Even if Aberforth is not as strong as his brother now, he is still much stronger than most wizards. At least he can stop Voldemort.

The two exchanged magic in mid-air, and beams of various colors exploded around them like fireworks. Kyle turned around and ran without hesitation.

Some of the Death Eaters around him who reacted quickly made the same choice as him... As for those who reacted slowly, they no longer needed to run.

Aberforth was different from Professor Dumbledore in that he used almost all magic with great destructive power, occasionally mixing in a few killing curses.

Not to mention Voldemort, their magic is simply not something that ordinary Death Eaters can resist.

It was because Kyle ran fast that he was not affected.

Kyle remembered what Aberforth had just said to him...

“Go do what you have to do.”

Kyle scratched his hair. Aberforth was different from his brother. He was more direct in character and thinking. He didn't need to think too much about what he said. Basically, he meant what he said literally.

In this situation, it seems that the only thing to do is to deal with those Death Eaters.

This is easy.

Kyle opened his box, reached in and fumbled around for a while, then pulled out a huge furry dog ​​head...

Then, Kyle dragged an adult three-headed dog that was at least ten feet tall out of the box.

“Bang!”

"Lu Wei, don't sleep anymore, get up and work!"

Kyle slapped the three-headed dog, which was still a little confused, and finally woke it up.

There were two smaller shadows behind the three-headed dog. Kyle was quick-witted and grabbed one of them and stuffed it back into the box.

There are not only Death Eaters here, but also students and professors. Forget about the Nangdu Panthers... What they want is victory, not mutual destruction.

“Boom boom boom!”

A series of explosions were heard in the distance.

Kyle turned his head and looked... It was a bridge on the north side of the school that exploded. The bridge was connected to another cliff, which was in a sense the back door of Hogwarts.

Now it has been blown up... What a cruel group of Death Eaters, they need to pay the price! Kyle looked from a distance, and from his direction he could still see many Death Eaters on the bridge.

However, as the bridge was blown up, all the Death Eaters on it struggled and fell into the valley below.

...Hmm... What a cruel Death Eater, actually killing his own people! Kyle shook his head, slapped Fluffy again and said, "Go, don't let go of any of those wizards in black clothes who are full of malice."

All three pairs of Lu Wei's eyes lit up at the same time, and he immediately rushed out in a bad mood.

The huge size of the three-headed dog was like a castle that could move quickly. The Death Eaters around did not even dare to look in this direction, let alone block it.

But Lu Wei doesn't care about that. If you don't come, then I will.

The fur of an adult three-headed dog is much thicker, and casting normal spells on it is just like tickling. For a moment, the shrill screams of the Death Eaters could be heard all around.

Kyle felt a little bit sorry for what he heard, so he took the initiative to go to the back of the castle, where the explosion had just been heard.

There were no professors here, only a group of students. Perhaps because they had just seen a large group of Death Eaters fall into the valley, they all looked very happy at this moment.

Neville, who was covered in dust, stood in the front. His face was as dark as Jordan's, with only two rows of white teeth showing. Behind him were Seamus, Justin, and...

"Ginny?" Kyle asked in surprise, "Mrs. Weasley agreed to let you stay?"

"She doesn't agree." Ginny also saw Kyle and said proudly, "But I sneaked back, and she doesn't have time to keep staring at me now."

"Well done." Kyle gave a thumbs up. "Remember not to tell anyone you've seen me."

"Don't worry, I understand." Ginny nodded.

"Hey, Kyle!"

"Haha, I knew you were here too!"

Two more familiar voices were heard from the crowd. Kyle looked up and saw the fire not far away just illuminating their faces.

"Mikel...Ryan?" Kyle was indeed a little surprised this time.

Unexpectedly, his two roommates also came, and I didn’t even see them just now.

"Why are you here?"

"Of course we're here to help!" Mikel said with a smile, "Ryan's dad is from the Ministry of Magic. He told Ryan that something big was going to happen at Hogwarts tonight, so we came here."

"Don't mention him to me." Ryan looked a little unhappy, "He actually wanted to run away with me, the coward, even my mother knew that she should come to help at this time!"

"Maybe your mother doesn't know how terrible Voldemort is." Kyle smacked his lips. He remembered that Ryan had said at the beginning of the school year that he was a half-blood and his father was a wizard.

But Kyle didn't expect that his father actually worked in the Ministry of Magic.

As for why Ryan went against his father's wishes and showed up at Hogwarts instead of running away, Kyle didn't ask.

But he knew that there must be a tortuous story of a loving father and a filial son behind it.

"ah!"

Suddenly, a scream interrupted the reunion of the three people after a long separation.

"Look!" a witch screamed. "They, they are coming!"

Kyle raised his head and noticed the dense crowd of Death Eaters opposite him.

There are so many people, like the moss covering the opposite mountain. And these are only a part of the Death Eaters, there are even more in other places... I really don't know where Voldemort found so many people.

At this time, the Death Eaters were frantically building a bridge.

Building a bridge...it sounds like a very complicated project, but for the Death Eaters who can use magic, it is not a difficult task.

Plus, with their large numbers, they quickly completed a passage connecting the castle.

Several students wanted to stop it, but the Death Eaters would not just stand by and watch, and they specially assigned a group of people to protect the progress of the completion of the passage.

Ginny and Neville's spells were basically blocked before they even reached the passage.

"I'll do it!" Mikel pulled out his wand and was about to step forward.

"No hurry." Kyle stopped him and turned to look at the flat open space around the castle.

"Retreat, back to the castle!"

"What?" Neville was stunned. "But they will rush in!"

"It's okay, just listen to me." Kyle said, "The lower grade students have been sent away, so it doesn't matter if they rush in."

Kyle waved.

As a professor, even if you have only taught a few classes, you still have some say.

Neville didn't say anything else. He gritted his teeth and chose to retreat. The others followed him back to the castle.

Kyle stood at the front, calmly watching the Death Eaters build passages one after another, watching them gather together, with madness on their faces, and rush towards Hogwarts Castle.

Neville behind him was sweating profusely with anxiety, and he wanted to rush out with his wand to fight them immediately, but Kyle did not move, as if he could not see the overwhelming Death Eaters in front of him.

It was not until they had all left the passage and the Death Eaters in the front were about to rush into the castle that Kyle slowly opened his box and shook it down.

A round object rolled out of the box and bounced twice playfully after falling to the ground.

Then the second one, the third one... countless cabbages rolled out of the box and covered the ground in the blink of an eye.

"This is... a bunch of kale." Neville squinted his eyes and thought for a moment that Kyle in front of him was a fake.

The Death Eaters have already hit their faces, what's the point of throwing a bunch of kale to give them a snack...wait...

Neville blinked violently. With his excellent performance in Herbology, he keenly noticed that there was something wrong with the pile of cabbage on the ground.

After all, it is impossible for normal wizards to grow teeth from the vegetables they eat.

"Bite the cabbage!" In an instant, Neville's voice changed, as if someone was strangling him.

Even when facing a massive attack from Death Eaters, he didn't lose his composure like this.

Biting cabbage is a restricted plant of the Ministry of Magic. Even two of them are enough to easily kill an adult wizard. Its danger level is second only to poisonous tentacles, and it is also the only dangerous plant that is not poisonous.

“So many… they can’t all be biting kale…” Neville pursed his lips, his eyes a little vague.

But the next second, the screams of the Death Eaters brought him back to reality.

Bang! Just as he was about to see what was going on, Kyle slammed the door shut, "The following scene is not suitable for children."

"We are already adults..." Mikel's dissatisfied voice came from the crowd.

He just saw that those cabbages had mouths as big as plates and their teeth were so sharp that they could reflect light. He just got excited, but Kyle actually closed the door. How could he tolerate this?

"It's not appropriate for adults." Kyle glanced at him and said unhappily, "Besides, now is not the time to talk about this. Hogwarts needs you, go help somewhere else!"

Kyle asked most of the students to leave with just a few words.

But Mikkel and Neville didn't move.

"Hey, Kyle, what good stuff did you get again?" Mikel came over and asked.

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"Biting kale," Kyle said. "I saw it in first grade. Don't you know?"

"I don't remember anything I learned in seventh grade, and you want me to remember first grade lessons?" Mikel said confidently.

However, after learning that it was just something he had learned in the Herbology class, his curiosity was greatly reduced, and he turned around and followed Ryan to run towards the tower.

"Kyle..." Neville's eyes were still filled with shock, and he asked hesitantly, "Are those biting cabbages?"

"Probably all of them." Kyle thought for a moment, "There might be a few poisonous tentacles or devil's snares mixed in, but most of them are biting cabbages."

"How many are there in total?"

"I don't know about that either." Kyle spread his hands.

He really didn't know. Ever since he moved the Biting Cabbages from the Room of Requirement to the box, he hadn't paid much attention to them, mainly because he didn't need them much.

When Dumbledore expanded his box, he referred to Newt's to a large extent. The box not only perfectly restored the terrain and environment, but also the weather changes. It rained when it was supposed to rain, and it would blow when it was supposed to blow.

There are also their neighbors, the Moon Beasts. After several years of development, the original population has expanded several times and produces considerable feces every day.

When the wind blows, it will blow the feces to the biting cabbages that are lower in the ground, and Norbert can occasionally give them some fresh, high-quality dragon feces.

In addition, due to the characteristic of the biting cabbage to spit out seeds on its own, Kyle does not need to take extra care of them, so naturally he has no idea of ​​their current number.

However, he has been growing kale since the first grade. The land and environment are all perfect, and the fertilizers are all the best. Now that so many years have passed, the quantity must be considerable.

The ones he poured out just now, there must be at least 800, if not 1,000, but Kyle felt that it was not over yet. If he searched carefully, there must be more.

The noise outside the door was getting louder and louder, and Kyle patted Neville on the shoulder.

"Okay, we don't think we'll need anyone here in the short term, let's go look somewhere else."

Neville's legs were numb, and when he looked at Kyle, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes from time to time.

As a top student in Herbology, he knew all too well how dangerous biting kale could be.

It was because he knew this that he found Kyle scary.

Those Death Eaters, those Death Eaters... Neville thought of the crazy and ferocious expressions of the Death Eaters just now. His memory flashed, and this expression appeared on other people's faces again.

It was a witch, a bit like Bellatrix, but younger and less unkempt than the one in the newspaper.

There are people around her...

Who is it? The images in Neville's memory flashed faster, like a TV with a bad signal, and nothing could be seen clearly.

“They deserve it!”

"What?"

"No, nothing." Neville lowered his head. His reaction just now was completely subconscious, and he didn't even know why he said that.

But Kyle didn't care.

"Where are you going?" Neville asked.

"Go find Fred and George," Kyle said, walking towards the castle. "They should be where the secret passage is."

Neville didn't know where to go, so he just followed Kyle.

The two of them came to the main gate of the castle together and met Harry and the other two who were hurrying down from upstairs.

"Don't worry, Ron, Fred can handle the trouble." Harry said, "We have to find a way to kill the snake now. I can feel the connection between it and Voldemort. It must be a Horcrux too!"

The three of them had injuries of varying degrees. Harry covered his head, Hermione's clothes were burnt, and Ron's arm was bleeding.

"How are you guys? Are you okay?" Neville hurried over and took out a bottle full of powder and handed it to Ron.

"Your arm has been bleeding. This is distilled essence."

"Thanks, Neville," said Hermione, taking the distilled essence and rubbing it on Ron's shoulder, causing him to gasp in pain.

"That's all right." Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.

"I heard you guys talking about Fred." At this time, Kyle also came over and asked, "Where is he and what happened?"

"Ah, Kyle." Hermione seemed to have just noticed that Kyle was here as well. "Nothing, just now a Death Eater broke into the third floor of the castle, and Fred happened to be there, and was injured."

"That damn Death Eater, he actually attacked by surprise!" Ron became angry again when he mentioned this, and struggled to rush back upstairs, "He almost killed Fred, bastard!"

"Almost?" Kyle keenly sensed the key to Ron's words.

"It was Cedric." Hermione tried to pull Ron, explaining, "Cedric spotted the Death Eater in time and attacked, but the opponent's spell missed."

Cedric... Kyle stood there, suddenly laughed, and then came down the stairs again.

"Kyle." Neville looked at him in confusion, "Aren't you going to look for the Weasley brothers? Hermione just said they are on the third floor?"

"Ah, no thanks." Kyle said, "I'm more interested in the shot you mentioned. Can you tell me more about it?"

"It was a snake with... three heads." Harry covered his forehead. His scar had been burning since a few hours ago.

Sometimes he would see the landlord of the Hog's Head, and sometimes there would be a mess on the ground, which Harry guessed was the sight of a snake.

It just so happened that there was a huge three-headed snake next to Voldemort, and he saw it.

"A three-headed snake..." Neville's face turned pale. Just like Ron was afraid of spiders, his fear of snakes was second only to his grandmother and Professor Snape.

"It's nothing, just a runespoor, a magical animal." Kyle said. He also had an impression of the snake.

When Aberforth stopped Voldemort, the Runespoor was right next to him, but it disappeared in a flash, and Kyle didn't look for it carefully.

"Go on, what's wrong with it."

"It should be a Horcrux." Harry said, perhaps afraid that Neville would not understand, he explained: "It is something very important to Voldemort, we must kill it!"

"This is easy, leave it to me," Kyle said.

He had never intended to let the runesnake go, but he was distracted by the noise of the bridge bombing, so he didn't go looking for it right away. Now he just happened to be free.

"That's a twenty-foot-long snake," Harry kindly warned. "Its head would be taller than an adult wizard if it stood up. We'd better act together."

"That's okay." Kyle waved his hand. "Let alone a twenty-foot-long runespoor, I can handle even a fifty-foot one."

"Trust me, it's okay." Kyle looked at Harry, "You just need to tell me where the snake is...if you know."

"Just a moment," Harry said, and closed his eyes.

He was confident that he could find the snake.

As for the reason, perhaps it was because he had never been so close to Voldemort. Ever since the Death Eaters launched a large-scale attack on the castle, his scar had been burning, as if it was eager to show him Voldemort's thoughts.

They seemed to have become one, indistinguishable from each other.

…

(End of this chapter)