Twists and Turns, All for Nothing?

"No, you can't do that," Hermione stopped her. "Professor Lupin is innocent."

"Miss Granger," Snape's face darkened, "You've read the textbook, Werewolf are ruthless, killing him is the best option."

"You dare?" Sirius Black roared. "Snape, if you dare, I will not let you get away with this."

"Okay, you scared me."

"Killing him was a bit much, but crippling him wouldn't make me feel any guilt." Snape sneered, then waved his Wand, "Divine Shield..."

"Expelliarmus." ×3.

Harry decisively swung his Wand, knocking Snape's wand away before Snape could finish his Wand.

But at the same time, two more bright lights followed, sending Snape flying onto the Whomping Willow and sliding down the trunk.

Snape fell into a coma, and red blood flowed down his hair and onto his face.

"You..." Aaron stared in astonishment, his eyes wide. "Professor Snape hated you for a reason. You've gone too far."

"We hit the teacher," Hermione said, clutching her chin in fear and sobbing, "We're finished."

"I'm not helping you this time. You'll have to take responsibility for your own mistakes," Aaron said, cursing.

The Werewolf haven't even been dealt with yet, and you guys are already attacking our teammates, even stunning the only one who can suppress the enemy's Warlock. You're definitely asking for trouble.

Aaron quickly ran to the base of the Whomping Willow tree and helped the unconscious Snape into the hollow inside the tree.

At this moment, he dared not leave Snape outside. Werewolf who had gone to the edge of his mind was like a willow Whomping Willow that could awaken at any moment, and leaving him outside would be extremely dangerous.

"Beautiful, sir." Sirius Black said to the three of them, then looked at Lupin as his head and body were stretching out. "There's no time, let me go."

Harry immediately ran over and untied the ropes binding Sirius Black's hands.

Awoo!

The Werewolf gazed at the moon and howled, its sharp teeth gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

Lupin had completely transformed into Werewolf, nearly doubling in size, covered in white fur, and the rope in his hand was easily torn apart by his claws.

"Give it to me, and you all run!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sirius Black completed his Transfiguration.

The big black dog pounced on the Werewolf and started wrestling with him, trying to drag him as far away as possible.

Accompanied by the howls of wild beasts, sharp teeth and claws clashed repeatedly.

Peter Pettigrew, taking advantage of the chaos, picked up Snape's dropped Wand and quickly touched it to his own arm.

"Expelliarmus."

Harry immediately knocked the Wand away, but it was too late.

Peter Pettigrew Peter grinned triumphantly, his body shrinking at a visible speed. The mouse, missing two toes, sprinted across the grass and vanished into the night in the blink of an eye.

Harry was about to give chase, but the fierce roar from the side forced him to stop and focus his attention on the battle between Lupin and Sirius Black.

In this fierce battle, the black dog gradually lost ground, and its body bore more and more wounds.

Sirius Black and James used to be able to suppress the Werewolf when they teamed up, but now that he was alone, he was inevitably somewhat powerless. In addition, twelve years of imprisonment had severely damaged his body and greatly reduced his combat strength. He was thrown away by the Werewolf in no time.

As the Werewolf slowly approached Harry and the others, their hearts leaped into their throats at his cold gaze.

Crimson flames suddenly erupted from the tree hole. The Werewolf sensed a huge danger and instinctively tried to dodge, but was still forced back several meters by the scorching heat wave.

"Are you guys idiots?" Aaron walked out of the tree hole, looking at the three speechlessly. These people were clearly not strong, but they loved to play high-level games and never took the chance to leave.

"Roar..."

Sirius Black ran over and bit the Werewolf's arm, drawing the Werewolf away.

"Black!" Harry called out in concern and chased after him, only to see the Werewolf throw the heavily wounded black dog onto a rock and raise his long arm, preparing to deliver the fatal blow.

In his desperation, Harry picked up a rock and smashed it on the Werewolf's head.

The Werewolf craned its neck and roared at Harry.

He strode up to Harry, and just as he was about to attack, a wolf howl came from afar.

Werewolf respond to the calls of their own kind, but after hesitating for a moment, he abandoned his attack and ran toward the direction from which the sound came.

Harry had just escaped with his life, and before he could even recover, he heard the big black dog howling.

Sirius Black released Animagus, who had several deep wounds on his body, but he didn't care and staggered down the hillside.

Peter Pettigrew Peter has run away; he must catch him, or he will never be able to clear his name of the crimes he has committed.

Seeing this, Harry anxiously chased after him. He knew what the other was worried about, but given Sirius Black's current state, let alone chasing Peter, he might even be killed by Peter if he wasn't careful.

"Should we follow them and see?" Hermione asked Aaron, looking at him with some trepidation.

"What about Professor Snape?" Aaron said sarcastically. "Thanks to you all, he's unconscious now!"

"And me," Ron said weakly, raising his hand. "You can't abandon me!"

And Sirius Black wouldn't hurt Harry, right?

"That's right." Aaron nodded, but his expression suddenly became serious. "But they will."

Hermione and Ron exchanged a puzzled look, then followed Aaron's gaze, their faces instantly turning pale.

A dense swarm of dark shadows flew in from the distant sky; at least a hundred Dementor had been drawn by the battle between the Werewolf and the black dog.

"What do we do?" Ron said anxiously. "Hermione, think of something quick!"

"I don't know what to do either," Hermione said bitterly. "They'll definitely execute Sirius Black as a murderer and an escapee."

Even at Hogwarts, only Dumbledore and a few headmasters could possibly exorcise so many Dementor; we simply didn't have time to notify them.

"If you hadn't knocked Professor Snape unconscious, there might have been a chance. But now... Harry has to pay the price for him, and for what you've done."

"What kind of time is this to be making sarcastic remarks?" Ron said angrily. "Sirius Black is innocent. He has already served ten years in prison."

Aaron remained silent for a moment, then sighed helplessly and walked towards the place where the Dementor were gathered.

"Where are you going?" Hermione asked.

"Save them! Although your attitude angers me, it's really unacceptable to just stand by and watch someone die."

"Those are hundreds of Dementor; you can't defeat them."

"How do you know I can't defeat them?" Aaron chuckled meaningfully. "I also know the Patronus Charm, although not as good as Dumbledore, but definitely much better than Harry Potter."

All I can say is that I'll do my best, and if we're lucky, we might be able to save them both.

No sooner had the words been spoken than a dazzling white light emanated from afar.

The Dementor were utterly defeated by the dazzling light and scattered in all directions.

"Patronus Charm?" Aaron raised an eyebrow. "Patronus Charm no weaker than mine, could there be someone else there?"

"It's Harry, it must be Harry," Ron said excitedly. "This is definitely his most successful moment ever."

Hermione was also overjoyed and cried tears of joy. "Let's go take a look."

"You can go if you want, I have to look after Professor Snape," Aaron said calmly, and walked back to the tree hollow on his own.

Hermione and Ron exchanged a glance. "Hang in there for a bit, I'll go get Harry and the others, and then I'll take you to the School Hospital."

Ron nodded; this was the only option now.

Aaron had just brought Professor Snape out when Hermione came running back, panting.

"Where are they?" Aaron asked, somewhat puzzled.

Hermione said with a bitter expression, "The Dementor escaped, but they attracted the attention of the Ministry of Magic. I hadn't even gone far when I saw them take Sirius Black away."

"What about Harry?" Ron asked.

"He is unconscious. If nothing unexpected happens, we will see him at the School Hospital."

"Human life is unpredictable, like a large intestine enclosing a small intestine." Aaron shrugged, about to say something, when a white shadow darted out of the bushes.

"Abei, you've come just in time. There are two wounded soldiers here who need your help."

Abei glanced at the unconscious Snape and Ron's injured leg, then haughtily puffed out his chest and walked up to them.

A white Magic Array appeared above Snape's head, and a moment later he groggily opened his eyes.

"Professor, you're awake."

Snape snapped out of his daze, thinking about the reason for his unconsciousness, his face turning particularly grim. "Damn it, Potter, Weasley, and Granger, I won't let you get away with this."

Hermione and Ron instinctively shivered, and after a moment of silence, they nervously said, "I'm sorry, Professor Snape."

"Heh!" Snape looked at the two of them with disdain. "That's just how you Gryffindor are, always stirring up trouble."

I really admire your courage; you actually dared to show yourselves in front of me.

Guess how Professor McGonagall will punish you? Hitting a professor—I've never seen anything so egregious in school before.

The two lowered their heads in silence, accepting Snape's accusations without daring to offer any rebuttal.

"Where's Potter? And where did Lupin and the others go?"

"Uh... Professor, none of them are in mortal danger right now," Aaron interjected. "But Peter Pettigrew managed to escape in the chaos."

Snape paused for a moment, then a mocking smile appeared on his lips. "So, they worked for nothing all night, huh?"

"No, just now the Ministry of Magic arrested Sirius Black, and Potter was taken away too."

"That's really good news." Snape stood up. "Suddenly, my head doesn't hurt as much anymore."

"Professor, I suggest you go to the School Hospital first. Your wound needs to be bandaged."

"Knew."

"Aaron, my... my leg." Ron looked at Abei pleadingly, "Could you let it help heal me too?"

Aaron rolled his eyes, then gave Abei a wink, and only then did it look at Ron's injured leg.

A white light appeared, and after half a minute, Ron felt the pain in his legs lessen considerably, and he was even able to walk with difficulty without anyone's help.

Seeing that he was almost healed, Aaron held Abei in his arms.

"Huh? It seems like I'm still a little short of fully recovered."

"It has only recently awakened this ability, and treating two people in a row is quite a burden for it."

"You should be grateful that you can walk. Leave the rest to Madam Pomfrey; a few days of rest should be enough for you to fully recover."