Chapter 1049: Attack

"Sirius, that's none of our business." Fan Lin whispered, looking at the people passing by.

"We are so strange, it doesn't fit the style of doing things here." Fan Lin said quickly, just a short while, Fan Lin felt that several eyes were locked on himself and Sirius.

"Outsiders..." A slightly hoarse voice sounded, like a whisper, but it was extremely clear in Fan Lin's heart. It was just a feeling, but even he who was not proficient in divination felt it particularly strongly at this moment.

"Let's go..." Sirius frowned and suppressed the anger in his heart. In a moment of loss of composure, he naturally knew what kind of trouble he had caused to their small team.

Two black figures quickly moved deeper, but they were not the only ones who made moves. Unknowingly, some people also changed their direction of advance, including the werewolf who was eating.

As a werewolf, his keen perception is naturally innate, and he can naturally detect Sirius's long gaze. In the eyes of animals, this is called aggression.

After killing the unlucky guy who was still screaming, the werewolf cleaned up and prepared to find the next target. Today's eating work has not been completed, so he naturally needs new prey.

The unlucky guy who died was not left there. Fresh corpses are very popular in the underground streets. Whether it is meat for werewolves or for researching new black magic, it is a much-needed material.

...

"This way!" Fan Lin pulled Sirius, turned to one side, and turned into an alley.

It was too conspicuous to run away along the main road. Fan Lin was not sure how many teams were chasing him, but if he continued to run like that, the chasing teams would only be more, not less. What's more, it was easy to run into Greyback along the main road. As Voldemort's right-hand man, Greyback could not fail to recognize the two of them.

"Here, Sirius..." Vanlin panted slightly against the cold wall. The dark passage seemed endless, gradually swallowing up all the light...

"You... are hiding there?" A hoarse voice suddenly sounded in Vanlin's ears. Unlike the dying wail, it seemed particularly terrifying in the dark.

"How many people?" Vanlin panted, holding the magic wand in one hand.

"I don't know, there are about three people, but I should have solved one." Sirius looked sideways. At the end of the alley, a guy with a slightly hunched figure was slowly walking away from the inside, and the oily green light lit up his magic wand.

It was this magic wand that almost took his cat's life just now. If Vanlin hadn't pulled over an unlucky guy, the killing curse would have fallen on him.

"Come out quickly, I see you, outsider..." The hoarse voice sounded again. Sirius watched the other party's every move cautiously. When the guy turned and entered another branch, Sirius was relieved.

"It's all my fault." Sirius said, "If I hadn't lost control, we wouldn't have..."

Fan Lin was silent. This was different from his previous battles. Here, most of the guys who survived were powerful dark wizards. They didn't care about boring things like human lives, and they didn't care about using dark magic.

Yes, after all, this is the territory of dark wizards.

The attacks were almost all forbidden spells, bloody curses, heart-breaking and Avada Kedavra. They didn't care whether they hit the target or not. As long as someone died, they were very happy.

"It's not your fault, Sirius, this is..."

Fan Lin's eyebrows were raised, and a sense of crisis surged in his heart.

"What's wrong?"

"Wait... someone..." Fan Lin said, holding his breath and observing the surroundings carefully.

"Pah!" Suddenly, I felt something dripping on my cloak.

"Wait... I mean, get out of the way..."

Fan Lin shouted and pushed Sirius away. Almost at the same time, Fan Lin jumped back and aimed his wand at the top of his head.

"Bombarda Maima (Powerful Explosion)!"

A red light instantly blew up the wall he had been leaning on. For a moment, smoke and dust filled the air, but the next second, a powerful claw pressed Fan Lin to the ground. The bloody smell in the mouth almost made Fan Lin faint.

It was a conditioned reflex. Before he could see clearly what was going on, Fan Lin still moved his head away from the previous position. The next second, Fan Lin heard the sound of teeth biting.

A werewolf, a transformed werewolf. Look at the blood in his mouth. Which one is this from before...

"Damn... Woof woof..."

Before the werewolf could tear open Fanlin's throat with his mouth, a huge black dog as strong as a black bear rushed out from the smoke and dust and threw the werewolf aside...

Compared to when he just came out of Azkaban, Sirius has recovered very well. At least he is not as skinny as he was in the Shrieking Shack, but the werewolf now is not a stunted guy like Professor Lupin.

What Fanlin finds most incredible is, is this a purebred werewolf?

Isn't it said that the only purebred werewolf in Knockturn Alley is Fenrir Greyback?

Or is that true?

In the underground streets, powerful werewolves can master the skills of self-transformation?

But no matter what, killing this guy is already a top priority. At the critical moment of hunting vampires, two outsiders came to the underground streets. Even if Greyback is a fool, he can definitely think of something.

"Woof... Woof..." Sirius called twice, and then pounced on him, trying to pin the werewolf to the ground.

But after all, a werewolf with enough blood is not comparable to a skinny guy like Professor Lupin. Sirius did not have the upper hand, but was hit aside by a claw of the strong werewolf.

"Get out of the way, Sirius..." Fanlin shouted anxiously, fearing that the werewolf would come up and bite Sirius, which would be very interesting. In the future, Sirius's Animagus will really be a big black wolfdog...

Fanlin shook his wand, and several light blue light blades penetrated the werewolf's body in an instant.

"You guy..."

Fan Lin made a strong stroke, and an ice spear continued to condense in the air. Finally, it was fully formed when it was close to the werewolf's body. With the huge inertia and magic push, it was like piercing tofu. The blue ice spear was instantly dyed red by the werewolf's blood, and then quickly froze.

The originally mighty werewolf was half-kneeling and nailed to the ground...

"This is really...hiss..." Sirius covered the wound on his chest with his hand and made a sound of inhalation. Although it was not the first time he was injured, it was not a good thing to be caught by the extremely strong werewolf...

"We are pulling..."

Fan Lin hadn't finished speaking, and then he pulled Sirius to the ground, and then quickly threw a spell.

"Stupefy!"

With the smoke and dust of the impact, Fan Lin's black cloak looked dirty at the moment...

"What did you just want to say?" Sirius saw that the guy who was hit by the coma spell was the bastard who tracked them into the alley and turned the wrong direction at the beginning.

The noise of the battle here is really too loud.

"I was going to say we're even, but now, you owe me one..." (To be continued)