Neville looked at the attacking net and felt a chill in his heart.
If he knew that this trap was designed like this. No matter what McGonnagall said, he would not go to the bridge to set it up.
Right now there was a dangerous looking magic net in the front, and an army of Death Eaters in the back. And he, who was caught in the middle, felt desperate.
He even glanced down the bridge to estimate his chances of surviving the jump.
But seeing the bottomless abyss under the bridge, he timidly looked away.
At this moment, the large glowing magic net was about to reach him, so Neville stopped in his tracks, closed his eyes and waited to die.
But even after a long time passed, he didn't feel anything hit his body.
In the direction of the castle, Seamus and the others could see clearly from the bridgehead.
The large magic net suddenly spread out when it approached Neville, as if a door opened in the middle of the net.
"Neville, why are you still standing there, why don't you hurry over here!"
Hearing the call of companions, Neville glanced back hastily.
I only saw that the cursed net continued to move towards the other end of the bridge and for some reason hadn't touched him.
He was right in front of the Death Eaters, so he couldn't care less about continuing to observe them.
All he heard was a terrified cry from behind.
In just a few seconds, the sound behind him stopped abruptly.
Neville ran back to the start of the bridge, seeing Seamus and the others staring dumbfounded, he followed everyone's line of sight to look at the wooden bridge and found that the group of Death Eaters who had just been chasing after him had stopped in place.
A strong wind blew from the abyss.
The wooden bridge creaked, and those Death Eaters were like dandelions, scattered into thousands of pieces by the wind.
"This, this..." Neville was so startled that he couldn't speak for a long time.
It turned out that he really wandered around before the gate of hell.
"Thanks Professor McGonagall!"
Thousands of words finally converged into this sentence.
Immediately afterwards, excited smiles appeared on the faces of Neville, Seamus and others.
If every attack on the wooden bridge can exert such a powerful counterattack.
Then holding the east side of the castle will not be a problem.
…
At this time Lucas, who was arranging his troops, suddenly looked in the direction of the wooden bridge.
Just now, the system suddenly popped up with a lot of kill prompts.
In a few seconds, his achievement points increased by more than 40,000.
"Where is Andrew now?"
"In the Forbidden Forest on the east side of the castle, our people detected the werewolf leader Fenrir Greyback appearing in front of the wooden bridge, and Andrew must have taken his people there."
Lucas frowned slightly and finally sighed.
In front of the wooden bridge, Greyback saw more than a hundred of his men dying and his face flushed with anger.
But at this moment, the Death Eaters were so frightened that no one dared to move forward.
"Idiots, keep attacking, how can such a powerful mechanism trap be used multiple times, you have to be smarter."
"Attack, whoever doesn't dare to step forward, I will tell the master his name, you should know what will happen if you anger him."
Mentioning Voldemort really helped.
The Death Eaters standing at the front were pushed onto the wooden bridge by the people behind.
Walking all the way to the middle of the bridge, they finally breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that the spell net just now did not appear again.
Unburdened, cruel smiles reappeared on the faces of these Death Eaters.
"Kill!"
They didn't know who yelled first.
The Death Eaters swarmed onto the wooden bridge and rushed towards Neville and the others at the other end.
"Neville, is this mechanism trap a one-off thing?"
Parvati looked at Neville Longbottom with an expression of despair.
Seeing the Death Eaters getting closer, Neville's forehead was covered with sweat.
"It shouldn't be. If it's a one-off, Professor McGonagall would have definitely reminded me."
"But why hasn't it responded yet, we are about to enter the range of the enemy's spell attack."
Parvati clenched her wand tightly and looked nervously at the Death Eaters who were approaching their side of the bridge.
In this moment of crisis, the wooden bridge mechanism was activated again.
This time it was not so bloody, but the bridge deck suddenly disappeared.
The unsuspecting Death Eaters who stepped on empty air fell, screaming and falling into the abyss below.
This time the mechanism was activated, and by the way, the remaining corpses from the previous wave were also cleaned up.
The strong smell of blood on the bridge deck also gradually dissipated.
"This, this..." The werewolf leader Greyback was surprised this time.
He really has too little knowledge this time. He has been in the magic world for so many years, not to mention seeing such a trap, but he has never even heard of it!
Neville and the others cheered happily, and he even used the "Sonorus" spell to shout at the other side.
"Hey, Death Eaters, I advise you to give up, you will never be able to cross this bridge."
Although Neville said so, his eyes looked around from time to time.
He was afraid that some Death Eaters would suddenly apparate and catch himself and the others by surprise.
Fortunately, the people Greyback brought were either hooligans or some unorthodox werewolves, sl almost none of them can use Apparition.
Those people are the elite among the Death Eaters, and they are all fighting the Order of the Phoenix on the frontal battlefield.
Greyback saw the loss of hundreds of people again, and the bean-sized sweat beads on his forehead slipped down his temples.
If Voldemort knew that he had lost hundreds of people and hadn't even crossed a wooden bridge, what awaited him would be only a killing curse to the face.
"Attack, let's attack again!" Greyback's voice became exasperated.
At this moment, apart from being afraid of Voldemort, what he wants to do the most is to grab that foul-mouthed kid opposite and chop him into pieces.
"Leader, maybe we should attack from another place?"
"What did you say?"
Greyback looked angrily at the speaker.
Without waiting for the other person to answer, he stepped forward and bit off his neck.
"Listen to me, everyone, this wooden bridge must be captured today!"
Awooo~
Greyback had just finished speaking when a wolf howl sounded behind him.
He didn't care, thinking that some of his subordinates had done it to cheer up.
This time Greyback only left dozens of werewolves around, and he drove the rest to the wooden bridge.
The Death Eaters on the bridge were completely desperate, but if they retreated they would be killed by Greyback and his werewolf army.
To move forward, they have to face unknown traps.
These people looked ruthless, and finally chose to move forward.
The trap may be terrible, but it is still unknown whether there will be a third one.
And if they step back they will surely die.
Seeing the choices made by the Death Eaters, Greyback nodded in satisfaction.
At this moment, his keen sense of hearing made him detect the sound of footsteps coming from the Forbidden Forest behind him.
Turning his gaze to the rear, he saw dozens of people running out of the Forbidden Forest holding wands and weapons.
"It turned out to be him!"
Seeing Andrew Holmes running at the front, Greyback showed a playful smile.
In the past, Andrew was chasing him everywhere, wanting to seek revenge from him. But every time without exception, he was wounded by Greyback.
But when the injury recovers, Andrew would persevere and come to him again.
Greyback thought that keeping him alive would add some spice to his mundane life, so Andrew was released many times until he disappeared and never appeared again.
"Come on, kill him and his werewolves!"
It could be seen that Greyback didn't take Andrew seriously and after giving orders to his men, he turned his attention to the bridge deck.
At this point the Death Eaters ran across the middle of the wooden bridge again.
Every next step may trigger the magic mechanism.
With the experience of the previous two times, these desperadoes were ready to rush to the other side of the wooden bridge with their fastest speed.
Just as all the Death Eaters stepped onto the bridge, the third activation started.
Under the gaze of Neville and others.
The wooden bridge seemed to be alive, and every plank and rope on the bridge seemed to have life.
Ropes bound the Death Eaters and the planks started to be reassembled.
Even standing was a luxury for the Death Eaters.
"What is this? Help!"
"Forgive me!"
"For the Dark Lord!"
Shouts came one after another, but soon these voices disappeared.
They saw a wooden ball tied with several ropes.
The surface of the ball was covered with spikes, and most of these spikes go deep into the inside of the ball.
A large amount of dark red blood flowed out from the gap between the planks.
Neville and the others swallowed their saliva, the original mighty army of Death Eaters, at this moment, only the dozens of werewolves on the opposite side of the bridge were left.
And those werewolves looked more ominous.
"Neville, let's go back first, they won't be able to make it here for a while."
…
Deep in the Forbidden Forest.
The battle for the wooden bridge had just ended when Lucas received the news here.
In fact, there is no need for others to report.
Just the achievement points as high as 140,000 can reflect the situation over there.
"How about the frontal battlefield?"
"A large number of Death Eaters poured into the Hogwarts courtyard, the courtyard buildings were severely damaged, and the defense group of the Astronomy Tower was defeated."
Lucas frowned, and his eyes immediately turned gold.
…
Hogwarts grounds.
As the barrier was broken, a large number of Death Eaters flocked to Hogwarts from the highlands.
Some Death Eaters used apparition to speed up their attack.
Dark mist flying all over the sky.
As soon as the two sides started fighting, the buildings in the courtyard kept being destroyed.
It was hard to block these people.
Then a large number of Death Eaters poured in from the stone bridge at the main entrance holding their wands.