Hogwarts in the shadows

Snape's face instantly darkened when he heard this. He quickly drew out his wand and prepared to rush to the entrance of the villa.

Fulla quickly stood up and held him back: "Snape, wait."

She turned to Momo, "Momo, can you still Apparate now?"

Momo shook his head helplessly, "Master, the space has been blocked, I can't Apparate."

Fulla sighed and turned her gaze to Hephis: "It seems that they came prepared this time. They should be coming for you."

Hephis looked at her, a trace of apology flashed in his eyes: "Fula, I'm really causing you trouble."

But Fulla rolled her eyes at him: "Hephis, I don't like what you said. Am I afraid that you will cause trouble for me?"

She turned to Momo and ordered, "Go see how many people are attacking."

Then she glared with her beautiful eyes and said angrily: "I want to see who dares to provoke our Delacour!"

Hephis clapped his hands and praised, "Sister Fula, you are so majestic and domineering."

Even though his body has not fully recovered, his magic power and shadow control abilities have not yet reached their peak.

But at his level, as long as the boss is not like Dumbledore.

He would kill as many as were left.

Snape was also surprised by Flora. He had never thought that she would have such a domineering side. So cool!

"Master, there are people attacking the villa from all four sides." Momo also observed the situation and came back to report.

"There are more than a dozen people in each direction, most of them are wizards, and some are werewolves."

Fula frowned slightly and looked at the full moon outside. "How long can the shield last?"

“Master, with their current attack intensity, they should be able to hold out for ten minutes.” Momo replied hesitantly.

Fulla's face darkened. She had just tried the emergency help device, but there was no response. It was obvious that the blockade was very complete this time.

There are only three of them in the villa now, and it is impossible to resist the opponent's attack.

"Momo, go to the warehouse and take out all the poisons, and have the magic puppet lead them out from the back."

Fulla gave the order decisively and then looked at Snape.

"Snape, how much poison do you have? Take it all out. When their men gather at the back door, we will break out from the front door."

Hearing this, Snape nodded and reached into his pocket, ready to take out the poison.

"Alright! Leave this to me!"

Hephis calmly finished eating the last piece of meat on the plate and stood up slowly.

"No, your body hasn't fully recovered yet." Snape hurriedly stopped him.

"Professor, at my level, magic power is no longer a limitation." A cluster of black flames appeared at Hephis's fingertips.

The flame danced on his fingertips like a spirit.

However, the surrounding air was distorted by the burning, which showed that the power of the flame was definitely not small.

Snape looked at Hephes with a complicated expression. The child was growing too fast and no longer needed his protection.

Fulla didn't know much about Hephis's situation.

But that cluster of black flames made her feel a little fear involuntarily.

It seems that if you get a little closer, you will be burned to ashes.

"Hephis, are you really okay? There are at least forty or fifty people outside." Fulla said with some concern.

"Don't worry! You stay in the villa and protect yourself. Leave the rest to me."

After saying this, Hephis opened the door and walked out.

Snape and Flora stayed where they were, looking at each other.

"Master, are you going to send the magic puppet out again?" Momo asked cautiously from the side.

"Well... get ready first and wait for my order." Fulla was still a little worried.

Momo responded and quickly ran to the basement.

As soon as Hephis went out, he saw that it was a dark and windy day outside, a rare good weather.

The villa is surrounded by a blue circular protective shield.

But red cracks have appeared in four directions, and it is obvious that it cannot hold out for long.

The cloak behind Hephes flew up with him, attracting everyone's attention.

He cast a "loud voice" spell, and the sound echoed in the night air.

"I know you're here for me, and now I'm here to see if you can please me."

His smile was bright, as if he was greeting an old friend.

Those who were attacking stopped what they were doing and looked towards Hephes in the air.

However, at this moment, a wizard covered in a black robe suddenly shouted: "Fool, don't let him delay time, keep attacking!"

He held something like a compass in his hand, pointing it at Hephaestus, with a fierce gleam in his eyes.

"Confirm the target! Leave three people to guard the other directions, and everyone else gather here!"

Hephis was not in a hurry at all, and waited quietly for the other side to gather.

The more firepower he attracted, the safer Snape and Fulla would be in the villa.

Soon all the wizards and werewolves gathered together.

More than thirty wizards raised their wands and shot red spells to attack the defense shield.

A dozen werewolves, with their fangs bared, stood by, ready to attack at any time.

Hephis landed back on the ground, an ornate chair forming behind him.

He just sat in the chair, quietly waiting for the moment when the shield would be broken.

After a while, the location where the defense shield was attacked seemed to be ignited by flames.

It began to burn in all directions, gradually tearing a gap.

As soon as the shield was torn open to accommodate their bodies, the werewolves rushed towards Hephis impatiently.

Hephis waved his hand gently, and the surrounding soil rolled up instantly.

They gathered into dozens of four-foot-tall clay warriors and rushed towards the werewolves, and the two sides soon started fighting.

Although the werewolves were agile and nimble, the mud warriors were outnumbered two to one and were more resistant to attacks, so it was difficult to determine the winner for a while.

Hephes picked up a small wooden stick and spun it leisurely in his hand.

"Aren't you coming yet?" He looked at everyone jokingly, "These werewolves alone can't please me."

The wizards were a little hesitant at this time. They were frightened by Hephes's move.

Being able to transform into dozens of clay warriors at the same time, none of them could do it.

"Don't they say his power has weakened?" a wizard wearing a white mask asked in a low voice.

"What are we afraid of with so many of us?" the man in black robe snorted coldly.

"And he's obviously much smaller than in the photo. Something must be wrong. He's bluffing."

The black-robed man then shouted an order: "Everyone, attack according to plan A!"