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Seeing that his companion couldn't help him, Gray Burke suddenly let out an ear-piercing howl. His voice was so loud that the clouds in the sky were shaken by his roar, and a giant full moon appeared in the sky.
Under the moonlight, his body began to change.
His already thick shoulders were clearly arched, and black hair sprouted from his face and hands. His dirty fingers curled into sharp claws.
Mount Crook howled anxiously. Its fur was all standing up.
Elwyn and Hermione stopped attacking. They backed off in fear and looked at the man in front of them in disbelief.
No, to be more precise, he was a monster.
Greyback's jaw was elongated, and his sharp teeth were exposed. The black hair on his body was getting thicker and thicker. He looked exactly like a real wolf.
He crawled up from the ground, as if he had never been petrified.
Greyburk's resistance to magic was already stronger than a normal wizard. Now that he had transformed into a worgen, his body's functions had reached a whole new level. With just his physical strength alone, he was almost immune to all common low-level spells.
The smell in the air was getting stronger. Through the dirty and messy hair on Greyback's body, Elwyn saw a pair of yellow, crazy eyes. He smelled sweat and blood a hundred times stronger than before.
In the biting cold wind, greedy hot air sprayed onto Greyburke's throat.
He raised his two black claws, raised his neck, and howled at the full moon in the sky, letting out a series of bone-chilling howls.
"Oh my god!" Hermione gasped. She looked at Greyback in horror.
"Run, Hermione!" Elwyn yelled. "Run, now!"
Without hesitation, he grabbed Hermione's little hand, turned around, and ran.
If he was alone, Elwyn might try to stay and fight with Greyback.
But he couldn't risk Hermione. If he didn't leave, with Hermione's personality, there was no way she would leave him alone.
Elwyn had no chance of winning against Greyback who had turned into a werewolf.
What's more, there was another dark Magus who wasn't any weaker than him, glaring like a tiger at its prey.
Judging from the current situation, running away was the best choice.
"Enough, you idiot! Shut up! Do you want to attract all the Auros and Soul Eaters here?! " The man with the black mask screamed, "Hurry up and bite them! Those two little wizards are running away!"
Hearing the man's words, Greyback let out another ear-piercing, terrifying roar and pounced at them.
Elwyn could hear the sound of claws hitting the ground behind him. He and Hermione were struggling to move forward in the snow.
The two of them supported each other, panting heavily. They used all their strength, but their speed was getting slower and slower.
"Damn it, damn it!" Elwyn turned around, gathered all the Mana in his body, and waved his wand, which emitted a silvery-white light. 【Love ↑ Go △ Small ↓ Say △ Net
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This was the most lethal spell he could think of in a hurry. It was a spell he had learned from Tom Liddell last semester.
This curse was similar to Shadowless Divine Edge, but it was much stronger.
Like a bolt of lightning flashing across the dark sky, Spell flew towards Greyburke like a silver arrow. Greyburke did not dodge, instead, he charged towards the Spell head-on. In his werewolf state, he had completely lost his rationality. Apart from killing, he had no other emotions, not even pain.
Elwyn's spell slashed across his body, from his chest to his shoulder, leaving a long wound.
Greyburke took a step back. His skin looked like it had been split open by an invisible sword, and a large amount of blood gushed out.
Elwyn's heart was just filled with joy, but it immediately sank.
His spell had seriously injured Greyburke, but it was completely useless. In the next second, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, leaving only a light red scar. The wound and the pungent smell of blood further stimulated Greyburke, and he suddenly increased his speed.
Elwyn remembered a description of werewolves in the Defense of Black Magic textbook, Professor Quentin Trimble's Dark Power: A Guide to Self-Defense. As everyone knows, werewolves have extremely strong physiques, speed, strength, explosive power, and attack power that are far beyond that of ordinary people. However, the most terrifying and despairing thing about them is their amazing vitality. Wounds caused by ordinary spells and weapons would usually be completely healed within one to two seconds.
"No, no, none of us can escape if this goes on," Elwyn turned his head and shouted at Hermione, "I'll hold him back, you run, run!"
"I'm not leaving, Elwyn, I'm not leaving!" Tears flowed down Hermione's cheeks uncontrollably. "I want to stay and help you, we'll definitely be fine. Let me think, I definitely know that paper that Professor Snape assigned, 'Methods to Identify and Kill Werewolves', I know …"
"We're running out of time, Hermione!"
Seeing Greyburke approaching, a sense of powerlessness and fear rose in Elwyn's heart. He had never felt this way before, whether it was when he was facing Lord Voldemort, the snake monster, or the Dementors, he had never felt this panicked before.
It was not because he was worried about his own safety, but because of Hermione, who was beside him.
Elwyn's heart was broken. He had never hated his own weakness as much as he did now. He hated himself for not being able to protect Hermione, the lover that he wanted to protect.
In the past, he was far more outstanding than the other wizards of his age. He had read thousands of magic books, mastered dozens of black magic spells, and many forbidden magic theories. These seemingly powerful things, in the face of true power, were a complete joke.
Elwyn originally thought that he had nothing to fear. Even if he was facing the most evil dark wizards, even if he was facing Lord Voldemort, he could still face them calmly. But now, seeing the werewolf rushing towards him, and feeling Hermione trembling behind him, he felt fear for the first time.
He was afraid that if he fell, Elwyn could not imagine what would happen next.
If Hermione was bitten by Greyburke, she would become a werewolf.
From now on, she could only be like Professor Lupin, avoiding the mainstream society and hiding here and there, living at the edge and in the shadow of the sorcerers' world. She had to rely on stealing and killing to obtain food, endure other people's disdain and discrimination, and wander the streets alone.
Thinking of such a scene, Elwyn felt a pang of heartache.
No, he could not let this happen, no matter what!
"Elwyn, let's go there, to that shop." Hermione's scream interrupted Elwyn's thoughts. "Help will be here soon. Let's go to that house, we must find a way to stop him."
Following Hermione's finger, Elwyn saw a shop at the end of the alley with its door wide open. The shop was empty, and the staff inside had escaped ten seconds ago.
"That's right, Hermione. Let's go there!" Elwyn made up his mind.
He cast a Barrier Spell on Greyback and, pulling Hermione with him, stumbled forward two steps to the door of the shop.
Elwyn let Hermione and Mount Crook go in first, then he closed the door and waved his wand, locking the door tightly.
He quickly turned around and looked at Greyburke with determination.
Even if he was not powerful, even if he was far weaker than Greyburke, when he thought of Hermione and the responsibility on his shoulders, Elwyn's courage rose from the bottom of his heart. He was not afraid.
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