Chapter 123: The Fall of the Auror (Updated)

The follow-up effects of the Rowle family incident are still burning.

After the Rowle family fell, the lives of the werewolves who relied on the Rowle family's financial resources for survival were greatly impacted.

In the wizarding world, werewolves are discriminated against by wizards because of their potential danger. Almost all werewolves cannot find a decent job and live in poverty.

So a group of werewolves led by Fenrir Greyback took refuge with some pure-blood families, such as the Rowle family, and obtained the resources needed for life from them. In exchange, they will do some things for the pure-blood families that are inconvenient for the pure-blood families to come forward and are not visible.

When the Rowle family fell, the werewolves who were closed to the news did not know what happened. It was not until the supplies were not delivered as scheduled this month that they realized something was wrong.

Fenrir's opinion was to go to another pure-blood family, but his opinion could not be recognized by all the werewolves under his command. Some werewolves were tired of this kind of life of relying on others, and they chose to leave.

These werewolves, starving and cold, once again engaged in robbing, burning and looting, posing a threat to civilians in the wizarding and Muggle worlds.

At the same time, the Ministry of Magic was busy.

Every day, the Ministry of Magic received at least thirty reports of werewolves committing crimes. Aurors, strikers, and reconnaissance teams were frequently dispatched, but they were still too busy. Often, only one werewolf case was put out, and more cases occurred in other places.

This day, in a remote village in Yorkshire.

The village was attacked by five werewolves, and people screamed, cried, and the sound of houses burning came one after another.

Three Aurors who happened to be patrolling in a nearby village arrived in time and fought a fierce battle with the werewolves.

Werewolves are extremely dangerous to ordinary wizards, but they are not strong enough for well-trained Aurors. If it weren't for the advantage in numbers, these werewolves would have been captured long ago.

One of the werewolves was particularly clever. Seeing that the situation was not right, he betrayed his companions and ran away in advance, rushing into the dense and gloomy woods.

Kingsley Shacklebolt was very depressed. Today was supposed to be his day off, but this group of blind werewolves committed crimes frequently, causing him to have to work overtime.

His boss Scrimgeour did not get along well with him. Although he tried his best to be low-key, he knew that his pure-blood family background still attracted some hostility to him. This mission was forced upon him by Scrimgeour, without even a chance to discuss it. If it was just a mission, it would be fine. The most annoying thing was the mission of patrolling in remote areas. This mission was not only tiring, but also usually returned in vain. It was of no help to his meritorious performance and was simply a waste of time.

He was very angry. He vowed to bring these werewolves to justice and vent his anger.

Seeing that the werewolves were gradually losing, he began to feel happy in his heart, but he did not expect that a werewolf on the opposite side actually ran away!

This is not good! None of you can escape from my Five Fingers Mountain! This was the first thought that came to Kingsley's mind.

So he chased after him alone and rushed into the woods.

He was absolutely confident in his own strength. Among the more than 30 Aurors, his strength could be ranked in the top five. Scrimgeour was slightly stronger than him, there was no doubt about that, but Robards, Dawlish and the like were at most on par with him. Even if he used the family secrets at the bottom of the box, he believed that he would be even stronger than them.

Just relying on a lone werewolf, even if he had the advantage of time and place, he could not be his opponent!

But he was wrong, and he was wrong outrageously.

He saw the werewolf in the woods. He did not see much fear in the werewolf's eyes, but only indifference and cruelty.

The werewolf turned into a black shadow and pounced on him.

Kingsley knew that the werewolf's fur had a high resistance to magic, so he had to attack it physically. He quickly waved his wand, and the end of the wand erupted with a whirlwind and flames at the same time, hitting the werewolf accurately and knocking him three feet away.

The werewolf smelled of burning, and was obviously injured, but he did not retreat. He roared even more angrily, arched his body, and his hair was like spikes, ready to launch the next wave of attacks.

Kingsley waved his wand, controlling the dead branches and boulders to throw at the werewolf one by one, making the werewolf on the opposite side fall into the dilemma of dodging left and right.

Just as the werewolf's dodging range was slowly compressed and Kingsley felt that victory was just around the corner, he suddenly felt the danger, and his body flashed, and a blue light passed by his body dangerously. He turned back in a hurry.

An unpleasant laugh came from the tree.

An ugly old witch sat on a thick branch of the tree.

"Annis, it's you!" Kingsley began to have a wrong idea in his heart. He kept casting spells to resist the werewolves who took the opportunity to rush in, and shouted coldly: "Even the female demon has intervened in these civilian attacks?"

Just as he once again dodged Anis's attack with superb strength and knocked the werewolf away again, he said coldly: "This time, none of you can escape!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Kingsley's face changed drastically, and he found that he could not move.

"What's going on?" He didn't understand what was going on at all, and he would never have the chance to know the truth again.

Because at this moment, he saw a huge werewolf figure flying towards him, and severe pain came from his neck, and he closed his eyes.

Next to Kingsley's body, his shadow slowly squirmed, as if it was alive.

After a while, the shadow protruded from the ground and slowly transformed into an entity.

The werewolf lowered his hands and knelt respectfully.

"Tsk tsk..." Anis made a dissatisfied voice, "Bathory, let me tell you, your shadow binding technique seems to be of no use. The preparation took too long. If Xiaolang and I hadn't cooperated, This guy is tightly restrained here, and your move won't work at all!"

Bathory's eyes shone with shrewdness, "Have you ever thought about why Master Malfoy only chose our two races as allies among so many alien races?"

"Tch!" Anis said, "Does this need to be said? Naturally, it's because the unpredictable and insidious methods of our two clans are in line with his style of acting in secret, and it is also beneficial to his plan!"

Bathory shook his head slowly, "What you said is just one of them. Don't forget that the ogres, the goblin royal family, and the mourning banshees all have their own tricks, and they are no worse than us..."

"Then why do you think it is?" Anis raised her eyebrows.

"I think," Bathory thought for a while, then slowly said, "It's because the abilities of our two clans can cooperate and complement each other. Master Malfoy must have taken a fancy to this - he is such a thoughtful person. , I have never thought about how many tactical combinations can be formed with the shadow possession magic and hypnosis magic of our vampire royal family and the mind control magic, bewitching and poisoning magic of your hags..."

"I asked, are you thinking too much of him? How old is he? Can he be so clear about the capabilities of our two clans?" Although Anis said this, she remembered what Xie Lin said when he recruited her. The magical vision he cast made him shiver, and he doubted his own words.

The corners of Bathory's lips raised slightly, "Look, you don't think so yourself, you just refuse to admit it."

"Tch! The old woman is a long time old. She is naturally unhappy when she thinks of being ordered around by a little kid." Anis saw Bathory's unkind expression, and then changed her words: "But there's nothing we can do about it, who can He has a rich family background and amazing strength. To be honest, it is the old woman's luck to be able to follow him -" At this point, Anis consciously lowered her voice and murmured: "I don't want to become his enemy..."

Bathory didn't answer.

She turned to look at Xiaolang, "Where are you?" Her tone was very serious, with a hint of chill in it, "Did you hurt any innocent villagers?"

"No, really not," the werewolf lowered his head in fear, "Everything is in accordance with the instructions of the young master and the two of you. We just went to scare the villagers and set fire to them. We definitely did not hurt anyone. Everything we did, It’s all to cooperate with the master’s plan…”

"This is best. If the master knows that innocent people have been harmed, none of us can protect you!"

"Yes, yes," the werewolf nodded hurriedly, "Little Wolf knows this and will definitely not make it difficult for you two."

"What about your four werewolf companions?" Bathory had a smile in his eyes.

"They don't listen to me. They just want to go back to that good-for-nothing Fenrir. Although Fenrir has hooked up with the Selwyn family, how can the Selwyn family compare to the young master?" The werewolf bit. Gritting his teeth, he felt cruel in his heart, "Since they are so stubborn, I can't blame them. They deserve to be sacrificed this time. Let them be killed by the Ministry of Magic!"

"Very well, let's go! The young master must be anxiously awaiting news from us."

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