thefictionvixens Chapter 335 For You, I Become a Werewolf (Subscribe)
Chapter 335 For You, I Become a Werewolf (Subscribe)
Chapter 335 For You, I Become a Werewolf (Subscribe)
"Ash, have you found any trace of him?" Lupine followed behind Ash, he was a little out of breath, and seemed to be in a bad state.
"Closing," said Ash, clutching his wand, searching for Peter Pettigrew in his mind.
Originally, he still felt that the soul was getting further and further away, but for some reason, he seemed to stop.
It's not far away.
"Huh..." Lupine's tired look made Ash frowned, "What's wrong with you?"
"I, I'm fine..." Lupine muttered.
Ash nodded slightly, then looked at the increasingly dim surroundings and waved his wand lightly.
"Fluorescent flashes."
The little light on the wand illuminates the surroundings and allows Ash to see Lupine clearly behind him.
Lupine really didn't seem to be in a good state... He lowered his head and covered his head with his hands, as if he was still muttering something.
"Lupine, what are you..." Ash approached Lupine a little bit, carefully observing Lupine's state, after all, his state didn't seem to be very good.
"It's nothing... I just..." Lupine murmured and sat down on the ground, his neat suit was cut open in the mess, exposing his fluffy arms.
Ash froze for a moment, he took a few steps back slowly, and then raised his wand.
"Werewolf?" He asked softly.
"Come on... Ash," said Lupine, "I... I forgot today..."
The moonlight sprinkled from the treetops, silently shining on the man's face, his weak face was as pale as the silver stream falling down, while the trembling hands grew black profanity in the struggle.
"Tsk..." Ash looked at Lupine who was gradually transforming in front of him and frowned... a werewolf, it's not difficult to deal with... but he is Lupine... he himself is a bit tricky.
"Wow!" The ferocious beast looked at the moonlight and made a bloody sound, which made Ash frown.
Looking at the blood-red eyes that gradually turned, Ash sighed helplessly.
"Sorry Lupine."
"Dizzy." Ash's spell was not like that of children, a spell as thick as a wrist was thrown out in the darkness like a long blood-red whip.
With the sound of breaking through the air, he swung towards the beast.
"Ow!"
The beast dodged the attack while howling, and rushed towards the wizard through the forbidden forest again. His fangs shone silver in the moonlight, and hit another metal fist with the sound of metal and iron clashing. products.
The rapier in the wizard's hand flipped back and forth, performing a water dance in front of the beast, skimming the fur of the beast between the fright and the falling moon, and repelling it while the werewolf wailed in pain.
The dark-haired wizard frowned and stared at the werewolf in the distance, flipping his wand back and forth.
The werewolf's eyes were cold, but even if it was more than ten meters away, it could still smell the blood and indifference on the opponent's body.
"Ow."
I don't know if it was discussed in advance, or it was a coincidence, the silver-blue magic circle poured out hundreds of soul arrows from behind the wizard, hitting the werewolf who was howling loudly.
The silver rain is like a shooting star in the dim forest, hitting the fur of the beast with a gradually dissolving blue trail.
But the wizard didn't stop, he swung his wand again, and the red whip appeared again, throwing it at the beast with a loud shouting spell, and also at the gentleman in the form of a wolf in the dark.
"Ow!"
The ear-piercing howl of the wolf explained everything, and the wizard had to take out his stabbing sword again. The blood of the werewolf dripped on the glyph of the dragon's flapping wings, and there were bite marks of fangs on the worn sword.
The ear-piercing sound of metal clashing is accompanied by sparks appearing continuously in the depths, and also accompanied by the gradually falling rain, which provides the kindling for this gorgeous dance.
"Huh..." The wizard let out a sigh of relief looking at the slightly heaving beast lying on the ground in the distance, and he swung his stabbing sword. The red blood drops mixed with the rainwater, and gradually faded on the mottled land.
"Lupine, you are such a troublesome friend..." The wizard muttered and approached the beast, while reaching out and gently resting his hand on his chest.
It's still warm...that should be fine...
The sorcerer was raising his head gently in peace of mind, when he heard a sudden rustling sound. Amidst the thunder of summer, the lightning that struck the sky left two intertwined shadows.
"Hey..." The red blood slowly dripped on the ground, and the magic spell of the same color pulled the beast away again.
Looking at the red spring flowing from his arm, he frowned... It wasn't because of the subtle invisible pain, but because he could feel something wantonly going to the deepest part of his body swept up.
In the alternation of summer rain and thunder, the wizard had no choice but to untie a delicate orange bottle from his waist. After a short hesitation, he poured the liquid from a distant time and space into his throat.
"Fortunately... my luck is not too bad."
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"Except your weapons!"
The silver curse flew across the forest and hit Snape who was holding his wand high. Under Harry's surprised eyes, Snape who was holding his wand high was knocked down to the ground.
Then the wand in his hand rolled to his hand.
He quickly got up and raised his wand to Snape who was sitting on the ground.
"Not bad... not bad..." Snape said in a low voice: "Mr. Pott, do you still believe in Lupine and Embers' deception?"
"No..." Harry shook his head, "It's just that I don't trust you even more."
His words made Snape's disgusted expression freeze suddenly, and he seemed to see something different in those emerald green eyes...
This stings his heart, making him bow his head and say nothing.
"The spell dissipates." Ron's voice came, and he was waving his wand in an attempt to bring the petrified Hermione back to life, but it was obvious that his spell didn't seem right.
"Curse stop." Snape's voice came, his low voice made Ron shudder.
"Ahem." He coughed and waved his wand again.
"Curse stop." The spell casting was successful this time, and Hermione coughed out of breath, as if she felt uncomfortable because of being closed for too long.
"Professor Snape...you should listen to us." Hermione said, looking at Snape lying on the ground, she explained: "Peter Pettigrew is an Animagus."
"He's Ron's Scabbers."
Hermione looked at Snape, who still didn't believe it, and said, "Harry saw Peter Pettigrew's name on the Marauder's Map that day."
"And Sirius wasn't the one who killed Harry's parents."
"That's right..." Sirius said, "I suggested that James secretly changed the Secret Keeper...he chose Peter Pettigrew."
"But we didn't expect...Peter Pettigrew is..."
Hermione nodded in agreement with his statement, but for some reason, she felt itchy on the top of her head, so she stretched out her hand and scratched it.
"Hermione...your..." Ron stared at the top of her head for a moment.
And Sirius let out a big laugh.
"damn it……"
"There's a bean sprout growing on her head."
(End of this chapter)