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Chapter 1647: A War Without Victors (Ninety-Seven)
Chapter 1647: A War Without Victors (Ninety-Seven)
Upon hearing Gawain's shout, the room fell into an eerie silence. Aurors leaped from their seats, checking their equipment and preparing to rush to the crime scene to capture the werewolf.
This was a routine they had honed while dealing with Inferi. Even the newcomers displayed exceptional combat readiness.
"The first werewolf attack has occurred. There is one known werewolf that appeared in the old Charlie's neighborhood. Nearby residents heard its howls and reported the incident. It is known to have bitten several vagrants to death and sparked a small riot. The Memory Charm team has been dispatched to the location."
"Dex, take your team and leave immediately. If possible, try to capture it alive. If not, kill it directly, but be sure to prioritize your safety and beware of potential ambushes," Gawain quickly instructed Dex, signaling for him to depart.
"Leave it to me, Chief," Dex replied, his chest puffed out with pride at the responsibility entrusted to him. He did not seem daunted by the threat of werewolves.
Ever since Kingsley's attack, the Aurors at the Ministry had been studying how to deal with werewolves. Dex was confident in his team, certain that as long as they didn't encounter any major unforeseen circumstances, they would succeed in their mission.
Indeed, things unfolded just as Dex had anticipated. They swiftly apparated near the old Charlie's neighborhood and, using the Dark Magic Detector purchased from Albert, conducted a blanket search from mid-air, quickly locating and subduing the transformed werewolf. They easily overpowered and captured it, bringing it back to the Ministry. Dex's team's valiant capture of the werewolf undoubtedly boosted morale.
This wasn't surprising, as Dex's team comprised elite Aurors. When they had a specific target, dealing with a single werewolf was not a daunting task. Most importantly, they leveraged this victory to lift everyone's spirits and dispel the fear that werewolves were invincible.
As the overworked employees laid eyes on the werewolf bound like a zongzi dumpling, their previous trepidation faded.
During their break, Dex enthusiastically recounted the process of capturing the werewolf, his exuberance causing him to spray spittle as he spoke, much to the eye-rolling of his colleagues.
It was just the capture of a werewolf, after all.
He was making it sound like a monumental feat that no one else could accomplish.
Nonetheless, there was no doubt that Dex and his team had set a positive precedent.
What caught everyone off guard was that the subsequent events did not unfold as expected. Werewolf attacks did not suddenly spring up across Britain as anticipated.
After the first werewolf attack, the room fell into an eerie silence once more, as if the previous incident had been an anomaly.
Throughout the night, aside from the initial unfortunate victim, the Ministry captured two more werewolves. One had taken refuge in a dense forest, its howls attracting Muggle attention.
As everyone knew, there were no wild wolves in Britain, so the Aurors arrived on the scene after the police and quickly captured the werewolf hiding in the forest.
The third werewolf appeared in a deserted town in Ireland, where a nearby wizard had contacted the Ministry upon hearing its howls to ensure his safety.
However, all signs indicated that these three werewolves were not under the control of a Dark wizard and were likely just ordinary werewolves.
After all, not all werewolves had become Voldemort's pawns in the Battle of Hogwarts a few months ago.
It wasn't unusual for a few werewolves to surface.
But the Ministry's overzealous response now threatened to make them a laughingstock, placing them in an awkward position.
However, the Aurors who had pulled an all-nighter breathed a collective sigh of relief.
Even the most seasoned Aurors dreaded facing a horde of werewolves, as they were all too aware of the terrifying consequences of being bitten.
Kingsley, who had also spent a sleepless night, received a report from the Auror Office Director and suddenly felt a sense of foreboding.
While Kingsley considered the possibility of the prophecy being inaccurate, the man's track record of near-perfect predictions compelled him to remain vigilant.
Countless incidents had taught Kingsley that placing a little extra trust in Albert could do no harm.
Just because it hadn't happened yet didn't mean it didn't exist! Those "pure-bloods" who had sided with Voldemort probably anticipated the Ministry's actions tonight and were lying low to avoid premature exposure.
A group of enemies lurking in the shadows was undoubtedly more challenging to deal with than those out in the open. Moreover, when the crisis erupted, it would likely surpass everyone's imagination.
Indeed, Kingsley's suspicions were not entirely unfounded, though the situation differed somewhat from what he expected.
At that moment, in a hidden dungeon somewhere in Britain, an exceedingly evil transformation was quietly taking place.
The werewolves the Aurors had anxiously awaited all night were being mass-produced by a group of Death Eaters in disguise.
The method of creating werewolves was simple: they let the werewolf bite Muggles.
Usually, Muggles bitten by werewolves did not transform; they simply perished.
Wounds inflicted by werewolf bites were challenging to heal through conventional means, and Muggles rarely survived a werewolf attack.
However, this was not an issue here. Drawing from their experience of mass-producing Inferi, these Dark wizards had devised a method to mass-produce werewolves.
They secretly brought large numbers of Muggle vagrants and impoverished individuals to their new hideout during the period before the full moon. Then, during the full moon when the werewolf transformed, they had it bite off one of the captives' fingers.
Yes, the Death Eaters had the controlled werewolf bite off the fingers of the captured Muggles. This was never a difficult task, and even if the werewolf was uncontrolled, the Death Eaters could use Imperius-ed Muggles to offer their fingers to the werewolf's mouth.
When the werewolf's saliva mixed with the victim's blood, the unfortunate soul whose finger had been bitten off would be thoroughly infected and transformed into a werewolf.
Since only the finger was injured, it was easy to stop the bleeding with a mixture of silver powder and agrimony.
And thus, a living werewolf was created.
The loss of a finger was of no consequence to these mass-produced werewolves, who were merely expendable pawns in the Death Eaters' eyes, meant to cause trouble for the Ministry.
If they died, the Death Eaters would simply make more, for Europe had no shortage of impoverished individuals to prey upon. They could take as many as they pleased.
(End of Chapter)
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