Mysterious Walker at Hogwarts

Dean's good mood only lasted a few seconds before Quirrell, controlled by Voldemort, turned into a plume of black smoke and broke free from his hands.

After Dean realized Voldemort's plan, he originally wanted to enter the foggy state and wrap around Quirrell tightly.

Unfortunately, his magic power was no longer enough to support him to do this. Dean could only borrow the magic power of the Thunderbird Wand again. However, this time his plan failed. The magic power transmitted by the Thunderbird Wand was very unstable.

Dean immediately gave up the idea of ​​entering the foggy state. If he entered the foggy state, the Thunderbird wand could no longer provide magic power, and he would be knocked back to human form. After such a torment, Voldemort would definitely discover his weakness, and then he would not be able to survive. Wonderful.

Rather than that, it would be better to bluff and let Voldemort, who was also already very weak, retreat.

Dean watched helplessly as the black smoke transformed by Voldemort slipped away from his eyes. After turning into a human form, it fell far away on the other side of the canyon.

"You think you can defeat me by taking my wand? What a joke!" Voldemort raised his chin at Dean.

"Don't think you can turn into black smoke and escape. Don't forget that I also have the ability to atomize." Dean warned, but felt weak in his heart.

"Mysterious Walker, I am very satisfied with tonight's confrontation. I am looking forward to what kind of sparks we will have when we meet next time! I hope you are satisfied with the little gift I gave you." Voldemort waved at Dean With a wave of his hand, he disappeared.

"You don't want your wand?" Dean weakly raised Quirrell's wand across the deserted canyon.

"What a bad luck. I'm planning to use my wand as a bargaining chip to let you take me to Apparate near Hogwarts..." Dean said depressedly.

Dean once again realized that it was too inconvenient not to be able to disapparate.

At this time, a heart-stopping wolf howl came from the canyon, and the sound was coming from this direction.

"...Isn't it? Voldemort brought me to the wolf's den?" Dean suddenly thought of the last words Voldemort left. Could this be his little gift to the Mysterious Walker?

"He shouldn't think that wolves would pose a threat to a wizard, right?" Dean said to himself.

Voldemort shouldn't be so stupid, so...could it be that the one who howled just now was a werewolf?

"That's right! Today is the night of the full moon!" Dean looked up at the cold full moon and immediately woke up.

In the blink of an eye, a tall werewolf appeared in front of him. Dean only had time to drink a bottle of energy potion before he had to face the werewolf's attack.

This werewolf looked very miserable, with mottled fur on his body, and a pair of brown eyes staring at Dean with a hint of doubt.

The werewolf showed its sharp white teeth to Dean, and a few drops of saliva dripped from the corners of its mouth.

Dean felt a bitter taste in his mouth. The situation was more serious than he imagined. When his magic power was exhausted, werewolves were the last thing he wanted to face. For him, werewolves were even more threatening than Voldemort.

Once the werewolf is in a state of dementia, he is not afraid of death when fighting.

Secondly, the characteristics of werewolves make Dean's martial arts useless. If he is accidentally bitten by a werewolf during close combat, who will he talk to to reason?

Dean never expected that he could even dodge Voldemort's Avada Kedavra, only to be cornered by a werewolf.

Dean felt that he was extremely unlucky. It must be that "Ron's bond" had overdrawn his luck: at this time, the Thunderbird wand no longer provided him with any magic power, and Dean could no longer even maintain the image of the Mysterious Walker.

Except for the mask on his face that can be slightly hidden, Dean has actually restored his true appearance.

Now Dean can be said to be undefended, and he doesn't even have the magic power to activate the invisibility function of Prokos' robe.

Dean immediately seemed to be running away, but at this time the system issued a task that he could not refuse:

"Mission: Werewolf Attack

You are attacked by a werewolf of unknown origin. Try to resolve the crisis and find out why the werewolf attacked you.

Reward: 3 skill points, obtain the werewolf form of Animagus. "

After seeing the mission rewards, Dean was a little unable to walk. It was rare for the system to be so generous and directly reward Animagus?

Generally speaking, the Agmanis form of a wizard is the same as the Patronus.

However, Animagus transformation is usually limited to non-magical creatures, and the transformation of magical creatures will bring unpredictable consequences. There is no doubt that the Thunderbird is also a powerful magical creature.

After discovering that his patron saint was the Thunderbird, Dean felt melancholy for a while. He was worried that he would not be able to master the Animagus even if he had a system.

Now as long as this task is completed, the system actually rewards Animagus in the werewolf form, which really gives Dean an unexpected surprise. And judging from the meaning of the reward description, it is even possible for him to master different Animagus forms?

Dean quickly asked the system, and the answer was yes.

Dean was excited now.

"I'm sorry, Ron, I take back my complaints against you." Dean apologized silently in his heart.

After the werewolf arrived, he did not attack immediately. Instead, he sniffed here and there, as if to confirm something. This gave Dean a little hope: maybe the werewolf was not completely insane and could try to communicate. one time?

It's a pity that Dean's vision is destined to be unrealistic. Just as he had this idea, the werewolf focused its eyes on him. At this time, Dean found that the werewolf's brown eyes had become cold and emotionless.

The werewolf roared and rushed forward.

"Okay, I admit that my idea was too naive. You obviously didn't take the wolfsbane potion." Dean teased, but his body dodgeed very flexibly and avoided the werewolf's attack.

Dean must admit that as a minor, he was far inferior to the werewolf in terms of speed and strength. Even if he inherited the martial arts from his previous life, he could only rely on skill and flexibility to deal with the werewolf.

At this time, Dean was like a flexible monkey, constantly jumping up and down, using the surrounding terrain to avoid the werewolf's attack.

As for counterattack, Dean gave up after giving the werewolf a few surprise blows and found that he could not break through the werewolf's hard fur and cause substantial damage to it.

Dean's only chance of winning is to drag the word - it's almost dawn now, and he can be saved as long as he persists until the moon sets and the werewolf transformation is automatically lifted.

Dean still has some confidence in his own skills. If he can only escape but not attack, he will definitely be able to hold on for a few more 10 minutes.

Dean's plan was very successful. With the help of favorable terrain, he could easily handle the werewolf's attack.

The werewolf that Voldemort found from nowhere was obviously in poor condition. He hadn't eaten for an unknown amount of time. After being dodged by several consecutive attacks, Dean didn't even feel anything, and the werewolf was already panting from exhaustion.

This werewolf is no good!