Whoosh!
A shiver-inducing, bloodthirsty arrow, thick as a grown man's waist, sliced through the trees and disappeared into the retreating wolf pack. Clang! A werewolf was nailed to the rock and emitted a wailing cry of agony, but the sound did not last long. Following him came Ronsan who fired a gun and shot through the werewolf's throat, putting an end to his life of crime.
This scene caught the eye of Grabok, causing the head wolf, who was greatly evil, to hatefully let out a long, despairing howl.
Previously, with the combined efforts of the centaurs, Hagrid, and Professor Snape, more than a hundred wolves had suffered serious injuries. Seeing the situation unfavorable, Grabok led the remaining seventy or so wolves to break through to the mountains.
Glancing back at the members of his pack who followed him, Grabok cursed Peter in his mind with words of sin, despising the worthless creature who had deprived them of protection from the Dark Lord twelve years ago, and almost caused the death of all the werewolves in the Forbidden Forest today.
That night, the wolves under Grabok's command suffered heavy casualties, and their only gain was capturing a few centaurs.
These "horses" are highly valued in the underground world, and if they can be sold successfully, they can somewhat make up for the 50,000 gold coins that the Ministry of Magic had lost in front of them.
Of course, this money is not easy to get. At the moment, the group of centaurs behind them is going crazy to save their captured comrades. Along the way of their escape, more than a dozen of their kind have already died at their hands.
"Give it up, Grabok. You can't escape."
For Grabok, another gain of tonight was Remus Lupin.
The luck of the traitor was not good, he escaped but fainted in the woods, and Grabok took advantage of it.
"Shut up, traitor!"
Grabok opened his ugly wolf mouth and sneered at Remus with a grin,
"If I am destined to die today, I will make sure you die before me, of course, I don't think you need to be so pessimistic. I've heard that you now work for Dumbledore, right? Perhaps he would be willing to spend some money to buy you back from me."
Remus's head hung limply, his body covered in scars, and blood drained from his cheeks, dripping down.
Facing Grabok's absurd idea, Remus only slightly trembled his eyelids, mumbling in a voice as thin as a whisper,
"You're mad, Grabok."
As the pack of wolves continued to cross a mound, the world in front of them became clearer. At the end of their sight, a faint glimmer of hope made all the wolves, including Grabok, overjoyed.
The centaurs had no means of teleportation. As long as they were out of the Forbidden Forest, the werewolves would have many ways to escape from pursuit.
Without the need for Grabok to urge them, the wolves let out excited howls one after another, each one accelerating to full speed, charging towards the hope of survival. At the same time, the centaurs, realizing that the werewolves were about to escape, went into a state of extreme frenzy. Arrows and wooden spears rained down like hail, most of them aimed at Grabok's back!
Clang!
Grabok swiped his hand and shattered several lances, looking at the furious Fenzenzee and the others, a challenging smile spread across his face.
Since the wolves had settled in the Forbidden Forest, these centaurs had been trying to annihilate them completely. But even until the end, they had not achieved this goal. Although the wolves suffered heavy losses tonight, their ability to replenish their pack numbers was not comparable to that of the centaurs.
"Ha, we'll meet again, donkeys!"
Grabok laughed loudly, and in the next second, he was the first to break through the dimly lit ancient forest and emerge into the moonlit meadow.
The location where the wolves emerged from the Forbidden Forest was not far from Hogsmeade. To the west, as far as the horizon, were fields cultivated by villagers of Hogsmeade. To the east were continuous undulating mountains. And on a slope ahead of them, there stood an ancient old house that helped Grabok determine his position.
"The wizards with magic wands will disappear, the others will return to their human forms and sneak into Hogsmeade. These centaurs won't dare to enter the wizard's territory!"
Grabok pulled out his wand and loudly called out. With his reminder, the wolves turned back to their human forms one by one, those with Apparition ability prepared to teleport away, and the rest rushed towards Hogsmeade in preparation for a coup d'etat.
A series of crisp detonations echoed in the wind at the foot of the mountain, accompanied by angry curses from the centaurs. One after another, including Grabok, disappeared into thin air, while those pursuing them could only watch as their companions were taken away by the wolves!
"Stop, you despicable scum!"
Bain let out a weak, fierce roar, his arrow piercing through a wolf running towards Hogsmeade. The wolf, suddenly unconscious, was propelled by the strong force of the arrow, soaring through the air and rolling mid-air.
Bang!
But at this moment, something strange happened.
An invisible barrier seemed to appear in the air, and the wolf's body, still halfway through the fall, collided with it and fell to the ground with a thud, tracing a trajectory like a free fall.
But this was just the beginning. The wolf people who were running towards Hogsmeade suddenly came to a halt, one by one colliding with the transparent barrier. They all looked panic-stricken, beating on the walls, not understanding what had happened.
"What's going on?"
At this sight, the centaurs stopped at the edge of the Forbidden Forest and the mountains, and Bane's rough expression shifted from anger to astonishment.
"This is the magic of the wizards!"
Ronsan dug the ground with his front hooves, looking around anxiously,
"But we can't figure out who it is."
Bang, bang, bang!
The centaurs were puzzled about who had stopped the wolves from escaping. At this moment, in the air above, the werewolves who had just teleported away from this place appeared one by one, falling from mid-air onto the rocky ground.
Grabok still had a look of joy on his face that hadn't faded, thinking he had escaped the danger. But when he saw the surroundings and the centaurs not far away watching him with a strange expression, his expression froze. In his pale yellow vertical eyes, fear and unease were churning.
"What's going on?"
Grabok roared angrily at the members of his pack who were also excluded from the void.
"Not sure..."
A wolf with a limp looked at the wand in his hand and said confused,
"I was going to Angelsey Island, but I don't know why I'm back here?"
Disquiet forced the wolves to gather together again, and they discussed in confusion, looking disorganized like stray dogs.
These failed wolves brought back a few captured centaurs, Bane looked indignant and was about to rush to save his comrades. However, Ferenze stopped him.
"Wait, Bain, don't be impulsive!"
Ferenze stood in front of Bain, his expression serious as he said,
"It seems like a powerful wizard is about to judge these evil dark creatures!"
"But who is it?" Ronsan panted and questioned, "Who can do all this?"
"As far as I know, only one human wizard can do this."
Ferenze said cautiously.
"Look over there, there's a person!"
Finally, one of the wolves glanced up at the sky by chance and pointed to the void under the blood moon, shouting in terror.
Under his reminder, all the wolves and centaurs looked towards that direction, even the hazy Remus slowly raised his head. And when he recognized the figure standing alone in the independent void under the moon, Remus quietly chuckled. However, there was a touch of bitterness in his laughter.
"Hah, Grabok, the end of the wolves is coming."
(Chapter Ends)
