【British and American】My miserable life studying abroad

The scenes shot in the movies are far from the experience of being in someone else's shoes.

Wei Sheng Ling saw countless rays of light hitting the protective shield. The flames of the explosion almost buried the protective shield of Hogwarts. The spell from the other side of the Black Lake made people realize for the first time that the spell could be shot so far.

Stonewall stood guard at the castle gate, Fawkes the Phoenix was covered in flames, and behind him was a flaming, enlarged version of it flying above Dumbledore. Dumbledore raised his hands and clasped them above his head, flames extending from the Phoenix above him to the surroundings, mixed with Dumbledore's magical flames.

Dumbledore lowered his hand and raised the Elder Wand instead, slowly but firmly rotating his arm, causing the wand to spin counterclockwise to control the flames.

Vulcan opens the way!

The spell that was originally used as a barrier in the flames was now used as an attack spell. All it took was changing the direction, shape, and size of the barrier...

Dumbledore calmly watched the flames flow towards the Death Eaters.

...can be used as a powerful, controllable fire magic.

Wandless magic is a course that students begin learning in their senior years at Hogwarts, but silent magic is the exclusive domain of powerful wizards, and those who know it are all top wizards.

Dumbledore made no sound from beginning to end, but the magic he used was more powerful than the last.

The blazing sea of fire spread along the bridge connecting to Hogwarts Castle. Once the flame touched something, it could not be extinguished. The burned bridge fell with the crowded werewolves, Inferi and Death Eaters. The overwhelming flames rushed down with the momentum to evaporate the Black Lake, leaving no trace of trouble.

"Dementors are really hard to deal with." Wei Shengling shook his wand, and only a thin wisp of silver mist came out. "Expecto Patronus is not something that can be mastered by just having some talent. It's really a bit of a stretch to try it at the last minute."

In that case, let's try a different method, a method that she is more familiar with.

It doesn’t matter if this road is blocked, there is always a way to make it pass.

"The full moon is over the bow shadow," Wei Shengling whispered the mysterious spell from the ancient country in the far east. A long sword appeared in her hand, emitting cold light. "The stars are on the tip of the sword."

It happened to be a night with stars and the moon, which saved her some energy.

The cold moonlight fell down, and stars fell into the sword.

"Alas, I feel like this sword is going to be scrapped," Wei Shengling complained to Sherlock, "It's almost become a disposable item."

While complaining, she raised her hand and waved it carelessly.

Sherlock saw a stream of light flying out from Wei Shengling's hand. There seemed to be shadows of the moon and stars on it, which were like gorgeous tails following the stream of light.

A flash of white light appeared, and the sky became clear.

"Where are the Dementors?" A senior wizard who was using the Patronus Charm opened his eyes wide. "In an instant, the Dementors..."

He saw the Dementors scattered into the wind like fine sand, without any resistance.

"What happened just now?" A professor who was busy fighting noticed the message from the patronus and asked with a frown.

"do not know……"

They also want to know what happened!

Wei Sheng Ling clapped his hands and said, "Okay, now it's time for some serious wizarding time."

Proper wizarding time: using only the wand to cast spells and words without using any other weapons.

Hogwarts seemed to have the upper hand, but the Death Eaters led by Voldemort could not be suppressed so easily. They had all kinds of spells that no one else had ever heard of. One of the wizards waved his wand, and a ball of black substance lay on the protective shield of Hogwarts.

Wherever the black substance passed, it actually melted a hole in the protective shield. Snape stepped forward and shouted, "God of War!"

The blow was ruthless and went straight for the man's neck. The opponent was also experienced and narrowly avoided the fatal spot, but the wound caused by the invisible sword could not heal. He tried various means to stop the bleeding but failed, and was eventually killed by Snape.

Noticing Professor McGonagall's complicated expression, she subconsciously looked at Snape's face, fearing that the child would be traumatized. But what she saw was a cold, empty-eyed Snape.

...Occlumency?

Can a child be so talented?

Snape kept using various spells, and the powerful magic power flowed in his body, supporting his output.

Armor protection, all protection, fast imprisonment, invisible sword, thunder explosion, blazing flames, flying sand and rocks, thousands of bullets fired at the same time...

He kept running around, scolding these panicked little wizards with his immature but majestic voice. Gradually, they developed a tacit understanding and discipline, and their output efficiency was greatly improved.

He gave all the potions in reserve to the injured who were unfortunately hit without paying. The wizard who first used the magic that could create a hole in the protective shield of Hogwarts was dead, but more wizards used this spell, and the effect of the protective shield was almost zero.

Shilang began to move. They raised their swords with both hands, the tips of the swords facing upwards, their sword-holding hands level with their chests, and walked to the entrance. Their movements were slow but extremely aggressive.

There is only one thing to do.

Swing your sword!

Some little wizards kept thinking about using the poor spells they knew, as long as they could help, even if it was a prank spell!

The most basic levitation spell, the mischievous Tarantella dance, the front teeth as big sticks...

They are all doing their best to protect Hogwarts, their second home.

Young wizards who have run out of magic power will return to the hall to drink magic recovery potions, or go to Snape to get them. Injured young wizards can find Madam Pomfrey in the medical wing of the hall, who will provide them with treatment. The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor and the Alchemy professor who were originally looking after the students here have also gone out to help.

Watson used a volley of bullets and licked his dry lips. "Oh my God, I never thought that the first thing to worry about in a war in the wizarding world would be a hoarse voice from shouting too many spells and a dry mouth."

His voice was a little hoarse. Sherlock cleared his throat. Wei Shengling took out two bottles of water from the air and handed them to them. "Drink some water."

Voldemort's team was getting closer and closer. Snape, who had been running around to support them, was a little exhausted. He drank a bottle of potion and quickly regained his energy. "Injured wizards, return to the hall! Wizards who lack magic power and physical strength, come to me to get potions!"

Recalling that Sherlock suddenly gave him a bunch of potions some time ago, the huge quantity made people wonder if he had bought all the potions in the British wizarding world... Could it be that he had anticipated the current situation?

No, the current situation was caused by him, right?!

"Professor Snape! Here, we need..." A team ran over anxiously. Snape took a look and was stunned for a moment. This team consisted of one Slytherin and two Gryffindors.

He immediately came to his senses and gave them the potions they needed, and also kept an eye on the enemy.

Walking out of the hall, Lily, whose wound had just healed, saw Severus Snape surrounded by the crowd.

The distance between them is so far.