A spot of light flickered and appeared at the end of Elwyn's wand.
The spot of light grew brighter and brighter at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Soon, the spot of light became blinding. Following Elwyn's movement, a ray of light streaked across the sky.
The wand moved from bottom to top, slashing diagonally at the approaching werewolf.
The silver ray of light lingered in the air for a long time, exuding a powerful magic power.
It did not move forward, nor did it dissipate. It just stayed in the air, at the place where Elwyn's wand had passed.
This was not a stun spell, nor was it the powerful Avada Curse, nor was it...
Elwyn just casually drew a ray of light in the air, as if he was waiting for Fenrir Greyback to crash into it.
What's going on? What kind of spell is this?
There was no time to think. In a flash, everyone saw Greyback rush in front of Elwyn and Hermione. His body crashed into the silver ray of light in the air. Greyback's speed was too fast. Even if he saw Elwyn's spell, there was no way he could dodge it.
Everything seemed to have been planned by Iven. Greyburke collided with Iven's spell at an astonishing speed. Everyone held their breath and waited for the next scene. However, nothing happened. Greyburke did not even slow down. He did not even slow down his charge.
Elwyn's spell had no effect on him. He howled and roared, crossing the white ray of light and rushing towards Elwyn. His expression was ferocious and filled with hatred. He waved his hands wildly. His yellow nails were terrifying, and his teeth were as sharp as a wolf's.
The werewolf stretched his head forward and bit with all his might.
The sharp fangs were about to sink into Elwyn's neck!
My God, what's going on?!
Did Elwyn's spell fail?!
How was that possible? But all the students of Gryffindor Academy saw this shocking scene.
They couldn't believe that Elwyn hadn't stopped Greyback. Many of the more timid students didn't even dare to watch.
Even Elwyn himself could not believe it. He remained in his original position, staring at the werewolf that was about to bite him. It was too late now.
At this distance, Elwyn had no chance of dodging unless he moved at an extremely fast speed. As long as Greyburke bit him, he was afraid that …
From the looks of it, Greyburke intended to bite Elwyn to death.
At the last moment, Elwyn leaned his body to the left. He blocked Hermione's vision so that she couldn't see Greyburke in front of her. This seemed to be the only thing he could do before he died. He didn't want Hermione to see the horrible scene and the horrible moment that followed.
Even if he died, Elwyn would protect Hermione.
Greyburke had no intention of letting Hermione go. He decided that if he bit Elwyn to death, he would put the infected werewolf and Hermione together with Elwyn's body. He wanted to continue his interesting experiment, which was much more interesting than dissecting the corpses in the crypt.
The werewolf thought to himself. He was about to taste the taste of revenge.
Three years ago, if it wasn't for Sirius's sudden appearance, he would have torn these two into pieces.
He let them live for three years, and now it was time to end this farce.
Greyburke could already see the veins on Elwyn's neck. He could even smell the delicious smell of fresh blood.
Yes, the smell of fresh blood.
It was so clear, so tempting, and it was getting stronger and stronger!
Delicious, delicious. The werewolf was completely addicted to the fresh blood. He opened his bloody mouth …
In the next second, his body suddenly stopped in the air.
That ghost-like face showed a pained expression. Greyburke looked at Elwyn with hatred, and then turned his head back unwillingly, as if he was looking for something. Yes, he was looking for something, looking for something he had lost!
Soon, he found out what he had lost.
To his horror, Fenrir Greyburke saw his body split into two parts. Using the inertia of his forward charge, his upper body rushed toward Elwyn and Hermione, but his lower body stopped at the place where Elwyn had drawn the white light. He did not take another step forward.
Blood!
So delicious, so tempting!
But it was his own blood!
It was spurting out from the crack, and that was the smell he had smelled just now.
"So much blood, it's such a waste!"
This was the last thought of the werewolf king, Fenrir Greyburke …
… …
In the astronomy tower, Harry still could not move.
He stared unblinkingly at the three Death Eaters who had barged in with fear in his heart.
A stout man with a crooked mouth and a strange grin on his face let out a panting laugh.
"Look, Dumbledore has been forced into a corner!"
He then turned to the stout little woman who looked like his sister. She also had an eager smile on her face. "Dumbledore doesn't have a wand, Dumbledore is alone and helpless! Well done, Draco, well done! "
"Good evening, Amicus!" Dumbledore's tone was very calm, as if he was welcoming that person to a tea party. "You even brought Alex, she's so cute …"
"Still the same, my dear professor!" The woman laughed angrily. "You're about to die, and you still think these little jokes can save your life?"
"Jokes? No, no, this is courtesy, "Dumbledore replied.
"You're too slow!" Malfoy muttered unhappily.
"There are more guards down there than we thought. Our plan seems to have been leaked, but those Fenrir and his wolf pups bought us some time," the last Death Eater said. The last Death Eater said with a ferocious face. "Now, do it, Draco!"
"I …" Malfoy gulped and seemed to have lost his will to fight.
He looked terrified and stared blankly at Dumbledore's face.
Dumbledore's face became paler and paler, and he looked much shorter than usual because his body kept sliding down the wall.
He could not even hold the Double Snake Cane in his hand, which was slanted to the side.
"Don't be nervous, Draco. If you ask me, he doesn't have many days left in this world anyway!" The man with the crooked mouth said. His sister giggled and cheered him on. "Look at him, what's the matter with you, Old Man Deng?"
"Alas, weak and slow, Amicus," Dumbledore said. "Anyway, old and useless! One day, you'll end up like him, if you're lucky … "
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