great-warnovel Chapter 311 The Moon's Promotion
Chapter 311 The Moon's Promotion
Chapter 311 The Moon's Promotion
The battlefields on the western and northern fronts have now merged into one.
The Death Eaters, riding broomsticks, led the Order of the Phoenix and the Black Ships towards this location.
The entire area north of Black Lake has become a chaotic battle involving land, sea, and air.
The giant squid emerged from the water once more, along with a group of merfolk who had finally mentally prepared themselves. They lurked near the water's edge, dragging any Muggles or werewolves who inadvertently approached into the water, or attacking the unfortunate souls with the venom of the Loba worm.
In the air, the Order of the Phoenix, Krum's air cavalry, and Scrimgeour's Green Eagles joined forces to annihilate the Death Eaters, forcing them to abandon their flight and instead join the chaotic battle below.
The ground is now a scene of utter chaos, filled with Muggle armies, werewolves, centaurs, and vultures—
Tank formations came from the northeast, and black ships came from the northwest. Both sides were constantly compressing the battlefield space, forcing all creatures within it to engage in slaughter.
It's impossible to tell friend from foe now. In Hermione's moonlight, werewolves attack any creature with a human touch, showing no interest in animals or humans; the Muggle army is trying to exterminate all those who possess magic and don't look human; and the centaurs hate both wizards and Muggles equally. Led by Bane, they weave through the chaotic battlefield, and even though they have suffered heavy losses, they still cunningly and viciously attack everyone.
Durmstrang controlled the swarm of women he had seized, like an army marching from the other side of death; the women were impervious to bullets.
They will not be attacked by werewolves, who hate the living and will pounce on humans trapped in hazmat suits without any effort to control them.
The UMNO, which despises Muggles, was happy to see this situation unfold. The black ships unleashed bursts of Fiendfire, which clashed with the tank formations' shells. Fiendfire, once it touches the Muggles, cannot be extinguished, causing them immense trouble. However, the barrier on their ships trembled repeatedly under the intense barrage, before finally stabilizing itself with great difficulty.
Bella led the Death Eaters into the battlefield below. In such a scene, the Disillusionment Charm proved to be very useful. Under the dim light of the day, the flashes of cannon fire and magic made it difficult even for centaurs to clearly observe a discordant shadow. This gave the Death Eaters a chance to catch their breath, and they secretly used the Death Curse to harvest lives and replenish their depleted immortality.
"Is that the moon?" Such conversations were also taking place in whispers within the Soviet army ranks.
"Did we take too much medication? What's with that giant light bulb in the sky?!"
The artillerymen at the artillery position rubbed their eyes, momentarily pausing because the moon, which had suddenly appeared in the sky, had never been seen by any Muggle before.
They had only received a very brief general education, but they had learned about the existence of the moon from picture books and songs. Now that this thing was actually in front of them, they were momentarily stunned.
The longing and yearning for the moon is a shared emotion among humankind for thousands of years. Even these wasteland Muggles who have never seen its true appearance cannot help but feel a surge of emotion when they finally see it.
"That's an evil magical moon! It was summoned by the followers of those devils!" a political commissar shouted.
"Don't look! Don't think about it! It will corrupt you!"
"Anyone with a good aim, shoot it down!"
Hermione's moon was inside the barrier, so the cannonballs couldn't touch her at all.
Not only humans, but centaurs were also stunned for several seconds by the sudden appearance of the moon. They hadn't seen any celestial bodies in the sky for many years. Although the moon was obviously not real, it reminded them of the days when they would face the sky and claim their fate.
"Ha, the moon—" Bain sneered.
"A clumsy imitation is no match for a hair of the real starry sky—humanity, you all must atone!"
In the current situation, Hogwarts is actually the most comfortable. Apart from the members of the Order of the Phoenix fighting outside, most of the teachers and students are hiding in the barrier. They can sit back and watch the werewolves and Muggles fight to the end, and then reap the benefits.
But Hermione, now the moon, suddenly finds that things seem to be going beyond her expectations.
The bright moonlight shone across the entire battlefield, attracting everyone's attention. Whether it was their own wizards, the opposing Muggle warriors, or the crazed werewolves, nearly ten thousand people were fighting here, and they all felt a kind of inexplicable longing for the moon.
These seemingly few, almost religious emotions seemed to directly break through the door she had deliberately closed to advance to the moon form.
Her magical power had long been accumulated, and her knowledge and soul had reached the level of a great wizard, but because she lacked faith, her moon form could not be universally ascended for a long time.
I had previously planned that the transformation would take about half a year to complete, but it has been delayed until now.
Because of her fear of the Dark Moon, Hermione intended to rely solely on her native magic to advance to the next level, but now it seems that the progress of the Moon Form is completely out of her control.
Those feelings of longing and reliance gave her, the transformed Oborozuki, a feeling of exhilaration, like someone who had been starving for months and suddenly had a feast. With the energy supplied by the castle's radiant stone core, everything was ready, and she was forced into an evolutionary state similar to breaking out of her cocoon.
A wave of drowsiness swept over her soul, pulling her into a vortex of sleep. The roar of the battlefield and the fierce battle in the sky seemed unable to awaken her. It was as if a gentle voice was telling her not to resist, but to accept this most important transformation.
And now, no one can interrupt her in this state.
While Dumbledore was entangled with Voldemort and the students were fighting the enemy outside, no one could tell that there was anything wrong with the moon she had transformed into; it was just bigger and brighter, and seemed to be in very good condition.
If it weren't for the existence of the Dark Moon, she would be feeling really good right now. A burgeoning power was coursing through her body, making her feel like she was omnipotent. Her spirit was in a deep slumber, but she was looking down on the entire battlefield from a strange God's-eye view. She seemed completely detached from it all, feeling the moon, which she had transformed into, beating rhythmically like a heart.
Suddenly, everything went black, just like when she first completed Animagus, and she was once again trapped in her own mental world.
The familiar calm water surface, and the huge, cold, dark moon as big as a car canopy on the distant sea horizon.
But now, Hermione doesn't know whether the moon is her own embodiment or a symbol of the Dark Moon's arrival.
She looked down at herself and found that everything was normal; she could move freely and there was no sign of her mind being manipulated.
Looking around again, she realized that there was no other version of herself to talk to; it seemed that she was all alone in her mental world.
"Outer God of the Dark Moon, if you have arrived, please show yourself," she said calmly.