The clearing fell completely silent. Baby Thunderbird flapped its wings and landed on Vizet's shoulder.
Vizet smiled faintly and said to Baby Thunderbird, "Go! I need rain—a thunderstorm!"
Baby Thunderbird seemed to think of something, grew excited, and flew high into the sky with a flutter of its wings.
Vizet raised his Wand and gave a light flick in Baby Thunderbird's direction. At that same moment, the Obscurus Core began to pump...
After doing all this, he lowered his Wand and gazed at the full moon high above, waiting for a precise moment to arrive.
He suddenly raised his Wand and gave a light wave toward the laboratory beside him.
The laboratory doors boomed open, and Fenrir Greyback flew out backward. His body was still bound in shackles as he shot straight up into the sky.
The biting cold wind poured into his mouth and nose. He forced his eyes wide open and glanced downward from the corner of his eye.
He saw the people and tents on the ground growing smaller and smaller, but that Ritual Magic Array—he could see its full shape clearly.
Before he could think, an intense sensation of weightlessness struck him.
Magic dragged him downward, and like a falling meteor, he smashed into the very center of the Ritual Magic Array.
Including Lupin, the M employees who had been infected with "Lycanthropy Disease" by Fenrir Greyback all raised their heads together.
There was not a cloud in the sky tonight, and they could easily lock onto Fenrir Greyback's figure.
Even with the cold wind blowing around them, not a single person closed their eyes. They all stared at Fenrir Greyback without blinking.
At that moment, as if by tacit agreement, they clenched their teeth hard enough to make them creak, even tasting blood between