East side of Hogwarts, outside the Forbidden Forest.
Only a few people know that there was a big battle between werewolves here.
Andrew knew he didn't have much time left so he pushed Greyback's body aside.
Since the opponent's fingers were still stuck in his chest, this move almost killed him on the spot.
Andrew opened his mouth wide and let out a silent cry of pain, but thinking of his clansmen, he struggled to get up from the ground.
At this moment, the sound of fighting around had already stopped.
Andrew, whose face was covered in blood, wiped his face with his sleeve, and when he saw the surroundings clearly, his eyes were full of shock, sadness, and a hint of relief.
Most of the werewolves in the Forbidden Forest were ordinary Muggles without training, so they were naturally at a disadvantage when facing the bloodthirsty werewolf army of Greyback.
But they chose to drag the enemy to die together in such a tragic way.
Andrew laughed lowly: "That's good, at least I'm relieved."
Seeing the blood pouring from his chest, he knew that his life was coming to an end.
Finally, at the end, he looked deep into the ancient forbidden forest and old memories flashed in his mind.
From a group of strangers who didn't know each other, they gradually formed a harmonious big family.
Andrew also remembered the time when he was elected as the patriarch.
"Heh~" He chuckled lightly, with relief in his tone.
He seemed to see everyone on the edge of the Forbidden Forest waiting for him to go back.
He slowly closed his eyes: "May there be no more werewolves in this world!"
…
Deep in the Forbidden Forest.
The Saints members who went to inquire about the news came to Lucas again.
"Boss, the battle on the east side is over."
"En." Lucas didn't ask about the result, but his eyes became very sad. He turned to look at the night sky, his back looking slightly lonely.
The girls were very puzzled by this.
"Andrew led the werewolves of the Forbidden Forest to fight against the werewolf army led by Greyback. Both of them died, and no one survived."
The girls covered their mouths with their hands, recalling in their minds the uncle who always had a kind face these days.
Lucas looked at the stars in the sky and whispered: "May there be no werewolves in this world."
"Anything else?"
The intelligence officer continued: "Professor Snape asked me to inform you that the Spirit Purification Potion has been completed, so you can prepare for it."
A gleam flashed in Lucas' eyes.
The completion of the Spirit Purification Potion indicates that their counterattack is about to begin.
Now all they had to do was wait for Voldemort to enter the fray.
"Find a chance to tell Professor Snape to go to Potter and get him to take the potion as soon as possible."
The intelligence personnel responded and disappeared in place.
…
Hogwarts Castle.
Holding the glass bottle in his hand, Harry walked towards the Headmaster's office on the seventh floor while avoiding the flying stones around him.
By this time the Death Eaters had entered the castle. So Hogwarts, which was originally full of a quaint atmosphere, was now full of ruins.
Boom~!!
A large hole suddenly burst open in the wall in front of Harry, then a Death Eater and a member of the Order of the Phoenix flew in from outside.
In just a few seconds, the two threw two deadly spells at each other.
In the end, the Death Eater was better and won.
Witnessing the death of a partner, apart from becoming angry, Harry also secretly hated himself for not helping earlier.
"Crucio!"
The Cruciatus Curse hit the Death Eater in the back.
Taking advantage of the opponent falling to the ground, Harry hurried forward and kicked his wand aside.
"Arsehole!"
Cursing angrily, the Cruciatus Curse hit the opponent's body again.
It wasn't until the Death Eater passed out from the pain that Harry felt his anger and guilt lessen.
Putting away his wand, he turned around and continued walking towards the headmaster's office.
But just after he took two steps, he heard a sound behind him and knew he had been fooled.
Harry quickly dodged to the side, but the Death Eater's spell was faster.
"Crucio!"
The severe pain made Harry fall to the ground and he couldn't stand up for a long time.
"Hahaha~ I caught Harry Potter, I caught Harry Potter!"
The Death Eater shouted excitedly.
The sound did not attract the Order of the Phoenix, but attracted a lot of Death Eaters.
Harry looked around desperately, feeling regret for being lenient just now.
"Bastard, get the hell out of here, I caught him, and I will dedicate him to the Lord Dark personally!"
There seemed to be some infighting among the Death Eaters.
When everyone saw Harry Potter, it was as if they saw a treasure, and everyone wanted to take it for themselves.
Harry breathed a sigh of relief because it seemed that he still had a chance to escape.
Just as he was thinking about how to escape, a group of wizards carrying medieval weapons came up from downstairs.
"Avada Kedavra!" *N
It could be seen that the people in this squad were well-trained at first glance.
As soon as they showed up they killed the mob of Death Eaters in a short moment.
Harry also noticed that the Killing Curses they cast did not hit the same person twice.
"Harry Potter?"
Harry nodded and asked, "Who are you?"
"Just ignore us and keep doing what you have to do."
After speaking, the leader of the team continued to walk towards the place where the Death Eaters appeared, carrying a sword in his hand.
Harry saw it very clearly, the man did not use a wand when casting the magic, but used the sword instead.
He glanced at this enviously, stood up and walked towards the seventh floor.
Both sides in the battle quickly noticed this well-equipped and strange team.
After all, someone using swords and shields to fight in this era is quite weird even in the eyes of wizards.
But seeing this team chopping people like they were vegetables as they defeated a large number of Death Eaters. The students, professors and the Order of the Phoenix had joyful smiles on their faces.
"The support has arrived, everyone hold on for a while!"
Moody's rough voice kept ringing in the courtyard, even the surrounding explosions couldn't cover his voice.
The defenders, who were already feeling a little tired, immediately cheered up when they heard that there were reinforcements.
"Everyone please get out of the way!"
A Saint yelled to the Slytherin students around him.
Once everyone left, he drew out a golden brass pipe from his robe, and when it was completely out they realized it was a trumpet.
Under the curious eyes of everyone, the Saint member pressed the switch on the brass pipe and a dragon's roar resounded through the courtyard.
The scorching dragon's breath sprayed out more than ten meters away, and all the Death Eaters who were sprayed by the dragon's breath were melted.
Waiting until the flame died down, the Slytherins nearby moved their palms away from their ears.
"Merlin's beard, that thing was awesome!"
"Could you lend it to me to play?"
"Ahem, I'm different from them, I don't want to play, I just want to use it to kill more enemies."
The Saint member waved his hand: "This thing takes a long time to recharge after each use."
Seeing the students leave disappointed he let out a sigh of relief.
The battle in the courtyard has been joined by the Saints team, temporarily stabilizing the situation.
But at this time, the stone statues and armors on the stone bridge have been cleaned up by several giants who opened the way.
Seeing more Death Eaters swarming, Fred carried a big bag on his back: "George, it's time for us to play."
"Let's make a fuss, bro!"
George was also carrying a bag, and he handed the broomstick in his hand to Fred beside him.
The two looked at each other and smiled, and flew into the sky on their brooms.
"Look, it's Fred and George!"
In the Gryffindor Tower, Ron and a few other Weasley children were there.
Seeing the twins flying past the window, Ron asked curiously: "What are they going to do?"
"I don't know, I only know that there have been strange explosions in their joke shop in recent months, and the Ministry of Magic has received many complaints."
Percy had just finished speaking when he saw a Death Eater fly in through the window.
"Immobulus!"
Stopping the opponent in mid-air, Percy flicked his wand and the Death Eater flew out of the window again.
Ron also fought off a Death Eater. But feeling curious, he kept watching the twins in mid-air from the corner of his eye.
The Weasley twins flew over the courtyard.
Their goal was the Stone Bridge, because the things invented by the two are not very suitable for melee.
"Fret, let's get started!"
"Be careful, George!"
After the two finished talking, they parted left and right, and then took out the fireworks they made from their pockets.
Pulling out the fuse on the fireworks, they said in unison: "ready, set, fire!"
The two flew quickly along the stone bridge, one left and one right, and the fireworks were thrown to the bridge below.
"What's this? Fireworks?"
A curious Death Eater stopped in his tracks.
Looking at the burning fireworks on the ground, some people even picked them up to watch curiously.
At this moment, the fireworks suddenly exploded.
But what flew out of the small fireworks were not fireworks, but well-known spells.
Stunning Curse, Petrification Curse, Imprisonment Curse, Reductor Curse, Explosion Curse...
Different fireworks cast different spells.
The volume is different, and the number of magic spells contained is also different.
The twins, who had already flown to the end of the stone bridge, clapped their hands in the air excitedly when they saw the improved fireworks they invented worked.
"George, I think we should do it again."
"We're on the same page, and you know I feel the same way, Fred!"
The two turned their brooms and quickly flew across the bridge again.
The Death Eaters below hadn't recovered from the attack when they saw a lot of those fireworks falling from the sky again, making them feel a chill in their backs.