bare.

    “Very good,” said the Death Eater with green goo on his face, “Avada—”

    “I’m Draco Malfoy, I’m Draco, I’m on your side!”

    “I don’t care, Draco. I could kill you with me. How sad your parents should be? Curses on the battlefield don’t have eyes…” Travers smacking his lips , “The Dark Lord won’t punish me for this, the Malfoys are over – Arvada -“

    “The house collapses! The thunderbolt explodes! The heart pierces the bone!” Malfoy’s sharp voice quickly chanted three spells, causing the Death Eater to fall before he could move. On the first floor, by the way, it smashed a giant spider downstairs. “You forced me to do this!”

    “It’s disgusting.” Ron finally pushed Malfoy away from him, looking at the juicy spider in the hole in front of him. “We’re even, Malfoy. You two-faced bastard!”

    Malfoy glanced at the three pairs of feet on the ground with a complicated expression, snorted and continued to turn his head to find a safe bunker to hide.

    Harry and Hermione grabbed Ron with one hand and ran. The stairs and the foyer were crowded with fighters, and there were Death Eaters everywhere. Yaxley, near the front door, was fighting Flitwick. Right next to them, a masked Death Eater takes on Kingsley. Cedric and Cho Chang face Dolohov’s attack head-on in place of Dean, who is gasping for breath from his wound. The students ran around, some hugging and dragging their injured friends. Harry threw a Stunning Charm at the Masked Death Eater, missing him, but nearly hitting Neville. Neville emerged out of nowhere with a bunch of poison tentacles in his arms, and the poison tentacles happily wrapped around the Death Eater closest to him and began to entangle him.

      Everywhere, running people slipped and wobbled. As they ran to the ground floor, two human bodies fell from the hall above, and a grey figure, which Harry thought was an animal, ran across the hall on all fours and bit one of the fallen.

    “No!” Hermione screamed, her wand with a deafening explosion, and Fenrir Greyback was knocked back from Lavender Brown’s throbbing body , bumped into the marble railing and struggled to stand up. Then, a dazzling white light flashed, there was a crackling sound, a crystal ball landed on top of his head, and he immediately collapsed to the ground, unable to move again.

    “I have more!” cried Professor Trelawney from the rail above. “Who else wants it! Here—”

    Like a tennis server, she took out a huge crystal ball from her bag and waved her wand in the air, sending the ball through the hall and out of the window. Just then, the heavy wooden door was knocked open, and another group of giant spiders broke into the hall.

      Among the monsters who came. They shivered and stood up on their hind legs, more frightening than before.

    “How do we get out?” Ron shouted in the midst of screams, and before Harry and Hermione could answer, they were bumped to the side. Hagrid rumbling down the stairs, waving his pink flower umbrella.

    “Don’t hurt them, don’t hurt them!” he yelled.

    “Hagrid, no!”

    Harry forgot everything and rushed out from under the Invisibility Cloak, stooping to avoid the spells that illuminated the hallway.

    “Hagrid, come back!”

    He ran towards Hagrid, but before he was halfway there, it happened before his eyes: Hagrid disappeared into the spider swarm. In the face of the powerful spell attack, the dense and smelly spiders retreated one after another, causing chaos, and Hagrid was buried among them and disappeared.

    “Hagrid!”

    Harry heard someone calling his name, friend or foe, but he rushed down the front steps and into the dark playground. The big spiders left with their prey in a mighty way, and he couldn’t see Hagrid at all.

    “Hagrid!”

    He vaguely discerned that there was a huge arm waving in the spider group, and was about to chase after it, but was blocked by a huge foot. This foot stepped out from the darkness, and the ground trembled. Harry looked up and saw a giant standing in front of him, a full twenty feet tall, with his head hidden in the shadows. The giant’s movements were brutal and smooth, slamming a large fist into an upstairs window, and the glass shards rained down on Harry, forcing him back to the door.

    “Oh, God!” Hermione screamed, and she and Ron caught up to Harry, looking up at the giant who was trying to grab the man from the upstairs window.

    “No!” Ron yelled, grabbing Hermione’s wand-raising hand, “don’t knock him out, he’ll crush half the castle—”

    “Hagrid?”

    Grapp staggered from the corner of the castle. Only then did Harry realize that Grapp was actually a little giant. The behemoth who wanted to crush the man upstairs turned his head and let out a roar. He walked heavily toward his short fellow, the stone steps trembling under his feet, Grapp’s crooked mouth opened to reveal yellowish, half-brick teeth, and then the two giants looked like lions Generally wildly pounce on each other.

    “Run!” Harry yelled. The two giants twisted together, and the night was filled with terrible shouts and thumps. Harry grabbed Hermione’s hand and ran down the steps, into the playground, Ron behind. Harry still didn’t give up hope of finding and saving Hagrid, he ran quickly towards the Forbidden Forest, but they were forced to stop again halfway through the run.

    The surrounding air froze, Harry gasping for breath, the air in his chest seemed to freeze. There was something moving in the dark night, and countless spinning thick black figures rushed towards the castle like an overwhelming sea. Their faces are hidden by hoods, their breaths are rattling…

    Ron and Hermione gathered around Harry, the voice of the battle behind suddenly became hoarse and low, and a dead silence that only a Dementor could bring was engulfing the night…

    “Quick, Harry!” Hermione’s voice seemed to come from far away, “Patron, Harry, quick!”

    Harry raised his wand, but a gloomy despair spread in him: Fred and Hagrid were dying, he dared not guess how many more were lost, Harry It felt as if his soul had left him…

    “Harry, hurry up!” Hermione screamed.

    A hundred Dementors floated over briskly and silently, sucking all the way, approaching Harry’s despair, which to them seemed to herald a good meal…

    Harry saw Ron’s silver dog leap into the air, flickering faintly and then disappearing. He saw Hermione’s otter writhing in the air again, and then disappeared. His own wand was trembling in his hand, and he could hardly wish he had forgotten everything and fell into nothingness, without thought, without feeling…

    At this moment, a silver rabbit, a boar and a fox flew over the heads of Harry, Ron and Hermione. Facing these approaching spirits, the dementors retreated one after another. Three more men emerged from the darkness, standing beside them, holding their wands, continuing to enchant the Patronus: Luna, Ernie, and Seamus.

    “Fine,” Luna encouraged, as if they were back in the Room of Requirement, just doing D.A.’s spell practice, “Fine Harry… hurry up, think of something nice. Son…”

    “A happy thing?” he said hoarsely.

    “We’re still here,” Luna whispered. “We’re still fighting. Alright, hurry up…”

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