Hogwarts: Harry Potter and the Glock 18.

Chapter 152 28 Years of Blood Debt

"I didn't expect you to be so unsatisfactory all these years, Remus."

The hot tea had already cooled down. After learning about Lupine's situation in recent years, Hagrid sighed and patted Lupine's shoulder again, but this time it was very light.

"But no matter what, since you have come to Hogwarts, as long as you work hard in the future, life will definitely get better."

"It's time for dinner in a while, how about I go to the woods to get something, we don't go to the auditorium at night, how about eating here?"

"That's tomorrow, Hagrid." Harry swallowed the last piece of rock pie sandwich for tea snack, he patted Hagrid's arm, "tonight our Professor Lupine will make his debut , everyone can't wait."

"That's right!"

Hagrid smiled foolishly, then nodded, "Then I'll go and deliver some fresh ingredients to the kitchen, and I'll eat them well tonight."

"Go to work, Hagrid, by the way, is Fenrir still honest these days?"

"Of course, to be honest, those werewolves in the woods almost tore him alive, and they tore off the hands and feet that Pomfrey connected him several times, but don't worry, tell them to keep it for you, That bad bastard deserves to die!"

Hagrid grabbed the hunting bow from the side shelf and yelled out the window. Norbert, who was sleepy, opened his eyes. Knowing that Hagrid was going to take him to hunt in the Forbidden Forest, the little guy was excited. He flicked his tail and knocked on the ground with a bang bang bang.

"Then let's go."

Harry waved to Hagrid, then left the cabin with Lupine, heading towards the edge of the Forbidden Forest.

Behind a dense shrub as tall as a person stands a wooden pillar, on which there is a wooden board nailed horizontally, piecing together the shape of a cross. A foot-long steel nail penetrates the shoulder blade and pelvis of a hairy man. Fix his torso firmly on it.

The bloody wounds and countless bruises covered the man's body. Thanks to him, the little wizard, who should have had a happy childhood, became a werewolf who was beaten by everyone. They were abandoned by their families, and even once Kill, only the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts allows them to live and guarantee their safety.

The arrival of Fenrir broke the originally peaceful life of the werewolves in the Forbidden Forest. In the previous few days and nights, they tried every means to pour out the anger suppressed in their hearts towards this culprit, until each of them was exhausted, and finally That mad revenge is over.

"Hey, wake up."

Harry kicked Fenrir. This guy was still breathing. His strong body was far beyond ordinary people. With the guaranteed treatment, it would be very difficult to die.

"Will I let you go by pretending to be dead?"

Harry took out a bottle of old dragon's blood whiskey. He and Hagrid drank all the vodka, so they could only order some wizarding wine from Hogsmeade nearby. Although the alcohol content was a little low, it was not bad as a drink.

The amber wine with the unique smell of dragon's blood flowed over the wound on his body, and the freshly congealed blood scab was washed away. The alcohol and dragon's blood awakened the numb wound again, and the severe irritating pain made the drooping eyelids Fenrir opened those bloodshot yellow eyes.

The eyes that were originally full of madness and rebellion now revealed a pleading weakness. Under the crazy torment of the werewolf in the Forbidden Forest day and night, it seems that this outright anti-social lunatic can't bear the repeated attacks just to vent his anger and hatred. torment.

He has actually died dozens of times, but if someone doesn't want him to die, then he has to live.

"Looks like you had a nice few days off."

After Fenrir woke up, Harry drank the remaining half bottle of wine in one gulp based on the principle of not wasting.

"But the work they do is really rough, even simple things like skinning are so bad." Harry glanced at the ground near Fenrir, where there were many fragments of skin scattered, " If it were me, I would start from your back, use a small knife to cut along the spine, and then carefully complete the separation."

"Only the complete fur is worth collecting, isn't it? No one in the world has really collected a werewolf's fur, right? I will set the time for the full moon, when your vitality is at its most exuberant. I There is no need to waste a bottle of valuable healing potions on you."

"But for now, drink it."

Harry took out a potion bottle that Fenrir was very familiar with. This was the life-saving potion that pulled him back from the death line dozens of times in succession, but this thing had become his nightmare at the moment.

Fenrir, who was still staring blankly, struggled. Even if this would tear the wound pinned by the steel nails, there would be waves of severe pain, but even so, he still did not give up.

"Don't open your mouth?"

Harry smiled, knocked out all his teeth with one punch, and poured the potion down his stomach.

Fenrir, who immediately began to roll his eyes and twitch, seemed to be going to hell in the next second, but the wounds on his body that healed quickly indicated that his life safety at this moment was extremely guaranteed.

The already hoarse voice became loud and clear. The hysterical wailing was not because of the pain in his body, but because he had once again foreseen the tragic scene he would face next.

Those werewolves would not reduce the intensity of their torment because of how miserable his wailing was, but they would become more excited because of his struggle.

"You don't regret biting so many people, so many children, right?"

"You are just regretting, you should hide better, don't be caught by me."

Listening to Fenrir's begging for mercy, Harry spoke to him in a cheerful tone.

"But it's not me playing games with you today, but Lupine."

"I don't know if you still remember him and what you did 28 years ago."

Harry took a few steps back from the stage, and Lupine stepped forward in silence, standing in front of the howling Fenrir.

He calmly stared at the man in front of him, no other emotions could be seen on his expressionless face, but his pupils shrunk to the size of a pinprick were trembling violently.

During the long staring, Fenrir gradually calmed down. He seemed to have discovered that Lupine was not that kind of crazy person, but the kind of irrational guy, so Fenrir tremblingly opened his mouth, pleading. The tone said: "Kill me, please, no matter who you are."

Lupine drew out his wand. It was a Boretta M92 semi-automatic pistol with beautiful lines. Compared with the boxy Glock gun family, this gun has many rounded arcs, which looks restrained and unassuming. The gray and silvery lines outline a lifelike silver wolf on the body of the gun.

Lupine raised the muzzle of his gun and pointed at Fenrir's heart, and the werewolf in front of him grinned a relieved smile at this moment. He seemed to have seen the dear god of death approaching him with a scythe, whether it was Hell or whatever, he couldn't wait to go there.

But without the green light, Lupine uttered a spell indifferently but clearly - Cruciatus!
How could the pain accumulated for 28 years be easily let go? The more he felt the beauty of today, the more Lupine hated everything Fenrir had done!
his parents!His life!Everything about him was ruined by the werewolf in front of him!

"my parents!"

Lupine growled at Fenrir with bloodshot eyes.

"They want to cure me! They want me to be like other children! Even though they know that it is impossible to recover after being infected by werewolves, they still don't give up and seize every possible opportunity, even if those are liars. lie!"

"But they did it anyway!"

"For six years, they took out all their savings, sold everything that could be sold, and traveled all over the world, praying, praying for the slim hope of being cured!"

"But they failed, and even put themselves in it."

"But they finally found me an opportunity, a rare opportunity to go to Hogwarts and learn like other children."

"It's a pity that I can't repay them. I can repay my parents. They gave me everything, but they left me in this world where I was alone."

"You want to die?" Lupine sneered sarcastically, "There is no such cheap thing in the world!"

"Fenrir Greyback!"

Lupine let go of his trigger finger, and pinched Fenrir's face to make him look into his eyes.

"I didn't know how to face you before."

"But now, I understand."

"How about we settle the debts we have accumulated over the past 28 years?"

"That blood debt"

Lupine's voice sank, even became hoarse.

"Leave me alone with him for a while, Harry," said Lupine softly.

(End of this chapter)