Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 406 Fenrir

"Release Blake."

After those emotionless and cold words came out of Mike's mouth, the smile on Bellatrix's face not far away disappeared.

She opened her eyes wide, tilted her head and looked at Mike as if he was a fool.

"Are you dreaming?" Bellatritus said in an incredible tone, "How could I let him go? He is..."

Bellatrix's words came to an abrupt halt as a gray crystal ball suddenly appeared in Mike's hand.

"Give it to me! Quick!"

Facing Bellatrix's sudden hysteria, a smile flashed across Mike's face. He casually shook the prophecy ball in his hand, and seeing that the other party's head was nodding up and down following his movements, he repeated again:

"Release Blake."

"Give me the prophecy ball first!"

Bellatrix said without thinking, and the beastman behind him had already assumed a fighting stance similar to that of a wild beast preparing to hunt.

Mike shook his head, turned over the hand holding the prophecy ball, and pretended to smash it.

"and many more!"

A slightly nervous female voice came from the other side, and the smile on Mike's face became even wider.

At this time, the situation on Mike's side also attracted the attention of others. Arthur came first, panting, holding the silver sword upside down. At this moment, a strong smell of blood surrounded him, and his red eyes made him look murderous.

His arrival stimulated the beastman opposite, and a large amount of hair grew out at an extremely fast speed on his exposed skin.

At the same time, his already very tall body grew further, and the teeth in his mouth grew rapidly and exposed outside his mouth. Those sharp teeth made people feel creepy - he was actually a werewolf!

He is also a powerful werewolf who can maintain his self-awareness after transformation!
Seeing this, Arthur raised his silver sword again in defense. He was ready. As long as Mike gave the order, he would step forward and chop off the man's wolf head!

Harry, Moody and others in the distance also reacted differently after discovering Black's situation.

Harry was so anxious that he was about to cry. He kept shouting Black's name loudly, trying to get a response from the other party.

Unfortunately, Black had been completely controlled by the Imperius Curse, and the expression on his face was still cold.

Moody's eyes only glanced at Blake and then focused on the prophecy ball in Mike's hand. The muscles on his face kept trembling, and it was unknown what he was thinking about.

"I'll count to three. If you don't remove the Imperius Curse from Black, I'll smash the prophecy." Mike said slowly, "I believe Voldemort will love you well by then. After all, you haven't even completed such a simple task."

"I don't allow you to call adults by their names!" Bellatrix screamed hysterically, but she turned around, raised her wand, and poked Black's forehead hard.

"Ah! It hurts!"

Blake, who was stabbed, seemed to regain consciousness all of a sudden. He held his face with one hand and screamed in pain.

"Are you satisfied now? Give me that damn prophecy ball!"

"Very good." Mike said, "I have already felt your sincerity, so..."

"no!"

A loud shout suddenly came from not far away. Mike and Bellatrix's groups looked in the direction of the sound and saw Moody limping towards them. His magic eye was fixed on Bellatrix, while his physical eyes were looking at Mike.

"The goal of our mission this time is to stop Voldemort from obtaining the prophecy. I will never let you trade it for Black!"

As soon as Bellatrix said this, she burst into hysterical laughter again, and the expression on Black's face, who was still being pointed at by her wand, became extremely interesting.

Many people who were controlled by the Imperius Curse actually still remembered what they did while they were controlled, so Black knew very well what had just happened.

To be honest, although he was very touched, he actually did not approve of Mike's move to exchange the prophecy for him.

After all, defeating Voldemort is more important than one's own life!

But it is one thing to think so, but it is another thing for Moody to say it so harshly!
"My dear cousin, it seems that your companions do not care about your life!"

Listening to Bellatrix's obscene voice, Blake gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to swear.

"It's not your turn to interfere with my decision." Mike said coldly while holding the prophecy ball. "To me, the lives of my friends are far more important than this broken crystal ball."

As soon as these words came out, Black's eyes turned red instantly, and Harry in the distance also shouted.

Just now when Moody said he wanted to give up Black, Harry and the others' hearts almost stopped beating. Fortunately, Mike was reliable and was not shaken by Moody's words.

"Really? That's a shame."

Moody frowned and spoke softly, but the hand hidden behind his back gently shook the wand.

Immediately afterwards, an invisible sharp blade shot towards Blake with an inaudible sound of breaking through the air!

"careful!"

The werewolf who had been standing behind Bellatrix suddenly roared and pulled Black and Bellatrix back behind him!

"Pfft!"

The invisible sharp blade imprinted on the werewolf's belly, easily breaking through the tough wolf skin and leaving a large hole with a diameter of 20 centimeters on his belly.

But the strange thing is that the wound only existed for a moment and then disappeared. No, to be precise, the wound did not disappear, but the werewolf tightened his muscles in an instant, and his strong muscles directly sealed the wound, thus achieving the effect of stopping the bleeding!
Blake stared at the werewolf's belly in a daze. After the transformation, the werewolf was now more than three meters tall. Judging from the height of the wound, if the werewolf had not dragged him away, the spell would have directly cut off his head!

Blake shuddered suddenly, and the fear and dread in his heart quickly turned into a roar after a brief chemical reaction. He shouted:

"Moody you rubbish! You're going to kill me!"

Facing Blake's roar, Moody looked regretful and sighed:

"Is it still not fast enough? What a pity."

As soon as he finished speaking, Moody found a wand pressed against his forehead.

He frowned, looked at Mike in front of him holding a magic wand and smiled: "Really? Mike, are you going to attack me? At this time? We..."

Before Moody finished speaking, his expression became extremely shocked, because a ball of red light flashed from the tip of the blackthorn wand.

"boom!"

The light only brewed for a moment before it suddenly exploded. The powerful impact knocked Moody flying, and his head tilted back to an almost exaggerated degree.

There was another muffled sound, and Moody fell on his back to the ground, his life or death unknown.

And his magic eye fell out of its socket under the powerful impact, bouncing on the ground, and finally rolled to Mike's feet.

"Oh, I told you," Mike snorted coldly, stepped forward and crushed the slime-soaked magic eye completely, "It's not your turn to interfere with my decision!"

At this moment, everyone present was stunned, even Black and Bellatrix in the distance had dull expressions.

They really didn't expect that Mike would actually attack his teammates, and do it so decisively.

But Bellatrix reacted quickly. She laughed and walked out from behind the werewolf, pinching her fingers and speaking in a strange tone;

"It seems that you are very sincere!"

"Stop talking nonsense. Now that the person in the way is gone, let's make the deal!"

Mike's words made the smile on Bellatrix's face disappear again. She gritted her teeth and said:
"Then give me the prophecy ball right now! I'll let him go as soon as I get it!"

"You and I both know that this is impossible." Mike shook his head and said, "How about this, we both take a step back. You let Blake walk towards me first, and I will throw the prophecy ball to you halfway."

Bellatrix looked suspicious when she heard this. Mike continued:
"Don't waste your time. At this point, you should already be very clear about my sincerity, so just be straightforward!"

After much hesitation, Bellatrix finally agreed to Mike's solution. She waved her hand slightly, and the giant werewolf next to her loosened its claws on Blake.

Sirius Black's expression was a little hard to describe. He stood there blankly looking at Mike and the prophecy ball in his hand, seeming to be very conflicted.

Mike knew exactly what Blake was struggling with, and he shouted:
"Black, think about Harry, you can't die!"

Mike's words were like a thunderbolt, which instantly woke Blake up.

He opened his mouth slightly and turned his head to look in the direction of the Hogwarts army. After seeing the child who was desperately screaming and waving at him, Black's expression finally became firm.

He slowly and firmly began to walk towards Mike, one step at a time! Behind him, Bellatrix pointed her wand at Black's back and signaled Mike with her eyes to fulfill his promise quickly.

Looking at Blake who had slowly walked to the middle position, Mike nodded with satisfaction, and then threw the prophecy ball in his hand to the side with all his strength!

Almost at the moment when Mike made his move, a dark green cold light shot out from the wand in Bellatrix's hand and shot straight towards Blake's back.

At the same time, the werewolf beside her also moved, and at a terrifying speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, he ran towards the crystal ball in the air on all fours like a dog catching a frisbee.

This sudden situation made Harry and others in the distance gasp, but Mike still maintained a calm smile on his face.

"Block it!"

Mike said this lightly, and as soon as he finished speaking, Arthur beside him turned into a shadow and stood behind Blake.

"Queen!"

Arthur suddenly shouted, and slashed with his sword the moment a layer of light-colored shield appeared, directly chopping the death ray with an ominous aura into spots of light all over the sky!
Blake, who survived the disaster, was not a fool. After turning his head and understanding the situation, he instantly increased his speed and ran towards Mike with all his might.

Bellatrix, who was not far away, was a little angry and embarrassed. She cursed and threw all kinds of spells at this side.

Unfortunately, it was all in vain. In front of the witcher Arthur, these spells were just slow-moving stray arrows that were chopped off by him in just a few strokes.

And in the distance, the running giant wolf, relying on its almost abnormal physical fitness after the werewolf's words, has also approached the landing point of the prophecy ball. If nothing unexpected happens, the prophecy ball will soon fall into his final destination.

But accidents always happen.

"boom!"

Just as the giant werewolf raised his head to catch the prophecy ball, a huge fireball hit him straight on the body, causing a huge explosion!

Lupin and Tonks slowly walked out from the shadows, their eyes fixed on the huge shadow that still existed in the smoke.

Unlike usual, the expressions of both of them were not very good at the moment, especially Lupin, who now looked gritting his teeth with a rare cruelty.

Mike looked at Lupin and Tonks who suddenly took action and sneered with some disdain.

Just now, when he was negotiating with Bellatrix, Lupin and Tonks were watching from a distance. They neither opposed Mike's actions like Moody did, nor did they jump out to express their support.

In fact, Mike knew their thoughts very well. They just wanted to save Black very much, but were afraid of failing the mission and being held accountable by Dumbledore.

Such little thoughts made their impression points in Mike's mind drop rapidly, even if they jumped out and chose to help now!
The smoke in the distance gradually dissipated, slowly revealing the true appearance of the huge shadow inside.

It was the huge werewolf from before, and compared to before, except for some fur being burnt by the flames, it did not suffer any damage!

Seeing this, Lupin's expression became even uglier. He stared at it with his bloodshot red eyes and growled in a trembling voice:

"Fenrir Greyback!"

As if attracted by the growl, the werewolf in the ruins slowly looked at Lupin and sniffed hard.

Then, his bloody mouth opened wide, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Ah! I smell the scent of my kind!" Fenrir taunted, his voice still a little unclear due to the prophecy ball in his mouth, "Are you my child too?"

"You're the one!"

Lupin instantly became furious, roared and rushed towards Fenrir!
This move made Tonks who was standing beside him dumbfounded. Shouldn't a wizard always keep a safe distance when facing a werewolf, and then use spells to deal with the opponent?

Lupin is now charging straight ahead, is he crazy?

(End of this chapter)