Your Grandpa Is Still Your Grandpa

Earlier, Greyback had arrived outside Hogwarts with several others. He rubbed his hands together, ready to charge into Hogwarts and unleash a massacre.

But his claws were practically worn flat, and those useless fools still had not managed to break open Hogwarts' Defense Barrier. Greyback was so furious he wanted to take a bite out of every last one of them.

Who was it that had arrogantly claimed Hogwarts' Defense Barrier was garbage and could be broken with a flick of the hand?!

"It's almost done. We'll have it sorted out soon."

A Wizard wearing a hood that concealed his face said this.

As he spoke, the Wizard subtly shifted a little farther away from Greyback.

Clearly, he was afraid Greyback would suddenly take a bite out of him.

If that happened, he would probably cry himself unconscious in a bathroom.

"You said the same thing a week ago!"

Greyback's patience was nearly exhausted. He did not want to hear any more perfunctory nonsense from these useless fools.

"This time, it really is almost done. Unless something goes wrong, we should be able to finish it tonight."

The hooded Wizard spoke as if he were on the verge of tears.

There were clearly five people assigned to break the barrier, including him, so why did this filthy stupid wolf insist on howling at him?

Go howl at someone else!

"You're so damn noisy! Greyback, if you don't shut that stinking mouth of yours, I'll cut off your head!"

Hermenium said irritably.

After spending a week sleeping rough in this godforsaken wilderness, Hermenium was already in a foul mood. Now Greyback kept barking nonstop, making her even more agitated.

"What did you say?! Come and try it! I'll tear you to pieces!"

Brown fur rapidly sprouted over Greyback's exposed hands and