Raven's Claw at Hogwarts

"Let Blake go."

After those cold words without meaning came out of Mike's mouth, the smile on Bellatrix's face disappeared not far away.

She opened her eyes wide, tilted her head and looked straight at Mike with a look that looked like a fool.

"Are you dreaming?" Bellatrix said in an incredible tone, "How could I let him go? He is..."

Bellatrix's words came to an abrupt end because a gray crystal ball suddenly appeared in Mike's hand.

"Give it to me! Quick!"

Faced with Bellatrix's sudden hysteria, a smile flashed across Mike's face. He casually shook the prophecy ball in his hand and saw that the other party's head was nodding up and down following his movements. Then he repeated again:

"Let Blake go."

"Give me the prophecy ball first!"

Bellatrix said without thinking, and the beast boy behind him had already assumed a fighting posture similar to that of a beast preparing to prey.

Mike shook his head and turned the hand holding the prophecy ball over, pretending to smash it.

"etc!"

A slightly nervous female voice came from the opposite side, and the smile on Mike's face grew wider.

At this time, the situation on Mike's side also attracted the attention of others. Arthur panted heavily and rushed over first with his silver sword in hand. At this moment, he was surrounded by a strong smell of blood, coupled with his His red eyes looked murderous.

His arrival stimulated the beast boy opposite him, and he saw a large amount of hair growing out at an extremely fast speed on his exposed skin.

At the same time, his already very tall figure further grew taller, and the teeth in his mouth also grew rapidly and were exposed outside his mouth. Those sharp teeth looked a little creepy - he turned out to be a werewolf!

He is also a powerful werewolf who can maintain his self-awareness after transformation!

Upon seeing this, Arthur raised his silver sword again as a defensive gesture. He was ready. As long as Mike gave the order, he would step forward and chop off the man's wolf head!

Harry, Moody and others in the distance also behaved differently after discovering Black's situation.

Among them, Harry was so anxious that he almost cried. He kept shouting Black's name loudly, trying to get a response from the other party.

Unfortunately, Blake has been completely controlled by the Imperius Curse, and the expression on his face is still indifferent.

But Moody's eyes only glanced at Blake and then focused on the prophecy ball in Mike's hand. The muscles on his face kept trembling, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

"I'll count to three. If you don't remove the Imperius Curse from Black, I will smash the prophecy ball." Mike said slowly, "I believe that Voldemort will take good care of you by then. After all, you can't even do such a simple task." None of it is finished.”

"I don't allow you to call me by my first name!" Bellatrix yelled hysterically, but she turned around, raised her wand, and stabbed Black in the head.

"Ah! It hurts!"

Blake, who was poked, seemed to regain his consciousness all of a sudden. He held his face with one hand and screamed in agony.

"Are you satisfied now? Give me that damn prophecy ball!"

"Very good." Mike said, "I have felt your sincerity, so..."

"no!"

A loud shout suddenly came from not far away. Mike and Bellatrix both heard the words and ran away. They saw Moody limping over, his magic eyes staring closely. Bellatrix, while the naked eye looked at Mike.

"The goal of our mission is to prevent Voldemort from obtaining the Prophecy Ball. I will never let you trade it for Black!"

As soon as she said this, Bellatrix burst into hysterical laughter again, and the expression on Black's face, who was still pointed by her wand, became extremely wonderful.

Many people controlled by the Imperius Curse actually have memories of what they did while under control, so Black knew exactly what happened just now.

To be honest, although he was very moved, he actually didn't approve of Mike's move to exchange the prophecy ball for him.

After all, defeating Voldemort is more important than your own life!

But it's one thing to think so, but it's another thing for Moody to say it so unpleasantly!

"My dear cousin, it seems that your companions do not care about your life!"

Listening to Bellatrix's dirty voice in his ears, Black gritted his teeth and resisted the desire to say dirty words.

"It's not your turn to intervene in my decision." Mike said indifferently, holding the prophecy ball, "For me, the lives of my friends are far more important than this broken crystal ball."

As soon as these words came out, Blake's eyes instantly turned red, and Harry in the distance also yelled.

When Moody said he wanted to give up on Black, Harry's and the others' hearts almost stopped beating. Fortunately, Mike was reliable and was not shaken by Moody's words.

"Really? That's really a pity."

Moody frowned and spoke softly, but the hand hidden behind his back gently shook the wand.

Immediately afterwards, an invisible blade shot towards Blake with an inaudible sound of breaking through the air!

"careful!"

The werewolf who had been standing behind Bellatrix suddenly roared and took action to drag Black and Bellatrix back behind him!

"Pfft!"

The invisible blade was imprinted on the werewolf's belly, easily breaking through the tough wolf skin, leaving a large hole with a diameter of twenty centimeters in his belly.

But the strange thing is that the wound only existed for a moment and then disappeared. No, to be precise, the wound did not disappear, but the werewolf tightened his muscles in an instant, and his powerful muscles directly sealed the wound. Thus achieving the effect of stopping bleeding!

Blake stared blankly at the werewolf's belly. After the transformation, the werewolf was now more than three meters tall. Judging from the height of the wound, if the werewolf hadn't dragged him away, then the curse would have killed him directly. head!

Blake shuddered suddenly, and the fear and fear in his heart quickly turned into a roar after a short chemical reaction, and he yelled:

"Moody, you piece of trash! You actually want to kill me!"

Faced with Blake's roar, Moody had a look of pity on his face and sighed:

"Still not fast enough? What a shame."

As soon as he finished speaking, Moody found a wand pressed against his forehead.

He frowned, looked at Mike holding the wand in front of him and smiled:

"Really? Mike, are you going to take action against me? At this time? We..."

Before Moody finished speaking, the expression on his face became extremely shocked, because a ball of red light was flashing from the tip of the blackthorn wand.

"boom!"

The light only brewed for a moment before exploding violently. The powerful impact knocked Moody's whole body away, and his head tilted back to an almost exaggerated level.

There was another muffled sound, and Moody fell to the ground on his back, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

And his magic eye also fell out of its socket under the powerful impact, kept bouncing on the ground, and finally rolled to Mike's feet.

"Ha, I said it," Mike snorted coldly, stepping forward and crushing the mucus-soaked magic eye completely. "It's not your turn to intervene in my decision!"

At this moment, everyone present was stunned, even Black and Bellatrix in the distance had dull expressions.

They really didn't expect that Mike would actually take action against his teammates, and he would do so decisively.

But Bellatrix soon reacted. She laughed and walked out from behind the werewolf, pinched the orchid finger and said in a weird tone;

"It seems that you are also very sincere!"

"Stop talking nonsense, there is no one in the way now, let's make the deal quickly!"

Mike's words caused the smile on Bellatrix's face to disappear again, and she gritted her teeth and said:

"Then give me the prophecy ball quickly! I just need to release it as soon as I get it!"

"You and I both know that this is impossible." Mike shook his head and said, "How about this, let's each take a step back. You let Blake come to me first, and I will throw the prophecy ball to you halfway."

Hearing this, a look of suspicion appeared on Bellatrix's face, and Mike continued:

"Don't worry about it. Now that things have reached this point, you should already know my sincerity. So, be more relaxed!"

After much hesitation, Bellatrix finally agreed to Mike's solution. She waved her hand slightly, and the giant werewolf next to her released her claws on Black.

Sirius Black's expression was a bit indescribable. He stood there blankly looking at Mike and the prophecy ball in his hand, seemingly very entangled.

Mike knew exactly what Blake was struggling with, and he shouted:

"Black, think about Harry, you can't die!"

Mike's words were like a thunderbolt, instantly waking Blake up.

He opened his mouth slightly and turned his head to look in the direction of the Hogwarts Army. After seeing the child who was desperately yelling and waving at him, Black's expression finally became firm.

One step at a time, he slowly and firmly began to walk towards Mike! Behind him, Bellatrix pointed her wand at Black's back from afar, while using her eyes to signal Mike to fulfill his promise quickly.

Looking at Blake who had slowly walked to the middle position, Mike nodded with satisfaction, and then threw the prophecy ball in his hand to the side with all his strength!

Almost as soon as Mike took action, a dark green cold light shot out from the wand in Bellatrix's hand, shooting straight towards Black's back.

At the same time, the werewolf next to her also started to move, and at a terrifying speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, it flew towards the crystal ball in the air on all fours like a dog catching a Frisbee.

This sudden situation caused Harry and others in the distance to take a breath of air, but Mike still maintained a calm smile on his face.

"Block it!"

Mike said calmly, and as soon as he finished speaking, Arthur beside him turned into an afterimage, blocking Black's back.

"Queen!"

I saw Arthur let out a sudden roar, and struck out with his sword the moment a layer of light-colored shield appeared, directly chopping the death ray with an ominous aura into spots of light all over the sky!

Blake, who survived the catastrophe, was not a fool. After turning his head and understanding the situation in front of him, his speed increased instantly and he ran towards Mike with all his strength.

Not far away, Bellatrix became a little angry. She was cursing and throwing all kinds of curses at her.

It's a pity that it's all useless. In front of the demon hunter Arthur, these magic spells are just some slow-moving arrows, and they are all chopped down by him in a few or two strokes.

And the giant galloping wolf further away has already approached the landing point of the prophecy ball by relying on the almost abnormal physical fitness of the werewolf after the words. If nothing unexpected happens, the prophecy ball will soon fall into his grasp. Finally.

However, accidents always happen.

"boom!"

Just when the giant werewolf raised his head to catch the prophecy ball, a huge fireball hit him straight, causing a huge explosion!

Lupine and Tonks slowly walked out of the shadows, staring intently at the huge shadow that still existed in the smoke.

Different from usual, the expressions of both of them were not very good at this moment, especially Lu Ping, who now looked like he was gnashing his teeth with a rare cruelty.

Mike looked at Lupine and Tonks who suddenly took action, and glanced with disdain.

When he was negotiating with Bellatrix just now, Lupine and Tonks were watching from a distance. They neither opposed Mike's actions like Moody, nor did they jump out to express their support.

In fact, Mike knew their thoughts very well. It was just that they wanted to save Black very much, but they were afraid of failing the mission and being held accountable by Dumbledore.

Such little thoughts caused their impression score in Mike's mind to drop rapidly, even if they jumped out and chose to help now!

The smoke in the distance gradually dissipated, slowly revealing the true appearance of the huge shadow inside.

It was the huge human wolf from before, and compared with before, except for some fur that was a little scorched by the flames, it actually didn't suffer any damage!

Seeing this, Lupine's face became even more ugly. His two bloodshot red eyes stared at it, and he roared in a low voice with a voice that was trembling with excitement:

"Fenrir Greyback!"

As if being attracted by this low growl, the man-wolf in the ruins slowly looked at Lupine and sniffed with his nose.

Then, his big mouth opened and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Ah! I smell the breath of the same kind!" Fenrir mocked, his voice still slightly unclear because he still had the prophecy ball in his mouth, "Are you my child too?"

"You're the size of a horse!"

Lupine was instantly furious, roared and rushed towards Fenrir!

His move made Tonks look dumbfounded. Shouldn't a wizard always keep a safe distance when facing a werewolf and then use magic spells to deal with the opponent?

Lupine started charging directly now. Is he crazy?