374 Chapter 28, a Long Way to Go

After a round of berserk attacks, the giant was finally exhausted. Its eyes were full of rage, and it kept whining on the ground.

Some Squib soldiers also came out of the smoke, set up their weapons, and aimed at Hoffa, ready to give him a fatal blow at any time.

Unmoved, Hoffa waited.

After whining a few times, the irritable giant raised the barrel of the tank in his hand again, this time he swept across and threw the barrel directly. Hoffa saw the opportunity and flew around, directly bypassing a circular arc.

Several soldiers who set up the machine guns almost didn't yell out. Before the machine guns were set up, they were hit by the barrel of the tank with their guns, and they fell backwards in rows.

The soldier was injured, and the giant rushed to Hoffa frantically, raised the barrel in his hand and smashed it down. It looks like he doesn't understand the real purpose of this barrel.

Hoffa still didn't make a shot, his body was like a drunkard cramping, swaying back and forth on the ground. Dodging giant attacks again and again.

boom! !

I don't know if it was intentional or if I encountered some mechanism.

A cannonball suddenly spewed out from the barrel in the giant's hand and exploded on the ground.

The moment the shell exploded, Hoffa jumped high on one foot, his body hung upside down, and then he clasped the edge of the barrel with his hand. Along with the giant's arm, a half-moon arc was drawn together. Like a snake, it stood on the giant's arm.

When the giant saw Hoffa standing on his arm, his hungry eyes turned red, and he opened his bloody mouth and bit his arm. Hoffa kicked hard with both feet, and jumped away before the giant bit his arm, landing on the giant's shoulder. The giant's teeth gnawed on the steel gun barrel, shattering a mouthful of teeth.

It howled and crazily shook its head, and its arm was crazily holding the cannon barrel fixed in its hand, but the cannon barrel was probably driven into the giant's bone with steel bars, and it couldn't be shaken off no matter how hard it was shaken.

Hoffa didn't make a move from the beginning to the end. He grabbed the disc earrings on the giant's ears and stood on its shoulder, letting the giant swing wildly. I don't know how long it took, the giant finally calmed down. It looked at its shoulder panting, and grabbed Hoffa with its only intact hand.

Hoffa crossed the cross sword, and put it on the giant's neck simply and roughly.

Compared with the giant's bulky figure, although Hoffa's sword was small, it couldn't be faked because of its sharpness. Just one touch broke the giant's neck.

Although the giant was frantic with hunger, it had to calm down in the face of death, stretched out its hands, panted heavily, and dared not move.

"Have you seen enough?"

Standing on the giant's shoulders, Hoffa shouted at the Squib soldiers hiding around.

The soldiers didn't expect Hoffa to talk to them at this time. They poked their heads cautiously out of the smoke and looked at Hoffa with disturbed eyes. Those eyes made Hoffa think of rats.

"Why did you betray your identity as a wizard? Why did you work for Muggles." Hoffa asked loudly, standing on the giant's shoulders.

No one answered.

Until the smoke cleared a little, someone shouted from an unknown place: "How much do you know about the wizarding world, Bach? Some people have magic, some don't, some are pure blood, and some have to be mudbloods! It doesn't matter at all. Fairness, if there is no magic, then let everyone have no magic, if there is magic, let everyone have magic, what is going on with such half-baked people!"

The cries from the shadows were answered.

A Squib soldier stood up, pointing at the shoulder of the giant, Hoffa felt exhausted: "How are we worse than you, why is the magic power lost and you still have magic, why did our magic disappear?"

"Don't pay attention to him, the era of wizards is over!"

A soldier shouted: "A new god has been born, you relics of the old aristocratic era should be swept into the garbage dump of history, we don't need magic!"

Hoffa glanced at the heavy gun barrels on the giant's back, which had sunk into the flesh and worn out his spine.

"So what you're after is noble."

Hoffa looked at the stinking wound and said lightly.

"We have firm beliefs and goals, we have abundant resources and strength, and we are on the right path of history, Hofbach! If you are willing to help us, we can build an ideal kingdom!"

The sound surrounded Hoffa, stabbing his head. Once upon a time, maybe for a moment, he had sympathized with such thoughts. Once upon a time, under the duress of the gray-haired man in the dream, he briefly agreed to these absurdities. thought. However, what awaited him afterwards was nothing but a similar cycle. Now that he saw these believers again, he no longer had that sympathy.

"That's it."

He said lightly: "I fight for mine, you fight for yours."

The blade slashed down slightly, touching the giant's artery.

"Kill them and I will release you."

Huge khaki eyes stared at the young man on his shoulders. What he said was completely incomprehensible to the giant, but there was something hidden in those black eyes, which directly hit the soul, and it was the most direct communication between creatures.

woo woo

The giant dropped his palm.

Suddenly, it lay down on the ground, pointed the gun barrel in its hand at the soldiers, and the gun barrel burst into flames. Instantly destroy the fortifications built by the soldiers secretly.

The soldiers didn't expect that Hoffa's few words would instigate the giant's rebellion, and now they didn't dare to make more resistance, and fled in all directions without armor or armor.

Bombardment! The giant giggled.

After blowing up the barrel, it even used the shells behind it to bombard the fleeing soldiers. The sound of the explosion was heard far and wide in the wilderness, and the tanks and armored vehicles were blown to pieces under the suppression of the giant artillery iron.

Hoffa stood on the giant's shoulders, tugged on the giant's earrings, and swayed slightly with the giant's body.

If it was in the past, he might feel uncomfortable because of such a cruel scene. However, after experiencing the baptism of nightmares, he found that he didn't care about these scenes of blood and flesh. Those things that he didn't like in the past suddenly changed. must be acceptable.

Round after round of bombardment vented the giant's dissatisfaction. It didn't know how many times it plowed the ground, and it didn't know how many shells it fired. Until the smoke was washed away by the blast wave, it was finally tired and sat on the ground panting.

With a flash of sword light, Hoffa cut off the heavy cannon barrel on the giant's back, as well as the cannon barrel embedded in his arm. Although the process was painful, when the heavy barrels fell to the ground, the giant couldn't help dancing.

It knelt beside Hoffa and poked Hoffa with its fingers, as if trying to get close to him, but Hoffa was not interested in communicating with the giant. He just walked towards Hogsmeade.

After walking a few steps, another group of people from afar surrounded him. The giant quickly ran to the back of the barrel and resisted the empty barrel again.

Hoffa also raised the cross sword in his hand, but when those people approached, he sheathed the cross sword and stood there waiting silently.

The people who came were a group of hunters with bows and arrows on their backs. The leader was Albus Dumbledore's younger brother Aberforth. He was still wearing the rough animal fur coat. There were bandages and several wounds on his face.

However, he was very happy to see Hoffa and the giant following behind him. After coming to Hoffa, Aberforth hooked Hoffa's shoulder without hesitation, and said kindly: "Look, Hogg Talented student of Watts, you are finally sober, you looked groggy last time, but this time you are a big man. These traitors, you should blow them to pieces!"

Hoffa, unaccustomed to Aberforth's warmth, backed off a little.

Others were not as calm as Aberforth. The adult wizards were fine, but there were also a few young wizards in Aberforth's team. They couldn't help turning pale when they saw such a tragic scene.

"Senior Hoffa."

Someone shouted softly.

Hoffa turned his head and saw that it was a young girl. She was wearing a khaki old school robe with a badger tattooed on it. She was a Hufflepuff student. There were several students from other colleges standing beside her, and these students all looked at Hoffa with awe and anxiety.

"Senior, did you kill all these people?" she asked.

"So what?" Hoffa asked lightly.

"call!"

The group of young wizards gasped and whispered.

"Shut up!!"

Aberforth hooked Hoffa's shoulder and cursed loudly: "It's really a bunch of wastes spoiled by my brother. I haven't seen the market, so you can learn from me, understand? Otherwise, relying on you people, I can't take it in my dreams. Back to Hogwarts!"

After finishing speaking, he patted Hoffa on the shoulder vigorously, and said without hesitation: "The Squib soldiers who have been confronting us for a month have been killed by you in a few strokes. It is worthy of the light of Ravenclaw, this year's Among the students, you are the only one who is promising, and the other bastards really don't need to be mentioned."

Hoffa thought to himself that he didn't even have one-tenth of his peak state. If the time went back a year, he might not even bother to fight these soldiers. Now he still needs to be praised for killing a few Squib soldiers, he only regrets that he has fallen to such a point.

He said noncommittally: "The giant bombed it, it has nothing to do with me."

But Aberforth didn't stop there, he was still talking endlessly: "Pudaro was captured by them, we were going to rescue him, but you rescued him directly. Hey, Pudaro, How did you become like this?"

The giant whimpered, grinning his teeth, pointing at the broken tooth in his mouth, humming and chirping non-stop.

"Feed him something to eat, even I want to eat it, it seems that the group of squibs are hungry for him." Hoffa looked back at the giant and ordered.

Just being glanced at by Hoffa, the giant named Pudaro immediately covered his mouth and stopped barking.

"Of course, let alone giants. You too."

Aberforth said, "These guys have been harassing Hogsmeade for a long time, and driving them away this time is a victory worth celebrating. Bach, you came just in time. Let's go to the Pig's Head Bar and cleanse you up."

Hoffa didn't have the mind to come here to clean up the dust. The last time he left Hogwarts, Miranda and Sylby were together. There was also a nightmare god in Hogwarts.

He was worried about Miranda's situation as well as the situation inside Hogwarts. If the God of Nightmare was still inside, with his current level of strength, he might give food to him if he rushed in.

"What's going on in the school, did you go in last time?"

Hoffa asked Aberforth.

"No."

Aberforth said frankly: "The gate of the school has been completely sealed, and no one can get in. Even the secret passages have been blocked. We couldn't find a way to get in, so we had to camp on the side of Hogsmeade." Come down. However, this is also good news. There was not much magic in Hogwarts before, and the gate was broken. Now the gate is closed, indicating that the power of magic has appeared again."

Hoffa listened to Aberforth's words, but felt extremely disturbed.

Who was the person who sealed the gate of Hogwarts? He knew very well, what would happen if Miranda stayed with such a monster? And he returned to a place so close to Hogwarts, with such low strength, if the God of Nightmare attacked him again, would he still be able to escape?