Hogwarts: Harry Returns From The Witcher

It doesn't look or smell like a real potion.

"Like the kind of potion that makes beasts hyper," Tonks muttered under his breath. "What are they trying to do?"

Lupine shook his head: "You go back first and inform Harry."

Tonks nodded obediently. She is not the type with big breasts and no brains. She can't stick to either of these two words. Magic, I can't pass the level in my heart.

She bowed her waist and slipped through the gap of the crowd.

In less than ten minutes, she came back.

"Tonks?" Lupine lowered his voice. "What's going on?"

"It was locked by Shadow Lock." Tonks shook his head.

Lupine frowned, raised his head, and just followed the head in front of him, looking at two scales counterclockwise.

Tonks grabbed his hand: "Don't look, the caster is not here."

"I just tried it. The level of the spell caster is very high. I can't crack it. It has existed for a long time, at least half a year."

Lupine frowned even more.

"It's not that I haven't thought about leaving," Tonks went on, "but obviously I shouldn't be leaving now."

"Why?" Lupine asked her.

Tonks said confidently: "I am an Auror, and you are an ordinary citizen. Although we are both comrades-in-arms of the Order of the Phoenix, shouldn't it be natural for Aurors to protect ordinary citizens?"

"I wish all Aurors were like you." Lupine teased with a smile, "But Tonks, it's dangerous to stay here."

Tonks said nothing, and raised his wand.

Cast the Disillusionment spell.

Her body disappeared bit by bit as if erased with an eraser.

"I can do this." Tonks said softly, "Isn't it good that they can't see me?"

Lupine tilted his head to the side, with a strange expression: "Tonks, don't talk to your ears."

"I just made the movement smaller." Tonks replied softly, and the Disillusionment spell could not see her movements clearly, only Lupine's head folded almost ninety degrees.

at this time.

The moon was up, and the weather tonight was fine, cloudless, and it climbed naked into the night.

Just at the moment when the moonlight fell down.

The bodies of the surrounding werewolves began to change.

The torso, limbs, and head began to twist and change ferociously, turning into a werewolf in the blink of an eye.

Lupine didn't change. He drank the potion made by Harry and Snape, and his transformation time was delayed by more than an hour.

Animal nature erodes human nature.

The bottle of potion placed on the table, as they predicted, was not a potion for lycanthropy. Under the moonlight, its flame looked even more eerie, exuding a strange aroma.

After the transformation, the potion takes effect and they are affected.

With red eyes, smelling the scent, he ran towards Tonks who hadn't transformed yet and was invisible with the Disillusionment spell.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Lupine waved his wand and cast the breath-blocking spell.

Tonks filled him with the Disillusionment Charm.

The werewolves jumped into the air and looked blankly in front of them—in their field of vision, this place was empty, and they even wanted to stay away from it subconsciously, full of disgust for this small open space.

They stay away.

Staring at the werewolf closest to him with hatred, he let out a stern howl, and then, without hesitation, he rushed forward, waved his claws, and began to bite.

"Werewolves, I mean, are all werewolves transformed like this except you?" Tonks looked at them, his little face turning pale.

Lupine shook his head: "No."

"Although werewolves will lose their brains after transforming, they won't be unable to distinguish the same kind."

Lupine had no experience of transforming with other werewolves, but he had heard that werewolves gathered together to transform and would not attack each other—wolves lived in packs, and so did werewolves.

"Is it the effect of the potion?" Tonks raised his wand.

With a whoosh—

A stone was shot out quickly, smashing the bottle with a clang, the glass and half-full liquid splashed to the ground, and the flames were still burning.

Even without the fixation of the bottle, the breath radiated more violently.

Clear water is like a spring!

Tonks flicked his wand again.

The water gushed out, passed through the fighting and killing wolves, and fell on the potion. With a snort, a milky white water mist surged up, and the flame was extinguished. Except for the color, it seemed to be no different from ordinary flames.

only

The flames were extinguished, but the potion was still in effect.

The werewolves fought each other, cruel and vicious, without any change.

"So the conspiracy of the Death Eaters is to let this group of werewolves fight each other?" Tonks tilted his head, the sound of the werewolves fighting was horrific, but she was not so afraid when Lupine was around, "Why do you want to kill each other?" Let Harry and the others know?"

"Harry guessed that it was a bargaining chip to lure him and Dumbledore out of Hogwarts." Lupine replied softly.

Tonks smiled slightly, and was about to say something more.

"Oh no"

"Help!"

A shrill and helpless howl sounded.

The light of several obstacle spells flickered.

Both Lupine and Tonks were taken aback. They turned their heads to catch each other's eyes, but they couldn't see each other under the spell of disillusionment.

"There are other people besides us." Tonks said anxiously, "We have to go and have a look."

Lupine replied, "Of course."

He paused slightly: "Grab my sleeve."

Tonks reached out his hand, groped generously, and then grabbed his hand.

"I mean the sleeves." Lupine was taken aback, and re-emphasized.

Reluctantly, Tonks moved his hand down and grasped the small corner of the sleeve.

The two of them walked quickly and rushed over.

The person who called for help was a middle-aged man in his forties. He waved his wand, alternately used Obstacle and Transfiguration spells, and hindered the werewolf who was pounced on him—he was very lucky, maybe because when he sneaked in at the beginning, he He just huddled in the corner, not very noticeable, only two werewolves pounced on him.

He can barely stop it now.

Can.

Visible to the naked eye, his spell became weaker and weaker.

Maybe next time, the werewolf's claws could pierce his skin.

"There are many obstacles!" Tonks flicked his wand without the slightest hesitation.

The spell shot out and hit the werewolf. Her spell was stronger than the man's. The huge impact made the werewolf stagger back several steps.

Lupine waved his wand without making a sound.

In the state of disillusionment spell, cast spells silently, which is not very useful in the duel of top wizards-everyone can capture magic power or counter the disillusionment spell, but to deal with this group of werewolves without intelligence, there are even more For a werewolf with a layer of dementia, this technique is extremely useful.

The werewolves didn't even realize how the air could release magic like a wizard.

The two werewolves who harassed the middle-aged man were immediately bound by iron chains, hung high, and thrown into the pile of werewolves.

Lupine was still facing one end, chanting several cutting curses, barely tearing a small wound on the werewolf's skin.

The smell of blood stimulated the manic werewolves even more.