Chapter 597

Chapter 597: Professors who use the Killing Curse, the influence of black magic!!

"I'll come too!"

Ancient magic professor Bassida Barbling stood beside McGonagall, cleanly cast a life spell on the werewolf, and then said to McGonagall seriously: "There are eighty or ninety werewolves here, if you kill with the life spell alone, I am afraid you will also be affected by black magic." I'll share some for you so you don't have to worry too much. "

Seeing this, other professors also changed their spells one after another, using unskilled life spells to deal with the attacking werewolves.

With the screams of werewolves, more than a dozen werewolves were silent in a short time.

Suddenly the battle situation was reversed, although the werewolves were irrational, but instinctively avoided danger or knew, so after seeing a dozen of the same kind killed by the wizards on the opposite side, they made a whimpering sound, did not dare to step forward again, and even ignored the order of the werewolf leader Fenrir, and the brick retreated.

"Ahh!"

A terrified cry sounded from behind the werewolf, attracting the attention of everyone present.

But it was Draco Malfoy, who was hiding behind the door of the responsive room, who was discovered by the werewolves who were forced back by the professors, and these irrational werewolves smelled the smell of the people behind the wooden door, instantly stimulated the bloodthirsty instinct, and frantically 25 hit the wooden door, tearing the door with their claws and fangs, trying to rush in.

Malfoy was terrified against the gate, not daring to let these runaway werewolves in, or he would become a snack for these werewolves.

At the same time, he was very afraid and regretful, and he only felt that he had done a stupid thing and actually put these werewolves who liked to eat people into the castle.

"It's little Malfoy's voice!"

McGonagall heard the screams and immediately guessed his identity.

Just because she had dealt with the contradictions between Draco Malfoy and Harry countless times over the years, she was very familiar with his voice.

She hurriedly attacked these crazy werewolves and said anxiously: "We must go and save little Malfoy, we can't let him be harmed by werewolves!" "

The situation was urgent, and the professors couldn't think about why Drak Malfoy was here, and they no longer hesitated to use the Death Curse on the werewolves.

The professors finally know why dark wizards like to use the Death Spell so much, in addition to consuming a lot of mana, the conditions for casting the spell are very simple, as long as the heart is full of murderous malice, the Death Spell can be easily used, and one blow will kill.

Very addictive.

As the professors used more and more of their killing spells, they became more powerful and easier to cast.

The professors gradually became addicted to this kind of killing, and a single spell could easily take the life of a werewolf.

The professors at Hogwarts are basically elite-level wizards in the wizarding world, and their strength is naturally not to be underestimated, and with the power of the Death Curse, these werewolves are no longer their opponents at all.

Seeing this, the werewolf leader Fenrir showed a frightened expression on his face, and without saying a word, he turned around and fled desperately towards the rear, directly crashing through the glass window of the corridor and jumping from the high castle.

Seeing this, the other werewolves also rushed to the window, constantly dodging the death curse behind them, and fled out.

There are also werewolves, obviously remembering the route they came from before, desperately crashing and biting the door of the demand room, trying to avoid these murderous wizards, but they were directly hit by the life curse, accompanied by the screams of wolves, and lost their lives one by one.

The professors' eyes were full of killing intent and pleasure, and after continuous killing, each of them used at least dozens of life spells, and in order to be able to protect the students, they even took the initiative to hypnotize themselves and fill their minds with negative and murderous intent

Looking at the werewolf corpses all over the ground, the professors stopped, and McGonagall noticed that something was wrong with her emotions and hurriedly cast a sobering spell on herself, but it obviously didn't have much effect.

The evil thoughts in the brain are like a cloud of ink in clear water, although they try their best to collect it, but it is still easy to pollute the entire clear water.

"Oooo

A whimpering sound like a dog came from the corner, attracting everyone's attention, it was a lone werewolf.

Looking at this werewolf that seemed to be frightened, the professors surrounded it, and all the wands in their hands were pointed at it.

"What to do with it?"

Some red-eyed Professor Barbling asked McGonagall, wand in her hand.

McGonagall resisted the urge to kill the werewolf and said, "You can bundle it up and put it in the demand room, and then deal with it." "

He said and conjured a very thick iron chain and wrapped it around the werewolf.

"Roar!"

The werewolf suddenly revealed a fierce bloodthirsty gaze and bit towards McGonagall

As soon as he jumped into the air, the werewolf was hit by a green beam of light and fell directly.

McGonagall, who withdrew her wand, looked at the dead werewolf, her face was not happy, but frowned and looked at the professors, reminding: "Our current situation is not very good, we have used the killing curse so many times in a short time, and now there are negative emotions in my head, which is very dangerous." You can't use it anymore, otherwise it's easy to fall into darkness. "

"That's right, I'm full of very bad thoughts in my head now, it seems that a voice is tempting me, and when I killed the werewolf just now, I actually felt very happy, this is terrible!"

Professor Sinista said with a look of fear.

Then he turned his head to look at the werewolf corpse lying on the ground, his face turned white, and the wand in his hand almost fell off.

"Merlin, is this what we did? I killed so many people! "

"Aurora, don't be ashamed, they are all Voldemort's minions."

McGonagall patted Sinista's shoulder and said, "These werewolves are Fenrir's men, they love to eat people, and if we don't solve them, the children downstairs will become their rations!" And even if you are lucky enough to be bitten or scratched, you are likely to turn into a werewolf. In that case, your life will be ruined! "

Suddenly, a phoenix that has been beautiful appeared in mid-air, hovering above them and making a pleasant song, with the power of purifying negative emotions and inspiring courage in their voices, making everyone feel that their hearts were full of light, and negative emotions dissipated into the air.

"Is this Phoenix Fox?"

Everyone who was purified looked at the phoenix hovering above their heads in surprise and asked gratefully.

"It's Peter's Phoenix."

McGonagall shook her head and said with a sad expression, "Dumbledore's Phoenix disappeared after his death and may have left. "

The phoenix's high-pitched, loud cry, pleasant as music chirped with a healing power, eased McGonagall's grief-stricken mood.

"Thank you, Field, I'm better."

McGonagall said gratefully to the phoenix, then swept the werewolf corpse on the ground aside with a wave of her wand, then came to the broken wooden door of the room of demand and shouted inside, "Mr. Malfoy, you can come out, there are no ruthless people here." "

Hearing the silence outside, and Professor McGonagall's familiar and serious voice, Draco, who cowered behind the door in horror, finally quietly turned to look out through the crack in the door.

Then I saw Professor McGonagall and the other professors with serious faces.

Outside the castle, withdrawing his gaze to the eighth floor, Peter sneered and looked at Voldemort and said, "It seems that your wolf cubs don't seem to have any effect." Is this your revenge? Voldemort. "

Voldemort dodged a bolt of lightning, shot a desperate spell at Peter, and said fiercely: "Don't be proud, Peter York, you can't kill me, and I can't kill you." In the future, we have time to deal with it, if you want to play, I can play with you forever! "

"Don't! Why do I sound so awkward to you. "

Peter waved his hand in disgust and said, "I don't want to be remembered by someone like you, otherwise I'll have nightmares." "

"But we can try to make a deal."

Peter said with a grin, casually summoning a crimson flame, "You should be familiar with this Nirvana fire, as long as you don't come to the school to trouble me in the future, I can give it to you to help you have the Phoenix Immortal Body!" How is it? "