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Chapter 771: The Werewolf Bill
Chapter 771: The Werewolf Bill
The battle commenced abruptly, and its conclusion was equally swift.
Before Newt could even draw his wand, the werewolf wizards in the vicinity lost their ability to resist.
As calm returned to the surroundings, the forest came alive, and even the ground was devoid of any space to stand, forcing Kyle and Newt to perch precariously on sturdy tree roots.
A multitude of twisted roots and trunks entangled the werewolf wizards' bodies, resembling an ill-tasting fruit hanging from the trees when viewed from a distance.
"Incredible," Newt said, gazing up at the trees that had expanded to at least five or six times their original size. "Is this the spell you learned from Ravenclaw?"
"Sort of," Kyle replied. "The Plant Expansion Charm, originally invented by Helga Hufflepuff to protect Hogwarts, also led to the creation of the Forbidden Forest... But at that time, the forest was just a prototype, much smaller than it is now."
"Amazing," Newt said, patting the nearby tree root.
Typically, the Expansion Charm, while capable of enlarging plants, also tends to disperse their vitality. The larger the plant, the thinner and more fragile its surface becomes, without any change in weight.
Unlike the Expansion Charm Newt was familiar with, these tree roots exuded vitality and vigor, as if they were naturally growing.
But could ordinary pine trees grow this large? As big as a wheel, at least Newt had never seen one like this.
"Actually, this spell is best used in conjunction with the Devil's Web," Kyle said.
"The Devil's Web?" Newt asked, puzzled. "Is there a difference?"
"Of course," Kyle replied. "With the Devil's Web, its vines will actively wrap around nearby creatures as they expand, so I don't have to exert myself directing them. It saves a lot of energy."
Kyle extended his wand-holding hand, and Newt could clearly see it trembling slightly, with a thin layer of sweat forming on his forehead.
"Why did you insist on using this method?" Newt was even more perplexed. "Dealing with these werewolf wizards shouldn't be that difficult, right?"
"But this is the coolest way to do it," Kyle blurted out, excitement in his voice. "I've been wanting to try this for a while, but never had the chance."
"Okay, fine," Newt said with a smile, shaking his head.
To be honest, when the forest came to life, it was indeed impressive. If it were fifty years ago, he would have been tempted to learn it himself.
This spell was perfect for use in the forest, not only avoiding damage to trees or the environment, but also enhancing their vitality. Nothing could be better than this.
The forest was the place he had visited the most in his youth.
However, nowadays, he rarely ventured out. Apart from his age, the transportation departments of other countries' Ministries of Magic had become increasingly efficient, making it harder for him to sneak in using Floo Network or Portkeys.
"Alright, let's get down to business," Newt sighed, approaching a werewolf wizard entangled in vines. "How are they doing? Are they dead?"
"No... I don't think so," Kyle said, but his tone lacked certainty.
"At first, I could control it, but as the number increased, it became unmanageable. I could only prevent them from attacking our own people."
Ever since his last visit to the Department of Mysteries, Kyle had been very mindful, trying to avoid incurring blood debts by killing wizards.
When fighting Death Eaters, restraining himself would put him at a disadvantage. Usually, he would rely on the magical creatures in his trunk to assist.
Like the last time in the tower, when he used the Fiendfyre, it was the Nundu who finished off the Death Eater.
As they spoke, a sound resembling a cat's meow, albeit deeper, emanated from a nearby tree.
The Nundu first scratched its claws on the massive branch, then rubbed its head against Newt's palm.
"Ah, it's you," Newt said, happily stroking its large head.
The Nundu's blue eyes turned to Kyle, and it nodded vigorously.
In fact, Newt already knew the answer. The Nundu was not a creature that enjoyed quietness; it surely preferred the freedom of roaming with Kyle over the confined life in the trunk.
The Nundu rubbed against Newt again, then moved to Kyle's side, letting out a soft call.
"Six of them... You finished them off... Amazing..."
Kyle smiled, taking out a piece of meat with bones from the trunk and feeding it to the Nundu.
"Make do with this for now, and I'll roast a pig leg for you later."
The Nundu's blue eyes lit up, and it took the meat, jumping to the side.
"Kyle, what's going on?" Newt asked, puzzled, standing next to them. "Six of them, finished off, what do you mean?"
"Oh, the Nundu finished off six werewolf wizards," Kyle explained. "So, I didn't kill them."
After that, Kyle briefly explained the matter of blood debts.
Upon hearing his explanation, Newt was dumbfounded, standing there speechless for a while.
Wow, having magical creatures finish off enemies, only Kyle could come up with such a mind-boggling move, and of course, only he could pull it off.
Newt also thought of something else.
He was, of course, aware of the concept of 'blood debt', but he had never paid much heed to it. After all, in the era he lived, no wizard could guarantee they would never face danger. Just look at Grindelwald, who had single-handedly sparked a war across Europe. You either kill your enemy or die yourself; it was unavoidable.
The same could be said for the Wizarding War initiated by Voldemort over a decade ago; it was an unavoidable occurrence.
Unconsciously, his gaze drifted towards Kyle.
Who would have thought that after the war, a wizard who would readily use the Inferno Curse to scorch the earth would have magic as clean as a blank sheet of paper?
In a way, this was also a terrifying thought... Thankfully, the person before him was Kyle. If it were anyone else, it would be hard to say what Newt might do.
"Don't ever say such things to anyone else," Newt couldn't help but remind him.
"Don't worry, I know," Kyle said with a smile. This was definitely something to keep confidential, and he certainly wouldn't go around advertising it.
Kyle took two steps forward and approached the werewolf wizard leader.
The Catoblepas had two different innate abilities. With its blue eyes, it could perform Legilimency, seeing through the thoughts at the bottom of its prey's heart. But when its eyes turned purple, its Legilimency ability transformed into a hypnotic power, a unique attack method of the Catoblepas.
The werewolf wizard had been hypnotized by the Catoblepas and was now snoring loudly in his sleep, oblivious to the fact that everything around him was about to be turned upside down.
At this moment, the Catoblepas finished its meat and jumped over.
Kyle extended his wand, and a column of water suddenly drenched the other wizard's head.
"Pfft... Damn it... Who... Who..."
The werewolf wizard woke up with a start, only to find his body entangled by a thick tree branch. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move.
And the wizard who had just drenched him with water was the same one he had considered his prey moments ago.
His memories gradually resurfaced, and he finally remembered what had just happened.
The fact that they were still standing here unharmed proved that everyone else had been...
"Damn it, I'll kill you!" The werewolf wizard's eyes turned red, and he let out a series of roars, struggling to bite Kyle's neck.
Kyle took a step back in disgust.
"Don't get worked up. Otherwise, I don't mind switching to someone else for questioning."
The Catoblepas also stepped forward in a timely manner, baring its sharp teeth.
5X's threat of magical creatures was quite effective. The innate fear it inspired caused the werewolf wizard to immediately shut his mouth.
He glared at Kyle with resentment.
"Who are you, really?"
"Friends of Lupin," Kyle said. "Remus Lupin. Do you remember him? The person you almost killed recently. He used to be my Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and we had a pretty good relationship."
"He's a traitor to the werewolves and deserves to die!"
"In fact, I don't care what you think of him," Kyle said, wagging his finger. "Whether he's a traitor to the werewolves or a friend, it's none of my business, and I don't care to get involved.
"But you almost killed him... As his friends, we're definitely going to help him get revenge. That's reasonable, right?"
"Ha, friends?" As if he had heard a funny joke, the other wizard couldn't help but snicker. Then his laughter grew louder and louder, until tears of laughter streamed down his face.
"Do you think I'm an innocent child who doesn't know the ways of the world? Using such a poor excuse, friends? Ha! Don't joke around. Werewolves never have friends!
"Just say it straight, what's your real purpose? Oh, and please don't tell any more jokes, or you'll just make yourself look stupid."
Kyle fell silent for a moment, choosing not to offer further explanations.
"Okay, if that's how you feel."
"Then, as you said before, I'll ask, and you'll answer. If your answers satisfy me, I can let you die a little more comfortably."
"That's fair," the werewolf wizard smirked. "But I refuse. Go ahead and use whatever tricks you have, but you won't get any information from me."
"Don't say it like that, making me sound like some kind of villain."
Kyle thought for a moment before asking, "Then, the first question: What's your name, and who sent you to attack Lupin?"
"I told you, you won't get anything from me..."
Before the werewolf wizard could finish his sentence, the Catoblepas let out a whimper.
Kyle nodded, "Oh, Axilus? So, he's the one commanding you werewolves now, right?"
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A flash of panic crossed the werewolf wizard's eyes. "What are you talking about? I don't know anything, and I don't recognize any Axilus!"
"Your lying skills are really not up to par," Kyle said indifferently. "And for a group of werewolves to be commanded by a wizard... Tsk tsk, I have to say, Jormann, you're far inferior to Greyback."
"Damn it... How do you know my name, and you..."
Kyle waved his hand, cutting him off, and continued asking on his own, "Where is Axilus now?"
"I said, I won't..."
"Oh, Spider Tail Alley. So, that's where you received the task to kill Lupin."
"You, you..." Jormann's panic turned into fear.
It was as if, when facing the Dark Lord, everything about him was laid bare.
"Are there many Death Eaters there? Is the Dark Lord there as well?" Kyle continued his questioning.
This time, Jormann chose to remain silent. However, even so, the fear in his voice did not subside.
"Only Axilus?
"How could you be so incompetent that you can't even infiltrate the Death Eaters' headquarters?"
Jormung finally sensed something amiss.
"Legilimency!" His voice turned hoarse, "Damn it, you're a natural-born Legilimens!"
Since Kyle hadn't cast a spell, he didn't initially consider Legilimency. But with this mind-reading ability, it could only be Legilimency.
As he regained his composure, he wanted to close his eyes, but Kyle simply waved his hand, and his eyelids seemed stuck, unable to move no matter what.
"Don't worry, it'll be fine soon." Kyle continued, "Do you have any other plans, or other werewolf accomplices?"
Jormung struggled to control himself from thinking about these, but he failed.
"There's another one hiding in Knockturn Alley, attempting to attack Diagon Alley shops at a critical moment, thereby causing chaos, right?" Kyle whispered.
Come to think of it, if Legilimency is so easily disrupted, then what's the point of learning Occlumency?
Jormung completely gave up struggling, staring blankly at Kyle.
"Since you already know, then kill me."
Kyle patted the Catoblepas' head and turned to look at Newt, seeking his opinion.
"Oh, don't mind me." Newt, who was observing the surrounding tree roots, raised his head and said, "They're the ones you captured, so it's up to you to decide."
"Did Professor Dumbledore say anything before we set off?"
"How do you know it was Dumbledore who sent me?" Newt asked.
"Isn't it obvious?" Kyle said.
If it wasn't Dumbledore, Newt, who had been living in his own trunk for days, how could he possibly abandon these magical creatures and come to this Black Forest?
Here.
"Alright, it was indeed him who sent me." Newt said, "Dumbledore didn't say anything before we left, but he was very supportive of Mr. Lupin. When we chatted, he also mentioned that hatred shouldn't be allowed to continue."
Kyle took a deep breath and, after a moment of silence, raised his wand.
The branches binding the werewolf Jormung automatically separated, and his entire body fell to the ground with a thud.
Without any hesitation, Jormung got up and pounced towards Kyle's neck.
However, in the next second...
"Fiendfyre!"
A scorching wind blew onto Jormung, as if sensing something, and his body froze, stopping one foot away from Kyle, unable to take another step forward no matter what.
It was his instinct resisting his decision.
Jormung gasped for breath, turning his stiff neck with force, and then he saw a scene he would never forget in his life.
The forest behind him...was empty, as if trampled by a Fire Giant repeatedly, and all the trees turned into ashes within seconds, leaving only a wide area still burning with flames.
"Stay here, you must not step out of the Black Forest before the war ends, understand?" Kyle asked calmly.
But in Jormung's eyes, his voice sounded like a demon's whisper, as if there was no other option but to agree.
After all, in the face of such a large-scale fire magic, even if they turned into werewolves on the night of the full moon, they probably wouldn't last more than two seconds.
"Also, no matter what method you use, inform the other werewolves that as long as we achieve some merit in this war, I'll help push for the Werewolf Bill."
"Werewolf Bill?" Jormung seemed to have regained control of his body and couldn't help but ask, "What is this?"
"It was initially proposed by Lupin, a proposal targeting werewolves." Kyle said, "However, including me, everyone doesn't think it will pass."
"What exactly is it?" Jormung asked eagerly.
"In simple terms, he wants werewolf children under eleven years old to attend school and live under the sun."
Oh, by the way, it's just werewolf children under eleven years old, and you guys."
Jormung's cold laughter.
"It's impossible, wizards can't accept us, even if they're just children, you're lying to me."
Kyle shrugged, "What do you have that's worth my lie, even if I'm covered in rags, I'd still be too dirty... Is that considered clothing?"
This statement was quite harsh, but Jormung didn't mind at all, just repeating the same sentence.
"It's impossible..."
"It's difficult, so we need to see your performance in this war." Kyle continued, "If you insist on helping the Death Eaters, recklessly attacking wizards and Muggles, then this bill will definitely not pass. Even if Dumbledore helps, it won't work."
"So, if we help you, will that work?" Jormung asked.
"How should I put it..." Kyle thought for a moment, "If you turn against the Death Eaters, the chances of passing will probably increase from zero to one percent."
Just one percent?
Jormung didn't speak but let out a self-mocking laugh.
If it was half an hour ago, when Kyle said this, he would definitely consider it a provocation and then rush forward to kill the other party without hesitation.
Of course, it's the information now, but what does that matter? He felt the scorching air behind him and the crackling sounds, and he didn't even have the thought of resisting.
"Alright, that's it." Kyle waved his wand again, extinguishing the remaining flames. "Remember, don't ever think of leaving the Black Forest. If you let me see you again, I won't be as nice as I am today."
(End of Chapter)
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