The Wolf is Coming Ch. 23

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Abraham didn't know how panicked Emma was. The only thing he could feel now was the dull pain in his legs and the abnormal coldness in his body; years of experience told him that he had started to have a fever.

Because of the fever, his head was a little dizzy, but the pain in his legs and the current situation made it impossible for him to fall asleep here. He could only crawl into the shadow under the bed and instinctively seek safety in a corner that no one could see.

Hazily, he saw a familiar figure, it seemed to be... Hermione?

On the other side, looking at the pair of eyes that were obviously not human, Emma didn't dare to act rashly. She clenched her wand and thought about whether to use Incarcerous or Stupefy.

She suddenly remembered the toy she bought for Crookshanks a few days ago— a bouncing ball that would glow as long as it was hit, so she continued to pay attention to the movement under the bed while groping for the bouncing ball on the table.

The hand that was groping around on the table finally found the bouncing ball. Emma quickly grabbed it, knocked it to light, and then quickly threw it under the bed. The bouncing ball bounced a few times and rolled under the bed, causing Emma's heart to beat rapidly.

Soon, a fluffy tail blocked the way of the bouncing ball. With the colorful light of the bouncing ball, Emma finally saw what was lying under her bed.

Merlin! Who could tell her why there was a wolf under her bed?!

At this time, the window sash that was not closed tightly was pushed open by someone, which scared Emma, who was already nervous, and she almost screamed. But before she turned around, the familiar cat's cry sounded— it was Crookshanks.

The big orange cat jumped down from the windowsill, as if he didn't notice the tense atmosphere in the room, and quickly got under the bed, making a series of fierce calls.

"Crookshanks, come back!" Emma was startled by his behavior.

Even if Crookshanks was bought from the wizarding world and could barely be considered a magical creature, it was essentially a cat. In Emma's opinion, a cat running to the wolf was almost the same as delivering food, and she could almost imagine the terrible scene that followed.

However, the terrible scene that Emma imagined did not happen.

The wolf and the cat communicated something under the bed, and soon, Crookshanks ran out with his toy in his mouth, and then the wolf followed.

For the first time, Emma saw the full appearance of the wolf; almost all of its hair was snow-white, its ears were erect, and its tail was pulled behind it. It didn't look very strong, and its golden eyes were not as wild as the wild wolves she had seen on TV before.

The white wolf looked up at the alert Emma, revealing a very human look, and then walked slowly towards the window along the wall, as if preparing to jump out from there again.

Emma's wand was always pointed at Abraham, and she quietly took a few steps away from Abraham. She watched the white wolf walk towards the window, and blood was stained on its snow-white fur on his left hind leg.

Finally, the white wolf standing in front of the window jumped. Not known know if he pulled the wound, his whole body suddenly trembled, his legs softened, and he fell from the windowsill again before he could stand firmly.

This was a wounded wolf.

After finally realizing this, Emma suddenly became less afraid.

In the dead of night, the hazy moonlight passed through the skylight in the attic, barely illuminating the small storage room.

Among all kinds of sundries, a fluffy figure was curled up on the floor. Suddenly, it moved, and then, a pair of yellow eyes slowly opened in the darkness.

Abraham, who had just woken up, looked at the unfamiliar environment in front of him. Just when he wanted to move his limbs, he found that he had been tied up tightly with ropes. At first, he was a little confused, and he was stunned for a while, and then his thoughts followed the rhythm belatedly.

Oh, I am locked up.

Just a few hours ago, Abraham, who was originally preparing to leave here, accidentally fell from the windowsill while jumping out of the window because of a hind leg injury and a fever. This movement seemed to be not small, and attracted the Grangers.

Mr. Granger picked up the golf club, and without saying a word, he hit Abraham's head with one club. Abraham, who had just stood up, was caught off guard by the blow, and his eyes were blurred. He almost couldn't stand, and Mr. Granger's second club had already swung over...

Abraham had no idea what happened next. He could only thank God that the family didn't take advantage of his unconsciousness to skin him or something, after all, the security guards who had been chasing him had discussed how much his fur was worth.

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