Hogwarts: I am the White Lord

In the dense woods, Old Pete was panting and running without stopping.

The fallen leaves and dead branches made a harsh crackling sound under his feet, as if reminding him of the danger chasing him closely behind.

Although he said it lightly, only he knew how closely Greyback and his gang were chasing him. He could even feel their greedy eyes fixed on him.

It was getting dark, and for safety reasons he asked the other three employees of Wolf Herb Garden to Apparate and leave, leaving himself alone to deal with Greyback and the others.

He really couldn't bear to give up this opportunity. Greyback was elusive and if he missed this opportunity, he wouldn't know when he would be able to catch the werewolf leader next time.

Old Pete used himself as bait. He wanted to delay until Sebastian arrived and get rid of the scourge of Greyback for the peace-loving werewolves.

Suddenly, his eyes focused, and two tall shadows slowly emerged from the bushes in front of him.

They held wands in their hands and stared at Old Pete fiercely, as if they were looking at prey caught in a trap.

Old Pete's heart sank suddenly, he gritted his teeth and tried to change direction.

He quickly rushed to the right, only to find several pairs of glowing eyes vaguely visible in the bushes over there.

Fleeing further to the left, several more werewolves appeared in the dim bushes, their teeth bared and their eyes were full of murderous intent.

Surrounded!

Old Pete stopped immediately and turned to look in the direction where he was coming from.

Thinking of the disposable door key in his pocket, he took a deep breath and prepared to delay for a moment.

Just then, shadows moved among the trees and Greyback stepped slowly out.

His tall figure looked particularly ferocious in the dim forest. He had a twisted smile on his face and his eyes were full of fanatical bloodthirsty desire.

"Old Pete," Greyback's voice was low and hoarse, as if it came from the depths of hell, "you have been looking for me. You should be glad to see me."

"The other three wolf cubs were smart and Apparated away early. In comparison, you are much dumber and still don't know how to Apparate and leave."

"Oh, by the way," Greyback said with a grim smile, "We have cast an Anti-Apparition Charm here, so you can't run away even if you want to."

"We are all werewolves. There is no need to fight so fiercely among our own kind."

"I'll give you a chance. As long as you join us and use your identity as Wolf Herb Garden to provide us with gold galleons and herbs, I will let you go."

"Dream on!" Old Pete said firmly, "Many children in the herb garden became werewolves because of you."

"We may all be werewolves, but the differences between us are much greater than you think."

"In that case, you can say goodbye to this world." Greyback approached slowly with a grin.

"I will peel off your skin, pull out your tendons, and tear you into pieces bite by bite, letting you die slowly in agony and despair."

"After you die, I will go and bite a few children myself, and use the new werewolves to celebrate your death."

The radical werewolves gathered around, their eyes flashing with excitement, as if they couldn't wait to enjoy the upcoming bloody feast.

Old Pete took a deep breath and was about to use the portkey to leave when he felt a giant descending from the sky in front of him.

"I've caught up. Leave the rest to me, Old Pete."

Along with the appearance of the giant, a fierce gust of wind blew, making it impossible for everyone to open their eyes.

"Boss?" Old Pete hesitated. He had never seen Sebastian like this before.

"It's me. You should have a good rest from now on."

Hearing this, Old Pete completely relaxed, and he couldn't help but yell in his heart.

Greyback, my boss is here, and your death is imminent.

The strong wind came and went quickly. Greyback looked at the three-meter-tall monster in front of him and his pupils shrank sharply.

"Who the hell are you to interfere in our werewolf affairs?"

Looking at his companions around him, Greyback smiled grimly.

"It doesn't matter. No matter what kind of monster you are, you have to die here today."

Without hesitation, Greyback raised his wand and shouted at Sebastian, "Avada Kadava!"

With a green light, a spell shot out from his wand and flew straight towards Sebastian in dragon form.

Feeling the strength of the incoming spell, Sebastian didn't move a muscle. The flash of the overlapping spell completely blocked the killing curse.

A little weak!

He couldn't even break five layers of spells, which posed no threat to him who had already stacked hundreds of layers of spells.

Sebastian nodded in satisfaction.

Until today, I can finally feel at ease and boldly withstand the killing curse of others and knock them to the ground with one stick.

He looked at Greyback and grinned. "That's it?"

How can it be!

The killing curse doesn't work!

What kind of monster is this?

The scene before their eyes was completely beyond everyone's cognition, and a feeling of fear completely rose to everyone's heart.

The surrounding werewolves couldn't help but take a few steps back, and some of them even thought of running away.

After all, they are good at bullying the weak, but when faced with such a monster beyond common sense, they feel scared from the bottom of their hearts.

"Don't be fooled by him, he must have some protective gear on him," Greyback growled.

"Attack everyone. I don't believe there is anyone that the Killing Curse cannot kill."

Hearing this, the werewolves plucked up their courage and raised their wands at Sebastian.

"Avada Kadawa xN."

Facing the incoming spell, Sebastian gently shook the wand in his left hand, and an igloo took shape instantly, protecting Old Pete behind it.

Then, he exerted force with his legs, disappeared from the spot, and appeared next to a werewolf.

"It's very troublesome to stack spells. It's a waste to use it on you little minions."

He clenched the mace in his hand and swung it fiercely at the werewolf who had not yet reacted.

The werewolf in front of him suddenly shattered like a watermelon and turned into a bloody mist.

Um......

You used too much force. You need to control yourself next time, otherwise it will be difficult to clean up.

Sebastian looked around and grinned, "Everyone has used the killing curse on me. I have to defend myself properly."

The werewolves were all terrified and scattered in all directions, crying and shouting.

However, they had cast an anti-Apparition spell here and could not use Apparition, so they all ran until their legs broke, trying to get away from this monster.

We admit that you are strong!

But we are scattered and I don't believe you can catch us all...

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