v2 Chapter 1587： The taste of blood

The light flashes and flashes out from the end of Ai Wen's wand.

At the speed visible to the naked eye, the light spots are getting brighter and brighter, and the bright light is getting more and more faint.

Soon, the light spot became a bit dazzling, and a light was drawn through the air as Ivan's movements.

The wand is from the bottom up, slanting across the wolves that are approaching.

The silver-white trajectory does not linger in midair, exuding powerful magic.

It didn't move forward, didn't dissipate, just stayed in the air and stopped at the place where Avon's wand crossed.

This is not a stun spell, not a powerful Avadasso curse, nor is it...

Evan was so casually slashing a light in the air, and there was no half-power in the fluttering light. He seemed to be waiting for Finlay Greyback to hit himself.

what happened? What is this magic?

There was no time to think about it. Everyone saw Greyback rushing to Evan and Hermione, and his body ran into the silvery light in the air. Greyback's speed is too fast, even if he sees Evan's magic, it is impossible to escape.

Everything is like Ai Wen's plan. Greyback collides with his magic at an amazing speed. Everyone holds their breath and looks forward to the picture below, but nothing happens. Greyback doesn't even stop, even sprinting. The speed has not slowed down.

Ai Wen's magic did not affect him. He shouted and yelled at the speed of the white light and rushed to Ai Wen. The horrible expression with unparalleled hatred, waving his hands, yellow and yellow Long nails make people look at their hearts, and the sharp teeth like wolves.

The werewolf headed out his head and used his whole body to bite.

The sharp fangs will bite into the neck of Ai Wen!

God, what is going on? !

Ai Wen’s magic failed? !

How could it be, but all the students at Gryffindor College saw this shocking scene.

They exclaimed, can't believe that Ai Wen didn't stop Greyback, and many courageous students didn't even dare to watch it.

Even Ai Wen himself couldn't seem to believe this. He kept his original position and looked at the werewolf who was about to bite himself. It is too late to do anything.

At this distance, unless it is visibly obscured at a very fast speed, Ai Wen does not have the possibility of escaping. As long as Greyback bites, he is afraid...

Looking at Grey Burke's appearance, he intends to lively kill Ai Wen.

At the last moment, Ai Wen just turned his body to the left. He blocked Hermione’s gaze and prevented her from seeing Greybuck in front. It seemed to be the only thing he could do before he died. Let Hermione see the terrible picture and prevent her from seeing the next horrible moment.

Even if it is dead, Ai Wen will protect Hermione.

Greyback didn't intend to let Hermione pass, he made up his mind, and if he killed Evan in a while, he would close the body of Hermione and Ai Wen, who became infected as werewolves. He wants to continue the interesting experiment, which is much more interesting than dissecting the bodies in the crypt.

The werewolf thought so, he would taste the revenge.

Three years ago, if it wasn’t for Sirius, he had already shredded the two guys.

He let the two of them live for three years, and it is time to end the farce.

Greyback had seen the blood vessels on the neck of Avon, and he even smelled the delicious blood.

Yes, the taste of blood.

So clear, so enticing, more and more intense!

Delicious, delicious, the werewolf has finished indulging in the blood, he opened his mouth and mouth...

The next second, his body slammed in the air.

It was like a ghost's face showing a painful expression. Greyback looked at Evan, who was close at hand, and looked back at it, as if looking for something. Yes, what he is looking for, looking for something he has lost!

Soon, he found out what he had lost.

Finlay Greyback was horrified to see that his body split into two parts. Through the inertia of the forward, his upper body rushed to Ai Wen and Hermione, but his **** was stuck in the place where Ai Wen had crossed the white light, and there was no further step forward.

blood!

So delicious, so tempting!

But that is indeed his own blood!

They are pouring out from the cracked place, and the smell he just smelled is this.

"So much blood, it is too wasteful!"

This is the last thought of the king of werewolf Fenrill Greyback...

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On the astronomical tower, Harry still couldn't move.

With a terrified mood, his eyes stared at the three Death Eaters.

A pouting man with a stout body and a strange smirk on his face gave a laughter.

"Look, Dumbledore was forced into the corner!"

He turned to a sturdy little woman, and she looked like his sister, with a smile on her face. "Dumbledore has no wand, Dumbledore is helpless! Beautiful, Draco, It’s beautiful!”

"Good evening, Amicus!" Dumbledore was very calm, as if he was welcoming the person to the tea party. "You brought Alex, it's so cute..."

"It's still like this, my dear professor!" The woman smirked angrily. "You are all dead, do you think these little jokes can save your life?"

"Joke? No, no, this is polite." Dumbledore replied.

"You are slow!" Malfoy muttered dissatisfiedly.

"The guards below are more than we thought. Our plan of action seems to have been leaked, but those Finril and his wolf-in-law have won time for us." The last Death Eater said that he was full of flesh and blood. Deputy fierce, "Now, do it, Draco!"

"I..." Malfoy swallowed, seemingly less motivated.

He looked scared and stared at Dumbledore's face.

Dumbledore's face was paler and his head looked much shorter than usual because his body against the wall had been slid down.

Even, he couldn’t even hold the double snakes in his hand and slanted aside.

"Don't be nervous, Draco, want me to say that his days in this world are not much anyway!" The grinning man said that his sister snorted and smiled to help him. "Look at him. What is going on with you, Deng Laotou?"

"Hey, physical strength, slow response, Amicus." Dumbledore said, "In short, old age is not used! One day, you will fall to this field, if you are lucky... ”

"What do you mean by this? What does this mean?" the Death Eater shouted and suddenly became fierce. "You are still the same, isn't it, Deng Laotou? It's empty-mouthed, not doing anything, I really can't Understand why the Dark Lord insisted on killing you! Now it seems that there is no point at all. Well, Draco, let's get started! We don't have much time, the guys who are in trouble below are coming up!"