Chapter 327 Fighting werewolves and expelling dementors

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

Sirius, Pettigrew, and Lupin 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 puzzled young dragon in his arms and explained, "This is the power of time. I came here three hours later."

Abe was stunned for a moment, and his big eyes scanned 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 with some concern.

"It will be a problem if you don't tell it." Aaron rolled his eyes.

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

Hearing this, Harry was speechless.

"Wait until the situation stabilizes before you go to save people." Aaron said to Abe solemnly, "Professor Snape will treat him well and he will recover after a good sleep.

As for Ron Weasley, it's almost enough for him to be able to walk. You can decide for yourself."

Harry's eyes twitched slightly, "This is not appropriate!"

Ouch!

The moonlight sprinkled on everyone's face, and Professor Lupin turned into a werewolf.

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

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

As a Slytherin, I promise that his leg is not seriously injured, which is already a forgiveness." Aaron said and put Abe down, letting it 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 who came over hit the werewolf's head with a stone, successfully attracting his attention.

"Harry." Aaron shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "I know you are worried about Sirius, but you should also pay a little attention to your own safety!"

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

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

"Okay! Fortunately, you were not far away from me at the time. If it was really a critical moment, I..."

"Awoo!!!"

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

The werewolf heard the cry of his "kind" as soon as he walked up to Harry. He decisively gave up the prey in front of him and ran in the direction of the sound.

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

"I'm saving your life."

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

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

"He's rushing towards us." Harry gasped as he watched the aggressive 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 we can't beat him."

"Now is not the time to joke." Hermione said incoherently, grabbing Aaron's hand and trying to run deep into the Forbidden Forest, but she couldn't pull it several times.

Aaron shrugged and calmly broke free from her right hand, "If you don't believe me, you can go 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 its mouth and bit over, and Aaron jumped high, hitting his chin hard with his flaming right fist.

Bang!

The red flame drew an arc, and the werewolf flew sideways for more than ten meters and hit a tree heavily, and several fangs mixed with blood sprayed into the mud.

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

"Wow! It seems that I didn't hit him lightly."

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

He took the initiative to rush over and hit the werewolf crazily.

The werewolf had basically no ability to fight back and was pressed against the tree and beaten violently.

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

"Woo, woo..."

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

"Get lost."

Hearing this word, a gleam of light flashed in the werewolf's eyes, and he staggered up with his half-mature body, and walked towards the depths of the Forbidden Forest in loneliness.

Harry and Hermione looked at this scene with their eyes wide open, and they were dumbfounded.

They thought that Aaron would use some powerful magic to subdue the werewolf, but they never expected that it would be a simple and rough fist, and they didn't expect that he would actually win with his fists.

"Well... don't tell Professor Lupin." Aaron said a little embarrassedly, "He is a good teacher who is conscientious and responsible. It's a bit unpleasant to be beaten up by a student like me." The two looked at each other and nodded blankly. "Just now..." Hermione opened her mouth, "That must not be an ordinary fist, right?" "What else?" Aaron rolled his eyes, "That's a werewolf! It will probably take half a minute to defeat him with fists without any magic." Hermione:...... "What kind of magic is that? I have never seen it in books."

"You're right if you haven't seen it." Aaron waved his hand and said seriously: "This is a magic that has disappeared in history. I learned it at a great cost."

After spending a lot of magic points, sacrificing a ferocious dragon, and enduring the pain of burning his body in flames, he managed to become a dragon slayer.

This experience is enough to be compiled into a book, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a legend to most people.

"Poor Lupin, it's been a rough night," Harry sighed.

At this time, the three of them suddenly felt a chill coming over them. When they looked up, they saw dense crowds of dementors flying over, blocking the moonlight in the sky.

"Black." Harry's expression changed drastically as he thought of his godfather, "Let's go quickly."

He ran quickly and brought the two of them to the lake.

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

However, the white mist-like energy could only block the attack of one or two Dementors. As the number of black shadows increased, the silver light became darker and darker, quickly extinguishing.

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

"It's scary, isn't it?" Aaron smacked his lips, "Harry, I have to admit that there is really no shortage of talents in your father's generation.

Sirius was able to stay awake in Azkaban for twelve years. This is a strong willpower. "

"Because he is innocent," Harry said.

"I don't deny it, but let alone the innocent ones, even the holy ones can't handle this scene!"

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

"Hurry!" 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 what was even more miserable was Sirius Black. The dementors attacked him much harder than Harry.

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

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

"Why haven't you come yet?"

Hermione said anxiously, by this time she didn't have much confidence anymore.

If the wizard doesn't show up, Black's soul will be devoured by dementors, and even Harry will be in trouble.

Aaron was also a little confused about whether he should take action or not. It was about the reward of 800 magic points, and he really couldn't help but watch Sirius die.

"Fuck Fuck!"

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

"Call the gods to protect you!"

The 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 bright silver light spread in all directions, covering hundreds of meters, and even a few people near the Whomping Willow could see it.

Faced with this powerful and restraining magic, the dementors were caught off guard and fled in panic.

As the Dementor disappeared, the fragile glimmer of light fell into Sirius' mouth again.

After completing the task, the silver raven flew back and stood obediently on Aaron's shoulder.

Aaron touched the raven's feathers and turned to look at the two people whose eyes were about to pop out. "I just said that I felt that this Patronus Charm was familiar before. It turned out to be me who released it."

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

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

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

"But these weren't just one or two Dementors!" Harry swallowed in disbelief, "You drove away hundreds of Dementors, and the range of the Patronus Curse was a bit too big!"

"Dumbledore also cast the Patronus Curse with the same effect when he was on the Quidditch pitch." Hermione said with a complicated expression, "But he is the headmaster and is 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 was speechless.

Only then did Aaron realize that the scenery was too much. With a thought, the raven on his shoulders turned into light spots and disappeared. He himself stumbled and almost lost his balance and fell to the ground.

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

"The magic power is severely consumed. I guess I need to rest for a night." Aaron said weakly.

"Really?" A flash of suspicion flashed in Hermione's eyes. Why did she think this was staged?

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

Hermione was stunned for a moment and found that Aaron was not wearing the magic sealing ring, which meant that he was attacking with all his strength this time, which was a reasonable explanation.