Chapter 327: Fight the Werewolf and Expel the Dementors

More than an hour later, a full moon moved in and out of the clouds.

Sirius, Pettigrew, and Lupine slowly walked out of the tree hole, followed by Snape and Aaron, and finally Hermione, Harry, and Ron.

"Abe." Aaron looked at the confused and confused young dragon in his arms and explained: "This is the power of time. I came here three hours ago."

Abe was stunned for a moment, and his big eyes glanced back and forth between the two masters several times before he reluctantly accepted this fact.

"Aaron, will it be okay to tell it?" Harry asked worriedly.

"The problem is not telling it." Aaron rolled his eyes.

"That's right." Hermione said, "Abe has seen us under the Whomping Willow. If we don't explain clearly, it will be all over if a dragon makes trouble."

Hearing this, Harry was speechless.

"You can go rescue people later when the situation stabilizes." Aaron solemnly said to Abe, "Professor Snape takes good care of him and recovers after just sleeping.

As for Ron Weasley, it's almost enough if he can walk. You can decide for yourself. "

Harry's eyes twitched slightly, "This isn't appropriate!"

Ouch!

The moonlight shines on everyone's face, and Professor Lupine turns into a werewolf.

Snape pulled out his wand, and just as he was about to take action, three disarming spells knocked him away.

"It's very appropriate, he didn't show any mercy when he attacked Professor Snape.

As a Slytherin, I can assure you that his leg is fine, so I can put aside any past grudges. Aaron said, putting Abe down and letting him act according to the situation.

At this time, the werewolf had defeated the big black dog, and when he was about to give him a claw, Harry Potter from the past hit the werewolf on the head with a rock, successfully attracting his attention.

"Harry." Aaron shook his head dumbfounded, "I know you are worried about Sirius, but you should also pay a little attention to your own life safety!"

"I didn't think much about it at the time." Harry said fearfully but firmly, "I just knew that I couldn't just watch Sirius die.

He is my godfather and my true relative in this world. "

"Okay! Fortunately, you were not very far away from me at the time. When it came to a critical moment, I..."

"Ouch!!!"

Before Aaron finished speaking, Hermione next to him took a deep breath and imitated the howl of a wolf.

As soon as the werewolf walked up to Harry, he heard the cry of 'the same kind'. He decisively gave up on the prey in front of him and ran in the direction of the sound.

"What are you doing, Hermione?" Harry asked in shock.

"I'm saving your life."

"Actually, you don't need to do this." Aaron patted his forehead speechlessly, "I was about to take action."

"I don't know." Hermione said confidently.

"He's charging towards us." Harry couldn't help but gasped as he watched the menacing werewolf getting closer and closer.

"I didn't expect this, run..."

"No need." Aaron waved his hand calmly, "It's just a werewolf, it's not like he can't be beaten."

"Now is not the time for joking." Hermione said incoherently, grabbing Aaron's hand and trying to run deeper into the Forbidden Forest, but she pulled it several times but didn't pull him away.

Aaron shrugged and calmly broke away from her right hand, "If you don't believe me, you can leave first."

Hermione and Harry looked at each other and stayed under great psychological pressure.

"Roar!"

"The Iron Fist of the Fire Dragon."

The werewolf opened his mouth wide and bit him, while Aaron jumped up high and hit him hard on the chin with his flaming right fist.

boom!

The red flames drew an arc, and the werewolf flew sideways for more than ten meters and hit a tree heavily. Several fangs sprayed into the soil mixed with blood and water.

After a while, the werewolf climbed up and roared crazily at Aaron.

"Oh! It seems that the attack was too gentle."

Aaron clenched his fingers, and red flames emerged from his hands.

He took the initiative and rushed over, dealing crazy damage to the werewolf.

The werewolf had basically no ability to fight back, so he was pinned against a tree and beaten violently.

The head, body, limbs, and every part of the front were in close contact with the flames.

"Woo, woo..."

The werewolf lay on the ground, whimpering aggrievedly, looking even more miserable than a wild dog that was about to starve to death.

"roll."

Hearing this word, a bright light flashed in the werewolf's eyes, he dragged his semi-mature body and staggered up, and walked lonely into the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

Harry and Hermione looked at this scene with dumbfounded eyes. They were just confused.

They thought that Aaron would use some powerful magic to subdue the werewolf, but they never expected that he would simply use his fists, let alone that he would actually win with his fists.

"Um... don't tell Professor Lupine." Aaron said a little embarrassed, "He is a good and conscientious teacher. It's a bit unpleasant to be beaten by a student like me."

The two looked at each other, then nodded blankly.

"Just now..." Hermione opened her mouth, "That must not be an ordinary fist, right?"

"Otherwise?" Aaron rolled his eyes, "That's a werewolf! Just rely on fists without any magic. It will probably take half a minute to defeat him."

Hermione:......

"What kind of magic is that? I've never seen it in books."

"You've never seen it." Aaron waved his hand and said seriously, "This is magic that disappeared in history. I also learned it at a great cost."

It took a lot of magic points, sacrificed a ferocious dragon, and endured the pain of burning in flames to become a dragon slayer.

This experience is enough to compile a book. For ordinary people, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a legend.

"Poor Lupin, this night is really terrible." Harry sighed.

At this time, the three of them suddenly felt a chill. Looking up, dense Dementors flew over and blocked the moonlight in the sky.

"Black." Harry thought of his godfather and his expression changed drastically. "Let's go."

He ran quickly and brought the two to the lake.

On the other side of the lake was Sirius who was in a coma, and Harry Potter who was using the Patronus Charm to resist the Dementors.

However, the white mist energy can only block the attack of one or two Dementors. As the shadows become more and more, the silver light becomes dimmer and quickly extinguishes.

A Dementor flew over Harry's head, making a wheezing sound, followed by Harry's shrill scream.

"It's really scary, isn't it?" Aaron smacked his lips, "Harry, I have to admit that your father's generation is really not short of talents.

Sirius Black can stay awake after twelve years in Azkaban. His willpower is strong enough."

"Because he is innocent." Harry said.

"I don't deny it, but this scene is unbearable for the innocent, not to mention the holy!"

"Don't worry, someone will come, and he will cast the Patronus Charm to save you." Hermione said bravely.

"Hurry up!" Harry looked at the place where the figure appeared in his memory, and muttered to himself: "Come quickly!"

Ah!

The past Harry Potter screamed again and looked shaky.

But even more miserable was Sirius Black, the Dementors' attack on him was much stronger than Harry's.

A fragile blue-white light floated out of his mouth and slowly rose.

"Is that a soul?" Aaron said in surprise. It was the first time he saw this type of soul, which looked extremely fragile.

"Why hasn't it come yet?"

Hermione said anxiously. At this point, she had no confidence.

If the wizard didn't show up again, Black's soul would be devoured by the Dementors, and even Harry would be in danger.

Aaron was also a little entangled in whether he should take action. It was related to the reward of 800 magic points. He really couldn't bear to watch Sirius die.

"Fuck!"

At the moment when Harry fell into a coma in the past, Aaron finally made a decision and jumped out of the woods.

"Expecto Patronus!"

A silver raven flew out from the tip of the wand. It made a loud cry and quickly flew towards the unconscious Harry Potter and Sirius. Layers of brilliant silver light spread in all directions, covering hundreds of meters, and even the people near the Whomping Willow could see it.

Faced with such powerful magic that restrained them, the Dementors were caught off guard and fled in panic.

As the Dementors disappeared, the fragile glimmer of light fell back into Sirius' mouth.

The silver raven, having completed its mission, flew back and stood obediently on Aaron's shoulder.

Aaron touched the raven's feathers, turned around and looked at the two people who were about to pop their eyes out, "I said that I felt that this Patronus Charm was familiar before, it turned out that I released it."

"You...this..." Hermione opened her mouth hesitantly, "How did you do it?"

"I already know the Patronus Charm, isn't it natural to drive away the Dementors?

You must keep it a secret, I don't want everyone to know."

"But this is not just one or two Dementors!" Harry swallowed in disbelief, "You drove away hundreds of Dementors, and the range of the Patronus Charm is too large!"

"Dumbledore also released the Patronus Charm with the same effect when he was on the Quidditch field." Hermione said with a complicated expression, "But he is the headmaster, recognized as the strongest white magician, and you..."

Hermione wanted to say that this was not something a third-year wizard could do, but looking at the silver raven on Aaron's shoulder, she couldn't say anything.

Aaron then realized that he had been too proud of himself. With a thought, the raven on his shoulder turned into a light spot and dissipated. He staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"Are you okay?" Hermione and Harry immediately helped him up.

"My magic power is seriously depleted. I guess I need to rest for a night." Aaron said weakly.

"Really?" A hint of doubt flashed in Hermione's eyes. Why did she feel that this was acting?

"Of course it's real." Aaron raised his right hand with a tired look on his face. "If you don't believe me, take a look."

Hermione was stunned for a moment and found that Aaron was not wearing the magic ring, which meant that he was going all out this time. This explanation was reasonable.