"what!"

The screams came on schedule when Clark was at his most slack, and he couldn't get his strength up for a while.

His body was already giving him a strong warning, but just now he was able to run back here with one breath.

But now that Hermione was safe, this was leaked, so that he could only watch helplessly at this time.

Looking not far away, the werewolf captive, who had been tightly bound and could only lie on the ground, suddenly broke free from the rope.

Watching him grow from a person, his bones gradually stretched, his hair grew crazy, and finally he turned into a werewolf.

Seeing the children around her screaming in shock, Hermione was like a formidable enemy, but she was caught off guard. In order to protect the children, she was thrown down by a werewolf!

"Do not!"

For the first time, Clark found that he was also afraid, so afraid, that even his shouting broke because of too much force.

He found that during the three years of getting along day and night, someone had already left a shadow in his mature and closed heart.

That feeling was different from when he fought side by side with Neville before and saw the other side in danger.

Is it love? Or friendship? He couldn't tell himself.

Anyway, his heart nearly stopped beating when he heard a shrill, terrified voice from Hermione in the crowd.

An unspeakable force flowed out of his mind and instantly dominated every muscle in his body.

Clark ignored their protests like this, being manipulated like a marionette, staggering through the crowd, walking towards Hermione in the distance, and walking faster and faster.

At this moment, the werewolf who threw Hermione down not far away also seemed to sense the imminent danger, raised his head and looked around cautiously.

He happened to see Clark who was rushing over, and recognized the guy who had just subdued him. With a strange cry, he hurriedly ran, rushed to the street and jumped into the lake.

Clark didn't have the heart to catch up at this time, just quickened his pace and rushed to Hermione.

However, when he saw her appearance, Clark's heart was half cold.

He stretched out his hands and took the girl tremblingly into his arms, looking at the junction of her slender neck and shoulders, a **** bite mark, knowing that the matter was irreversible.

Anyone who has been bitten by the transformed werewolf will be infected with the curse of wolf poison, and will transform into a werewolf on the night of the full moon.

Not only that, the current magic world doesn't even have a good enough way to treat this situation, the only useful one is the wolf poison potion that keeps the werewolves sane when they transform.

The pain and remorse in Clark's heart almost drowned him like a tide.

He looked at the girl in front of him who was in a coma because of the injury, looked at her frown because of the pain, thought that she would suffer every month in the future, and for the first time hated his lack of strength.

If only he could be stronger, if he had just killed those two werewolves, if he had been firmer before, forcing Hermione not to come here...

But all this is now irreversible.

Do not!

Clark looked at the gold chain hanging around Hermione's neck and tightened the arm around her, as if... all this was not completely irreversible.

Clark, who had regained a trace of hope, managed to get rid of the entanglement of negative emotions such as sadness and regret after venting, and his mind was finally clear.

After all, it is just a werewolf curse. With his smart mind, as long as he calms down, he will soon come up with several solutions to this problem based on the existing conditions.

Whether it's like Harry's rescue of Sirius Black and Buckbeak in the original book, use the time-turner to travel back in time.

It should be feasible to slowly accumulate strength, wait for the conferred gods, and then use divine power to change reality.

It’s just that the former involves time travel, and the time sand consumed cannot be concealed from the Ministry of Magic at all, and will inevitably be held accountable by the Ministry of Magic. At the same time, there are various hidden dangers in the process.

Waiting for the magic to cast off the curse after becoming a God Strange and repulsive gazes.

Don't think it doesn't matter, there are many children who have been bitten by werewolves in the magical world, but how many can finally develop a kind character like Lupin?

It is not because of their different identities that they have been discriminated against, isolated and bullied by other children since childhood. This is the same as those children who were bullied at school, and in the end most of them still developed extreme personalities and embarked on a crooked path.

So, Hermione couldn't be allowed to suffer like this!

Clark's eyes re-emerged with a firm light, and he finally made up his mind. He looked up and saw that the people around him had been in a mess because of the werewolf attack just now. The cries of children and adults Anxious shouts rang out.

He wasn't in the mood to worry about it anymore, picked up the injured Hermione, and took advantage of the chaos to go to a remote place. The most important thing now is to find a clean place with no one.

Fortunately, there are not many places that meet the conditions in this Fire Dragon Park. Clark quickly found an idle staff lounge in a toy store.

He put Hermione on the wooden bed, cast [Rejuvenation] to stabilize her injury, then locked the door again, groping in the neckline of his robe, and pulled out a slender gold chain.

The top of the gold chain is the magical time converter.

Clark stared at the little hourglass and the beautiful golden grains of sand in it, then looked at Hermione who was still lying on the bed, hesitated for a while, and finally made up his mind.

Even for the kind-hearted Granger couple, he needs to hand over their daughter back intact!

But just in case, Clark did not act immediately.

He first took out some food from the magic pocket he carried with him to replenish his energy and moisture, then squinted for a while, regained his energy, and adjusted his state before he was ready to start.

Of course, he didn't forget to bring Hermione's time converter with him. After all, he had used this one several times before, and he had not had time to hand it over to the Ministry of Magic to fill up the time sand in it. At most, he could only Looking back five hours.

Fortunately, there was still a little magic sand in Hermione's hourglass, and it was estimated that going back seven or eight hours would not be a problem.

With the flip of the small hourglass, pale golden light spots floated out, and the familiar sense of time travel came again.

It's just that Clark, who was already familiar with it, was not in the mood to observe the process of time travel. Soon, he felt his feet on the solid ground again.

Everything around became clear again, and Clark looked up and found himself standing on a broken and deformed glass plank.

Not far above his head, a corner of the building on the top of the mountain could be seen, and at the same time, a huge sound of fighting could be heard faintly.

Based on this situation and the length of time he had been backtracking, Clark quickly judged that he should still be on the top of the mountain with Neville fighting the werewolf.

He wasn't in the mood to care about these at this time, he turned his head and ran down the mountain. He needed to get to Hermione as soon as possible to control the **** werewolf first, in case he suddenly attacked and hurt Hermione.

In the process of going down the mountain, Clark accidentally saw a twisted figure in a black robe who fell to his death on the mountain wall.

It was the werewolf who jumped down from the mountain and was about to break into the Fire Dragon Park, but was caught up and killed by the guards.

Looking at this figure, Clark suddenly remembered that a few minutes later, when he ran down the mountain, the guards did not show any surprise when they saw him.

This shows that before this, that is, now, they have not seen themselves.

So just in case, and for the continuity and rationality of time, Clark's mind moved, and he chose to change his way, bypassing the guards at the entrance of Fire Dragon Park, and turned in from the side of the gate.

This time, he came back early, and soon hid at the corner of a shop, and saw Hermione who was guarding the werewolf captive not far away.

Seeing her safe and sound, Clark finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked at the two werewolf captives lying on the ground again, and found that the two guys were closing their eyes at the moment, as if they were unconscious from the electric current just now, and there was nothing strange.

"Then how did this guy break free from his rope?" Clark was puzzled.

He remembered that he tied the opponent with an alchemy rope. This rope was spelled and possessed a certain spirituality. Unless it was ordered by the master, it would be difficult to untie it.

Doubts are doubts, but Clark's movements are non-stop.

He looked at the bound werewolf, and was about to use psychic magic to control him, so that he could drag himself out to save Hermione.

However, at this moment, a shout suddenly came from not far away, "Who is hiding there? Come out!"

Oops!

Clark turned his head with a very ugly expression, and saw a wizard holding a wand not far away, approaching cautiously.

"Damn sense of justice!"

This must be a wizard who was spontaneously searching for suspicious people in order to ensure the safety of the children, and happened to see the sneaky Clark again.

When he turned around, another Clark had appeared out of breath not far from the commercial street. Time was running out. He didn't intend to pay attention to the wizard, and hurriedly cast the **** technique on the werewolf.

"Passed out!"

The magic beam and the sound arrived almost at the same time. Seeing that Clark did not respond, the daring wizard cast a stun spell decisively, trying to subdue him.

Of course, Clark, who is keenly aware, will not be hit by his spell so easily, and he will dodge with a roll.

However, after such a delay, the werewolf captive not far away had already launched an attack, throwing Hermione to the ground.

"asshole!"

The anger in Clark's heart was almost gushing out. He raised his hand to get rid of this troublemaker, but he managed to control it in the end, and as soon as he gritted his teeth, he plunged into the shadows.

After leaving the place where the chaos happened, Clark became angrier the more he thought about it, and couldn't help kicking the trash can on the street.

Almost! Almost! He could save Hermione.

Clark tried to calm his breathing, trying not to let negative emotions interfere with his thinking.

"still have a chance."

Clark looked at the golden hourglass in the palm of his hand, and the few golden sands in the hourglass. Just now he made a half-circle out of caution, and now he has four hours to go back.

It's just that the time limit of the time backtracking should not exceed five hours, and each time there is only an extra one hour, which means that he now has four chances.

"Don't panic, I can do it!"

Clark cheered himself up while hiding in an empty room, turning the time-turner in his hand half a circle again.

The light stretched and the time was reversed. This time, Clark appeared directly in the interior of the Fire Dragon Park, surrounded by brooms, mops and rags, which should be the utility room of a certain store.

He pushed open the door, and there were still some wizards and children escaping danger in the shop outside. Through the half-opened window, Clark happened to see himself, more than an hour ago, rushing to the gate of Fire Dragon Park.

"good chance."

Clark knew that at this time, Hermione should have just defeated the two werewolves and was guarding in place, and he heard the voice of the fire dragon Nobeta and was ready to check the situation.

He could take advantage of this time difference to meet Hermione directly and take away the two werewolf captives, or even kill them——

Doing what he thought of, Clark sneaked out of the room and ran towards where Hermione was. Soon, he saw the figure of the girl again.

Only this time, before he could say hello to Hermione, suddenly, a strong warning of danger sounded in his heart.

He didn't even have time to determine where the danger came from, and in an instant he hugged his head and leaned forward, laying a wall of air around him.

The next moment, an empty shop beside him was hit by a dragon flame fireball that fell from the sky.

It's Norberta!

Clark remembered~lightnovelpub.net~ At this time, he should have just happened to be at the entrance of Fire Dragon Park and met the mysterious man in black robe riding Norberta. It was precisely because he was competing with the opponent for control of Norberta. Cause the fire dragon to get out of control, spewing dragon flames into the sky at will.

And he should be one of the affected ones.

Before Clark could feel his bad luck, the dragon flame fireball that fell into the house suddenly expanded and exploded. Huge fire first poured out from the window and door of the room, and then the wooden wall panels and roof were all blown up. Fragments.

If Clark hadn't lied down just now, he would have been beaten into a hornet's nest by these fragments.

However, just as he was about to get up, a wooden beam that was thrown into the air by the explosion swirled and fell from the sky, hitting the back of his head impartially.

Clark's eyes darkened, and he passed out before he could even say "Damn".

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