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Hermione rushed into the shop. It was empty. 【Love ↑ Go △ Little ↓ Talk △ Net w
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The light in the room was very dim. Crookshan jumped onto the counter in the middle of the room, on which there were two thin candles that were half burned. The light was dim and dazzling.
Next to the candles was a cup of coffee that was still steaming. The chair in front of the counter had fallen backwards. A few newspapers were scattered on the ground, as if silently telling the original owner of the shop had left in a hurry.
"Come in, Elwyn!" Hermione quickly looked around, trying to find something that could help them fight against the werewolf. She said anxiously, "The professors will be here soon. We must hold on."
Before she could finish her sentence, a loud bang came from behind her.
Hermione quickly turned around and saw that Elwyn did not follow her in. He actually closed the door of the shop.
Hermione was shocked. She immediately understood why Elwyn did this. He wanted to protect himself. He wanted to stop the werewolf outside by himself!
"No, no!" Hermione's eyes widened. She rushed to the door and pushed it in panic.
The door did not budge. It was locked from the outside by Elwyn.
"Araho, open!" Hermione gasped violently. Her heart was filled with unprecedented fear. She was worried about Elwyn's safety.
In her opinion, the monster outside was almost invincible.
If Elwyn stayed outside like this, he would probably be killed by the werewolf soon. She could not let that happen. She quickly knocked on the door lock with her wand. 【Love ↑ Go △ Little ↓ Talk △ Net w
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With a click, the door was unlocked.
Hermione used all her strength to push outwards, but it was useless. Although the door was unlocked, Elwyn used his body to block the door. She could not push the door.
Outside the shop, Elwyn used his thin body to form the last line of defense between himself and the werewolf.
"Come in, Elwyn!" Tears streamed down Hermione's face as she collapsed onto the floor. She screamed at the top of her lungs, "I beg you, come in here! Please, you can't fight that monster alone. You'll be killed. "
Outside the shop, Elwyn leaned his body against the shop.
He could hear Hermione's shrill and terrified voice from inside. His heart almost stopped beating. He could feel Hermione slamming against the door behind him. She wanted to come out and help him.
No, no, I can't let Hermione come out!!!
This was too dangerous. He had to protect her.
Hermione was right. They could only hold on for a few more minutes at most before the professors who got the news would rush over.
Before that, he could not let the werewolf get close to Hermione no matter what.
This was his responsibility, a man's responsibility.
Elwyn might not know much, but he knew that if he liked someone, he had to protect them in times of danger.
He took a deep breath and made up his mind.
From now on, this was his battle alone.
Even if he was torn apart by Greyback, even if he turned into a werewolf, he would not step aside.
This was his battlefield, and the door behind him was his last line of defense.
Elwyn pointed his wand steadily at the approaching werewolf. The light at the tip of the wand became brighter and brighter. He waved the wand and cast a few spells.
A silver-white light shot out from Elwyn's wand. Greyback did not dodge. He let out a terrifying roar. He was hit by the spell and flew backward. Then, he climbed up from the ground and rushed over at an even faster speed.
Greyback had lost all his sanity after turning into a werewolf.
He was now a monster who only knew how to bite and kill. It was as if he could not feel pain.
Elwyn's spells left many wounds on his body. Just like before, this did not stop Greyback. Instead, it further stimulated him.
He was getting closer and closer to Elwyn. Under the moonlight, Elwyn could even see his own reflection in Greyback's huge, yellow, crazed eyes.
He rushed over at an extremely fast speed. Elwyn cast another spell and hit him. He was bleeding.
Greyback's body was covered in blood, but not a single wound could be seen. After being hit by Elwyn's spells, he became more and more ferocious and crazy.
This was what a werewolf was like. Before transforming, they were like ordinary wizards and could communicate with people. Many of them were as gentle and rational as Professor Lupin.
However, after transforming, they were the most dangerous magical creatures in the world of magic.
In Newteskamand's "Where Are the Magical Animals?", werewolves were ranked as the most dangerous. They were as dangerous as fire dragons, snake monsters, manticores, five-legged monsters, Chimera beasts, and other magical creatures.
An adult werewolf could fight against dozens of well-trained Auror at the same time. As the leader of the werewolves, Greyback was the most ferocious and ferocious one. A young wizard like Elwyn was no match for him.
The masked Dark Wizard had stopped attacking. He raised his wand and stood aside. It seemed that he wanted to see how Elwyn would be torn apart by Greyback.
Elwyn leaned against the shop and panted. Behind him, Hermione was crying.
She did not give up and kept pushing the door. She kept calling out Elwyn's name in a hoarse voice.
In front of them, Greyback approached step by step.
Elwyn did not continue attacking. With his magic level, using normal spells to attack Greyback would only be a waste of his remaining strength.
He seemed to have given up, but the light from his wand was getting brighter and brighter.
Elwyn's eyes were locked on Greyback. He gathered all the magic in his body and gathered it on his wand.
Since normal spells were not effective against werewolves, he would use dark magic.
As long as he could protect Hermione, Elwyn would not hesitate to use the most evil and forbidden dark magic. Seeing the werewolf getting closer, he knew he had no way out.
In the bone-chilling wind, Greyback, the monster covered in blood, pounced on Elwyn.
He swung his claws, trying to tear the boy in front of him into pieces.
He wanted to rip the boy's throat out. He could not wait to taste the fresh blood.
Looking at Greyback, who was getting closer and closer to him, Iven did not move. He could smell the pungent smell of blood on Greyback's body. His whole body was trembling, but his right hand holding the wand was as steady as a rock. He was ready to use a dark spell that he had not fully mastered yet. This would consume all his remaining mana, and he only had one chance.
He had to wait for the opportunity. He had to wait for Greyback to get close enough!
This was no different from gambling with his life. If he did not defeat the werewolf, he would be torn into pieces.
For the sake of Hermione, Elwyn had no way out. He saw Greyback's deformed, sharp fangs biting towards his neck.
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