Chapter 135: Any Mercy Is Cruel to Oneself

Hearing Susan's scream, everyone looked into the distance and caught a glimpse of a thin figure hidden in the dense bushes.

It was a huge one-eyed gray wolf, with its tail pressed low, looking at them coldly with pale yellow eyes.

On the ground, there was also a monkey's body, and its bitten belly was steaming hot, filled with rich blood and meat smells.

A monkey's head stared at the sky blankly, its cheeks were torn open, revealing blood-red bones and empty eye sockets, and the end of its neck was bitten unevenly.

Under the body was a pool of coagulated blood, flashing red and black light.

Obviously, this huge one-eyed gray wolf had just been eating, and its mouth was still full of blood from the soft belly of its prey.

What frightened the students was that as the wolf growled, seven or eight more wolves came out of the bushes.

The smell of the wizards aroused the wolves' hunger. Their eyes, under the dim trees, flashed with crazy light, staring at the prey in front of them.

The one-eyed gray wolf opened its mouth, red saliva dripped from between its teeth, and it roared towards the sky, making a terrifying wolf howl.

Then, at the command of the leader, the wolves roared over rocks, tree roots and rotten leaves and rushed towards the students.

The sudden situation scared the group of young wizards:

Some stood there stupidly; some screamed loudly; some stepped back and wanted to leave quickly, but slipped in the mud and fell to the ground.

Of course, there were also students who raised their wands and wanted to cast magic to attack the wolves.

But the magic was originally very simple, but when it was cast, either the spell was read wrong or the casting action had problems.

After finally releasing it, the spell either hit the tree trunk or fell to the ground, splashing large pieces of mud, or it could not hit the agile wild wolves.

Professor Moody didn't help, but just stared at each student coldly. He occasionally took action, but caught the students who tried to escape.

Rolf also didn't move. There were only a few wolves, so he didn't need to take action. The assistant alone was enough.

Shirley raised her wand and pointed the tip of the wand at a boulder. Under the Transfiguration, it turned into a white wolf. It ran and pounced on an attacking gray wolf.

The two wolves tore each other with teeth and claws. They sometimes separated, circled, and then rushed up to fight again.

Shirley took the opportunity to wave her wand again, shooting a red light. The spell hit the hind legs of another wolf, and it barked and limped away.

The ponytail girl attacked another wolf again, driving it away from her roommate.

Gabrielle stared at Shirley with wide eyes. She originally thought that the other party was very weak, but she didn't expect it to be so powerful.

There were not many wild wolves, and the attack ended after just a few minutes:

Four wolves fled and disappeared into the bushes, and two wolves were hit by the Stunning Curse and lay on the ground. One wolf was bleeding from its abdomen and groaning in pain. It was about to die.

Professor Moody limped over and said in a low, hoarse voice:

"I am surprised by the performance of some of you. It seems that you have received professional training."

Moody's eyes stayed on Shirley for a while, and he looked at the others and roared: "But most of the students make me very dissatisfied!"

"It's just a few wolves, but you are so scared that you don't even dare to raise your wand to attack them..."

"I often say that the wand is a weapon, and its power depends on the owner who holds it." Moody said in a rough voice:

"But this doesn't apply to some of you, because the wand is just a ridiculous wooden toy to you!"

Many people lowered their heads and began to feel ashamed of their panic.

"Now, three students, come and kill these wolves." Moody dropped three daggers, looked at the crowd again, and called out names:

"Neville Longbottom, Lisa Dupin, and Hannah Abbott."

Everyone turned their heads to look at them. Hannah hesitated, plucked up her courage, and raised her arms.

"What's wrong, Miss Abbott?" Moody asked, "Do you have any questions?"

"Professor Moody," Hannah took a breath and said in a trembling voice:

"The three wolves have lost their ability to attack, why do we still want to kill them?"

"Really?!" Moody sneered, he stepped on his prosthesis and walked towards an unconscious wolf. When he was about to get close, the wolf suddenly stood up and rushed towards him with a roar.

It turned out that the wolf was not unconscious, but was just pretending to sleep to lure the enemy.

Moody drew out the wand from his waist like lightning, and with a clang, the blue spell hit the wolf's abdomen.

It fell to the ground, a clear crack appeared on its stomach, and a large amount of blood immediately gushed out.

Hannah stared at this scene in a daze.

"This is the first knowledge I will teach you in this practical class!" Moody's voice was like two saws rubbing against each other.

"Wolves are cunning, but dark wizards are 10,000 times more cunning than wolves. Never easily judge whether an enemy has lost its combat effectiveness... Always stay vigilant!"

Moody urged again: "You three, pick up the dagger quickly and kill the wolf!"

The three people picked up the dagger according to Moody's order, and after confirming that they had lost their combat effectiveness, they carefully walked to the wolf.

But when killing the wolf, they hesitated to varying degrees, especially Neville, who looked at the wolf groaning in pain and found that he couldn't do it.

Moody did not urge this time, but said slowly:

"When I was an Auror, I had a friend who was strong, smart, and eager to learn. He was a hero on the training ground."

"We all believe that one day he will definitely become the most outstanding Auror.

Then, during a capture of a Death Eater during the Wizarding War, I watched as my friend forced his enemy to his knees and disarmed him, dropping his wand.

But when he was about to kill the dangerous Death Eater, he hesitated for a moment. "

Everyone listened attentively, and Professor Moody said with a painful look on his face:

"On the battlefield, a moment is equal to a lifetime. I saw the Death Eater pulled out a second wand from his sleeve and hit my friend on the chest with the killing curse.

His magic, his strength, his prowess, all the hard-earned skills...are not as good as the shit on the ground.

All because he hesitated and cowered when it was time to kill him! "

Moody looked at all the students, his eyes were deep and cold, and he said in a hoarse voice:

"This is also the second piece of knowledge I impart to you. Kindness and mercy to any enemy is cruelty to yourself and your companions!"

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