Chapter 258: Don’t get too close

Chapter 258: Don’t get too close

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Chapter 258: Don't get too close

"Let's just be done with this! Fight me, Potter! I have nothing else to tell you!" Fenrir howled as his body transformed again. This time, he seemed to become even bigger and fiercer than before.

"You will tell me what I want to know...one way or another." Harry pointed his wand at the giant beast.Ne/w novel chapters are published at novelhall.comen."

Fenrir twisted his torso, bending his head away from the lightning as it passed by.

The high temperature generated by the spell was still enough to burn his fur and skin due to the proximity. But this one did not seem troubled by the pain.

Fenrir's eyes turned blood red, his claws and fangs grew in size, and his fur started to lose its color, becoming paler.

The werewolf Master was now in his most powerful form. In this berserk state, he was twice as strong and fast as usual, with the large downside of losing his sanity and becoming unable to tell between foes and allies.

Fenrir charged at Harry with such speed that he almost seemed to disappear as he moved.

He then performed a diagonal slash, aimed at Harry's chest.

The sharp claws ended up clashing against a yellowish shield and cut it apart. But as he did, more layers of the shield were created.

Seeing the faint smile appear on Harry's face behind the shields made Fenrir react. He used now both claws to attempt to break Harry's protection.

Harry pushed the tip of the staff with more force and made the werewolf take a step away from him.

The beast-man was in complete confusion while it looked at the stumps where his powerful claws had been just seconds before, not able to comprehend what could have happened to them.

"See? This is why it's a bad idea to give up your sanity and ability to think in exchange for a bit of power." Harry told the werewolf, who obviously did not have the capability to understand him.

"Where did his hands go?" Luna asked while she watched with interest.

"What did Harry do?" Lyra turned to her mother for answers.

"I think...that he is using human transfiguration." Lily recalled some of the things written in that book they found back at the Potter vault.

As long as the caster was able to overpower its opponent, it was possible to transfigure another person against their will.

"Fenrir's decision to use that transformation probably only made it easier for Harry..." She assumed that it would take less work to overcome the will and magic of a creature with a simple mentality like a savage beast, instead of a fully functional wizard or witch who would understand what was happening and could fight back.

"I think this battle is already over," Daphne said.

"Over." Her sister nodded in agreement.

Fenrir growled furiously, showing Harry his fangs. His legs bent slightly as he prepared to attack again.

"You still don't understand, do you? Go on...attack once more." Harry encouraged him to try again.

Fenrir still moved at lightning speed even in his condition. The next instant, he was right next to Harry.

His eyes were focused on Harry's neck. His jaws opened widely, and...he took a bite.

Only to find out he had no mouth.

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