CH: 32 Chaotic Reunion

"Lupin!" Snape's face, which had previously appeared grief-stricken, suddenly lit up with excitement.

With a steady stride, Snape gently drew his wand and advanced towards Lupin.

"Stop!" the goblin Pedro bellowed, his cold gaze fixed on Snape. "This is Pedro's private medical room, and no one is allowed to harm anyone here! If you wish to duel, wait until we we are outside."

Snape's somber eyes seemed to recall something unpleasant. He turned away from Pedro and proceeded forward, paying no mind to anyone else.

Unfortunately for Pedro, who stood at a mere height of 1.3 meters, he was promptly pushed aside by his head, stumbling and appearing highly embarrassed under Anton's perplexed gaze.

"I'll kill you!" Pedro roared furiously, and with a loud bang, he swiftly moved and positioned himself in front of Snape.

His flushed face clearly displayed his intense anger. "Leave!"

However, due to his short stature, Pedro could only stare at Snape's abdomen. Snape paid him no attention, his eyes fixed on the pale face before him. "Lupin!"

Waving his wand, Snape exclaimed, "Incendio!"

Boom!

A massive magic-weave shield descended from the sky, crashing into the wooden floor, blocking Lupin's face and causing Snape's spell to dissipate into the air.

Pedro snapped his fingers, and the light-emitting device in the corner of the hall sprang to life.

In an instant, Pedro transformed into a towering figure, standing at two meters tall, with fingers as thick as a giant dragon's toes. His magical power surged, "This is your final warning, Snape. Leave!"

Pedro's eyes brimmed with vigilance, yet he refrained from making the first move against Snape.

Not because he held any principles. Snape's reputation in the Wizarding world had reached its zenith during the Dark Lord's reign.

Although Pedro refused to admit that Snape was the Dark Lord's most trusted servant, the dark wizards and intelligent creatures in the Wizarding world knew the truth!

Everyone feared him!

This individual had no moral code. Besides eliminating wizards for the Dark Lord, he also targeted dark wizards.

He showed no mercy, even to his own kind!

"Lupin must die today, and if you wish to stop me..." Snape's cold gaze swept over Pedro. "Master Pedro, I will have to be impolite."

"Impossible!" Pedro stood tall and heroically. With one hand holding up a large shield, a multitude of magic symbols materialize around his other hand. "If you wish to harm my patient, you'll have to step over my lifeless body first."

In the corner of the hall...

Fiennes chuckled let out a soft chuckle. "Pedro had no choice but to do this. He bound himself with an 'Unbreakable Oath' to you. If Lupin perishes, so does he."

Anton pursed his lips and fixed his gaze on the two adversaries. "Teacher, do you think my Protego Maxima spell can withstand his Avada Kedavra Curse?"

Fiennes was taken aback.

"Are you out of your mind?" Fiennes exclaimed, his voice filled with a mix of disbelief and disappointment. "I thought you secretly learned so much from me. You're so clever, yet you fail to assess the situation?"

Anton shook his head, a somber expression on his face. "There are things that can be done and things that cannot," he said, his voice filled with a sense of resignation.

Although this sentence was spoken in English, Fiennes claimed not to understand it. Nevertheless, yet he anxiously looked at Anton and tried to persuade him, "Don't be foolish. That's Snape!"

"You're just a young wizard who's barely learned a few spells. You don't know a damn thing," Fiennes said, his tone laced with frustration and concern.

Boom!

Shhhhhh.

The battle draws near in an instant, with curses flickering, one filled with murderous intent, the other trapped with no way out, unleashing the most ferocious spells.

After a while, cracks began to appear all over the room.

Within the house expanded by the Traceless Stretching Charm, everything trembled.

It felt like a bubble on the verge of bursting.

"Protego Maxima!"

Anton swiftly cast two consecutive Shield charms to shield himself and Anna.

Magical spells exploded nearby, causing furniture fragments to fly around, colliding with the Shield charm and creating ripples.

He calmly observed the intense battle and suddenly waved his wand towards the wooden floor. "Protego!"

Snape's Expulso Curse soared through the air, striking the light blue shield on the wooden floor with a resounding bang, shattering and rendering the Protego spell ineffective.

But!

The wood floors remained unscathed!

It could withstand the attack!

Anton felt an instant surge of energy, his mind racing as he contemplated how to break the stalemate.

In that moment, Lupin emitted a piercing roar, his body covered in thick wolf fur, his legs elongating, and his head contorting.

Anton's arms sprung into action. Anna, who had awakened without his knowledge, broke free from his grasp and desperately rushed towards the passage across the hall.

Fiennes, filled with despair, gazed at Anton, who was on the verge of taking action, and began to float amidst various spells in the air. "Hahaha, there's no hope for you. The little brat will surely meet his demise. He was my last hope. No, no. You shall die too, come with me, come with me!"

The hall descended into chaos.

At this moment, Anton wished there was a magic spell that could bring calm to everyone in the room.

This is madness!

Pedro had already lost his sanity, his eyes bloodshot as he bellowed, "Fight for the goblins, you human butchers! You killed my parents, slaughtered my kin, and exterminated so many of my people. I want you all to die, die!"

The goblin's magic spells differed from those of wizards, following their own unique patterns.

A purple-skinned goblin, resembling a robotic figure, materialized behind Pedro, boasting five heads and ten arms, wielding a colossal longbow.

Kill Fiennes, kill Snape, kill Lupin, kill Anton, kill Anna.

Fiennes threw himself into the path of the goblin one moment, and Snape the next, causing him to tremble and be struck by an arrow.

Snape brandished his wand, conjuring a cloud of yellow light, causing Fiennes to scream and flee in retreat.

He engaged in battle with the goblin once more.

After Lupin transformed into a werewolf, his resistance to magic spells became incredibly high, with the spells only managing to draw a little blood on his skin. He frantically tore at the adhesive cage like a wild beast, roaring furiously.

Meanwhile, the gelatin-spewing contraption had a sharp edge and was emitting smoke, indicating that it wouldn't last much longer.

Anton and Anna faced a more challenging situation.

With a single arrow, the Protego spell quivered as if on the verge of shattering.

Before the second arrow could be released, Snape's Petrification spell took effect.

"Protego Totalum! Protego Horribilis!"

Anton clenched his teeth and swiftly rushed towards Anna. In this dire situation, he felt an uncontrollable urge to protect the young girl from harm.

The entire house shrieked with a piercing sound, twisting and violently shaking.

Finally, Anton grabbed Anna's hand and exclaimed, "Are you out of your mind?!"

Anna stood firm, her gaze unwavering, "The Time-turner is at stake, I can't let it be destroyed!"

"Is it truly that important?" Anton questioned, filled with disbelief.

Gritting her teeth, Anna looked at Anton with determination, her eyes filled with unwavering resolve. "It's more important than my own life!" she declared, her words echoing with conviction.

Taking a deep breath, Anton nodded, "Let's go!"

The two of them hurried to the workshop. The walls were cracked with runes, and debris of wood and stones were flying in all directions. Anton could only cast the Protego charm repeatedly, both on himself and Anna.

After casting the spell numerous times, he felt as if his head was about to split open.

The ground had been shattered, with some pieces lifted up and other areas collapsing into dark cavities.

Anna stumbled towards the nearby shelf, ripped off a suitcase, and struggled to open it. She then exerted all her strength to drag the massive eight-meter-high machine.

But it wouldn't budge.

"No, no!" Anna tugged with all her might, her small body trembling, and tears welling up in her eyes.

Looking up at Anton with pleading eyes filled with despair, she implored, "Please, help me!"

Anton felt a sharp, needle-like pain in his mind, forcefully shook his head, and pulled Anna away.

"No, it mustn't break!" Anna screamed, her voice muffled as Anton pressed her against his chest.

"Protego Totalum! Protego Horribilis!"

Finally, releasing the Protego charm provided Anton with a slight sense of relief.

He waved his wand once more and exclaimed, "Wingardium Leviosa!."

Anton groaned, feeling as if his head was on the verge of exploding.

He waved his wand with great effort, and the colossal eight-meter behemoth seamlessly folded into the suitcase. He gingerly picked up the wand as the suitcase closed on its own and floated forward.

Anna quickly opened her arms and embraced it tightly.

"Thank you!" Anna exclaimed with excitement and planted a kiss on Anton's cheek.

"!!!" Anton's widened in surprise.