A Certain Magical Hogwarts

Chapter 924 Let Me Send You to Meet Death

William rode his direwolf and took the lead.

He suddenly tilted his head, easily dodging an Avada Kedavra attack, then raised his wand high and lashed out a red flaming whip.

The flames, like a spinning lasso, precisely tightened around the werewolf's neck, dragging him to the ground.

The werewolf, who had fallen heavily to the ground, tried to get up, but the young wizard, who had rushed over on his wolf, bent down and slit his throat with a sword.

The entire movement was fluid and seamless, completed in one go.

Dozens of beams of light hurtled towards him, but William flicked his wrist, and a silver shield appeared in front of him, protecting himself and Mormont.

The French werewolves then raised their wands in retaliation.

With a distance of about twenty paces between them, the two sides kept firing spells at each other, as if they were queuing up... to commit suicide.

With William's cover, Mormont finally broke into the crowd.

After landing on the ground, she bent her hind paws, gathered her strength, and lunged forward, slamming her front paws heavily into the abdomen of an enemy.

It actually sent that person and several people behind him flying to the side.

Mormont moved with the agility of a snake, darting through the crowd like a ghost, instantly arousing several wizards.

Caught off guard, they were sent flying into the air, where William, who was passing by, delivered a cutting spell that killed them instantly at the waist.

Hidden under the protection of his subordinates, Greyback watched in fear as the young wizard, engrossed in his killing spree, watched with growing dread.

Each death of a subordinate felt like a heavy blow to his heart.

When the Starks captured Tywin and received the Order of Merlin, Greyback wanted to find an opportunity to bite back at him.

Greyback hated genius wizards like this; turning them into werewolves would be incredibly exciting.

But as Stark's fame skyrocketed, Graybury abandoned the idea.

He's crazy, but he doesn't want to die!

And recently, from the ambush at the Ministry of Magic to the encounter at Buckingham Palace... the Starks have appeared everywhere.

He not only confronted the Dark Lord in front of everyone, but also became a war hero.

Stark was also portrayed as one of the wizards most feared by the Dark Lord.

Although Graybuck scoffed at this claim, he felt that the Dark Lord was far more terrifying.

But he absolutely did not want to face this renowned young man.

Greyback just wanted to leave now and then go and warn the Dark Lord... that it was a trap!

These French werewolves are all Stark's men, including Mormont!

Like centaurs, werewolves also hate being used as mounts, as it is an insult.

The fact that Mormont was so submissive shows that her relationship with the Starks is not simple!

But Greyback couldn't run away because the canyon was protected by an anti-Apparition spell.

As the chaotic battle began, Graybury seized the opportunity and, under the cover of his men, slipped towards the cave entrance.

Just then, a dazzling light appeared in front of them.

Greyback swung his wand, trying to block out the light.

But the rainbow light raged in the air, its incredibly sharp attack piercing through Greyback's magical shield.

During the cutting process, the sound of metal and stone resonated loudly, like a knife cutting through iron and stone.

Graybuck slid backward several meters, his hands trembling, and when he looked down, his abdomen was covered in blood.

He was terrified, clutched his stomach, turned and ran, not daring to linger for a moment.

But William clamped his grip on the wolf's belly, and Mormont, beneath him, leaped high into the air, charging forward and swiftly crossing the battlefield.

In mid-air, William flicked his wand, and the fairy sword, guided by magic, pierced precisely through Greyback's abdomen.

The werewolf leader collapsed to the ground, dead.

After Mormont landed, William jumped down and walked toward Greyback, ready to pull out the sword.

When he was still a meter away from the corpse, Greyback suddenly opened his eyes and raised his hand to unleash an extremely insidious Avada Kedavra.

Werewolves are physically stronger than wizards, and many injuries that would kill a wizard can save a werewolf.

Greyback had been waiting for this opportunity; he had used his skill of feigning death to kill many wizards.

Ha~ Stark is still too young... lacking in combat experience.

Graybury laughed, but then froze, because William seemed to have been prepared all along.

With a hook-like motion, the werewolf's head, which had been severed earlier, flew back into the air and blocked the green light.

His head exploded, splattering out a large amount of blood, but before it could land on William, it was all repelled by a layer of magic.

Graybuck, who launched the sneak attack, was covered in blood from the splattering.

William drew his sword and slapped it across Graybury's cheek, instantly leaving a long, red mark the same width as the blade.

Looking at the stunned werewolf, William laughed:

"Tom tricked me twice in this way, how could I not be careful?"

"But you, having bitten so many wizards, are still alive—that's a medical miracle."

His eyes were icy, and he spoke each word clearly:

"Let me send you to meet your death."

Graybuck then realized what was happening, and before he could even utter a word of protest, he was kicked so hard that his body flew backward two meters like a drawn bow.

William gripped the fairy sword, dragged it along, and slowly approached Greyback. He grabbed Greyback's hair with one hand and swung it down hard with his right.

A huge head flew into the crowd, leaving a trail of blood.

But no one noticed; instead, the werewolves fighting were stomping hard on his head.

William's clothes were stained with blood, but he didn't care and jumped onto Mormont's back again.

With his left hand on the hilt of his sword and his right hand holding his wand, he spurred his wolf forward and charged straight into the crowd.

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Led by a group of werewolves, Lupin headed toward the canyon.

The more he walked, the more familiar it felt, and a sudden jolt went through him.

During the last meeting of the Order of the Phoenix, Dumbledore proposed reopening St. Mungo's Hospital for Magic and Magic.

Isn't this the place?

But even from afar, one could smell an overwhelming stench of blood.

Lupin was filled with doubt and uncertainty. Had the hospital been attacked by werewolves?

He was in a panic, but without a magic wand, he had no way to fight back.

Led by the werewolf, Lupin expected to see Greyback, but when they reached the canyon, they saw an unexpected person instead.

William sat cross-legged on a large rock, his eyes closed, seemingly dozing off.

The French werewolf leader, Mormont, stood quietly guarding to one side, looking like a little maid.

Further away, many werewolves were cleaning up the battlefield, which was littered with corpses.

Hearing footsteps, William opened his eyes, smiled, and said:

"Professor Lupin, it's been a long time."

Since the outbreak of war, Lupin left Akali's Mysterious Shop and infiltrated the werewolf pack.

The two sides had indeed not seen each other for a long time.

Upon seeing William, Lupin could no longer conceal the shock in his heart, and he exclaimed in horror:

"William, this is...?"

"It's nothing," William said casually.

"I simply wiped out Greyback and his werewolves... completely."

Of course, there's also you, still alive.

Lupin: "..."

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