demon hunter at hogwarts

Normally, on Halloween, people go home early to prepare for the celebrations.

However, until night, the house at No. 4 Privet Drive was still dark.

Two streets away, Harry Potter sat at the window of Mrs. Figg's house, looking boredly at a fat mouse that ran under the streetlight from a distance.

According to the time, Uncle Vernon should have been back a long time ago, but it was said that he was stuck in the company because of a problem with a drilling rig order.

After all, he has a successful career, so it's normal to be busy.

Aunt Petunia took Dudley to the hospital because he suddenly had a stomachache. They were gone all afternoon and haven't come back yet.

After an unknown amount of time, Harry finally saw a figure lingering in front of the Dursley's house from a distance.

"Mrs. Figg, I think they are back. I'll go back first. Happy holidays." He couldn't wait to go downstairs, opened the door and left.

He didn't want to stay here any longer. In addition to the smell of cabbage that filled the room, the cats kept making noises, which made him even more upset.

No matter how bad No. 4 Privet Drive was, it was the only place he could call "home".

Harry hadn't even taken two steps into the street when the fat mouse from earlier scurried to his feet.

"Get away from me!" Harry kicked the mouse but missed.The mouse looked angry and stopped in front of him, with a fierce look in his eyes.

Then, something unexpected happened to Harry. The fat mouse suddenly stood up on its hind legs, and then quickly grew into a short bald man, staring at Harry with watery eyes.

Harry was stunned. If this was a Halloween prank, it would be too weird.

"Harry Potter, you must come with me." The man spoke in a high-pitched voice, reaching out and taking out a small wooden stick. Harry noticed that a finger was missing from his hand.

Before Harry could react, he saw Mrs. Figg running out in a hurry, shouting: "Harry! Run!"

"You squib in the way..." The man looked at Mrs. Figg with hatred, suddenly raised the "stick" and shouted: "Avada Kedavra!"

A dazzling green light shot out.

Harry felt that this green light was strangely familiar.

The green light dissipated, but Mrs. Figg was no longer where she was, but seemed to be dragged five meters away by an invisible hand. At the same time, Harry flew to Mrs. Figg's side uncontrollably.

"Protect them all! Super armor protection! Impregnable!" Another voice suddenly sounded.

Harry felt that the world in front of him suddenly blurred, as if he was trapped in a glass cover.

"Who!" The little man stared warily at the bushes not far away, where a tall and thin figure had appeared at some point.

"Peter Pedillo, I've always wanted to meet you," the voice said grimly.

Peter reacted quickly and immediately prepared to attack, but as soon as he raised his wand, a silver light flashed in front of his eyes.

From his wrist, there was first a brief chill, followed by a heartbreaking pain. With a sickening snap, Peter's right hand fell to the ground with the wand attached to it.

Peter couldn't help but scream.

"The dagger is flying." The silver light drew an arc again and flew back to the hand of the person who came, it was Regulus.

Seriously injured upon meeting, Peter immediately realized that this man was not something he could deal with, and secretly tried to escape by apparating, only to find that there was a kind of resistance in the thin air, locking him in place.

"You can't run away... The strength is so strong that you are exhausted! Fall unconscious! Imprison you quickly! All of them will be petrified!"

Colorful spells were sprayed out from Regulus's wand like a barrage. Peter, who had lost his wand, was unable to resist at all, so he accepted them all, passed out and huddled on the ground.

Seeing that Peter was subdued, Harry and Mrs. Figg were about to say something, but they heard Regulus shouting in a louder voice: "Stay there and don't move!"

Soon more people came, and there were a lot of them.

"A large-area anti-Apparition spell? A very smart method, but it also means that no one can help you." The leader was a blond wizard wearing a mask, and he raised his wand and aimed at Regule Si, said threateningly, "There are so many of us, and you only have one, or do you think that this Squib is your helper?"

His accomplices jeered, and on the other side, Mrs. Figg pulled Harry and hid within the protective barrier cast by Regulus.

"Get rid of the intruder and seize Harry Potter."

Following the blond wizard's order, the others immediately took action, and seven or eight spells flew towards Regulus with lights of different colors.

Regulus spat, ducked to avoid two spells, and then waved his wand, turning the fence next to him into a dozen javelins, shooting at the enemy.

While those people were hurriedly dodging the javelin, he threw out a dagger and nailed it hard on the leg of a wizard who was running in the direction of Harry.

The wizard fell to the ground, and Regulus cast a stun spell on him.

At the same time, another enemy not far away was being burned by the green sacrificial fire and screaming.

"The smoke disappears and ascends to the sky!" Seeing that his accomplices could not capture Regulus quickly, the blond wizard decided to take action himself.

Ignoring wondering what kind of spell it was, Regulus dodged to the side and threw out two stun spells with his backhand, but they were blocked by the blond wizard.

The blond wizard's spell hit the street lamp behind him. The street lamp was pulled up from the ground, screamed like a rocket, flew straight into the sky, and disappeared into the night sky.

As a result, the streets became darker, which was good news for Regulus, who had demonic vision. His vision was not affected by darkness.

The spells flew around, some missed, and hit the barrier where Harry was hiding, exploding into showers of sparks.

The power and accuracy of the other spells were relatively average. Only the blond wizard was troublesome. He used all kinds of strange spells that people had never heard of, and the effects were also weird.

Regulus dodged his spell very carefully and found time to knock down another enemy.

Seeing Regulus being so difficult to deal with, the enemies became anxious. One of the short men aimed at Harry and yelled: "Avada Kedavra!"

The green light of the Killing Curse flew towards Harry and penetrated the magic barrier. Mrs. Figg hurriedly blocked Harry, who was peeping his head to watch the battle, behind her and closed her eyes.

Nothing happened. A wall of earth rose in front of them in time to block the spell, but the wall was also blown to pieces, splashing all over Harry and Mrs. Figg.

"Idiot! The master said he would live!" The blond wizard stopped his accomplices and turned to Regulus, "Good skills... But you think you have to fight with us while distracting yourself from protecting them, can you? How long do you want to hold on? We are not the only ones here today...ah, they are coming!"

At the far corner of the street, five dark figures appeared, approaching here.

"Widdershin, you are too slow. Master doesn't like to wait too long." The blond wizard said loudly to them.

No one answered.

Soon, everyone noticed something strange about these five people. They seemed to float over without their feet touching the ground, and their movements were very stiff.

"You are too slow. Do you need to go to such trouble to deal with five people?" Regulus wiped the sweat from his forehead and brushed his messy hair behind his ears.

As soon as he finished speaking, five figures fell to the ground, unconscious.

Behind them, a figure of a man and a dog emerged.

"Sorry, I'm a little rusty."

As soon as the thin man spoke, Harry remembered where he had seen him.

Harry was about to say something when the huge black dog ran towards him, then transformed into a tall man and spoke.

"Harry, don't be afraid. We're here."