Chapter 530 Have You Ever Heard of a Werewolf that Fell From the Sky?

The sun is shining and the clouds are stretching.

Above the clouds, the rays of light refracted, playing colorful colors in the clouds and mist.

The wind also brought the breath of the ground.

Neville pursed his lips and looked at the image in the water vapor. Hearing Bella's words, he remained silent, "Anton, is what she said right? About the dark wizard."

Anton sneered, "The residue of the times."

He looked into Neville's suspicious eyes and shrugged. "The old vested interests cannot see the pulse of the times. Under the general trend of history, they intend to restore their former glory, but they don't know how to adapt."

"You still don't understand, for example, the Malfoy family and the Weasley family are active in politics, the Longbottom family is considered to be in the army, and Hannah's Abbott family is in business. You see, smart people have been in business for hundreds of years. We're ashore."

"Those who don't understand the situation, enjoy the favorable conditions brought by the inertia of the times, and are also weakened by the general trend of the times invisibly, so they think they have been betrayed by the times, but in fact they are just too slow."

Anton gently stretched out his hand, caught a wisp of wind, and threw it on Neville, "Don't think so much if you don't understand it, jump down and crush them!"

Oh, the naive Neville finally understood this sentence.

So without hesitation, he turned over and got off the Thestral, and jumped straight to the ground.

The clouds were a full 1,700 meters above the ground, and Neville was halfway through the free fall before he realized...

Uh~~~

Will he fall to his death?

Silly children have ways of foolish children, and he always keeps in mind Anton's teachings-'Go forward! '.

"Roar~~~"

He roared to the sky, his body changed rapidly, countless black-brown wolf fur and off-white bear fur grew wildly, and a pair of huge purple-red antlers soared into the sky.

The muscles were knotted, the broad shoulders stretched like a mountain, and the huge weight fell towards the ground at an accelerated rate.

The strong wind whistled in his ears, the long hair on his body fluttered, and the long and powerful werewolf tail flicked to adjust his posture.

Boom~~

Just as Rodolphs was about to get up from the ground, he was rammed into the ground again by the huge soles of his feet.

A huge recoil force rushed straight into his body, Neville let out a muffled snort, and blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.

And this trace of bloody smell crazily stimulated his heart, "Roar~~~"

He roared again, his eyes were bloodshot and full of sadistic desire.

"Chest opening!"

"Drowsy eyes!"

"Tibia pulled away!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

"..."

In just a split second, countless spells hit Neville. Except for the Killing Curse which was blocked by a tree trunk blown by a gust of wind and became ineffective, the other spells severely tormented Neville.

This time, his viciousness was aroused even more. He felt the severe pain in his body, although his body was intact, his eyes were bloodshot in an instant, and his huge body was like a monster, and he rushed on it viciously.

He grabbed a Death Eater by the left shoulder, and with the other hand grabbed the opponent's right shoulder, and tore it violently.

Wow~~

Blood splashed, filling all of Neville's vision.

"..."

He suddenly stopped moving, shaking the blood-soaked wolf's head vigorously, "No, no! This is not what I want to do!"

Neville took a quick look around with his eyes, raised it up suddenly, and landed on the door of the cellar in an instant, lying down, listening to Bella's crazy laughter inside, suddenly felt dizzy.

Indistinctly, some vague pictures emerged from the lost memory.

He seemed to see his parents, and a large group of Death Eaters in black wizard robes and strange metal masks.

"Ahhh..."

Neville roared and stuffed the huge werewolf arm into the cellar, like digging out a bird's nest, and grabbed the laughing woman fiercely.

Then, his waist and abdomen exerted strength, and he stood up in an instant, and he swung his hand violently, about to throw the woman to death.

Boom~

There was a loud apparition explosion, and Bella staggered into the distance clutching her shoulders.

"Cruciate!"

In an instant, the light of the curse poured out from Bella's wand and hit Neville's chest, "Ahhh..."

Neville growled, roared.

pain!

It hurts so much!

Not only his body was moaning in pain as the steel knife pierced into the bone, but his soul was also in pain like tearing.

"Roar~hou~"

He let out a few short roars, swallowed all the pain, and just looked at Bella coldly.

"Where did you come from?" Bella looked at the huge four-meter-high werewolf coldly.

Werewolves change rapidly.

In the end, it turned into a little wizard who looked no more than ten years old, with a little baby fat on his cheeks, but determination was written in his eyes, "Remember, Bellatrix Lestrange, my His name is Neville Longbottom, the son of Frank Longbottom and Alice Longbottom!"

As he spoke, he firmly pulled out his wand and looked at the other party coldly, "I will kill you to avenge my parents, you tortured them so viciously back then!"

"Hahaha……"

Bella laughed crazily, her whole body leaning forward and backward, her long wavy hair swaying in the wind, she was a little out of breath from laughing, and looked at the Death Eaters around, "Listen Is it here? This kid, he wants to avenge his parents! He wants to kill me! Hahaha..."

Her laughter suddenly stopped, and her face became cold, "Why, why can you become a huge werewolf? You must know that werewolves are just the bottom trash of society. You just want to become a fire dragon , that's just a beast, you just use this to play with a top wizard like me?"

Neville just looked at them with a calm expression, gesturing with the standard spell-casting gestures, "With my indomitable will, with my firm will!"

"It's ridiculous!" Bella flicked her hands and waved her wand again, "Crucio!"

Neville didn't know how to use the extremely high-end flying spell, and he didn't have time to release the Iron Armor Curse for himself. He just relied on his familiarity with the Cruciatus Curse to bear the damage of this magic forcefully.

Choosing this way can save him a lot of steps. The moment Bella releases the spell and habitually puts down her wand, his own spell also hits her.

"Cruciate!"

super loud.

Different from Bella's Cruciatus Curse, his curse is not an almost imperceptible light of the curse, but a plasma as thick as an adult's finger.

With continuous damage, it kept gushing out from the tip of his wand and rushing into Bella's body.

"Ah~~~"

Bella let out a shrill cry, and instantly lay on her back, convulsing and twisting, even dropping the wand in her hand.

She hadn't even bothered to grab the wand, she wanted to scratch her own skin now so that the blade could be pulled out of the bone.

It was at this time that Neville really understood what Anton said.

——Brother, believe me, there are few people in this world who are more familiar with the Cruciatus Curse than you. The Cruciatus Curse you have cast, and the creatures that have been tortured to death with the Cruciatus Curse, far exceed the experience and insights accumulated by any dark wizard in a lifetime. Even those so-called evil Death Eaters, hey, you are more evil than Death Eaters now.

Yes, Neville had really figured it out.

Because an extremely weird sadistic pleasure washed over his heart, he looked coldly at the tortured soul in front of him, and his heart was filled with endless satisfaction.

At this time, another sentence from Anton also jumped into his mind.

——Children, remember, to master the Cruciatus Curse, instead of being controlled by the Cruciatus Curse, you need to have a stronger goal than satisfying instinctive pleasure. This kind of goal is hard to find, maybe you can treat your parents as a goal, but wait until you have researched the anti-curse or healed your parents. This deep-plowing spell has almost been firmly engraved in your heart, when the time comes...

——quack quack~~

——It’s time for you to pay off your debts. Unless you can find another higher goal like treating your parents, it will not be easy.

——But, you don’t need to worry about such things now, just enjoy the power this spell brings to you. What a powerful Death Eater, let me tell you, as far as your level of the Cruciatus Curse is concerned, it’s not worth mentioning. Small things, easy to get. Unless you're stupid enough to choose to use other spells, then you're screwed. What kind of abilities can a second-year scumbag have? You have to be self-aware.

At this moment, the other Death Eaters came to their senses and cast curses on Neville one after another.

Neville's gaze became calm again, but he squatted down extremely resolutely, avoiding those spells, and stabbed his wand firmly into the ground, "Crucio!"

Ground surge plasma.

It spewed out towards the surroundings, spreading quickly, and in an instant, all the Death Eaters lay down on the ground wailing.

Bella took a breath just now, and before she could catch her breath, the cursed plasma rushed over again, woo woo woo, she rolled her eyes again in pain.

Behind Neville, Anton stood there quietly, silently watching everything in front of him.

Countless mist spewed out from the tip of his wand, rushing towards the cellar.

"All petrified."

"Close your ears."

He had to make sure the Auror didn't know who was fighting the Death Eaters, deal with some messes, and of course, more importantly, keep an eye on Neville's situation.

See if this silly boy still remembers that he asked someone to release the Cruciatus Curse in order to study the counter-curse of the Cruciatus Curse.

If not, instead just indulge in the thrill of revenge.

Then, no way, he could only cast the Forgetting Curse to wash away all Neville's memories of the Cruciatus Curse.

When Neville is mature enough, unseal this memory for him and let him start researching again, or...

Never remember it for the rest of your life.

Extreme emotions, extreme will, bring extremely powerful magic power, control extremely powerful magic, this is a shortcut, and it is also a shortcut that needs to pay a price.

A wizard is not a magician. If you play with your mind, you have to wait to be backlashed by your mind.

Fortunately, Anton has two powerful weapons, the 'A Ray of Sunshine Curse' and the 'Forgetting Curse'.

He could afford it, as long as he met someone with such excellent talent as Neville, he could easily cultivate a top-level combat power.

Wizards are gods, and extremes are the keys to unlock powerful power.

To tell the truth, there are not so many twists and turns.