In the Harry Potter Without Harry Potter

The sky outside was unusually dark this evening.

Although Neville, who was playing mahjong, did not notice it in the bright common room, Jon, who had been somewhat distracted since he joined the rest, frequently turned his gaze to the window.

"It's your turn to draw, Jon, what's wrong with you?" Lavender looked at him with a worried face, "Is it true that you are practising spells too hard, I can see that you have been having trouble concentrating."

Jon didn't say anything, even when Lavender opened her mouth he didn't make any move to grab the cards, and kept staring intently at the window.

"Can it get this dark even if it's going to rain?"

His breathing became much deeper than before and hearing his question, Neville and the others also took their eyes off the tile game and looked up at the inky black sky outside the window.

The dark clouds seemed to completely cover the entire sky, not a single ray of light could penetrate in, and only the occasional lightning and thunder from the unseen side of the sky was able to make the darkness disappear for a moment.

"I guess it's going to rain a lot later."

Neville whispered.

And just as his words fell, the sky, which was shiny like a black cloth, suddenly flickered and lit up with countless points of light!

Those points of light are all made up of red and green colour, and at that moment, a long snake-like sudden flash of lightning illuminated half of the sky that they could see.

The darkness covering the sky was not a dark cloud, but hundreds and thousands of wizards wearing black robes and riding on flying broomsticks(?)!

All kinds of dazzling spell light flashed at the tip of their wands, and the next second, as Neville said, heavy rain fell on the exterior of the wagon.

Only what made up this downpour were countless magic spells that fell from the sky like rain!

"Boom!!!"

Under the belated thunderclap, the whole wagon shook dramatically together with that loud sound, the sheer force was so great that it looked like it was going to topple the wagon upside down straight to the ground!

Screams, shouts, and cries rang out in the common room.

The students were all stunned by the sudden development, most of them were shaken to the floor, the ceiling chandeliers were incessantly swaying, and the whole wagon was in complete chaos.

Jon did not hesitate to pull Neville and the few of them down to the ground together when he saw the spells fall.

Dumbledore personally added the protection measures on the exterior of the wagon, so the majority of the effects of the spells were blocked, but the strong impact brought down by the collision was not offset by the protection magic.

Outside the common room, chaotic footsteps were heard from the corridor, and McGonagall's anxious voice faintly carried over.

"Don't panic! Don't panic! Everyone head to the great hall! Everyone head to the great hall!"

The young wizards who heard her words quickly responded, the attack was so sudden, but with the experience from the previous two attacks, at least the students now knew what they should do in the initial hour.

Jon and the group helped each other to rise up from the ground and then ran out of the common room together.

The wagon had been stabilized and balanced, without getting overturned on its side and falling to the ground by that horrible rain of magic spells. The forward speed also accelerated significantly by countless times. Usually, they can't feel bumps much at all, but at this time it felt like they were running wildly in a pile of rocks, jolting, Jon and others hold on to the wall of the long corridor, they simply can't walk forward without support.

The students were all gathered in the great hall, the pale student head boy was assisting Filch, who was unable to conceal his horror, to do a head count.

The Professors were assembled in front of Dumbledore's office at the first sign of the attack, while Dumbledore pushed the door open from behind the one that led to Hagrid's driving seat.

He held his wand in his hand as if he had just helped Hagrid stabilize the wagon to move properly, the magic originally shielding the fierce winds in front of the wagon was completely destroyed, and his grey hair and beard waved freely over his face.

"This time is different from the previous two instances, gentlemen." Dumbledore's voice was steady, this familiar tone slightly soothed the professors' tense hearts, "They're practically flooding the area, the Aurors, the Death Eaters, are encircling us."

Flitwick used his only left arm to hold his wand up in front of his body, his calm voice sounding like he was teaching his students in class about how not to pronounce the f in an incantation with an s.

"So they are all set to kill us now."

Lily waved her well-maintained clean wand, and a worn-out flying broom landed firmly in her hand.

On the other hand, McGonagall was frowning, not as calm as Filius, nor had the same burning desire to fight as Lily, and rather was concerned about the safety of the students in the wagon.

"We have not found the infiltrator, Albus, if we all leave, then who will protect the children?"

Dumbledore raised his arm and Fawkes flew over lightly, gazing down at the professors with his head held high.

"Make a trip to the square and get Kingsley and the men over here."

A golden-red light flashed, and Fawkes disappeared before their eyes.

After doing all this, the professors left the wagon, Slughorn, Lily, McGonagall, and Flitwick guarded the four directions of the galloping wagon, while Dumbledore went right above the wagon and looked up at the black-robed, black-haired male wizard who was leading the Death Eaters and Aurors.

He was not the only one who saw him, Lily, who had just risen to the sky, also saw him.

The next moment, a shrill, hate-filled angry roar rang through the dark sky.

"Severus Snape!!!"

The real rain began to fall.

It was like someone had opened up a water valve in the sky and started to cleanse the filth in the world.

Lightning once again crossed the dark sky, the momentary flash of light also illuminated Snape's pale and cold face.

His hollow pupils reflect the figure of Lily, no other emotions rose in his gaze, as if he saw a stranger.

"Remember what our Lord said." His low but audible voice was loud enough for every Death Eater and Auror present to hear, "Now, let's begin."

The wizards in black robes began to lower their flying brooms beneath them, looking down at the galloping wagon, like hunters staring at their prey, and swooping down!

The rain poured down, and all sorts of spells weaved through the curtain of rain and shot towards the four men guarding the wagon!

No one aimed at Lily, as if everyone has a very tacit understanding, she left to the sky that was still enveloped in a black mist, which was floating along Snape.

After seeing Snape, her eyes no longer had anyone else, and she did not hesitate to pull up the flying broom under her to raise up high and aim the wand in her hand at the man.

"Ah~"

Snape's voice was tinged with sarcasm as he called out the name of the girl who used to sit with him on the grass in Spinner's End and fantasize about the world of magic.

"It's been a long time, Lily 'Potter'!"

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[Author Note:]

The number of wizards has always been a source of controversy due to the conflicting structure of the original story, which portrayed very few students at Hogwarts and hundreds of Ministry of Magic employees who went to build the Quidditch World Cup tournament venue, but they worked on it for over half a year without affecting the normal functioning of the Ministry, and the World Cup venue, which can accommodate 100,000 people, was also packed with wizards from all over the world.

This is one of the holes that can not be jumped over, although Rowling patched most of them later.

The setting of this book is more inclined to more people's side, after all, it would be too boring to write if there would be fewer people, it would appear as if a village was actually fighting internally, which would lose its edge.

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