Harry Potter’s Raven’s Claw

"Let Blake go."

After the cold and uninteresting words came out of Mike's mouth, the smile on Bellatrix's face disappeared not far away.

I saw her eyes widened, tilted her head and looked straight at Mike with the eyes of a fool.

"Are you dreaming?" Bellatrix said in an unbelievable tone. "How could I have let him go, he's..."

Bellatrix's words stopped abruptly because a gray crystal ball suddenly appeared in Mike's hand.

"Give it to me! Quick!"

Facing Bellatrix's sudden hysteria, a smile flashed on Mike's face. He flipped the prophecy ball in his hand at will, and saw the other party's head also ticking up and down following his movements. He repeated again:

"Let Blake go."

"Give me the prophecy ball first!"

Bellatrix said without hesitation, and the beast man behind him had already assumed a fighting stance similar to that of a beast preparing to prey.

Mike shook his head, turned the hand holding the prophecy ball over, and was about to smash it.

"and many more!"

A slightly nervous female voice came from the opposite side, and the smile on Mike's face became thicker.

At this time, the situation on Mike's side also attracted the attention of others. Arthur was panting heavily and came first with his silver sword upside down. At this moment, he was surrounded by a strong bloody aura, plus his The red eyes looked murderous.

His arrival stimulated the beast man on the opposite side, only to see a lot of hair growing out of his exposed skin at an extremely fast speed.

At the same time, his originally very tall body was further pulled up, and the teeth in the mouth also grew rapidly, exposing the outside of the mouth. Those sharp teeth looked a little creepy - he turned out to be a werewolf!

Still a powerful werewolf who can maintain self-awareness after transformation!

Seeing this, Arthur raised his silver sword again as a precaution. He was ready. As long as Mike gave an order, he would go forward and cut off the man's wolf head!

Harry and Moody in the distance also behaved differently after discovering Blake's situation.

Among them, Harry was about to cry in a hurry, and he kept shouting Blake's name, trying to get a response from the other party.

It's a pity that Black has been completely controlled by the Imperius Curse, and the expression on his face is still indifferent.

However, Moody's eyes only swept across Blake's body and then focused on the prophecy ball in Mike's hand. The muscles on his face kept shaking, wondering what he was thinking about.

"I count three, if you don't lift the Imperius Curse on Black, I'll smash the prophecy ball." Mike said slowly, "I believe that Voldemort will love you very well, after all, you can't even do such a simple task. It's not finished."

"I don't allow you to call your lord by your first name!" Bellatrix yelled hysterically, but she turned her head and raised her wand and stabbed Blake hard in the forehead.

"Ah! It hurts!"

Blake, who was poked, seemed to regain his sanity all of a sudden, he wrapped his face in one hand, and muttered and screamed.

"Are you satisfied now? Give me that damn prophecy ball!"

"Very good." Mike said, "I have felt your sincerity, so..."

"no!"

A loud shout suddenly came from not far away. Mike and Bellatrix both heard the words and looked at the sound. They saw Moody limping over, his magic eyes staring at him. Bellatrix, while the naked eye was looking at Mike.

"The goal of our mission this time is to prevent Voldemort from getting the Prophecy Ball, and I will never let you trade it for Black!"

As soon as these words came out, Bellatrix let out another burst of hysterical laughter,

And the expression on Blake's face, still pointed at by her wand, also became extremely wonderful.

Many people under the Imperius Curse actually have memories of what they did while under control, so Black knew exactly what had just happened.

To be honest, although he was very moved, he actually disapproved of Mike's use of the prophecy ball in exchange for him.

After all, defeating Voldemort is more important than your own life!

But it's one thing to think so, but it's another thing for Moody to say it so badly!

"My dear cousin, it seems that your companion doesn't care about your life!"

Hearing Bellatrix's sleazy voice in his ear, Blake gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to swear.

"It's not your turn to intervene in my decision." Mike said indifferently with the prophecy ball. "For me, the life of a friend is far more important than this broken crystal ball."

As soon as these words came out, Blake's eyes instantly turned red, and Harry, who was in the distance, also shouted.

When Moody said he would give up Black just now, Harry and the others almost stopped beating. Fortunately, Mike was reliable and was not shaken by Moody's words.

"Really? That's a pity."

Moody frowned and said softly, but his hand behind him shook his wand slightly.

Immediately afterwards, an invisible blade portable shot towards Black with an inaudible sound of breaking through the air!

"Be careful!"

The werewolf who had been standing behind Bellatrix suddenly roared, and brazenly took Black and Bellatrix back behind him!

"Pfft!"

The invisible blade was imprinted on the werewolf's belly, breaking through the tough wolf's skin with ease, leaving a large opening twenty centimeters in diameter on his belly.

But the strange thing is that the wound only existed for a moment and then disappeared. No, to be precise, the wound did not disappear, but the werewolf tightened his muscles in an instant, and his strong muscles directly sealed the wound. So as to achieve the effect of hemostasis!

Blake stared blankly at the werewolf's belly. The werewolf after the transformation was now over three meters tall. Judging from the height of the wound, if the werewolf hadn't dragged him away, the curse would have directly cut him off. brain!

Black shuddered suddenly, and the fear and fear in his heart quickly turned into a roar after a short chemical reaction, and shouted:

"Moody, you rubbish! You're going to kill me!"

In the face of Black's roar, Moody's expression was pity, and he sighed:

"Still not fast enough? What a pity."

As soon as he finished speaking, Moody realized that a wand had been resting on his forehead.

He frowned, looked at Mike who was holding a wand in front of him and smiled:

"Really? Mike, are you going to shoot me? At a time like this? We..."

Before Moody could finish his words, the expression on his face became extremely shocked, as a red glow was flashing from the tip of the sloe wand.

"boom!"

The light brewed for a moment and then exploded violently. The powerful impact knocked Moody's whole body into the air, and his head was tilted back to an almost exaggerated level.

Another muffled sound came, and Moody fell to the ground on his back, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

And his magic eye also fell out of the eye socket under the powerful impact, bounced on the ground continuously, and finally rolled to Mike's feet.

"Oh, I said it," Mike snorted coldly, stepping forward and smashing the magic eye soaked in mucus, "It's not up to you to intervene in my decision!"

This time everyone present was stunned, and even the expressions of Black and Bellatrix in the distance were a little dull.

They really didn't expect that Mike would actually shoot at his teammates, and he was so decisive.

But Bellatrix quickly reacted. She laughed and walked out from behind the werewolf, holding the orchid finger and saying in a strange tone;

"Looks like you're sincere too!"

"Stop talking nonsense, now there are no people in the way, let's make a deal!"

Mike's words made the smile on Bellatrix's face disappear again, she gritted her teeth and said:

"Then give me the prophecy ball! I'll release it as soon as I get it!"

"You and I both know that this is impossible." Mike shook his head and said, "Let's do this, let's each take a step back. You first let Black go to me, and I'll throw the prophecy ball to you in the middle."

Hearing that Bellatrix's face was suspicious, Mike continued:

"Don't be in the ink, you should already know my sincerity at this point, so be cool!"

After hesitating again and again, Bellatrix finally agreed with Mike's solution, only to see her wave her hand slightly, and the giant werewolf on the side loosened the claws that were holding Black.

Sirius Black's expression was a bit indescribable. He stood in a daze and looked at Mike and the prophecy ball in his hand, seemingly very entangled.

Mike knew exactly what Black was struggling with, and he roared:

"Blake, think about Harry, you can't die!"

Mike's words were like a thunderbolt, and Blake woke up all of a sudden.

He opened his mouth slightly and turned his head to look in the direction of the Hogwarts army. After seeing the child who was desperately yelling and waving at him, Blake's expression finally firmed up.

One step or two, he slowly and firmly started walking towards Mike! Behind him, Bellatrix pointed his wand at Blake's back, and gestured to Mike with his eyes to quickly fulfill his promise.

Seeing Blake who had slowly reached the middle position, Mike nodded with satisfaction, and then threw the prophecy ball in his hand with all his strength!

Almost as soon as Mike shot, a dark green cold light shot out from the wand in Bellatrix's hand, shooting straight towards Blake's back.

At the same time, the werewolf beside her also moved, and at a terrifying speed that was almost invisible to the naked eye, it flew towards the crystal ball in the air on all fours like a dog picking up a Frisbee.

This sudden situation caused Harry and others in the distance to take a deep breath, but Mike still kept a calm smile on his face.

"Stop it!"

Mike said lightly, and as soon as the voice fell beside him, Arthur turned into an afterimage, blocking Blake's back.

"Quinn!"

I saw Arthur's sudden shout, and at the moment when a layer of light-colored shield appeared, he slashed out with a sword, directly slashing the ominous death ray into a light spot in the sky!

Blake, who survived the disaster, is not a fool. After he turned his head and understood the situation in front of him, his speed instantly increased, and he used the strength of milk to run towards Mike.

Bellatrix, who was not far away, was a little angry, and while she was cursing, she kept throwing all kinds of spells at her.

It's a pity that it was all useless work. In front of Arthur the Demon Hunter, these spells were just slow flowing arrows, and they were all chopped down by him in three or two strokes.

And in the farther place, the flying giant wolf has approached the drop point of the prophecy ball with the almost perverted physical fitness after the werewolf words. If there is no accident, the prophecy ball will soon fall into his. finally.

However, accidents always happen.

"boom!"

Just when the giant werewolf raised his head to catch the prophecy ball, a huge fireball hit him straight, causing a huge explosion!

Lupin and Tonks slowly walked out of the shadows, their eyes fixed on the huge shadow that still existed in the smoke.

Unlike usual, the expressions of both of them are not very good-looking at this moment, especially Lupin, who is now gnashing his teeth with a rare cruelty.

Mike looked at Lupin and Tonks who suddenly shot, and glanced at his mouth with some disdain.

Lupin and Tonks had just watched from a distance while he was negotiating with Bellatrix. They neither opposed Mike's approach like Moody's nor jumped out to show their support.

In fact, their thoughts, Mike, are very clear. They just want to save Black very much in their hearts, but they are afraid of failing the mission and being held accountable by Dumbledore.

This kind of careful thinking makes their impression in Mike's mind drop rapidly, even if they jump out and choose to help now!

The smoke in the distance gradually dissipated, slowly revealing the true face of the huge shadow inside.

It was the huge human wolf from before, and compared to before, it did not suffer any damage except that some of its fur was scorched by the flames!

Seeing this, Lupin's face was even more ugly. His two red eyes that were dissatisfied with bloodshot eyes stared at it, and he roared in a voice that was a little trembling with excitement:

"Fenrir Greyback!"

As if attracted by this low roar, the wolf in the ruins slowly looked at Lupin, and cocked his nose vigorously to smell it.

Then, his bloody mouth opened wide, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

"Ah! I smell the same kind of breath!" Fenrir sneered, and his voice was a little vague because of the prophecy ball in his mouth. "Are you my child too?"

"It's your horse!"

Lupin was instantly furious, roared and charged towards Fenrir!

He made Tonks look stupid with his hand. Shouldn't a wizard keep a safe distance when facing a werewolf, and then use a spell to solve the opponent?

Lupin is now starting to charge directly, is it crazy?