HP: Azkaban's Outstanding Graduate

Dusk, like diluted ink, permeated the wizard black market hidden beneath the dilapidated streets.

The strange smells of potions and excrement mingled and permeated the air.

The cluttered stall was filled with magical items of unknown origin, prohibited potion ingredients, and some inferior alchemical products.

Lupin and Tonks stood in front of an inconspicuous corner stall, run by a middle-aged wizard with a haggard face and shifty eyes.

His tattered collar was deliberately pulled up, but Lupin could still spot a scar on his cheek that looked like a wild beast's scratch—a werewolf's mark.

"You...you really have a way?"

The stall owner's voice was hoarse, filled with an incredulous longing and deep wariness. He stared intently at Lupin. "Can you really free me from... the moon's control?"

"It's not a complete escape, but at least it allows you to remain rational on the night of the full moon, so you no longer have to hurt others or suffer the pain of being deformed."

Lupin's tone was gentle yet firm. He did not mention "Bronze Feather" or any specific organization, but simply tried to convey hope to the other party.

"Of course, we also have stable medications, and... a community that can accept you."

Tonks stood slightly behind Lupin, her hair a striking pink today, her eyes scanning the dimly lit passageway and the hurried crowd with alertness.

Unlike Lupin's composure and restraint, her style of doing things is more direct and relies more on intuition.

Despite their different personalities and factions, the two unexpectedly got along well while carrying out this mission.

Lupin's patience and affability can unlock the werewolf's closed heart, while Tonks can effectively compensate for Lupin's sometimes lowered vigilance due to sympathy.

This was the fifth werewolf they had encountered who was willing to try to change his fate. Just as Lupin was about to persuade the werewolf to leave his contact information, Tonks suddenly nudged Lupin with his elbow.

"Remus, something's not right."

Her voice was very low, and her eyes kept glancing at the figures in heavy black robes in the distance. "Those guys have been pointing and whispering at us ever since they appeared."

Lupin felt a chill run down his spine; he trusted Tonks' intuition.

He immediately told the stall owner, "The situation has changed. We will contact you again before the next full moon."

He immediately ended the conversation and prepared to leave quickly with Tonks.

"boom--!"

A deafening explosion suddenly erupted!

The walls of a nearby shack made of tattered planks were smashed to pieces as if they were made of paper. Amidst the flying wood chips, a huge figure roared and charged out!

It was a werewolf, but its size was far beyond ordinary. When it stood upright, it almost touched the low ceiling of the black market, and its height of nearly five meters brought a terrifying sense of oppression.

Its muscles were bulging and taut, its hair was like hard steel needles, and saliva dripped from its huge mouth full of fangs, stretching into a long, thin thread on its chin.

What's most chilling are its scarlet eyes, completely filled with madness and violence, devoid of any rationality, containing only pure bloodlust.

Moreover, it clearly has a specific target—Lupin and Tonks, who were just trying to "bewitch" their fellow countrymen!

"careful!"

Lupin roared and almost instinctively shoved Tonks aside, his wand instantly sliding into his hand.

The giant werewolf's claws, accompanied by a piercing shriek as they tore through the air, slashed down fiercely towards the spot where they had been standing!

With a ripping sound, the bewildered stall owner was cleaved into several pieces by this claw.

After landing a successful blow, the giant werewolf did not stop, but turned around and swung its claw at Tonks, who had just regained his footing.

Lupin felt a chill run down his spine; the werewolf before him was not only enormous but also incredibly fast.

Fortunately, Tonks reacted quickly, pointing his wand: "Obstacles Abound!"

A semi-transparent barrier instantly appeared in front of the werewolf's claws, barely blocking the fatal blow, but the enormous impact caused her to stagger back several steps.

"What is this thing?!"

"Tonks shouted, his hair turning a fiery red in an instant, like a leaping flame, as he tensed up.

Lupin's expression was solemn. He raised his hand and cast a stun spell. The condensed spell light struck the giant werewolf's head, but it just grimaced and shook its head, and then returned to normal.

He tried several other spells that could affect dark creatures, but all of them had little effect.

"Find a way to restrict its movements!"

As Lupin shouted, he waved his wand and fired a petrification spell. The spell struck the giant werewolf's body precisely once again, but it failed to achieve its intended purpose.

The black market was in complete chaos, filled with screams, curses, and the sound of items being overturned.

The werewolf's claws grazed their clothes several times, tearing the ground and the remaining stalls apart.

"Immediately imprison them!"

As Lupin and Tonks swung their wands almost simultaneously, several magical ropes shot out from the tips of the wands like living snakes, quickly wrapping around the giant werewolf's limbs and torso.

However, these thick magical ropes appeared so fragile in the face of this raging behemoth.

It let out a roar, and with a sudden, violent tug of its muscular forelimbs, the rope that shimmered with magical light snapped into pieces like rotten hemp rope!

The werewolf's crimson eyes were fixed on Tonks, and it pounced again, its claws lashing out, bringing with them a gust of bloody wind.

"He collapsed to the ground, completely unconscious!"

Tonks nimbly rolled to the side and back, simultaneously unleashing a dazzling red spell.

The spell struck the werewolf's shoulder blade precisely, only slightly halting its charge.

It shook the part that had been hit, let out an even more ferocious roar, and increased its speed even further!

"Crushed to pieces!"

Lupin's Shattering Curse struck the werewolf in the chest, instantly causing it to bleed profusely.

However, this level of attack had limited effect on the giant werewolf. It only staggered slightly before continuing to charge forward recklessly towards Tonks, raising its claws high.

"Armor protects you!"

boom!

The Ironclad Curse rippled violently under the werewolf's terrifying claws, and cracks spread instantly.

Tonks flew backward, crashing into a barbecue stall that had been selling barbecue, scattering charcoal and other debris all over the ground.

The werewolf lunged forward and quickly cleared away the debris blocking its path with its sharp claws.

At the critical moment, Lupin saw several thick iron skewers scattered on the ground.

Before he could think, a silent levitation spell levitated the iron spike, and then he quickly swung his wand and thrust it forward!

call out!

The iron skewer transformed into a blurry black shadow, piercing precisely into the werewolf's gaping mouth with a terrifying sound of tearing flesh and bones, and exiting from the back of its head!

Seeing this, Tonks quickly used the Levitation Charm to control the skewers of meat and stab them fiercely at the werewolf's head.

Puff puff!

The giant werewolf's movements came to an abrupt halt; its massive body stiffened abruptly, and its blood-red eyes, filled with madness, quickly dimmed.

It swayed, and finally collapsed like a mountain, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The black market was deserted. Apart from the mess and a few unfortunate corpses that had been caught in the crossfire, only Lupin and Tonks, who were panting heavily, and the huge werewolf corpse in front of them.

"What...what kind of monster is this?!"

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Lupin stepped forward, his face pale, and pointed his wand at the corpse: "Reveal your true form!"

Nothing has changed.

The magical light flowed over the werewolf's rough fur and ferocious form, but failed to restore it to even the slightest humanoid feature.

"It's not working..."

Lupin frowned, his voice filled with doubt, "It... seems unable to transform back into human form. This is not right, very not right."

He crouched down, ignoring the strong smell of blood, and carefully examined the werewolf's unusually sharp claws and fangs, which still bore faint magical fluctuations and dark red bloodstains.

"Its werewolf form seems to have been solidified by some kind of force, and its size is too astonishing, like..."

He didn't continue speaking, a resolute glint in his eyes.

To prevent the corpse from being salvaged by any returning enemies, and also to obtain more information, he raised his wand, and a precise cutting spell flashed—

A tiny wound appeared on the giant werewolf's neck. Lupin reached out and examined the shallow wound. Helpless, he bent down and picked up an iron rod from the ground, turning it into a saw.

What happened next made Tonks frown.

A moment later, the werewolf's huge and ferocious head was finally completely separated from its body.

“We have to take this with us,” Lupin told Tonks. “There might be something more complicated behind this than we think.”

Lupin found a relatively clean, thick cloth from the scattered stalls, carefully wrapped the huge, ferocious werewolf head, tied a knot, and carried it in his hand.

“Get out of here as soon as possible,” Lupin said to Tonks, his tone regaining its usual calm. “Those men in black robes might come back.”

Tonks nodded, brushed the dust and sawdust off her clothes, and her hair had returned to its usual more vibrant bubblegum pink.

She didn't act immediately, but watched Lupin prepare to use Apparition, then suddenly spoke, her voice much softer than usual, carrying a rare hesitation:

"Remus... could you... could you come with me to number 12 Grimmauld Place?"

She paused, avoiding Lupin's slightly surprised gaze. "That place... is now the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix. We need to take this..."

She pointed to the package in Lupin's hand, "And tell them about the situation we encountered."

This was completely different from her usual carefree demeanor; her cautious manner gently touched a soft spot in Lu Ping's heart.

Lupin was silent for a moment. He could sense that Tonks' words were not just about reporting on a mission.

He looked at the mixture of expectation and worry in her eyes and finally sighed softly.

“Tonks, you know, I’m a member of the Bronze Feathers now. My presence there, in my current capacity, might make some of the old guys feel… a little uncomfortable.”

He stated the facts calmly, without complaining, only offering a reminder.

"I know."

Tonks nodded, his voice even lower. "I just feel... this is important. And..."