Hogwarts Homecoming

After no longer feeling the dangerous atmosphere coming from the depths of the forest, the restless wolves finally calmed down.

They turned their attention back to the old man holding the gun, seemingly hovering in place unintentionally, but in fact, the snow wolves were getting closer and closer in every direction.

The silence that shrouded this coniferous pine forest did not make Jasuna feel at ease, but was extremely depressing.

After clearing away most of the firewood and dry food that Old Enma had painstakingly prepared these days, she knelt in the snow and hurriedly tightened the reins of the sled dogs. From time to time she looked at Old Enma who was looking towards the top of the snow slope. Go and have a look.

The strong will to get old Enma to safety allowed her to overcome the stinging pain caused by the scraping of her injured foot against the snow, the touch, and the cold.

Old Enma should not have taken these risks, she was the cause of all this.

In the past, she was immersed in the absurd dream her father weaved for her and couldn't extricate herself. In order to make that absurd dream come true, countless Muggles and wizards died directly or indirectly at her hands.

Now, she has woken up from her dream. She doesn't want to kill anyone again.

"Enma!"

After the reins were put around the neck of the last sled dog, Jasuna didn't bother to wipe the sweat from her temples and shouted at the old man.

Bang!

Another plume of green smoke came out of the muzzle, and suddenly exploded on the flat snow, scaring a snow wolf that was trying to approach and rolled back several times.

The wolves that were ready to move were lying on their knees, their cold eyes firmly locked on old Enma.

Cha, cha——

The old Enma, who stood like a sculpture, finally moved. The shotgun that was broken in his hand disappeared smoothly. His cloudy eyes showed unusual sharpness. He slowly retreated, step by step, down the snowy slope.

Ouch!

The howls of wolves resounded through the forest one after another. When old Enma's gray head disappeared from sight, the wolves immediately began to become restless again.

However, for a while, no wolf dared to advance.

They are also afraid of injury. In this extreme wild environment, injury equals death.

Ugh!

A wild wolf with dense gray hair on its neck and gray-blue eyes that were purer than the other snow wolves walked out from behind a thick coniferous pine.

It whimpered lowly, and its gloomy eyes stared at the snow pit, shining with the light of wisdom.

For wild wolves living in the mountains, shotguns are one of their few natural enemies. In order to avoid shotguns, this wolf has been hiding himself.

When the nearby snow wolves saw the leader, they all came towards him and lowered their heads.

The alpha wolf ignored the subordinates who expressed their surrender to him. His cold gaze swept across the two similar animals on the snow that had lost their temperature, and continued to stare at the snow pit.

A rare heavy snow has buried most of the creatures in the dense forest in the snow, making it more difficult to obtain food than in previous winters. Therefore, it is inevitable for these two people to get it.

A low and feral roar rolled across the snow, and the wolves who heard the command let out a bloodthirsty howl.

Snow wolves from all directions began to gather in front of the snow slope, and this time, their posture was much more decisive.

Once more than forty wolves all block the entrance to the slope, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Enma and Jasuna to rush out again!

Woo!

The alpha wolf hiding behind the pack continued to give orders.

An old wolf at the head of the queue trotted towards the slope with all four legs, ready to find out--

Ouch, ouch, ouch!

There was finally movement in the snow pit that had been silent for a long time.

"run!"

After Jasuna let out a sharp scream, the sled dogs, which had been ready to go, suddenly rushed forward, and the sled car, which had lost more than half its weight, moved suddenly!

Before the old wolf could react, he was knocked over by the sled dogs who looked at him as if they were dead. The sled truck that ran over him immediately broke several of its ribs, cutting off its hope of surviving the winter!

Jasuna did not hide in the carriage. She and Old Enma were sitting side by side in the driver's seat. Old Enma was holding a gun, while she was holding on to the reins.

As if they were going to die together, Jasuna drove the sleigh and crashed into the group of wolves, with such menacing momentum that even the alpha wolf showed fear. Bang!

call out!

The bang of the gun and the whistle of the cutting curse sounded at the same time, taking away the lives of the two snow wolves.

Jasuna stared at the wolves with sharp eyes. Just before the sled car was about to hit the wolves, she suddenly pulled the reins, and the sled dogs immediately ran towards the glacier.

The sleigh left arc traces on the snow, and after knocking away a few snow wolves that were trying to avoid it, it rode away!

Ran away?

This unexpected scene confused the alpha wolf for a few seconds, but then it reacted and immediately howled with murderous intent and ferocity.

Boom!

The sleigh flew down the slope, hit the river that was also covered by heavy snow, shook violently for a few times, and then flew forward.

The wolves also jumped into the river one after another under the command of the alpha wolf.

In the dense forest covered with silver, a fierce chase begins!

"Faster, faster!"

The coniferous pines growing on both sides of the river swept back quickly. The strong wind in front of her made Jasuna unable to open her eyes, and her cheeks were pale and bloodless due to the cold.

But Jasuna, who knew that her survival depended entirely on whether the sled dogs could get away from the wolves, did not dare to stop, and still urged her anxiously.

But even so, the sled dogs, carrying the weight of the sled vehicle and two people, were gradually pulled closer by the wolves.

Boom!

A strange sound suddenly came from the carriage behind her, which made Jiasina's face change. With her palpitations, the reins in her hands kept shaking a few times, which disturbed the rhythm of the sled dogs' running, and their steps of pulling the carriage became a little disordered.

The speed of the car dropped a little, and another strange sound came from the back of the carriage.

"Hold steady."

The steady voice of Old Enma calmed Jiasina's panic. He turned around and saw the raised mark of a wolf's paw on the leather mattress!

On the bumpy sled, Old Enma held the hunting rifle still steady!

Bang!

The bullet pushed out of the barrel by the air wave raised by the exploding gunpowder easily tore the leather mattress, smashed the front paw of the snow wolf, and then lifted the snow wolf's skull, and the splashing red and white liquids drenched Old Enma.

This added a bit of sharp murderous aura to that dull and old face.

Through the big hole in the car body torn by the bullet, old Enma saw that the snow wolf with a shattered head was thrown off the car by the impact of the bullet before it could even howl.

But his expression did not relax at all, because there was more than one snow wolf jumping into the car!

Another terrifying wolf face appeared from the torn hole, and the pair of animal eyes with contracted pupils were filled with the desire for flesh and blood!

The snow wolf opened its mouth, and the strong fishy smell gushing out of its ferocious mouth with serrated teeth made Jasna, who was driving the sled, feel numb in the back of her head!

Old Enma's shotgun was single-shot, and there were no bullets in his gun.

After all, having lived in Muggle society, Jasna's understanding of Muggle technology was higher than that of ordinary wizards.

Jasna was about to turn around and plan to use her cutting spell to deal with the second wolf that jumped into the car, but she saw from the corner of her eye that old Enma was holding up the shotgun that he had not loaded with bullets.

Swish!

After a strange sound, Jasna felt a few drops of warm liquid splashing on her ears.

Awoo!

The snow wolf let out a painful roar that shook the sky!

But Old Enma was not moved at all. He pulled out the shotgun that was inserted into the snow wolf's eye socket with a swish, loaded the bullets with a quick and steady movement, and then--

Bang!

The shotgun roared and sprayed out red bullets again, directly smashing the head of the hungry wolf who was hesitating in the carriage, and by the way, it also cracked half of the carriage.

The leather mattress at the crack of the carriage wall brought a burden to the carriage's movement. Old Enma's vigorous hands grabbed the leather at the crack and tore it hard. With a sizzling sound, the leather covering the backs of the two people was directly torn off.

After wiping the blood-stained barrel with the leather, Old Enma threw the leather out and tripped several more chasing snow wolves.

Well done!

As she glanced at the expressionless old Enma who was loading bullets, Jasna admired him in her heart. But then, several snow wolves gradually came into her sight on both sides of the carriage, making Jasna look gloomy again! (End of this chapter)