Evan's wand emitted a blue light, dark blue like the sea!
Greyback, who was about to chomp Evan's neck, suddenly froze. The horrible wolf's face, in addition to the madness, revealed a look of fear for the first time. He felt the threat of death from Evan's curse.
He retreated. Although he was in his transformation, without any glimpse of reason, but instinct told him that he should not be hit by that spell.
He wanted to run away, but he was too close to Evan. Even with the speed given to him by his transformation, he couldn't evade.
Just then, the deep blue light hit him.
Greyback uttered an unprecedented sigh of grief. On his face, the area hit by the spell quickly eroded at a blink of an eye, and the erosion out-paced his healing.
Evan's spell was a corrosive curse!
As one of the deepest and evilest Dark Magic curses, even a tough body of a werewolf can't completely stop its damage.
Last semester, Tom Riddle controlled Ron to use this magic against Evan which ate through the hard marble floor of the auditorium.
The image was still vivid in Evan's memory.
After that, he used Professor Lockhart's approval to borrow the book "Secrets of the Darkest Art", which contained the corrosion spell, and borrowed it from the library's restricted section. He studied the spell deeply and carefully.
With the help of Tom Riddle, Evan fully grasped the curse.
Although this was the first time, he used it, and although the magical power he had remaining was insufficient, and although his heart was not evil, in order to protect Hermione, Evan broke through his potential. He bit his teeth as released the curse that accurately hit Greyback.
After releasing this spell, Evan felt that his magical power was quickly depleted.
Sweat flowed down his cheek like pearls falling down from a broken necklace.
He was hit by an overwhelming feeling of fatigue and weakness. Because of magical overdraft, Evan's face turned pale, and it looked that he would faint at any time.
But he tried to focus and stay awake.
In front of him, Greyback screamed backwards. The wolf's head was bloody and he kept terrifyingly screaming and squeaking.
Evan gasped, leaning heavily on the shop's door behind him, and giving Greyback a cold look. He held his wand tightly in his right hand, afraid to lose his vigilance.
If it was an ordinary person who was hit by this spell, he should've been already dead.
But the man in front of him was a werewolf, the most powerful werewolf. Evan knew that if the damage he dealt wasn't absolutely fatal, Greyback should eventually survive.
Evan didn't expect that he could kill Greyback. It was too unrealistic. He only hoped that this spell would gain enough time for himself and Hermione.
As long as they could wait for rescue to come, this battle is his victory.
Evan tried hard to make himself look like he still had more energy. But in fact, he now had no strength at all, his legs were quivering constantly, and almost all the magical power in his body was lost. If Greyback was to rush over again, Evan would certainly fall.
"That's enough, stupid werewolf!" the dark wizard, masked in black who had been standing there to watch the show from the back, screamed. "You're a long-haired bluff who could be defeated by an underage wizard."
He waved his wand and rushed over to Greyback, treating him with a spell, and Greyback's screaming stopped.
Evan wanted to stop him. He raised his wand to use Stupefy.
What used to be easy to perform, was now an unbearable burden to him.
A red light flew from across the road and hit Evan.
He felt his body's muscles starting to become stiff, and all his remaining strength suddenly disappeared.
The wand, which had been held by Evan in his hand, fell to the ground and rolled aside.
His body also fell backwards. Surprisingly, he felt no pain at all. The ground was so soft, comfortable and warm.
No, that is not the ground!
Evan immediately realized that he was in Hermione's arms.
He didn't know when she ran out of the store. She was holding him, repeating his name. Besides the redness of her swollen tearful eyes, he couldn't see half the colour of her little panicked face.
I'm fine, Hermione!" Evan said difficultly. "Don't cry!"
Hermione whimpered, tears falling across her cheeks towards Evan's face.
She seemed to have a thousand words to say, but she didn't know what to say. Images from the time that she spent with the boy in front of her, kept rolling through her mind.
At the moment when Evan closed the shop's door, Hermione thought she lost him forever.
She held Evan tightly in her arms and dared not to let go of him. She feared she would lose him if her arms were ever loosened.
Seeing Hermione's sad face, Evan wanted to reach out and wipe off her tears, but he didn't have enough strength for that, he didn't have strength to breathe. He could only lie quietly in Hermione's warm arms.
Her tears flowed across her cheeks to fall into his mouth. They were salty, but to him they were so sweet.
If there wasn't a dark wizard and a werewolf in range, Evan would've been at his happiest.
"Get up and bite them, hurry up!" In front of them, the anxious man with the black mask began to urge, "We have wasted too much time. We must get out of here fast."
Greyback roared and rushed back at them again.
Because of the corrosion curse, the flesh on his face was all exposed.
That, along with his reckless madness and ferocious nature, made him look more horrible than he ever was!
"Go, Hermione, leave me alone!" Evan shouted anxiously.
"I won't leave. So far, you've been protecting me. Now it's my turn!" Hermione made up her mind and said softly, "I'll protect you, Evan!"
"Don't do something stupid. You're no opponent for that guy!" Evan had an ominous hunch hearing Hermione's words.
He struggled to stand up, but he had no strength.
But then, his eyes widened as he saw Hermione standing in front of him. She held her wand against the approaching Greyback. Her face was full of panic, but her eyes were so determined. She was ready to block the werewolf with her feeble body.
Hermione knew that she was no opponent of Greyback, but there was only one thought going across her head, and that was giving her all to protect Evan!
"No!" Evan wanted to stop her.
To Greyback's strong body, hers was like that of a rag doll. Evan could not imagine what was going to happen next.
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Just when both were in despair, thinking that everything was coming to an end, Evan saw a black dog, huge like a bear, emerging suddenly from the side alley.
It was Sirius Black who swung fiercely on the werewolf's body from the side.
The two men rolled over to the side of the snow. Black caught the werewolf's neck and pulled it back, keeping him away from Evan and Hermione.
Greyback was madly clawing and trying to tear up the big black dog.
The werewolf and the dog tangled together, their jaws against each-other's chins, and their claws ripping each other's skin.
The other three stood aside and were completely overwhelmed by the spectacle. If Evan's orthodox magic fight against Greyback was impressive, then how about Black's full-out physical encounter with the werewolf?
The two beat each other in the most primitive of ways, biting each other's flesh till the point of bleeding.
"Stupid, leave the dog, and go bite the two young wizards." The dark wizard shouted.
He waved his wand and was ready to separate the werewolf from the big dog on top of him.
But he stopped immediately as he saw a huge figure far beyond the ordinary man rushing in his direction from the alleyway.
It was Hagrid, who shouted the names of Evan and Hermione.
The Dark Wizard shot a stunning spell at Hagrid. Just like it was with Greyback, it shook him slightly, and he yelled.
"Damn, damn!" The Dark Wizard screamed, as he got ready to use "Avada Kedavra".
Before he could do it, a few red lights came from behind Hagrid, and he had to bow down to avoid the spells.
Evan struggled to raise his head and he saw Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, and the two Aurors from the Ministry of Magic following behind Hagrid.
It was rescue. He and Hermione were saved.
Evan finally was able to settle down. He really got tired and exhausted today, and he had nothing left in him.
It didn't take him long to see nothing but dark.
"Enough, that's enough! I will never cooperate with a werewolf again, NEVER!" The black masked man got up from the ground. He rushed towards Sirius Black and Greyback, rudely, waving his wand.
They were separated and Black wanted to rush back but failed.
The dark wizard immediately grasped his wolf man companion and it looked as if they were turned into a phantom as they vanished.
Black blinked, his body was bruised, and he groaned back, looking at Evan and Hermione. Then he disappeared into the dark corner of the street.
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When Evan regained his consciousness, he realized he had returned to the school hospital. His limbs were like lead, and his eyes were too heavy to lift.
He forced himself to open his eyes and found himself lying in a comfortable bed. He could see Madam Pomfrey at one end of the ward, giving him her back and leaning over the edge of the bed.
Evan moved his head on the pillow. Hermione was laying on the right side of his bed. The moonlight shined over her head with her eyes open.
She seemed terrified, and when she saw that Evan woke up, her face was relieved.
Seeing that Evan wanted to speak, Hermione hurriedly put a finger on her lips, and then pointed to the side door of the school hospital. The door was half open, and Evan heard the voice of the Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge from the outside hallway passing through the door.
"This is so shocking and alarming. The werewolf Fenrir Greyback appeared in Hogsmeade. And he actually attacked two students. It was a miracle that neither of these two children died!"
"Fortunately, Mason's child is very strong. He resisted the monster for a while, if it wasn't for that…" That was Professor McGonagall's voice.
"Yeah, Minerva, thanks to Evan!" Fudge agreed uneasily. "Who would have thought that this would happen? When the attack happened, we were actually sitting in the Three Broomsticks Inn nearby. If it was a graver incident, I can hardly imagine what the Daily Prophet would say tomorrow morning."
"The Ministry has already been in a mess because of Sirius Black's jailbreak, and here's Fenrir Greyback coming to add fuel to the fire. Both of them are the most dangerous wanted criminals at the moment." Fudge sighed. "And the Dementors, I just saw them. They demanded reinforcements and an increase in their numbers."
"You will not approve their demand, right Fudge? There are already 200 of these monsters lurking outside Hogwarts. This is not Azkaban. Those horrible creatures are floating everywhere. How are we supposed to teach?!" Professor McGonagall said sharply, "Albus will not agree with this matter."
"Yes!" said Professor Flitwick, screaming. "I think we can't just keep increasing the number of Dementors. They haven't been of any effect except for spreading fear. They're not doing anything. Not for the capture of Sirius Black, not for stopping Greyback. Two months ago, they even tried to get into the school."
"Just like you, I don't like them either. But with the current situation, it's very difficult for me to not approve. Like we did after the Basilisk's attack during the last semester, the Ministry of Magic must take action to preserve the safety of young wizards who attend school in Hogwarts." Fudge twisted his body. "I'll talk to Dumbledore about this and he will agree."
"There's nothing to talk about in this matter. I've told you about my position concerning this, Cornelius." Dumbledore's voice came in. He had just arrived at the school hospital. "Do you remember the conversation we talked before the beginning of the semester? Two hundred Dementors is the limit of what I can accept."
When he heard Dumbledore's words, Fudge smiled and he remembered the conversation.
More precisely, it was more like a trade-off. He agreed to support Dumbledore in hiring a werewolf to become a professor at Hogwarts, while Dumbledore supported his decision to bring the Dementors around the school to help the Ministry of Magic seize Sirius Black as soon as possible.
Looking at Dumbledore's calm face, Fudge was embarrassed. There was a strange feeling in his heart. Even if he was the Minister of Magic, the man he was facing was the greatest white Wizard in the world today. He had nothing to do but accept his choices.
It felt really bad, but Fudge had to admit that he needed Dumbledore's support.
With Dumbledore's prestige, if he had to replace him with anyone else, he knew that it wouldn't be an easy task!