0287 Intense Fighting

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0287 Intense Fighting Harry stood there in a daze, forgetting to move. "But--" Hermione managed to maintain some basic sanity. She looked at the moon in the sky, her voice trembling with fear, "It's not a full moon today, if if I remember correctly!" "The virus in Greyback's teeth disrupted the balance of magic in his body!" Snape's voice almost squeezed out from between his teeth. His greasy hair was soaked with sweat, sticking to his cheeks. His wand swung so fast that it left afterimages. Every time it struck, several werewolf's bodies were torn apart or bounced back by an indestructible barrier. The deafening roar seemed to burst people's eardrums. The dying wails and howls of the werewolves were far more terrifying than any sound Harry had ever heard. Now, he finally understood why even Professor Watson, with his bold teaching style, didn't dare to let younger wizards deal with werewolves! At this point, both sides were fighting with bloodshot eyes. It turned out that Greyback had given orders to his subordinates not to harm the young wizards of Hogwarts, but at this point, the werewolves had lost their sanity, and his orders were not as effective as before. "Get down, Harry!" Sirius suddenly leaped up, stepping on the shoulder of a werewolf about to fall, and leaped across the distance to tackle Harry to the ground. They rolled on the ground for a few rounds, crashing into the lower body of a werewolf before stopping. "Harry!" Ron's legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground along with Malfoy. Facing the ferocious pack of werewolves, Hermione was drenched in sweat, trembling as she raised her wand, but her mind was blank. Whoosh! Immediately after, the werewolves pinning Harry down were all sent flying. Sirius gave up using his wand to fight the werewolves and transformed into his Animagus form. He shielded Harry with his body, and a trickle of blood from the cut eyebrow stained his gray eyes red. He snarled at the approaching werewolves, ready to pounce. At the moment when Harry was released, Snape's breath almost stopped, the color drained from his face, and his chest only rose and fell again when Sirius sent the werewolves flying. Snape's body shook uncontrollably, his lips parched, but his eyes nearly spat fire, his reason prevented him from leaving Hermione and Ron, though he didn't realize his expression was more ferocious than ever before. Thick, foul-smelling black smoke billowed from Snape's wand tip, obscuring the night sky. The nauseating smoke grew against the wind, turning into black pythons that entwined the approaching werewolves. The smoke-formed pythons clearly possessed incredible toxicity and corrosiveness, the werewolves they ensnared screaming in agony before their bodies visibly melted away like snowmen near a fire. The thick scent of blood and the gruesome scene made Hermione and Ron vomit, and the spell that killed over twenty werewolves also greatly exhausted Snape. He staggered, seeing double of everything before him. The werewolves had lost nearly half their numbers, but they still had sufficient forces, and Hagrid's motorcycle was still behind the wall formed by the werewolves. It seemed their chances of breaking through were slim! Sirius protected Harry under him, glaring fiercely at his surroundings with a savage look. The ferocious aura and larger size than ordinary werewolves temporarily intimidated the approaching werewolves, but it was only temporary. These vicious dark creatures surrounded Sirius and Harry, trying to find a weakness. Lying on the ground, Harry looked up at the large black dog just inches away, looking at his horrifying wounds, He was speechless for a moment. Snape was also at his limit, but the intimidating power of his dark magic from earlier made the werewolves hesitate to approach for the time being. Hermione, Ron, and Draco's lives now depended on Snape. For the first time in his life, Ron began to pray for Snape, hoping he could hold on a little longer. Hermione gathered her courage and tremblingly asked. "Professor, what can I do for you?" "Just you try!" As Firenze's words fell, on the other side, Greyback and the transformed Lupin finally determined the winner. In their duel as werewolves, it was foreseeable that Lupin would lose. His entire body was covered in horrifying bite marks, and in the most severe place, a chunk of flesh had been torn off. Lupin's head and two elongated arms hung down, and no one was sure to confirm whether Professor Lupin was still alive. "You lowly mules actually dared to drive us away!" Greyback's fangs dripped with blood. As he approached, the werewolves quickly gathered behind him, staring at the brutally killed comrades in the forest. Every word Greyback spoke carried a strong bloody scent, "Alright, alright, the losses are severe, aren't they? But it doesn't matter. Werewolves have strong vitality, and we will soon recover—" "Remus" Sirius shouted in anger, calling out Lupin's name. Greyback laughed bloodily, holding onto the back of Lupin's head like displaying a trophy to everyone, "Don't worry, folks. This despicable traitor isn't dead yet. I still have a lot to talk to him about. But, tonight's commotion has indeed exceeded expectations. Hmm, if possible, I would like to invite all of you to leave with us. After all, we still need to negotiate with old man Dumbledore." Upon hearing that Lupin was still alive, Sirius calmed down slightly, but his eyes were filled with deep hatred as he stared at Greyback. Greyback's words, almost taunting, made the centaurs furious. They clawed their hooves restlessly, only one command away from charging. "We retreat—" Unexpectedly, Snape coldly said. "Do you think I'm a coward, Snivellus? I won't abandon Remus!" Sirius immediately turned his head and glared at Snape. Harry also didn't want to retreat. He, like Sirius, would never give up on Professor Lupin. and there was still the matter of Peter Pettigrew to resolve. But Harry had seen the carnage; He knew that besides making the people protecting them helpless, he was useless. Sirius was the same. His face was as pale as paper, and he had at least eight bloody holes on his body, still bleeding. These were the wounds he received when he fought the werewolves in his Animagus form. "The motorcycle's coming!" Snape raised his wand high and shouted. Not far away, a motorcycle rose from the ground, broke a few vines, and stopped in front of them. Snape, who was already at his limit, swayed for a moment after casting the spell. He looked like he was about to fall, but in the end, he endured the dizziness and spoke to Harry and the others with an unquestionable tone, "Get on the bike!" No one had any objections about whether Harry and the other young wizards should leave. And so, all the kids rushed onto the bike. "You should go back too, Sirius!" Hagrid said to Sirius, "Only you know how to use this bike properly. I'll stay behind to help the centaurs drive away the werewolves and save Remus." Sirius, who had just mocked Snape for being a coward, naturally didn't want to leave. However, with just one sentence, Snape completely shattered his stubbornness, "You fool, are you going to make another stupid decision like you did twelve years ago?" ******************************* For More Chapters; /FicFrenzy

0287 Intense Fighting

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