Chapter 406 Fenrir

"Release Blake."

After those emotionless and cold words came out of Mike's mouth, the smile on Bellatrix's face not far away disappeared.

She opened her eyes wide, tilted her head and looked at Mike with a look of looking at a fool.

"Are you dreaming?" Bellatrix said in an incredible tone, "How could I let him go, he is..."

Bellatrix's words stopped abruptly, because a gray crystal ball suddenly appeared in Mike's hand.

"Give it to me! Quick!"

Facing Bellatrix's sudden hysteria, Mike's face flashed a smile. He shook the prophecy ball in his hand casually, and seeing that the other party's head was nodding up and down following his movements, he repeated again:

"Release Blake."

"Give me the prophecy ball first!"

Bellatrix said without thinking, and the beast man behind him had already assumed a fighting posture similar to a beast preparing to hunt.

Mike shook his head, turned the hand holding the prophecy ball over, and pretended to smash it.

"Wait!"

A slightly nervous female voice came from the opposite side, and the smile on Mike's face became even stronger.

At this time, Mike's situation also attracted the attention of others. Arthur was panting and came first with the silver sword upside down. At this moment, he was surrounded by a strong bloody smell, and his red eyes made him look murderous.

His arrival stimulated the beast man on the opposite side. A lot of hair grew out of his exposed skin at a very fast speed.

At the same time, his already very tall body was further raised, and the teeth in his mouth also grew rapidly and exposed outside his mouth. Those sharp teeth made people feel a little creepy - he was actually a werewolf!

And a powerful werewolf who could maintain self-awareness after transformation!

Seeing this, Arthur raised the silver sword again for defense. He was ready. As long as Mike gave an order, he would go forward and cut off the man's wolf head!

Harry, Moody and others in the distance also showed different reactions after discovering Black's situation.

Harry was so anxious that he was about to cry. He kept shouting Black's name loudly, trying to get a response from the other party.

Unfortunately, Black was completely controlled by the Imperius Curse, and his expression was still indifferent.

Moody's eyes only scanned Black's body and then focused on the prophecy in Mike's hand. The muscles on his face kept trembling, and I don't know what he was thinking.

"I'll count to three. If you don't remove the Imperius Curse on Black, I will smash the prophecy." Mike said slowly, "I believe that Voldemort will love you well at that time, after all, you haven't even completed such a simple task."

"I don't allow you to call the adults by their names!" Bellatrix yelled hysterically, but she raised her wand and poked Black's forehead hard.

"Ah! It hurts!"

Black, who was poked, seemed to have regained consciousness all of a sudden. He hugged his face with one hand and screamed miserably.

"Are you satisfied now? Give me the damn prophecy!"

"Very good." Mike said, "I have already felt your sincerity, so..."

"No!"

A loud shout suddenly came from not far away. Mike and Bellatrix looked over and saw Moody limping over. His magic eyes were fixed on Bellatrix, while his naked eyes were looking at Mike.

"The goal of our mission this time is to prevent Voldemort from getting the prophecy. I will never let you use it to exchange for Black!"

As soon as Bellatrix said this, she burst into hysterical laughter again, and the expression on Black's face, who was still pointed at by her wand, became extremely wonderful.

Many people who were controlled by the Imperius Curse actually still remembered what they did during the control, so Black knew very well what had just happened.

To be honest, although he was very moved, he actually did not approve of Mike's move to exchange the prophecy for him.

After all, defeating Voldemort was more important than his own life!

But it was one thing for him to think so, but it was another thing for Moody to say it so harshly!

"My dear cousin, it seems that your companions don't care about your life!"

Hearing Bellatrix's nasty voice, Black gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to swear.

"It's not your turn to interfere with my decision." Mike said coldly while holding the prophecy ball, "To me, the life of my friends is much more important than this broken crystal ball."

As soon as these words came out, Black's eyes instantly turned red, and Harry in the distance also shouted.

When Moody said that he wanted to give up Black, Harry's heart almost stopped beating. Fortunately, Mike was reliable and was not shaken by Moody's words.

"Really? That's a pity."

Moody frowned and said softly, but his hand hidden behind his back shook the wand gently.

Then, an invisible blade rushed towards Black with an inaudible sound of breaking through the air!

"Be careful!"

The werewolf who had been standing behind Bellatrix suddenly roared, and brazenly pulled Black and Bellatrix back behind him!

"Puff!"

The invisible sharp blade was imprinted on the werewolf's belly, breaking through the tough wolf skin easily, leaving a large wound with a diameter of 20 centimeters on his belly.

But the strange thing was that the wound only existed for a moment and then disappeared. No, to be precise, the wound did not disappear, but the werewolf tightened his muscles in an instant, and his strong muscles directly sealed the wound, thus achieving the effect of stopping bleeding!

Blake stared at the werewolf's belly in a daze. The transformed werewolf was now more than three meters tall. Judging from the height of the wound, if the werewolf had not dragged him away, then the spell would have directly cut off his head!

Blake shuddered suddenly, and the fear and fear in his heart quickly turned into a roar after a short chemical reaction. He shouted:

"Moody, you rubbish! You actually want to kill me!"

Facing Black's roar, Moody looked regretful and sighed:

"Still not fast enough? What a pity."

As soon as he finished speaking, Moody found that a magic wand was already against his forehead.

He frowned and smiled at Mike who was holding a magic wand in front of him:

"Really? Mike, are you going to attack me? At this time? We..."

Before Moody finished speaking, his expression became extremely shocked, because a ball of red light was flashing from the tip of the blackthorn wood magic wand.

"Bang!"

The light only brewed for a moment before it suddenly exploded. The powerful impact force knocked Moody's whole body out, and his head tilted back to an almost exaggerated degree. Another

muffled sound came, and Moody fell on his back to the ground, his life or death unknown.

And his magic eye also fell out of his eye socket under the powerful impact, and kept bouncing on the ground, and finally rolled to Mike's feet.

"Heh, I told you," Mike snorted coldly, stepped forward and crushed the magic eye soaked in mucus, "It's not your turn to interfere with my decision!"

Everyone present was stunned, even Blake and Bellatrix in the distance had a dull expression.

They really didn't expect Mike to actually attack his teammates, and so decisively.

But Bellatrix reacted quickly. She walked out from behind the werewolf with a loud laugh, pinched her fingers and said in a strange tone;

"It seems that you are very sincere too!"

"Stop talking nonsense, now that the people in the way are gone, let's make a deal!"

Mike's words made the smile on Bellatrix's face disappear again, and she gritted her teeth and said:

"Then give me the prophecy ball quickly! I will let him go as soon as I get it!"

"You and I both know that this is impossible." Mike shook his head and said, "How about this, let's each take a step back. You let Blake walk towards me first, and I will throw the prophecy ball to you halfway."

Bellatrix's face showed suspicion

when she heard this, and Mike continued: "Don't waste time, you should be very clear about my sincerity at this point, so be straightforward!"

After hesitating for a long time, Bellatrix finally agreed to Mike's solution. She waved her hand slightly, and the giant werewolf next to her loosened her claws on Blake.

Sirius Black's expression was hard to describe. He stood there blankly, looking at Mike and the prophecy ball in his hand, and seemed to be very entangled.

Mike knew very well what Black was entangled with. He shouted:

"Black, think about Harry, you can't die!"

Mike's words were like a thunder, which made Black sober up all of a sudden.

He opened his mouth slightly and turned his head to look in the direction of the Hogwarts army. After seeing the child who was desperately screaming and waving at him, Black's expression finally became firm.

One step or two, he slowly and firmly began to walk towards Mike! Behind him, Bellatrix pointed her wand at Black's back from a distance, and at the same time signaled Mike with her eyes to fulfill her promise quickly.

Looking at Black who had slowly walked to the middle position, Mike nodded with satisfaction, and then threw the prophecy ball in his hand to the side with all his strength!

Almost at the moment when Mike made a move, a dark green cold light shot out from the wand in Bellatrix's hand, shooting straight at Black's back.

At the same time, the werewolf beside her also moved, running towards the crystal ball in the air at a terrifying speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, like a dog catching a Frisbee.

This sudden situation made Harry and others in the distance gasp, but Mike still kept a calm smile on his face.

"Stop it!"

Mike said lightly, and as soon as the voice fell, Arthur beside him turned into a residual shadow and blocked behind Blake.

"Quinn!"

Arthur shouted suddenly, and slashed with a sword at the moment when a layer of light-colored shield appeared, directly slashing the death ray with an ominous aura into light spots all over the sky!

Blake, who survived the disaster, was not a fool. After turning his head and understanding the situation in front of him, he instantly increased his speed and ran towards Mike with all his strength.

Bellatrix, who was not far away, was a little angry. While cursing, she continued to throw various spells at this side.

Unfortunately, it was all in vain. In front of the demon hunter Arthur, these spells were just some slow stray arrows, and he cut them all down in a few strokes.

And in the farther place, the running giant wolf, relying on the almost abnormal physical fitness of the werewolf, had already approached the landing point of the prophecy ball. If nothing unexpected happened, the prophecy ball would soon fall into his hands.

However, accidents always happen.

"Boom!"

Just as the giant werewolf raised his head to catch the prophecy ball, a huge ball of fire hit him straight on, causing a huge explosion!

Lupin and Tonks slowly walked out of the shadows, staring at the huge shadow that still existed in the smoke.

Unlike usual, the expressions of the two people at this moment were not very good, especially Lupin, who now had a rare cruel look with his gritting his teeth.

Mike looked at Lupin and Tonks who suddenly attacked, and sneered with some disdain.

Just now, when he was negotiating with Bellatrix, Lupin and Tonks were watching from a distance. They neither opposed Mike's approach like Moody nor jumped out to express their support.

In fact, Mike knew their thoughts very well. They just wanted to save Black very much, but they were afraid of failing the mission and being held accountable by Dumbledore.

Such a little thought made their impression points in Mike's mind drop rapidly, even if they jumped out to help now!

The smoke in the distance gradually dissipated, slowly revealing the true appearance of the huge shadow inside.

It was the huge werewolf from before, and compared with before, except for some fur that was burnt by the fire, it was not hurt at all!

Seeing this, Lupin's face became even uglier. His two red eyes were staring at it, and he roared in a trembling voice:

"Fenrir Greyback!"

As if attracted by this roar, the werewolf in the ruins slowly looked at Lupin and sniffed hard.

Then, his bloody mouth opened, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Ah! I smell the breath of my kind!" Fenrir mocked, and his voice was a little vague because he still had the prophecy ball in his mouth, "Are you my child too?"

"You are a horse!"

Lupin was instantly furious, roared and rushed towards Fenrir!

His move made Tonks, who was standing beside him, dumbfounded. When facing a werewolf, shouldn't a wizard always keep a safe distance and use spells to deal with the opponent?

Lupin started to charge directly now. Is he crazy?