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This is Hughes' plan.

Turning passivity into initiative, he wants to become active.

Only by solving the large werewolf army and shortening the numerical gap between the enemy and ourselves can the high mobility of individual wizards be fully utilized.

Although next, he may be beaten by more than twenty wizards and werewolves until he is running around, but he is not allowed to look back?

Maybe he would take away a few at a time, and as long as he didn't fall down first, he would still have a chance.

What's more, the most important thing is to relieve the family from the critical situation of being under siege.

"Hua Ke'er, our army..."

A commander looked at this passive situation and became extremely angry.

"The pattern has become smaller, and your pattern has become smaller."

As the leader of the legion, he was able to raise a werewolf legion that had not been swallowed up by other legions in the Dark Parliament for two to thirty years. Greyback's ability could not be summed up in the words "it takes a while".

The butt determines the head, so he is not limited by his origin and breaks out into a sky that belongs to him.

"There are billions of Muggles in this world, and there are as many cannon fodder wolves as there are. As long as you wizard wolves who know magic are still there, legions can be established at any time. After all, there is a full moon every month, right?"

"Although the wizard's magic can also control objects, thunder, earth, and wind blades are brand new magics. As long as you catch him and get his magic, you will definitely be able to realize your ideal of ruling the Rotten Kingdom."

"Hahaha~"

"I want to create a real werewolf country. Do you still want to be the family dog ​​of a pure-blood family? Or do you want to go back and do the dirty work for those council gentlemen?"

"Ok?"

Without thinking too much, the captain wolves transformed and rushed towards Hughes.

They knew very well that in terms of magic, they were no match for Hughes, so they might as well transform into werewolves to cooperate with the commanding wolves and capture the student.

Seeing this posture, Hughes retreated to the house to avoid its sharp edge.

The werewolf was so angry that he cried. Isn't this a joke?

Bully them into not being able to see the house that has the secrecy spell on it.

So a strange scene happened outside the house, with more than a dozen werewolves circling around the house like headless flies.

By chance, what did a werewolf touch?

Hughes saw it gripping the edge of the window.

The wolf's claws clasped firmly on the ground, and his arms used force and his whole body hit directly forward.

"Pong!"

The sound of glass breaking to the ground.

"Oops!"

"A werewolf broke in."

"Fire~"

The bullets hit the werewolf as if it were free of charge.

Before the lone wolf could be happy, the bullets pulverized it into a sieve.

The sharp-eyed Greyback immediately commanded: "There, go in through the gap."

The originally gorgeous windows have become a fatal flaw in the defense line.

"Mick, don't be in a daze. You and Deke retreat to the second floor. I'm here."

Hughes pushed Mick and asked him to lead the four Dykes up the stairs on the other side to the second floor, while he kept firing magic to guard the spiral staircase next to the hall.

Werewolves filed in through the window, and Hughes's magic blade made countless achievements. Most of the werewolves who broke in became wounded soldiers with missing arms and legs.

After a leader landed, he led two werewolves and chased Mick and the others. Hughes was unable to rescue him because he was entangled.

Just as he ducked down to avoid a curse, the wolf claws swung at him again.

He quickly put on the magic shield, pulled off an antique sword on the wall, and fought hand-to-hand with the werewolves.

Because Greyback ordered Hughes to be captured alive, the besieging werewolves were also somewhat defensive.

Coupled with the melee skills I just learned the day before yesterday, I wield a sharp sword in my hand, and I can fight with werewolves in a similar way when surrounded, and I use magic to inflict attacks from time to time.

Although he has not yet completely mastered wandless spellcasting, those basic magics are still not a problem for Hughes.

Speaking of which, the commander led two werewolves and chased Mick and the five others.

Except for Hughes, the werewolves will not let anyone in this house go.

The werewolves' strength and explosive power were already superior to humans, and they caught up with them in just a few strokes.

The two field team members who were left behind were instantly scratched on their backs.

Originally, Hughes had hoped that the five of them would return to the second floor to protect the people in the study, but now they lost two more combat effectiveness.

Dyke and another team member hurriedly dragged their teammates back, and Mick immediately looked back and fired fireballs from the ring to counterattack.

Cheng also Xiao He defeated Xiao He.

The werewolf's body was indeed strong, but the originally spacious corridor seemed so narrow as the two werewolves kept dodging.

The fireball, which was not meritorious, suddenly hit a werewolf. The latter instantly flew backwards, the fur on his chest turned into caramel, and there was a faint smell of meat.

Before Mick could be overjoyed, the commander followed suit.

As a master of magic, Mick, who can only shoot fireballs, is no match.

Dangerous!

It seemed that in the next second, there would be five more bodies in the aisle.

At this time, a green light shot from behind Mick and hit another werewolf.

The werewolf immediately fell to the ground.

A graceful figure appeared in the distant night, and she was heard muttering: "Avada eats the big melon!"

Mick's eyes widened: "Wife, you..."

The green light flashes again.

The werewolf leader tried to grab the wall, but his body was too heavy and he finally fell slowly.

This light reminded him of the three unforgivable curses.

The killing curse, after the user chants the curse, if it hits the target, it can kill the person immediately, a green light will appear, and it will not even leave any scars on the target.

Therefore, green is the favorite color of Death because it represents life.

While everyone was struggling between life and death, a strange phenomenon caught the attention of many people. Straight lightning flashed across the sky and headed straight to somewhere in Scotland.

It is the Black King who is desperately trying to activate his bloodline. He wants to find Snape and save his master!

In the hall on the first floor, Hughes held on to his sword and kicked his breath.

Greyback and the two commanders had already put away their wands and transformed. The immediate death curse was ineffective against Hughes's magic shield and was not as effective as hand-to-hand combat.

After Hughes killed a few wolves, the opponent also became angry and his moves became more and more cruel.

Just in time, Wood arrived.

The Sunset Red Team wanted to help, but Wood stopped them. It was obvious that they could do nothing in this situation.

He used the enchanted ring to quietly attack the werewolf, but his ice pick just hit the leader wolf's back, and the effect was not great.

But it also attracted the werewolf's attention. Under attack from the front and back, Hughes did not miss the rare opportunity and killed several captain wolves with a few swords.

But Hughes was also exhausted, looking at the corpses all over the place, he was really awesome.

Wood is just an ordinary person. Although the remaining two commanders and Greyback have several scars, it does not affect their fundamentals.

"Ah~~~"

"You're done. I'm going to turn you into a werewolf to compensate for my loss."

Greyback roared crazily, but unfortunately he had turned into a werewolf and his vocal organs were completely different from those of humans, so Hughes couldn't understand him at all.

At this moment, the air suddenly twisted, and Snape stepped out.

He raised his hand and fired a magic strike without any shadow. Compared with the "Big Melon Spell", it was obvious that his self-created spell was more convenient to use.

Greyback was also an experienced warrior. He pulled a leader wolf to block it, but he took the opportunity to dodge.

The werewolf leader stopped him.

But he obviously forgot about Hughes. Just when he turned to look at Snape, Hughes abandoned his sword and picked up his wand.

"Scorching rays!"

"Fuchsia!"

Death came so suddenly.