The Nazi soldier fell on Harry on Ron. The two boys screamed again. The silhouette of a small figure with long bushy hair holding a wand at ready appeared. "Hermione!" said Harry, pushing the soldier off. Hermione looked equally shocked as the boys as she couldn't believe what she had just done. Ron looked at the soldier. "He isn't dead, is he?" "Paralyzing spell." muttered Hermione. Another explosion nearby drowned out her words. "Come on, let's go!" said Harry, coming back to his senses. The sound of the battle was coming closer. "Where did you come from?" Harry asked as the three ran off again through the trenches. "Behind the bunker! I was wondering where you two were!" Hermione said angrily. "What happened? Where are we and why are we here?" "To see that, I think!" Ron said, pointing. Harry and Hermione looked where Ron was pointing. Wizards on brooms and flying carpets were flying around blasting away with their wands. Some wizards were flying on their own or firing without wands from their fingertips. Despite the confusion, Harry could tell that the wizards were of many ethnic backgrounds. One of the wizards caught a glimpse of the three students. He was a young Asian man flying on his own without a broom or a carpet. He could not have been older than twenty. "Captain! Look!" He yelled, pointing at Harry. The captain, Indian wizard with a turban, sitting on a fast moving flying carpet, looked at their direction. "What the." He said. "Chang! Retrieve those three!" The captain shouted, surprised to see Hogwarts uniforms on a battlefield. "Yes, Captain Sharmar!" Chang said. The Asian wizard who had spotted them first was Chang. He immediately swooped towards the three like a diving ghost and landed on his feet in front of the three. He was very tall, and towered over the three students. Harry could see a young handsome face that had a hardened expression. The thick black eyebrows, almond eyes, a strong jaw line gave the young man a strong willed look. If it weren't for his black robe and pointed hat, he would have seemed like a muggle commando. Just then, more Nazi soldiers emerged from the trench. They seemed confused, but were not shy to open fire with their machine guns. Chang raised his hand and the bullets stopped mid air in front of the children as if they had hit an invisible force field. When the bullets dropped to the ground, Chang extended his other arm and released fire from his hand onto the soldiers. The soldiers were burning, their features unrecognizable under the flames. Their desperate screams were again drowned out by sounds of more gunfire and explosions that seemed to be coming closer. Harry, Ron, and Hermione, however, were once more dumbfounded. They had frozen where they stood and could only look at what was happening with horror. Chang wasn't wasting time making conversation. He bent down and held all three students in a huge hug. Harry could feel the strong arms under the fabric -- this was for real. Chang launched into the sky at an amazing speed holding all three children. An old Indio witch with a colorfully patterned cloak on a broom was yelling, "Entry path for the allied forces is open, Captain! Artillery has been destroyed as well! Squads at Utah Beach report success as well!" "Alright! Mission accomplished! All squads, fall back!" the captain yelled. The wizards instantly started to fly away from the beach. From above high, Harry could see the smoking beach as allied soldiers started to overrun the bunker and the trenches as Chang carried him away.