Hogwarts: I'm just here to enjoy the magic

While Neville was thinking, a shrill siren sounded throughout London.

Look up subconsciously.

At the end of his sight, fire suddenly appeared.

Along with the fire, there were continuous explosions.

The movement was so loud that even the screaming siren couldn't cover it up.

If you look carefully, you can see a large number of black mechanical spiders heading towards London.

Sometimes they run, charging forward quickly, and sometimes they stop and let the cannons on their backs fire.

In the sky, densely packed mechanical vultures showed their ferocious side.

As long as he sees the exposed soldiers, he will directly fire the rockets in his belly.

Send them to God.

After firing all the mounted rockets, it will dive directly and launch a suicide attack.

Neville used a spell on himself to enhance his eyesight.

It can be clearly seen that in the distance, a soldier is controlling an anti-aircraft gun and firing continuously at the mechanical vulture.

He must have had a lot of training in the past, so he just pulled the trigger and fired for two or three seconds, and the mechanical vulture was blown up by the volley.

As the soldiers celebrated, more vultures swooped down.

Now, even if he was ranked No. 1 in the shooting competition, it would be useless.

With a look of fear on his face, he was knocked to the ground by the mechanical vulture and then exploded.

Scenes like this filled the entire defense line.

The wizards who were mixed in the army no longer hid now, and took the initiative to stand up, waving the wands in their hands, and applying various protective magics to their allies.

But that doesn't make much sense.

In the face of massive or even oversaturated attacks, protective magic such as the Iron Armor Curse is as easy to be torn apart as paper.

And the objects they protected also turned into blood mist, becoming no longer important residue on the battlefield.

"Did you see that?" Jack's voice suddenly sounded, "These wizards seem to be working very hard, and they are still trying to turn the tide."

"Yes." Neville nodded.

"Let's not talk about their failure." Jack's lips curled up slightly, "Even if they succeeded and became heroes on the battlefield... they would still be just pawns at best."

Jack used this rare occasion to teach Neville a lesson.

no way.

Although everyone seems to be 13 years old, he is not a real 13-year-old boy after all, but a mature adult.

He has long passed the age where he was keen on pretending to show off, and even deliberately put himself in a very dangerous situation just to show off.

As a real 13-year-old boy, Neville still has many immature parts and needs more guidance.

"Look at us again." Jack said slowly, "Just stand in a safe place and wait for the end of the matter. This is the chess player, this is the person who plays chess. You have to remember, the chess player It's not the same thing as a chess piece."

While Jack was talking, a wizard suddenly jumped out from the distant battle line.

With a wave of his hand, he put up a very powerful protective shield.

Even the rockets launched by the mechanical vultures did not tear the shield immediately.

Taking this opportunity, he retreated back with some soldiers.

Judging from his performance, he is the savior of this group of people.

Without him, these soldiers would definitely be named one by one, and eventually, they would all die here.

Such a savior and a great hero should have been praised and showered with compliments.

however……

After discovering such a 'hard bone', more mechanical vultures were mobilized to bombard the group of people.

In just over a minute, they were all reduced to minced meat.

It can be said that such a freshly-baked hero rose to prominence quickly and died quickly.

And his heroic act disappeared directly in the gunfire.

No one cares anymore.

"Is this a chess piece..." Neville realized.

It has nothing to do with good or evil, moral character, or even ability...

Just consumables that serve the 'bigger picture'.

Chess pieces exist like this.

In fact, to put it more radically, Neville is also a chess piece now, a chess piece that belongs to Jack and obeys Jack's command.

Even so, he is already much better than most people.

"Okay, let's not talk about that." Jack shook his hand and stopped the topic.

Neville needed good guidance, but it was impossible to mold his concepts and ideas in just an hour or two.

This is a relatively long process.

"Do you want to go see the parents in this world?" Jack chose to change the topic.

"Parents..." Neville frowned.

He is not a cold-blooded animal who is indifferent to family affection.

In fact, even if his parents were admitted to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Maladies, he would go with his grandmother to visit his parents from time to time.

It is precisely because of frequent visits...

Therefore, he can clearly know that he is not a wild child who jumped out of a stone without a father or a mother.

He just couldn't get the comfort and support from his parents after fighting with his peers.

In this way, he doesn't have much feeling for the Longbottoms in this world.

At most, I am just curious about what kind of people they are and how they are different from their parents in the main world.

That's it.

"You can watch it, or you don't have to watch it." Neville answered sincerely.

"Then let's go there." Jack shrugged, "Some interesting things happened over there, and I want to go and have a look. It just so happens that I can also take a look at the couple."

"Then here..." Neville was a little confused, "Don't you wait until it's over?" He pointed at the battle line that was getting closer and closer.

It was obvious that Britain's soldiers could no longer withstand it, and it was only a matter of time before London fell into the hands of the kingdom.

"Can't you guess the final outcome of this battle?" Jack smiled, "The rest is nothing more than trivial matters such as cleaning the battlefield and collecting various trophies. I don't need to keep an eye on this kind of thing myself Bar?"

"Yes." Neville nodded.

Not only did Jack not need to watch, but he, the colonial governor, didn't need to watch either.

There are dedicated personnel who will report to him after the battle.

Just listen to the process of the war and the various achievements achieved after the war when the time comes.

"Isn't that okay? Let's go over there and see what's going on."

"it is good."

With a new itinerary, the two of them took the guards and walked out of the city.

Along the way, you can see a large number of ordinary people carrying luggage and running away from the city.

Jack and the others could easily blend in among these people and leave London without using magic.

Then he found an opportunity, broke away from the fleeing army, and headed towards his destination.

After spending some time, we finally arrived at our destination.

After being bulldozed, the abandoned ancient city was rebuilt with temporary buildings.