"To suppress a werewolf's strength in an instant and weaken them so much they can't even stand, Professor Snape is quite a genius after all. Was it out of revenge, or simply to eliminate any means by which they could harm students..."
The young girl's playful giggle came from above. Under the influence of magic, Professor Lupin was hoisted up to meet her gaze. Iblis held him there for a fraction of a second before lowering him onto the soft bed. "Since Professor Lupin was willing to risk his own life to save me, I won't charge you a single thing for those two potions. Get some rest."
Iblis turned toward Fenrir and the others, who had transformed into werewolves. A large bottle of dittany and a knife flashed in her hand, and a smile tugged at the corners of her mouth—a smile that made their blood run cold. The girl's silhouette loomed over them. "Now, gentlemen, let's play an interesting game."
Chapter 78