Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 416 Ghoul Wendigo
Finally, with everyone watching nervously, the werewolf (Lupine) put down Bellatrix who was bitten like a rag doll.

He gradually overcame his instincts and regained his sanity.

After seeing this, Snape took out another goblet from his robe and threw it to Lupine, which was filled with potions.

"Drink it!"

"Double the weight, it's a bit cold...but it doesn't affect the effect."

He was still holding his wand, wary of Lupine.

Fortunately, after the werewolf stood still, as if he understood, he picked up the goblet from the ground, raised his head and poured it into his mouth, gulping it down.

Afterwards, the werewolf (Lupine) calmed down with a trembling of his body, and the chilling predator aura began to gradually fade from the room.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

They can finally fix it again, but even Rita Skeeter has begun to pay attention to the cellar entrance, lest any more moths come out.

And after the werewolf made a fuss, the already fragile house creaked and rattled, and the walls seemed to be broken when the wind blew.

(Lupine cowers in a corner of the room with folded arms, watching over the Death Eaters who have passed out and wonder if they will ever wake up again,

Black struggled to pull out the spiked wooden stick inserted into his arm, and then took the wand to start healing himself. Obviously, he had no intention of asking Snape for help, and Snape had no idea of ​​treating Black at all. Even if the two of them looked at each other, they would secretly spit... However, Sirius' healing spell was obviously not much better... Every time the wound was healed, the wound would tear and bleed even if it moved a little.

Even Rita Skeeter and her photographer Bozo are waving magic wands, healing each other from the splinters from the battle)

After briefly dealing with their injuries, they (except Lupine) all came to McGuffin who was lying on the spot.

Seeing that the crisis was resolved, McGuffin did not forcefully relieve his paralyzed state, lest the [Semi-Snake Transformation] and [Blood Curse] would be more serious to his body.

"This kind of symptom, turning into a ghoul...didn't expect to see this kind of spell now? Is it true?"

Snape sneered, then took out a ball made of tanned plant leaves, and put it in front of McGuffin's nose,
Along with a thick rust, the smell mixed with the already damp sea breeze drilled into McGuffin's nostrils.

The paralysis on McGuffin's body was quickly eliminated. He got up straight away, bent over and retched, and actually spit out some hair-like blood.

"Revitalization!"

Black waved his wand, and a ray of light fell on the body of McGuffin.

He feels much better.

Snape watched the wanted man use Lupine's wand coldly, but he didn't say much.

Instead, he paid attention to McGuffin, who gritted his teeth and asked, "Albert! Tell me... what happened next, and who else is there? Why does Bellatrix hate you so much, even if she casts such a spell on herself, she will kill you."

"I told you, all the Death Eaters are in the cellar, who would have known that they would have survived... such a big explosion! As for that crazy woman... How do I know what she thinks, and I didn't cause the big explosion..."

McGuffin was quite aggrieved when he said that.

"What the hell is this magic? What the hell is ghoulization?"

McGuffin has only heard of the werewolf transformation caused by [lustrous disease], the [bloodthirsty transformation] carried by vampires after multiplying new races, and the [semi-snake transformation] that is similar to the dangerous transformation of black magic caused by the curse (blood curse)...

And turning into a ghoul...you can tell what it means just by listening to the name. Does anyone else want to become such a thing?

Such an ugly magical creature... I can't imagine, how harsh this is, even a Death Eater wouldn't be like this.

And it's not at all the same as the ghoul in the attic of Ron's house!

Blake watched the little wizard in front of him staring at him. Remembering that Wormtail Spotted was still in his hands, Yu reluctantly explained, "Ghoulization is a curse similar to dark wizards created by some wild wizards on the edge of the wizarding world imitating ghouls in the Middle Ages. Lusophobia."

"It can turn people into a species similar to ghouls...Actually, according to the rumors I heard, there is another theory-it is a failed work created by a North American black wizard with cannibalism to imitate vampires in order to achieve immortality and immortality, and the black wizard was finally reduced to such a beast and imprisoned in the North American legal wizard prison..."

"Of course, this kind of man-made ghoul is completely different from the domesticated kind, and the kind of ghoul that was originally widely distributed in the wizarding world and lived naturally..."

"You should also know the domesticated one. It is the one you have learned in textbooks... Although it is ugly and unusual, it is not a particularly dangerous monster. Although this kind of creature is cruel and treacherous, and looks very similar to the man-made ghoul after it is completely corrupted, it is not cannibalistic."

"They even keep company with humans. They usually live in attics or barns belonging to wizard families, and feed on small bugs like spiders and moths. These guys always want to attract people's attention, make all kinds of noises, and occasionally throw things around in the middle of the night, but they are basically simple-minded. At worst, they just roar and scare people."

"However, it is a troublesome matter for the Ministry of Magic. Muggles in the countryside will often encounter this kind of creature, which greatly increases the workload of the amnestics. Later, the Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures had to set up a ghoul expelling team. Their task is to drive out the ghouls who have lived in Muggle houses."

"In wizarding families, ghouls are often a topic of conversation after dinner, and even become pets for the whole family."

"but……"

Blake pointed at Bellatrix with his wand,
"Don't look at it like this. In fact, she no longer belongs to human beings. She is always half-dead and half-alive. She is a completely different species from domestic ghouls. As she desires human flesh more and gradually eats human flesh, her appearance will deteriorate and she will gradually turn into a ghoul."

"This man-made ghoul-like symptom, the created ghouls are far more cunning, more intelligent, and more willing to hunt and hunt humans than the original ghouls I mentioned above. They feed on humans... These horrible and disgusting monsters usually appear in winter snow-capped mountains, wilderness, deep and cold caves, and any place that is dry, cold, dark, and lacks food..."

"The thing usually hunts humans in packs of five or six."

"They are stronger and weaker than ghouls in general... Generally speaking, even werewolves or vampires are not a match for a pack of ghouls, but at the same time they are afraid of sunlight, fire... even weaker than vampires under sunlight, and through a lot of continuous fire... Even Muggles can kill this monster."

"Here in Northern Ireland they call them man-eating trolls..."

"By the way, these guys aren't confused with house ghouls in America, they call them..."

"—Wendigo!"

"The whole body is pale, the pupils are dark blue flames, it eats people, and the never-ending greedy hunger burns forever. The souls of these winter ghosts that spread in caves and cemeteries... When they swallow their first bite because of hunger, their souls will be eternally unforgivable and irreversible curse!"

At this time, Snape coldly interrupted Black, and he said as if quoting a text description in a book,

"Albert, what you think you need to pay attention to now is not to eat meat in the next two or three weeks, and you can only become a vegetarian like the ancient druids. If possible... it's best to drink only water in the next two or three days, otherwise... Although I exorcised this curse called ghoul disease, which is the Wendigo curse before it infected you, no one knows what kind of changes it will mix with your current situation..."

"What do I... mean? Am I going to turn into a ghoul?"

This is simply a pit.

肏，
Another curse, never ending?
asked the MacGuffin eagerly, seeking an explanation.

"It's okay, people who come into close contact with this kind of monster will be infected with a ghoul-like symptom... Usually they are addicted to meat, such as raw steak, lamb chops, like the smell of blood, and probably have insomnia for a period of time, in fact, this situation will disappear automatically after a period of time, as long as you don't eat people during this period... What's more..." Black pointed to Snape, with a very awkward expression on his face, "He has already lifted the curse of ghoul-turning for you, it's okay..."

Black laughed, the fat on his face kept shaking, "You don't know how to eat people, do you?"

This joke is very inappropriate.

The scene was so embarrassing that I froze to death.

"Can you stop your little class?"

Snape coldly interrupted Black's awkward laughter and said coldly:
"We must hurry back to Hogwarts and see what's going on?"

"McGuffin Albert, are the rest of the Death Eaters really in the cellar?"

"Well, it should be," said McGuffin, "if they hadn't escaped through the underground tunnel leading to the other side..."

"What are you waiting for, let's go and see!"

Rita Skeeter screamed, but she didn't move a step, apparently waiting for someone else to lead the 'charge'.

This guy was obviously frightened by what happened just now, but he couldn't bear the opportunity of exclusive news that he was about to get. (Right now, she's even urging that photographer, Bozo, to hurry up and snap a picture)
At this time, the Lupine werewolf in the corner growled at several people.

"What's the matter? What's going on! Didn't he already drink the [Chachasbane Potion]?"

Rita Skeeter and photographer Bozo immediately raised their wands to watch out for the werewolf, with terrified expressions on their faces.

Black understood Lupine's meaning, and he said, "There is a large group of people coming, in the fog,... they have surrounded here."

His voice was indescribably panicked.

I also know that this is probably the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic.

At this time, no matter how slow the Ministry of Magic is, it should have reacted.

Black was a little worried that Snape would just yell and let the Aurors rush in and grab Lupine and himself.

How can that be? ...not only Wormtail, but also Voldemort mentioned by the little wizard...Is Harry in danger?What the hell is going on with all this?He hasn't figured it out yet?

In fact, not only Blake, but everyone here felt a little bit in their hearts when they heard this sentence.

At this time, none of them wanted to face the Aurors,

Lupine, who is now a werewolf, and Black, who is a wanted criminal, will not be mentioned;
Even Rita Skeeter has offended almost every department of the Ministry of Magic due to various reports, especially the Aurors who often perform legal affairs... In this situation, it is hard to say that the Aurors will not publicize their private revenge and give her small shoes to wear;
Snape was also a little apprehensive about meeting the Aurors in this situation because of his former status as a Death Eater. Although the current situation is that they saved Harry, who knows if those Aurors will also arrest them...

This happened more than once 13 years ago. At that time, the Aurors didn't dare to deal with the Death Eaters. They only went to trouble ordinary wizards and deal with the bosses of the Ministry of Magic.

This led to the fact that when Voldemort first started to rise, there were no wizards to help the Ministry of Magic. Many people even secretly supported the Death Eaters. It was not until the Death Eaters pursued pure blood supremacy terrorism that it was out of control that most British wizard families secretly took a stand against these dark wizard thugs.

In the eyes of ordinary wizarding families—most of the staff of the Ministry of Magic, especially most of the Aurors, are just a violent group that is better than the Death Eaters.

But not only them, McGuffin may be more nervous than a few people.

Now that his head is bald and covered with scales, it is easier for the Aurors to misunderstand him. (McGuffin knew from his last trip to the Ministry of Magic, and from the words of Mr. Weasley and Ron, who and what virtues most of the Ministry of Magic employees were.)
Even if everything is fine, rumors about his practice of 'Iron Head Kung Fu' will inevitably be rumored... Besides, it's hard to explain all the current situation (how did he and Harry appear here, what happened to the Death Eaters? There are also a bunch of messy things...)
Of course, if Dumbledore or Fudge were present, the scene would not be so ugly. (They have their own positions, and they won't delve into Harry and his affairs, but these low-level employees are difficult to deal with after all.)
It could be bad for a while.

Besides, Wormtail in his pocket now...

Although I don't know why Snape, Lupine, and Black were able to get along together without incident, the matter of Wormtail has definitely been exposed...

Thinking of the troubles that might arise in a while, McGuffin became more and more irritable. He tapped the scales on his forehead, and he decided to act according to his intuition first.

Things are resolved one by one.

— Anyway, get out of here first.

He stood up to buy a share, and under the gaze of everyone, he threw four iron balls, each of which rolled down beside the Death Eaters.

The 'Werewolf Ball' turned and split open, emitting a white light to shine on the fainted Death Eaters, shrinking them into the small ball.

"What do you want? MacGuffin Albert!" Snape asked coldly.

"Let's go! Go down and see the other Death Eaters!" McGuffin didn't explain, and walked directly to the door leading to the cellar, which was full of the pungent and choking smell of soot.

"Do you still want to wait here for the Aurors to come?"

He waved the spell, and a soft light spread down the wall, illuminating the collapsed, tattered path that could hardly be called a ladder.

McGuffin was the first to go inside.

(End of this chapter)