Harry Potter Morning Light

Amidst the tsunami-like cheers, Harry heard that shrill howl of wolves, which they hadn't heard in other stadiums yesterday, and he immediately became alert.

"Set up the defensive net." Calvin's voice came through the badges on their chests, and all the Aurors present took out their wands and pointed them at the sky, and soon a transparent cover began to cover the stadium.

There was a problem with the TV broadcast signal at this time, and there were many snowflakes on the screen, but the audience at the scene did not notice any abnormalities.

"Turn off the lights and announce the end of the game." Harry also said to the badge, but after a few seconds, the lights on the stadium did not turn off, and the radio did not announce the end of the game.

He immediately walked quickly towards the main console.

When he came to the back of the stands, the sight glass immediately began to flicker. He looked in the direction of the entrance light, and there were four men in rags grinning ferociously at him.

"All petrified!"

His spell was easily deflected by one of them with the Armor Charm, and the other three were transforming. Harry immediately used the Transfiguration Charm on the entrance of the stand, which was blocked by the railing, and the people in the stand could not get out. These werewolves can't even think about going in.

Then he started running like hell, and the three werewolves chased after him, and another werewolf who didn't change shape cast a crushing spell on the pillars of the field.

At the beginning, Anfield Stadium only had a first-floor stand. Later, in order to accommodate more spectators, a second-floor stand was added. If these pillars were destroyed, the second-floor stand would collapse.

But Harry couldn't stop him, because Harry couldn't take care of himself, he could only wave his wand, sealing one entrance after another.

The fans near the gate noticed something strange and were about to ask through the railing, but the werewolf who smelled the smell of human flesh changed direction and rushed towards them with a grin. Those people were so frightened that they took a step back and fell to the ground, but the railing blocked them. Werewolves, they can't enter the field.

Those behind the stands who worked in bars, food stores were not so lucky, and they were targeted by werewolves, screaming.

Harry was going to rescue them when Blaise Zabini rushed towards the shops with his men.

"Avada Kedavra."

Bursts of green light pointed at the werewolves, and they died before they could even howl.

Looking at the cruel smiles on the faces of the "snow wolves", Harry couldn't tell which one was more like a monster, but he still said to Blaise, "Someone is destroying the pillars under the stands over there, stop them."

Then he left, but he didn't get far before he was forced back by the werewolves, who broke into the stands before the Aurors could seal the entrance to the stands.

The players who were playing football noticed the commotion in the stands, and stopped running without anyone reminding them. Experienced fans jumped from the stands to the field, and then looked back to see what happened behind.

"Snapped."

The headlights of the stadium were turned off, and the stadium was suddenly plunged into darkness. The screams in the dark were more terrifying than when they could see the situation clearly, and the fear was spreading at an alarming speed.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen." A hoarse voice with a cruel smile sounded on the court, "I think you must be curious, what attacked you, we are the messengers of the crescent god, look at the sky."

Many people raised their heads and looked at the sky. With the strong wind, the clouds in the sky were blown away a lot, and a bright full moon hung in the sky.

"Look at it, how beautiful it is," said the cruel voice intoxicated.

The moonlight gave the dark stadium a little light, but it was only a little bit, and this light was only enough to illuminate the figures of the monsters.

Muggles are actually no strangers to werewolves, such as the big bad wolf that ate Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother, but those are just scary fairy tales, designed to frighten disobedient children.

Now looking at the white teeth, hard hair and green eyes, even an adult man can't help but let out a shrill scream.

Calvin pointed his wand at himself, and shouted with amplifying charm, "All human beings, come to the field at once!"

He didn't say what to do with the spectators on the second floor and higher stands, which happened to be the most chaotic place, the entrance was blocked by werewolves, and it would be unrealistic to jump down to the first floor stands. Some Aurors put away their wands and rode Came to these floors with a broomstick, conjured up a slide for the audience to slide down the slide, then pulled out a gun and shot them dead with silver bullets painted with chamaejasma aconite.

When the gunshots rang out, the policemen also reacted and pointed the issued silver bullets at the monsters. Under their cover, the citizens walked down the slide to the stadium safely.

"Attention all!" shouted a blond man standing on a billboard. "Which of you served in the military!"

Some young people in the stadium approached him in a daze, and a policeman came over to talk to him.

At this moment, the fireworks bombs on the stadium were ignited, and those bright and brilliant sparks exploded in the air.

"I know, these fireworks were originally used by you to celebrate the championship." The cruel voice said, "But I don't want to wait until that day."

The stadium was cast with an anti-apparition spell, which meant that neither werewolves nor Aurors could apparate into the stadium, but the surrounding Stanley Park and streets around the stadium could, and the fans who had gathered outside the stadium were also chased by werewolves. Panic spread from Anfield on the outskirts of the city to the city centre.

The broadcast of the game stopped, and the fans in the bar also went to the street. They didn't know what happened. They only saw the fireworks set off in the direction of the stadium, across the night sky under a nearly full silver moon.

After Pomona returned to her stand, she used the summoning ring to call Severus. If he didn't show up at this time, then she was divorced.

But before she could recite the spell, Severus took her hand, rushed away from the panicked people, and came to the relatively spacious court, and then he hugged her and flew towards her in a cloud of black smoke. main console.

After smashing the glass of the console, they fell to the ground, and the long-haired man with his legs crossed and complacently broadcasting stood up alertly.

He looked to be in his forties, and his face bore the marks of a hard life, but he hadn't sharpened his fingernails like Fenrir Greyback to look like a wolf.

"Are you Crum Crouch?" Severus asked.

"Who are you?"

Severus sneered, "How does it feel to be a wolf if you don't save the leader?"

Crum Crouch rubbed his nose.

"I remember this smell, you are the one who appeared in Beihai."

Pomona held the devil's net in her hand.

"Do you think that without the Dark Lord, you can do whatever you want?" Severus tugged on his robe, looking arrogant and arrogant.

"Kingsley is a kind man." Krum smiled sinisterly. "I like his kindness."

"Indeed." Severus smiled eccentrically. "So that benevolent Minister left us the dirty work."

The smile faded from Krum's face.

"Someone's hands stay clean because someone else did the dirty work for him. Kingsley Shacklebolt is such a 'good guy'."

"What about you? What are you?"

Severus kept smiling, no one knew what he was thinking, when there was the sound of fighting at the door.

"I can let you go, but I have one condition." Severus said, "Can you make your 'clan' abide by the law and not do evil?"

"Then can you revoke the anti-werewolf law and let us live normally in the wizarding society?" Crum Crouch licked his yellowed teeth, and said with a sly smile, "We have come to where we are today, it is you Yes, wizards are getting weaker, you don't have the confidence to defeat us, so you can only squeeze us out."

"Dogs are domesticated from wolves, but you don't want to be domesticated..."

"That's what I hate about you the most, our personalities are a liability in your eyes, even though we were once like you." Crum Crouch interrupted him "If we win, we'll let you try Taste what it feels like to be trampled underfoot!"

"It looks like you're not going to surrender," Severus said.

"Never!" said KrumCrouch, twitching the corners of his mouth nervously.

Pomona threw the devil's net at him and used a lengthening spell halfway through, but was burned by Krum with the fire spell.

"She smells like you." Krum sniffed Pomona. "Who is she?"

"It has nothing to do with you." Severus stood in front of Pomona calmly.

"If you want to fight me, why bring her? Are you not afraid of being accidentally injured?"

"Are you that stupid?" Severus asked.

"Oh, turn on the lights!" She came to her senses, looked at the densely packed buttons on the console and pressed one at random, and as a result, the team anthem of the Liverpool team sounded on the pitch.

"I let you familiarize yourself with the terrain, what are you familiar with?" Severus snapped angrily.

"I'm sorry..." she said apologetically.

At the same moment Krum raised his wand, and Severus easily parried the spell.

"Break the lights!" Krum said to his men over the radio.

The spectators on the field organized, removed the seats, and used them to block the entrance. The Aurors in the stands on the second floor were fighting with werewolves. From the depths of the corridor, green flashes could occasionally be seen.

The plan can never keep up with the changes, and the darkness is actually not friendly to humans. With the magic flame generated by the two people's battle, she looked for the switch on the console.

Hope she can be found before the werewolves destroy all the lamps.