Just as everyone had expected, the moment the viaduct connecting to the castle suddenly collapsed, whether they were werewolves sprinting across the bridge or werewolves who had not yet made it onto it, they were all stunned by the abrupt turn of events.
They had never imagined that the other side would stop them by destroying the viaduct.
No, rather, they had never imagined that Yaxley would betray the Dark Lord and personally lead them into a dead end.
As long as they were not too foolish, a Shock Absorption Charm would ensure that the werewolves on the bridge did not die from the fall. But one should not forget that enemies were still watching them from across the broken bridge. They could easily throw Mandrakes down below to cause trouble for the unlucky ones who had fallen. Even if it did not kill them, it would still leave them badly battered.
Most importantly, once the viaduct before them had collapsed, the several hundred gathered werewolves would find it difficult to storm the castle and put pressure on their side anytime soon.
With the werewolves no longer posing an immediate threat, their task was complete. Whether they could use this opportunity to wipe out a large number of werewolves next depended on Nelson Tobin's performance.
To ensure that the entire plan went off without a hitch, Nelson Tobin, the one carrying it out, had naturally taken Felix Felicis as well. At the most suitable moment—when the viaduct collapsed and everyone froze in shock—he swiftly pulled a Mandrake from his pouch and hurled it into the crowd behind them, intending to cut off their retreat and leave them no chance at all.
The effect was astonishing. The cry of a single Mandrake, catching the werewolves completely unprepared, brought down a large