Chapter 1069 panicinAnfield (Part 1)

  Amidst the cheers of the mountains and the tsunami, Harry heard the stern wolf howl, which they didn't hear in other stadiums yesterday, and he immediately became alert.

   "Arrange defensive nets." Calvin's voice came through the badge on their chests. All Aurors present took out their wands and pointed them at the sky. Soon a transparent cover began to shroud the court.

  There was a problem with the TV relay signal at this time, and there were a lot of snowflakes on the screen, but the audience at the scene did not notice any abnormality.

   "Turn off the lights and announce the end of the game." Harry also said to the badge, but after a few seconds, the stadium lights did not turn off, and the broadcast did not announce the end of the game.

  He immediately walked towards the main console.

  When he came to the back of the stands, the sight glass immediately began to flicker, and he looked towards the entrance light, and four people in rags were smiling grimly at him.

   "All petrochemicals!"

His curse was easily bounced back by one of them with the armor curse, and the other three were transforming. Harry immediately used the Transfiguration Curse at the entrance of the stand. The entrance was blocked by the railing, and the people on the stand could not get out. These werewolves don't want to go in either.

   Then he began to run desperately, the three werewolves chased up, and another untransformed werewolf used a smashing spell on the stadium pillar.

  At first, Anfield Stadium only had one level of stands. Later, in order to accommodate more spectators, a second level of stands was added. When these pillars were destroyed, the stands on the second floor would collapse.

  But Harry couldn't stop him, because Harry couldn't take care of himself, he could only wave his wand and closed one entrance after another.

The fans near the door found something unusual and were about to ask through the railing. The werewolves who smelled human flesh changed their direction and rushed towards them with a grin. Werewolves, they cannot enter the court.

  The people working in bars and food stores behind the stands were not so lucky. They became the targets of werewolf attacks and screamed endlessly.

  Harry wanted to save them, but Blaise Zabini rushed to the shops with his men.

"Killing Curse."

   Waves of green light pointed at the werewolves, and they died before they even had time to whine.

  Harry looked at the cruel smiles on the faces of the "Snow Wolves" and couldn't tell who was more like a monster, but he still said to Blaise, "Someone over there is destroying the pillars under the stands to stop them."

   Then he left, but he was forced back by the werewolves before he had gone far, and they broke into the stands before the Aurors closed the entrance to the stands.

  The players who were playing noticed the commotion in the stands. They stopped running without being reminded by anyone. The experienced fans jumped from the stands to the court and then looked back to see what happened behind them.

"Snapped."

  The headlights of the stadium were turned off, and the stadium was plunged into darkness. The screams in the dark were more terrifying than when the situation could be clearly seen, and the fear was spreading at an alarming rate.

   "Good evening, ladies and gentlemen." A hoarse voice with a cruel smile sounded on the court. "I think you must be curious about what attacked you. We are the messengers of the Crescent Moon God. Look at the sky."

  Many people raised their heads and looked towards the sky. With the strong wind, the clouds in the sky were blown away a lot, and a bright full moon hung in the sky.

   "Look at it, how beautiful it is." The cruel voice said intoxicated.

  The moonlight gave the dark court a little light, but that was only a little, and this little light was only enough to illuminate the monsters' figures.

  Muggles are not unfamiliar to werewolves, such as the big bad wolf that ate Little Red Riding Hood’s grandmother, but it’s just a scary fairy tale, designed to scare disobedient children.

  Now looking at the white teeth, hard hair, and green eyes, even an adult man couldn't help but screamed carefully.

   Calvin pointed his wand at himself, and shouted with the amplifying curse, "All humans, come on the court at once!"

He did not say what to do with the spectators on the second floor and higher stands, which happened to be the most chaotic place. The entrance was blocked by werewolves. It was unrealistic to jump down to the first floor stands. Some Aurors put away their wands and rode When he came to these floors with flying broomsticks, he changed a slide to let the audience slide down the slide. Then he took out his gun and shot them to death with silver bullets coated with aconitum.

  When the gunfire sounded, the police also reacted, aiming the allotted silver bullets at the monsters, and the citizens, under their cover, followed the slide to the court safely.

   "Attention everyone!" A blond man stood on the billboard and shouted "Which one of you has served!"

  A group of young people in the stadium approached him in a muddle manner, and a policeman came over to talk to him.

  At this time, the fireworks bombs of the stadium were ignited, and those bright and brilliant sparks exploded in the air.

   "I know, these fireworks were originally used by you to celebrate the championship." The cruel voice said, "But I don't want to wait until that day."

The anti-phantom manifestation curse was cast on the stadium, which means that neither the werewolves nor the Aurors can apparate into the stadium, but the Stanley Park and the streets around the stadium can. The fans were originally gathered outside the stadium and were chased by the werewolves. Panic spread from Anfield on the outskirts of the city to the city center.

  The broadcast of the game stopped, and the fans in the bar also went to the street. They didn't know what happened. They only saw the fireworks set off in the direction of the stadium, and the night sky was drawn under an almost full silver moon.

   After returning to her stand, Pomona used the summoning ring to call Severus. If he didn't show up at this time, then she was divorced.

But before she could chant the spell, Severus took her hand and rushed away from the panicked people into the relatively spacious court. Then he hugged her and turned into a cloud of black smoke. The main console.

  After breaking through the glass of the console, they fell to the ground, and the long-haired man with his legs cocked and contentedly broadcasting stood up alertly.

  He seems to be in his forties, and his face has left traces of hard life, but he did not sharpen his fingernails like Fenrir Greyback in order to imitate the look of a wolf.

   "Are you Krum Crouch?" Severus asked.

"who are you?"

  Severus sneered, "How does it feel to be a wolf without saving the leader?"

   Krum Crouch rubbed his nose.

   "I remember this smell, you are the person who appeared in Beihai."

  Pomona took the Devil Net in her hand.

   "Do you think that without the Dark Lord, you can do whatever you want?" Severus pulled on his robe, looking arrogant and arrogant.

   "Kingsley is a kind man." Krum smiled sinisterly. "I like his kindness."

   "Indeed." Severus smiled weirdly. "So that kind minister gave us all the dirty work."

  The smile on Krum's face disappeared.

  “The reason why someone’s hands are kept clean is because someone else does the dirty work for him. Kingsley Shackler is such a ‘good guy’.”

   "What about you? What are you?"

  Severus kept smiling, no one knew what he was thinking, when the sound of fighting came from the door.

   "I can let you go, but I have one condition." Severus said, "Can you make your ‘ethnic group’ abide by the law and not do evil?"

"Then you can revoke the anti-werewolf law and let us live a normal life in the wizarding society?" Krum Crouch licked his yellowed teeth, said with a smirk, "We are where we are today, it's you Chosen, the wizard is getting weaker, you don’t have the confidence to defeat us, so you can only squeeze us out."

  "Dogs are domesticated from wolves, but you don’t want to be domesticated..."

"This is what I hate you most. Our personality is a debt in your eyes, even if we were the same as you." Krum Crouch interrupted him. "If we win, we will let you taste What it's like to be stepped on!"

   "It seems that you will not surrender." Severus said.

   "Never!" Krumcrouch said, twitching the corner of his mouth, and said nervously.

  Pomona threw the Devil's Net at him, and used a lengthening curse in the middle, but Krum used a fire curse to burn it.

   "She smells like you." Krum sniffed Pomona's body. "Who is she?"

   "It has nothing to do with you." Severus stood calmly in front of Pomona.

   "If you want to fight me, why take her with you? Are you afraid of being injured by mistake?"

   "Are you that stupid?" Severus asked.

   "Oh, turn on the lights!" She woke up and watched the densely packed buttons on the console press a random button. As a result, the Liverpool team anthem sounded on the court.

   "I made you familiar with the terrain, what do you know?" Severus exclaimed.

   "I'm sorry..." she said apologetically.

  At the same time, Krum raised his wand, and Severus easily fended off the spell.

   "Break the lights!" Krum said to his men on the radio.

  The audience on the court organized, took down the seats, and blocked the entrance with them. The Aurors in the second floor stand were fighting with the werewolves. From the depths of the corridor, you could occasionally see green flashes.

  The plan will never keep up with the changes. The darkness is actually not friendly to humans. Through the magical flames of the two fighting, she looked for the switch on the console.

  Hope she can find her before the werewolves destroy all the lights.

  (End of this chapter)