Hufflepuff never works overtime

She used bushes to cover herself, and at the same time, she had to pay attention to whether there were any suspicious persons approaching - when she heard Professor Lupine's warning voice in the tunnel, all she could think of was that Pettigrew Peter moved something, or there was People with ulterior motives are lurking here.

Thinking that there might be a pair of invisible eyes watching her, Faith gripped her wand nervously, only showing a pair of eyes looking from the top of the ramp to the entrance of the cave.

Just when a dark cloud covered the moon, under the shadow of a tree with branches swaying in the wind, a short, fat man with a wicked eyebrow and mouse eyes popped up first, and Faith suddenly took a breath, she bit her back molars tightly, and was vigilant. His eyes followed each other's every move.

Pettigrew hesitated for a moment at the entrance of the cave, his eyes wandering around as if looking for something.

Sure enough, there are companions nearby?

Then, as if being pushed and shoved, he rolled and fell to the ground, and the one who appeared after Pettigrew was naturally Lupine who was in charge of following him.

Faith quietly changed her posture, curled up with her back against the bushes, and several spells that might be used flashed across her head, and there was even a little determination in her eyes.

Pettigrew was picked up from the ground by the back collar of the other party, but he didn't even dare to breathe out. He lowered his head that was almost buried in his chest, and hid those cunning eyes very well.

They did not continue to walk towards the brightly lit castle, but stayed where they were, waiting for the follow-up team to catch up.

It must have happened at this time.

The muscles of Faise's right hand were tense, and a fine thin layer of sweat oozed from her forehead. She didn't have time to wipe it off, and the other hand pressed under her body could only relieve the tension by pulling the grass on the slope.

Fortunately, she chose a good location, with a wide field of vision, and any disturbance in the sight could not escape her eyes.

Pettigrew Peter suddenly moved after being a wooden man for a while.

Faith was about to blurt out the binding spell, but she saw that the other party suddenly knelt down on the ground, and hugged Lupine's thigh tightly, and cried out with his ridiculous acting skills, "Look at the past friendship, you Just let me go, turn me into a Flobberworm, just don't turn me over to a dementor!"

Lupine looked at Pettigrew, who was rubbing all his tears and snot all over his body, so that he couldn't pull it up, and frowned tightly. He pushed this "old friend" who was tied up and restless in front of him vigorously with both hands. .

The two protruding front teeth were holding each other's pants, and Pettigrew kept making vague sounds from his mouth.

Faith breathed a sigh of relief, but in the next second, she found that the thin moonlight cast their shadows sparsely on the ground, and Pettigrew, who was facing away from the moon, seemed to have noticed the ever-extending black shadow behind Lupin. In the shadow, a strange rise appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Professor Lupine looked down at the crying Pettigrew with a completely helpless expression, not noticing that forbidden brilliance was gradually penetrating through the clouds.

Oops!

Faith realized the urgency of the situation almost instantly. Her eyes wandered between Pettigrew and Lupin for a moment, then she immediately became firm and aimed her wand at Lupin.

"Mud Bomb /Lutogno/!"

I'm sorry Professor, but with Madam Pomfrey around, it's better for you to temporarily lose your eyesight than turn into a werewolf and mess things up.

Although Faise felt that her whole body was trembling because of her nervousness, her voice and gestures were exceptionally stable, and the ball of black mud was almost impartially thrown towards Lupin's face.

The sound of breaking through the air came from the left.

Relying on the instinctive reaction of fighting the Death Eaters for many years in the past, Lupine's pupils shrank slightly, and he threw his body forward vigorously, almost dodging the mud bomb, which rubbed the back of his head and hit the tree trunk. There was a dull "bang".

His reaction was quick, and he immediately turned to the direction of the cave entrance, hissing, "Someone attacked!"

Seeing that the plan to block Professor Lupine's vision failed, Faith's head was buzzing, so she had to point her wand at Pettigrew, "Stupefy /Stupefy/"

Her reaction was quick, but it was a pity that the other party was faster than her.

After finally seizing the opportunity to let him escape, Pettigrew will never let go of this chance, his soybean-sized eyes burst out with a frightening fierce light.

He threw his head back, exerted force on his neck, and smashed his skull on Lupine's chin with a ferocious face.

The two immediately fell to the ground like dominoes, just like a devil's joke, Pettigrew escaped Faith's spell.

Lupine suppressed the roaring head, still holding on to Pettigrew tightly with both hands, preventing him from having the slightest chance to escape, "I will never let you escape this time."

"It's a pity, Remus, my old friend," Pettigrew smiled slyly and touched the other's wand hidden in the left back trouser pocket with his missing right hand, "you should also change some habits."

The brown wand was held by Faith and Lupine's terrified eyes, the girl couldn't care less about hiding it now, and snapped her wrist and shouted sharply, "Expelliarmus/Expelliarmus/!"

Pettigrew's arms were tightly bound, and he even pulled out his wand by relying on the inertia of falling to the side. It only took a moment, and even his face was knocked on the ground because of this, the trembling wand The towering wand flew into Faise's hand.

"Hey hey hey..."

A creepy laugh came from the other party's mouth, and the despair that spread from the bottom of her heart caused Faise to bite her lower lip to the point of bleeding.

She swung her wand again and again, but each time she could only kick up the dust on the ground. The gray-black figure deftly avoided all her spells, and the speed of her escape was not affected much.

It wasn't until Faith couldn't even hold the wand because of the stabbing pain in her wrist that it swaggered away from her eyes.

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The author's words:

o(≧口≦)oTyphoon is really annoying

Chapter 280 Seven Feys ([-])

"Ugh!"

Professor Lupine, who had been silent since the beginning, suddenly screamed and fell to the ground. The veins on the back of his arms were bulging, and his pale face was flushed due to excessive force, and then the gray-black down gradually covered him. his bare skin.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

With a frightening roar, Harry, who had just poked his head out of the tree hole, shrank back subconsciously in shock. Soon Snape poked half of his head out with a vigilant expression. He saw the scattered The rope was on the ground, but Pettigrew was nowhere to be found, so he pouted a little irritably.

Snape turned his head to look at Lupine who was still struggling on the ground, the whites of his eyes replaced by large patches of bright red, and pointed his wand at him relentlessly, "Petrificus totalus/"

Without the heavy panting and painful whimpering, the surroundings returned to silence again, Snape stooped out of the tree hole, and then Sirius and Harry followed him out.

"professor?"

Harry looked around in bewilderment, only to see the tall werewolf with sharp teeth and claws not far away from him, he frowned and moved a little further away.

Snape didn't bother to talk to Harry at all. Although he didn't show it on the face, he was already filled with uncontrollable boredom.

I was a little annoyed that I would be affected by the wanton hatred, so I ignored the fact that Lu Ping hadn't taken the wolfsbane potion, and I didn't expect that it happened to be a damn full moon tonight!

Snape flicked his wrist, and the ropes binding Sirius fell to the ground. He raised his chin proudly at him, "It's your dog's nose to play, and you probably don't want to let him go." So escape."

"For the sake of more important things, I will ignore your slander for now," Sirius turned around his hand that was bound so hard that the blood was about to flow, turned around and hugged Harry vigorously. And touched Harry's wand with his bony hand.

"Son, I have something to deal with now, but I hope to have a good chat with you later, would you like to?"

Looking down at Sirius who suddenly turned into a big black dog, Harry nodded immediately, "Of course sir, about what you just said about my parents wanting you to be my godfather..."

"How long are you going to gossip," Snape pointed his wand at the werewolf defensively, and he seemed to see the yellow eyeballs of the other party move just now, "Really, that's why I said that Gryffindors are all like this An idiot who divides the severity and urgency."

Sirius yelled at the other party, his wet nose twitched twice, and his feet rushed towards the direction of the ramp with the wind.

Harry looked hesitantly at Snape, who was guarding against the werewolf with his back facing him, and at the empty cave entrance. In an instant, he had a decision in his heart, and then he also took steps to catch up.

"Wait Sirius, I'll go too!"

"Potter!"

Snape caught a glimpse of that figure, and when he yelled out Harry's name in disbelief, there was a bit of gnashing of teeth in his tone.

Just as his footsteps showed signs of moving, the werewolf who had just petrified in place suddenly seemed to break free from the invisible shackles. He swung his arms and scratched the ground vigorously, leaving clearly visible scratches on the ground with his sharp claws. There was no trace of the usual gentleness in the yellow eyes that were shining fiercely.

"damn it……"

Remembering that the three children were still in the passage, and he couldn't just leave like this, Snape was so angry that his lips trembled, he waved his sleeve, and the flames instantly enveloped the werewolf's figure.

After the flames faded, except that the opponent's fur lost some luster, and the werewolf's heavy breathing became more rapid, it did not cause any substantial damage.

nothing has changed...

Faith stared blankly at Hermione, "herself" and Ron, who escaped from the tree hole, and were driven away by Snape. Fear, self-blame, helplessness and despair surrounded her. She seemed to be alone. Trapped on an isolated island in the sea, there are dead ends all around.

The exact same scene, words and results, even if there is an extra self who knows the future.

Is the past unchangeable?

The image of Hermione lying in a pool of blood appeared in front of her eyes, Faise hugged her head in pain, all kinds of wild thoughts flooded up together, the pressure and confusion made her almost unable to bear it.

Just a little bit... just a little bit a few times, why?

She did her best to get those negative assumptions and thoughts out of her head, she had to do something, or things would go the wrong way again.

correct!

Faise raised her head abruptly, hope appeared in her lost eyes again.

Just stop Hermione on her way back after parting with 'myself'!

If it was said that the development of the matter got out of control because of too many uncontrollable factors, Faise was still a little confident about stopping Hermione.

Although Miss Granger was very decisive when she acted arbitrarily, it was impossible for her to leave the helper alone.

Thinking of several feasible plans almost instantly, Faith bit her lower lip tightly with her white teeth, and a little guilt flashed in her eyes.

Hope Potter is ok...

I'm sorry, but I really can't accept that Hermione will be hurt, and according to the scene where I found the other party, she didn't succeed in meeting Mr. Savior who survived the catastrophe in the end.

Faith put her cold left hand on her hot and swollen right wrist, her eyebrows raised. Although she really didn't want to do that, if Hermione didn't want to obey her, the spell was the last resort.

With the help of the ramp, Faise stabilized her swaying figure.

There were werewolf roars and spells in her ears. She had been afraid to let Professor Snape notice her, for fear that the other party would be distracted by it, but at this moment she couldn't help sticking her head out from the bushes, quietly Want to take a look at the situation.

Presumably the professor should fight and retreat, or lead the other party to a place far away from the campus.

Faith comforted herself in her heart.

However, the scene imprinted in her eyes made her eyelids twitch in shock——

Professor Snape clutched his deformed arm, his wand fell on the grass, and the ferocious beast bared its fangs and dripped saliva like a victor, looking at where he was going to bite.

Chapter 280 Eight Fey Silk Article ([-])

The cypress wand drew a precise parabola in the air, and hit the werewolf's elongated head, and then fell on the grass like an ordinary stick, rolling a few times.

Indeed, without the blessing of magic, a wand is nothing more than a polished piece of wood.

Eyeing those bright yellow wolf pupils, Faise slowly retracted her left hand while maintaining the throwing motion, and she stood up from the bushes where she was hiding, feeling breathless in her chest for a moment, and her underwear drenched.

With her right hand drooping beside her, the girl's eyes were fixed on the ruthless beast, but her head was blank.

Faith actually didn't have any time to react, she just subconsciously wanted to do something to stop the werewolf from swearing at Professor Snape, so she easily threw out Lupine's wand that had been snatched from Peter the Dwarf.

Hopefully the professor's wand will wake him up a bit...

"Click-"

Under the moonlight, the gray-black hair glowed dazzling silver, and the explosive hind legs drove the wide soles of the feet, and stepped on the wooden stick that tickled him mercilessly, making a crisp sound. There was a cracking sound, and even the unicorn feathers seemed to be exposed.

Fortunately... didn't throw his wand out.

Seeing that the werewolf gave up its previous prey and turned to her position, the arched back was lowered a little, the drooping tail was randomly sweeping the ground, and the dark yellow eyes flashed with a dangerous look, as if it would explode at any time. attack.

Faith's breath was stagnant, she subconsciously looked at Snape who was lying on the ground, and in a flash, she could only see the helplessness and fleeting worry in the other's eyes, and the two pale lips that had lost their color moved slightly. moved.

'run. '

The werewolf pulled his right cheek to reveal its sharp fangs, then raised his head and let out a long howl.

In an instant, Faise didn't have time to think about it, she took out the bottle in her pocket and threw it at Snape, and then she slid down the hillside without looking back, subconsciously avoiding the road back to Hogwarts. Dao——Because I don't know how Hermione returned, if I happened to lead the werewolf to the other side, it would be more harm than good.

At first, Faith had a moment of apprehension, fearing that after she left, the werewolf would slap Professor Snape again, but judging from the panting and footsteps behind her, she was completely overwhelmed.

Regardless of Hermione and Professor Snape, what should I do now?

It is obviously not a wise decision to play a game of catching people with werewolves on empty hillsides and grasslands. Faise resisted the desire to turn her head to see how far the two sides are - this is what she summed up from many movies Escape the rules, don't look back!

Although she is always puzzled when watching a movie—why does the protagonist in a horror movie turn around, causing a tragedy after falling? ——But after experiencing it herself, she seemed to understand a little bit.

Because it was too tormented, and it was impossible to judge whether the opponent was catching up by hearing alone, especially when she knew that there was a swift werewolf behind her, Faise was afraid every second that the sharp claw would cut her with a single palm. If she loses her flesh, she is also afraid that those horrible fangs will press down on the back of her neck.

Especially when all this is about to happen.

Needless to say, Faith felt like her lungs were about to explode after running wildly for just a few minutes, her ribs were so painful that her wand was useless in her trembling right hand, even though she was already at the limit of digging. He ran wildly again, but the accompanying wheezing sound behind him still couldn't get rid of.

He will die... If he continues running so meaninglessly, he will undoubtedly be overtaken by his physical exhaustion or weakened legs, and then become a sacrifice to the werewolf.

Fear of death enveloped Faise's heart, and her eyes wandered around looking for a way out.

The nail pierced her palm, and the pain barely calmed her impetuous heart. When she caught a glimpse of the gloomy and swaying sea of ​​trees, she couldn't help but take a breath.

In an instant, Faith weighed the pros and cons several times in her mind—there are many magical animals in the Forbidden Forest, and some of them may be able to subdue werewolves, and she can communicate with them after falling into their hands; compared to the wide plane, In the rugged forest, maybe his thin body is more conducive to escape; according to Hermione, there seems to be a lake in the Forbidden Forest, and hiding in the water may be able to avoid the pursuit of werewolves.

I knew it earlier... When Hermione wanted to teach herself how to swim last time, she shouldn't have refused because of laziness.