Hogwarts: A little lion in the skin of the Eagle School

Bokin-Bock Black Magic Goods Shop.

John stood alone before the three Death Eaters, confronting them.

Fenrir immediately entered a half-werewolf form, his fangs bulging out, his claws growing three inches longer, and his knees bending backward.

Like a humanoid beast, full of primal wildness and violence.

John watched this scene, raised an eyebrow, and smiled.

"Even if you become furry, you'll only become uglier, not cuter."

"I don't want to smash up the boss's shop either..."

"Why don't you just surrender and cooperate with the investigation? You might get lenient treatment."

Upon hearing John's words, the two Death Eaters behind him finally understood.

John's presence here was no accident; he was there specifically to deal with them.

Rather than waiting to die, it's better to fight to the death!

With this thought in mind, the two of them simultaneously drew their wands!

"Fenrir! Attack!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Fenrir roared and tore through the air with his claws, aiming directly at John's face.

boom! !

The enormous impact slammed directly into the armored curse in front of John.

John was also thrown into the brick wall behind him.

John was unharmed.

"Avada Kedavra!"

At the same time, two deadly curses attacked from the left and right.

John waved his wand, summoning a large number of earth spikes in front of him.

It crushed everything like a tsunami!

While blocking the Killing Curse, he sent Fenrir flying, smashing through the glass of Borgin-Bock's shop window.

The owner of Bojin, who had been hiding far away, watched this scene with a heavy heart as his goods were shattered into dust by John's single blow!

Draco and Narcissa also hid in a corner to avoid being caught in the crossfire.

Seeing this, the two Death Eaters waved their wands again.

One summoned a Fiendfire spell, which transformed into a fire serpent, attempting to engulf everything in the area.

The other transformed into black mist and flew around John, casting fire spells.

For an instant.

The sea of ​​fire surrounded John, while the terrifying flames devoured the fire, instantly growing into a fire serpent tens of meters long.

The entire Boginbok was engulfed in flames in an instant.

John's armored shimmered under the heat of the flames, emitting a piercing hissing sound, and seemed on the verge of shattering.

Shock!!

The next moment, Fenrir's burning figure rushed through the curtain of flames and suddenly appeared in front of John.

It slammed its claw down hard on John's armored curse again.

Click!

A noticeable crack appeared on the Ironclad Curse, and John was pressed down and unable to move.

Fenrir and the other two Death Eaters both gleamed with delight.

"Break the Ironclad Curse! Let the Fiery Blaze burn him to death!"

The three of them launched another attack together!

As the attack was about to land, the Ironclad Curse was about to shatter, and John was about to be engulfed by the Fiendfire.

The image of Dumbledore casually summoning an overwhelming sea of ​​fire during their sparring session flashed through my mind.

John slowly grinned arrogantly as he raised his wand.

"Let me show you what real fire is!"

The wand whistled as it pierced the sky, and a golden light shone from its tip.

"big Bang!!"

The next second, the golden light exploded into billions of burning stars—

boom!!!

The entire overturned alley fell silent instantly.

The sea of ​​fire, paved with fierce flames, was forcibly torn open, creating a vacuum passage. The fire snakes cried out and disintegrated inch by inch, while golden flames shot into the sky like a waterfall!

......

Diagon Alley.

Harry and his friends, not knowing where John was, were planning to head back first.

Just then, in the direction of Fandao Alley not far away.

boom!!

A violent explosion rang out, and blinding golden flames shot into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a figure flew backward and crashed not far in front of Harry and the others.

Sirius and Hagrid instantly went on alert, standing in front of the children.

However, before they could react...

John's figure slowly walked towards them from the direction from which the explosion came.

His body was enveloped in scorching heat and the embers of lingering golden flames.

It was filled with an unparalleled sense of oppression.

This caused everyone to forget to shout for a moment.

"Pfft! Cough cough!"

At that moment, a painful cough rang out from the smoke and dust.

As the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, a tall, imposing man with a face covered in gray-white wolf fur struggled to his feet.

His hair was singed, blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, and he looked at John, who was walking out of the firelight, with a look of fear on his face.

John didn't notice Hermione and the others not far away, and walked straight towards Fenrir.

The soles of my feet crunched over the shards of glass, making a grating, screeching sound.

It was like the footsteps of death, treading on Fenrir's heart.

boom!

At that moment, two plumes of black mist shot into the sky from the direction from which the explosion had just occurred.

"Fenrir! Retreat!"

One of the black mists emitted a weak yet urgent roar.

John tilted his head slightly up to look at the two streaks of black mist in the sky, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Voldemort's not here, do you think you can escape?"

With that, John waved his wand, and two beams of red light shot like arrows into the two plumes of black mist in the sky.

puff!puff!

The black mist exploded, and two Death Eaters dressed in black robes plummeted from mid-air like tattered sacks.

John didn't even glance at them; they were just two insignificant lackeys.

The person in front of me, Fenrir, is the one with real value.

"Damn brat!!"

Taking advantage of the moment when John was casting a spell to attack the two Death Eaters, Fenrir, despite his injuries, suddenly lunged forward again, grabbing at John.

However, just before his claws touched John...

A spike suddenly shot out from the ground, piercing straight into Fenrir's chest.

boom! !

This attack directly interrupted Fenrir's attack, sending him flying a full three meters into the air.

However, before he could land, a giant fist formed from solidified rock rose from the ground.

The giant rock fist slammed Fenrir to the ground and then smashed him into the brick wall.

"puff!"

Fenrir's eyes bulged out, and he spat out another mouthful of blood.

Then John waved his wand again, and beams of silver-blue light rose up from around Fenrir.

Then, like vines, they wrapped around his limbs, neck, and waist.

The tightness made his wolf fur stand on end, and his throat bones gurgled under the strain.

"Ugh... Ugh—!"

Fenrir struggled desperately, his nails digging deep into his palms, and a dying roar of a wild beast rolled from his throat.

"As expected of a werewolf, it still has the strength to fight back after taking so many hits."

John raised an eyebrow as he watched Fenrir struggle.

"But that's all for now."

John raised his wand and pressed it against Fenrir's forehead.

"Capturing thoughts and ideas."

John's powerful magic pierced Fenrir's mind like an ice spike.

Fenrir's pupils suddenly went unfocused, and his body stiffened abruptly.

Countless memories surged through John's mind.

Most of them are his memories after he became a werewolf, and they are not of much value.

The important part is his memories after leading the werewolf pack to join Voldemort's camp.

Just as John was about to investigate the purpose of their trip, a dark abyss suddenly surged from the depths of Fenrir's memory!

The abyss seemed to be swallowing John's consciousness.

wrong!