Professor, please pay the debt

Werewolf

On the eve of Halloween, the sweet smell of roasted pumpkins wafted through Hogsmeade village, and ridiculous jack-o-lanterns were hung everywhere. Since the Dark Lord appeared at the Ministry of Magic in June this year, wizards have spent time under his shadow. For 6 months, 4 months of hell, people disappeared every day, and everyone lived in fear, fearing that they would be the next one.

In such a terrifying atmosphere, Harry thought that people were in no mood for the festival, but now it seemed that everyone was more enthusiastic about this festival than usual.

At this very moment, the villagers of Hogsmeade village are gathering at the Three Broomsticks pub for a dance party. Harry looked in through the window, and his eyes were full of feasting and luxury. The shrewd Mrs. Rostamer had already announced that tonight Drinks will go up in price.

But people are still enthusiastic, the small bar is almost bursting, people are vigorously messing around, deliberately laughing loudly, happily throwing a lot of money, and drinking one after another, as if they miss tonight and have no chance to drink again.

——Quite a taste of end-apocalyptic carnival!

Harry sat alone on the high roof overlooking the night view of the entire village, his ears filled with the howling wind and people's laughter and laughter. To be honest, he also longed to squeeze into the Three Broomsticks bar and drink a glass of sweet mead. Or stay at school and enjoy a warm fire.

But no, who made him the savior? The ordinary life of ordinary people is destined not to suit him. He can only stay here like a lonely hunter, waiting for the prey tonight.

After midnight, the noisy village gradually calmed down. The warm orange lights went out one after another, and most people fell asleep. From the entrance of the village where Harry was, it was easy to see Mrs. Rostamer Throwing a few drunks out of the bar, and then shutting the shop door angrily, the Dark Lord knew something about this charming lady——

Like old Tom, one must have a backer if one is to stand still in this troublesome business, and Mrs. Rostamer's backer is . . .

At this moment, there were successive crackling sounds from under Harry's feet. After a flash of white light, several black figures appeared out of thin air, and then more and more. When they were all gathered together, Harry found that there were At least 50 werewolves attended tonight's party.

——It seems that Snake Face is determined to make a big commotion!

Harry's location was chosen in advance. The village entrance of Hogsmeade was a landing point for apparition, and due to the recent tense situation, this had become the only landing point.

Harry sat on the roof without moving. He quietly observed the actions of the werewolves. It was easy to find Fenrir Greyback among the group of people, because he was the strongest and most wretched.

Fenrir called all his companions to his side, pointing and assigning tasks.Soon, several people hid in the corner near the entrance of the village, while most of them, led by Fenli, rushed into the village yelling.

This scene is like an elephant rushing into a porcelain shop, or like a torch falling into a firecracker warehouse. The tranquility of the village is instantly broken. The first thing that bears the brunt is the glass window of the roadside shop. The werewolves—

Whether it is congenital or acquired werewolves, they all have a strong desire to destroy. They wave their big sticks and smash everything that can make a sound. When a large piece of glass is smashed, it falls to the ground At that time, the werewolves were pleased, and they raised their ugly heads and laughed loudly.

Harry moved his stiff fingers to take out the two-way mirror from his pocket, and asked calmly:

"Are you asleep? Igor!"

"Oh... how can I sleep at night like this!"

Karkaroff's hysterical cry came from the other end, and he responded so quickly that it was easy to tell that he had been watching the two-way mirror for news, which put Harry in a good mood, and he said, "You have finally learned to do your duty Are you making progress, Igor!"

"What's going on with you?" Karkaroff ignored Harry's compliment and asked eagerly, "Oh, God Merlin! What did I hear... screams, cries for help, and bangs Bang..."

"Werewolves are smashing things, and they like it."

"So they've arrived!?"

"Yes, as you said, at least 50 werewolves participated in the operation, led by Fenrir, your intelligence is very accurate, I will reward you, and of course your informants."

There was half a minute of silence on the other side of the two-way mirror, and then came the frantic voice of the little sable, "My beloved master, although I admire your calm demeanor in times of crisis. But... can you not be here?" He behaved so calmly in the midst of shouting and killing! Ah! Ah!"

Just as Karkaroff heard, Hogsmeade village was filled with all kinds of tragic sounds at this time. The wizards had already realized that they were being attacked. The sky sent out a distress signal in the shape of fireworks, and a few brave wizards rushed out of the house to fight against the werewolf in the street. Magic spells of various colors were shot from their wands, and they ran around in the dark street. Anything will make a loud noise.

The peaceful small village seemed to be playing a random rock music, Harry said calmly under the background music, "Save your energy, Igor, your task tonight is more complicated than planned There are many difficulties. Fenrir, that beast, turned out to be smart. He arranged an ambush at the entrance of the village. You know this is the only place in the village where you can apparate. After a while, the wizards will drag their families with them. Gather here..."

Harry didn't want too many people dead, because that would scare the already fragile British wizarding world - oh... the bumbling British wizarding world, as weak as a rich lady, any decent wizarding world Any man can knock her down and get her.

——And I will be the ultimate winner!

Harry flashed a determined smile, which Karkaroff apparently saw through the dim two-way mirror, asked tremblingly, "Are you sure? Oh... I mean Fenrir, he's not easy to deal with, I've seen how he transforms, he's almost as tall as two centaurs...you actually want to deal with him alone, isn't that...not to mention he brought 50 helpers..."

"You should have faith in me!"

Harry was starting to get a little impatient. Wizards and werewolves were already fighting hand to hand, and few werewolves knew how to use wands.

So their style of play was quite savage. Right under Harry's nose, a werewolf knocked the head of a wizard with a stick as thick as a tree trunk, and the wizard also had ruthless characters. The flames trapped the two werewolves, and they struggled to escape, igniting the awning on the side of the road. The smell of burning burnt and blood rose, and Harry was stimulated so that his heart beat faster and his adrenaline spewed out like a volcanic eruption Like lava flowing through his body, he felt full of strength, and the primal desire to kill urged him to join this brutal battle.

"Of course, of course, you are the savior of the world! But...would it be better to have more helpers...Dumbledore...I saw that he attended today's dinner..."

"I suggest you better not do that, if you don't want to be buried with Fenrir!"

Harry's voice suddenly turned cold, and with the occasional screams, it gave people a gloomy and ominous feeling. Karkaroff quickly turned back into a well-behaved pet, and begged his master, "I will follow your instructions. As ordered, master, really, literally, I swear! I took Polyjuice Potion and turned into you for Halloween dinner tonight.

And now, I'm staying in the Forbidden Forest, waiting for your order, and I'll rush to Hogsmeade in your face, and make sure everyone sees it! "

Harry was satisfied with this, and Karkaroff said again: "Oh, yes! I found out a terrible secret, Ginny, that beautiful little red-haired girl, she has a crush on you! Hermione knows about it too , I heard it with my own ears... Think about it, you are really blessed!

So... oh... my lord, you are still young, you have a bright future, a wonderful life awaits you, Hogsmeade is not worth your life... think of Ginny, how beautiful she is!You have to live for her..."

"Igor!" Harry's patience was exhausted, and he warned him in a bad tone, "You only have 10 minutes!"

After finishing speaking, close the two-way mirror, and take out the rocket crossbow that has been prepared-what man would be in the mood to listen to such boring gossip on the eve of the war!

The eleven-inch holly wand was already in his hand. It sensed the emotions of its master and trembled slightly with excitement. Harry's blood was boiling and his chest was full of pride and ambition. He knew that tonight would be the beginning of a new era. Belongs to the era of the savior!

He stepped on the broom and looked in the direction of the school, and said confidently and proudly like a soldier about to go out, "Wait for me to return in triumph, Severus!"

After finishing speaking, he rushed towards the werewolf without hesitation...