At the slightest smell of blood, like fireworks exploding, werewolves near and far pounced over.
"My dear Merlin." The middle-aged man looked at the scene in amazement and sighed, "Is there anyone there?"
A voice came into his ears: "Ministry of Magic Auror, come and investigate what is going on with the werewolf gathering."
"Who are you and why are you here?"
Tonks didn't use her natural voice, but stuttered and changed her voice - Metamorphmagus could do this easily.
The middle-aged man tried hard to distinguish the voice. It was masculine, mature, and the voice seemed to be injured. The voice was a little unnaturally hoarse. Correspondingly, a man's appearance appeared in his mind: "Is it Mr. Dawlish?"
Tonks raised an eyebrow and answered him, "It's me."
Dawlish is not an outstanding Auror, although he looks very good - he has a dignified look, neat short gray hair, steady gray-blue eyes, and even an excellent resume, with six certificates in the Newts exam. Generally, graduates of this level tend to appear in other departments, and would not choose to become a consumable position like "Auror".
But in reality.
His spells were sparse and ordinary, and he could even cast a corporeal patronus without any external influence, but even if he didn't encounter a Dementor, he was just scared by someone and he was powerless.
Scrimgeour and Moody both commented on him: a genius in theory, a fool in practice.
Tonks joined the company much later than he did, but in actual combat, she was confident that she could beat two Dawlish.
Most of the time, he handles clerical work in the office.
He will only be brought along when there is really no one around and the mission is not that dangerous.
For example... a few years ago, there was a mission related to Hogwarts. Now even Hogwarts doesn't dare to let him go, after all, there is Harry.
An Auror who rarely shows up is actually known by the man in front of him?
"I'm Jeff Thomas, a reporter from the Daily Prophet. We've met in the Auror's office." The middle-aged man introduced himself quickly. "Thank God, I'm safe with such an excellent Auror like you."
"Answer me, why are you here?" Tonks interrupted him.
Thomas answered honestly, "Someone told me that the werewolves are planning to hold a gathering here. There will be hundreds of werewolves coming. This is big news. It might even make the front page."
"I will become another famous reporter in the wizarding world after Ms. Skeeter, and the mainstay of the Daily Prophet."
"I even spent over a hundred Galleons to buy an invisibility cloak, but who would have thought..."
At this point, his expression turned annoyed.
Everything went smoothly and no one noticed him until the werewolves transformed.
But once the werewolves transformed, the invisibility cloak lost its effect and they could no longer hide their existence.
Lupin was experienced in this.
Ordinary invisibility cloaks are indeed unable to hide oneself from werewolves. After all, they are just "imitations" made of invisible animal fur. They can hide the body shape but not the smell.
Unlike the Potter family's invisibility cloak, which can even hide smells, although... if the user cannot hide his or her magic power, in front of outstanding wizards like Dumbledore and Snape, there is still not much difference between wearing an invisibility cloak and not wearing one.
"Were there any photographs taken?" Tonks continued to ask.
Thomas nodded: "Yes, of course!"
He held up the camera to his chest and showed it off proudly.
“The camera is the life of a journalist!”
"I'd rather get bit by a werewolf than have my camera damaged."
Tonks turned her head, trying to see Lupin, but couldn't see him, so she gently pulled down Lupin's sleeve.
Lupin tugged twice in response.
"We'll send you out now, but I have to make a copy of the film. The Ministry of Magic still has it..." Tonks was saying this when her sleeve was suddenly pulled hard.
She paused and looked back.
The Disillusionment Charm on Lupin lost its effect, his hair stood up, and a pair of pointed ears poked out of his head.
And the same.
The spell to isolate the breath cast by Lupin also became ineffective.
"Remus?" Tonks burst out in surprise.
"It's about that bottle of potion." Lupin clenched his fists, turned around, and looked at the werewolves who suddenly turned their heads and looked at him, "Shorten the effect of the potion, you go first."
The transformation made quite a noise, attracting the attention of most of the werewolves nearby.
One of them pounced without hesitation.
Lupin bent over and punched the werewolf in the stomach, and at the same time, the human fist turned into a wolf's claw, ripping it open.
More werewolves came.
Some were eating the werewolf that had been ripped open, some continued to pounce on Lupin, and some tried to bypass Lupin and pounce on Tonks who was still under the Disillusionment Charm.
“There are so many obstacles!”
Tonks cast a spell, creating an invisible barrier that stopped the two werewolves, causing them to stumble and become dizzy.
She lifted the Disillusionment Spell on herself.
"I'm an Auror, Remus." Tonks shook her head, her voice firm.
She lowered her head and looked at Thomas: "Run quickly, do you know how to Disillusion?"
Thomas' words got stuck in his throat for several times and he shook his head: "Miss Tonks, I'm sorry, I don't know the Disillusionment Charm."
If I knew how to cast the Disillusionment Charm, I wouldn't have to spend a huge amount of money to buy an invisibility cloak.
Of course, more surprise in his eyes came from the person in front of him. He knew this girl.
There are not many female Aurors, and Tonks is the best among them. She is also a Metamorphmagus and can change her appearance at will.
Tonks waved her wand.
The flames are blazing!
Bright orange-yellow flames were dancing. Wild beasts were afraid of flames. Werewolves were also wild beasts, so they fled in fear away from the bright light.
"Let's run." Tonks said softly, "We'll probably be able to Apparate once we get out of this swamp. Once we're out, write directly to Hogwarts and tell Harry the news here."
Thomas nodded.
He doesn't know how to Disillusion, but he can Disapparate.
"Tell Harry? Harry Potter?" But he was very confused about this. Shouldn't he tell the Ministry of Magic?
"Yes, don't tell the Ministry of Magic, tell Harry." Tonks nodded, and as she spoke, she swung her wand and cooperated with Lupin to knock down a werewolf.
Thomas agreed without asking too many questions as the werewolves behind him were overwhelming him.
He ran away without any hesitation.
Lupin huffed twice, squinting at Tonks with his wolf eyes: "You shouldn't have stayed."
"I told you, I'm an Auror." Tonks said in a serious tone, "It's my duty to protect the safety of every ordinary wizard."
"Even though you are a werewolf."
"But I don't discriminate against werewolves."
Lupin was not afraid of the werewolf's harm, and Tonks used spells to assist.
They have magic and brains, and most importantly, brains.
The werewolves were only driven by their animal instincts. They kept coming one after another, but it was difficult for them to break through the defense of the two of them. However... there were more than two hundred werewolves, a huge number. When they repelled one, two or three would step on the body of the former and pounce on them fiercely again.
"So two hundred is such a big number?" Half an hour later, Tonks let out a breath, her face turning a little pale.
The physical exertion is quite great.
Lupin pushed the two werewolves away, but his force was not as strong as at the beginning, and only made them stagger back a few steps: "You can still leave now."
"I'm glad I didn't leave now." Tonks glanced at Lupin.
There were dozens of hideous and horrific wounds, bite marks, and claw marks, all left by the werewolf.
If there is no self.
These wounds may appear in more fatal places.
She waved her wand and a piece of white magic flew out of her pocket, about to fall on Lupin. Suddenly, she froze, her face turned even paler, and she lowered her head.
Lupin had been keeping an eye on this side, so he turned around and looked.
A werewolf bit Tonks' calf viciously. Bright red blood seeped through her pants and stained the werewolf's mouth red.
It was a werewolf with both legs broken, its limbs twisted, and a long trail of movement could be seen behind it.
"Tonks!" Lupin rushed over and punched the werewolf hard on the upper jaw. It screamed in pain and opened its mouth.
Tonks had a calm expression and sighed, "Too bad I got bit."
Her facial features began to distort and a fine layer of fuzz appeared.
"You should have listened and left!" Lupin gritted his teeth, and with strength surging out from nowhere, he pushed the remaining werewolves away, grabbed Tonks by the collar, and protected her under him.
"You have to think more about yourself, Remus." Tonks shook her head, and her hair suddenly turned a pale pink. "If I leave, you won't be able to hold out for so long on your own."
"Don't talk." Lupin stretched out his claws and groped in the pocket on his waist that was cast with the Traceless Extension Charm.
Tonks raised her wand and cast as many protective spells as she could while she could still use them: "No, I want to speak while I can still speak."
"The potion Harry gave me is still there, at least, it can keep you sane." Lupin moved impatiently.
"Remus, I've always wanted to say this, but you didn't dare." Tonks tilted her head and cast a barrier spell to repel a werewolf. The effect of the spell was even better than at the beginning. "You care too much about your identity as a werewolf. You think that just because you are a werewolf, you shouldn't have anything."
"You keep treating what you have as a fluke."
"But you deserve this."
"I have hinted to you several times, but you kept avoiding it. Fortunately, Sirius and Harry are on my side, so you can give me chances again and again."
"I even thought, if I was bitten by a werewolf, you would accept me."
"Of course, I just thought about it, I didn't really do it."
"But okay, now that I've really been bitten and am really going to become a werewolf, Remus, are you willing to be with me like this?"
She spoke softly with a firm tone, her eyes gradually turning into wolf eyes, but her expression was unusually clear.
Lupin took out the potion.