"Dad, stop it! Don't shoot him!"

"Look, he's dangerous. He hurt one of my employees, and just before you came, he almost bit our waiter. I can't let that happen. I have to kill this monster."

"Please don't do that. I'm begging you, Father." Clara knelt before her father, her arms wrapped tightly around his waist. "Father, please. He's still your grandson."

For a moment, Harry was stunned, though he would not admit it, but the fact that the creature was born of his daughter made him realize ...