Chapter 165 164: The Werewolf and the Mystery of Gryffindor
Everyone looked at Ian.
At this moment, Ian took out a few alchemy tools and used a hose to dip a few drops of the magic potion in the reagents into the reagents for analysis. When he looked up, he saw the direct stares of the old man and a group of werewolves.
"Huh?"
Before the little wizard could express his opinion, Lupine pushed his body back and blocked him while raising the wand in his hand.
"Can your true body escape?"
Lupine pinched his throat and lowered his voice before asking.
"This is my true form."
Ian raised what he was holding, proving to Lupine that he was corporeal. However, Lu Ping didn't believe what he said, as it was not like he had never seen similar situations before.
"If you can run, I really advise you to run quickly. They may not hurt me, but they will definitely be very happy to hurt you." Lupine's spirit of sacrificing himself for others moved the little wizard.
Before the little wizard could make the highest promise of "I will definitely not dig your grave when you die," Lu Ping had already turned his attention again to the group of werewolves who were eyeing him.
"This is just a child, you don't even let a child go?" The expression on Lu Ping's face was extremely serious, and his eyes were full of nervousness and wariness.
"We haven't fallen to the level of killing people casually..." The old man spoke helplessly, and then changed the subject in a very serious voice after a brief pause, "However, he is not a werewolf, so he cannot know this secret, or Make him forget what he saw today or make him one of us.”
For this group of werewolves who don't want to expose the [Awakening Potion], this may indeed be the best way to deal with a lot of people.
only.
Lupine obviously wouldn't let the werewolves cast an oblivion spell on Ian, or turn Ian into a werewolf like them. Even aside from the fact that Ian was the person entrusted by Albus Dumbledore to look after him, Lupine seeing a young wizard being harmed was not something that a person of his character would turn a blind eye to.
"I want to remind you very seriously, Lucas, this child is from the Dumbledore family. Do you want to provoke the most powerful wizard in the world for this?"
Lupine knew that it was difficult to change the opponent's mind on his own, so he chose to take advantage of the situation. In his opinion, he was telling the truth. He was already 90% convinced of Ian's "bloodline" issue.
"A member of the Dumbledore family?"
The old werewolf Lucas frowned immediately after hearing this, and the expressions of the werewolves beside him also became a little panicked. It was obvious that Lupine's decision to carry out Albus Dumbledore was very effective.
"Is he a descendant of the Dumbledore family?"
"Impossible! I have never heard of such a thing!"
"This hypocritical guy must be lying! The Dumbledore family has no descendants in this generation! My cousin once settled in Godric's Hollow for a while!"
"It's not necessarily...it's definitely an illegitimate child. It's not like similar situations have never happened in the Dumbledore family before...I heard that there was a Dumbledore next to Grindelwald back then."
"That man is over a hundred years old, how could he have such a little kid as an illegitimate child?"
"Haven't you heard that the older you get, the messier you get... My mother didn't give birth to me until she was seventy years old."
"You still have your menstrual period at the age of seventy??"
……
A group of werewolves who were originally silent and just stood next to the old werewolf named Lucas couldn't help but started chattering under Lupine's "threat".
"Quiet!"
It was the old werewolf Lucas who scolded them. This group of werewolves who were talking more and more outrageously and talking about topics that were getting off topic restrained themselves a lot, but there were still some werewolves further back who were lowering their heads and whispering.
no way.
Werewolves are people too.
As a human being, you will inevitably have a gossipy mind.
"Just listening to what you said, how can I tell if you are not deceiving us?" Lucas was obviously frightened, but he was not as helpless as other werewolves.
Although he had some concerns in his heart, he was still very persistent in keeping things confidential.
"Um...werewolves don't lie to werewolves?" Lu Ping tried to win the other party's trust as a member of his own race, but his seemingly sincere words did not get the desired results.
"Heh."
The old werewolf, who had probably heard such words countless times in his life, just snorted.
He still had an extremely serious face, his eyes fixed on the big and small figures in front of him, his eyes constantly switching back and forth between Lupine and Ian.
The old werewolf's eyes stayed on Ian for the longest time, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know if he was trying to connect Ian's face with Albus Dumbledore.
"I need proof."
He said bluntly, "Don't blame me for being so vigilant. You should know the significance of this potion to us werewolves. We don't want the news to leak out and be cut off from hope."
The so-called hope was not explicitly stated by the old werewolf Lucas, but looking at his serious look, it is inevitable that people can't help but think about it.
"Hope? Meaning? Do you werewolves want to use your werewolf strength to find a place to build a country?" It just so happens that Ian is the kind of character who likes to think about things.
He put away the things in his hands and asked abruptly.
"Don't cause trouble! You little brat who likes to cause trouble!" Lu Ping was sweating profusely when he heard this, and his heart was in his throat. He turned to look at the little wizard beside him, his heart filled with resentment.
How insane must you be to not notice the danger! Does Hogwarts protect children so well now? Why is there no emotion of worry or fear in this little wizard?
"We are not playing house with children now. We are not sure whether you can walk out intact!" Lu Ping felt that he needed to remind the little wizard of his current situation.
"Oh."
Ian nodded.
Probably because of his slightly nonchalant attitude, the old werewolf Lucas felt slighted, and he immediately glared at the little wizard angrily.
"Your guardian is right. If he cannot give me an answer that satisfies me, I think today will not be a good day for you in your life."
The tone of the old werewolf Lucas was quite unkind.
"Can I understand that you are threatening me?"
Ian looked up at the old werewolf who looked at him fiercely.
"Do you think I am afraid of Albus Dumbledore's revenge? We already have nothing, so what if you are really from the Dumbledore family?"
"What else can we lose from your family?" The old werewolf Lucas obviously wanted to put psychological pressure on Ian. His inner emotions were completely different from what he showed.
Ian has long felt the emotions of fear, worry, and hesitation rising in the old werewolf's heart. This is normal. There are many werewolves among the wolves who are worse than this old werewolf. After all, any wizard living in Britain knows that the last person in the land who should not be messed with is not the Ministry of Magic.
The Ministry of Magic still needs legal provisions to deal with a person, and a pure-blood family still needs to find a so-called reason to deal with a person, but a powerful wizard who has no worries has to rely on his own heart.
Who would want to mess with the greatest white wizard of the century?
"I don't quite agree with your statement." Ian ignored the warning from Lupine beside him as he frantically pulled on his clothes, and looked around at the werewolves in front of him who were all taller than him.
"Oh?"
The old werewolf sneered.
"Are all playboys so self-righteous in their hearts?" In his heart, he believed Lupine's statement a lot. After all, Ian's current attitude seemed to be that of a well-protected young man who didn't know the heights of the world. Most of these people come from pure-blood families that pride themselves on being noble.
Because of this.
Even if this little wizard is not a descendant of the Dumbledore family, his background is probably not bad. Children from ordinary families will not be unable to distinguish whether they are in danger or not.
Unless there is something wrong with your brain...
"Hurry up and show them your phoenix!" Lupine felt the increasingly unkind looks from many werewolves, and suddenly became a little panicked. He immediately eagerly hoped that Ian would come up with a strong proof.
"Do you think they will believe it?"
Ian responded softly helplessly.
"..."
Lupine recalled Ian's dark phoenix, which had the wrong color, the wrong cry, and the wrong appearance. For a moment, he fell into silence as he didn't know how to respond.
"Besides, I am really not a member of the Dumbledore family. The phoenix is just a gift from a friend..." Ian's behavior of defending his identity at this time seemed quite stupid to Lupine.
and.
Those words that did not conceal their volume also fell into the ears of the werewolves.
The next moment, not only the expression of the old werewolf Lucas was gloomy, but also the eyes of the group of werewolves around Lucas changed completely, and the bad-tempered werewolf suddenly became furious.
"I knew this hypocritical guy was deceiving us! Another deception! He is not the same kind of person as us!" shouted a werewolf with thin cheekbones.
Before the old werewolf, who was still worried and wanted to find out what was going on with his friend's gift, restrained him, he had already raised the wand in his hand and released magic to Lupine and Ian.
"Torn apart!"
The young werewolf's voice was very loud and his spells were very clear. However, the power of the magic was not great, and the speed of the beam emitted from his wand was not very fast either.
"Armor for protection!"
Even Lupine was able to raise his wand in time to use the Iron Armor Charm to block.
"Lucas! Are you sure you want to do this!?" Lupine quickly looked at the old werewolf as the alpha wolf. At this time, the old werewolf had already suppressed the wand of the angry young werewolf.
"We have no intention of harming you and the child you are bringing. Of course, the premise is that you let us cast a forgetting spell on him, or you can do it yourself to make him forget the memory of today."
The old werewolf must be very strong. Just a look from him made the young werewolf lower his head. After he slowly turned around again, his tone became irrefutable again.
no way.
The young wizard admitted that he was not related by blood to Albus Dumbledore, so for him, a child who might come from a pure-blood family would at best make him give up the idea of infecting him.
"We can negotiate other terms."
Lupine still answered without hesitation.
"If you can find another option that can convince us, of course you can, but you have to hand over the wand in your hand first. We all know that you are really good at magic." The old werewolf Lucas did not directly He refused verbally, but in Lu Ping's eyes, what he said was no different from rejection.
As a wizard.
How could he voluntarily give up his wand?
This is not much different from simply raising your hands to surrender. You must have something in your hand that is feared by the other party to be qualified to negotiate. Giving up the wand means letting others slaughter you.
"You know this is impossible, the wand is the wizard's life." Lu Ping didn't think he could afford the gamble, and the werewolves' reputation wasn't much better than that of pure-blood families.
"Then there's no need to talk. Well, it just so happens that I'm not good at negotiating either." The old werewolf Lucas also expressed his attitude with actions. He took out his wand from his shabby robe.
"I will make both of you lose the memory of today, and you, my compatriot, will lose the help I gave you. I will take back the [awakening potion] I just gave you."
Said.
The old werewolf Lucas tapped his wand in the air, and the next moment, a lizard formed of flames appeared out of thin air, with blazing fire on its surface and opened its bloody mouth and pounced on Lupin.
"The strength is really good."
Ian still had time to express his feelings at this time. Indeed, it is really rare for a wandering werewolf to be able to complete the transformation of the arson spell while casting the spell silently.
This is something that many outstanding Hogwarts graduates cannot do - such as Lupin.
"Thunderbolt explosion!"
Lupine could only use the explosive spell blessed by the spell to fight. Two flaming magics collided in the air, and the next moment there was a violent explosion and roar at the same time.
The surrounding precarious walls turned into rubbles in an instant amid the fierce magical confrontation, and stones and bricks were blown into the sky one after another.
Subsequently.
And it fell from the sky like raindrops. There were some werewolves who had never learned any magic, and they immediately dodged in a hurry, and the area around the basketball court fell into panic.
"Ho~ho~"
There were also some werewolves who directly chose to transform on the spot after being stimulated. With a roar, these werewolves suddenly became red-eyed and had patches of hair growing on their bodies.
Even their bodies have become much bigger - their enhanced bodies allowed them to withstand the falling bricks, and the pain only intensified the anger in their eyes.
Although they are still mortal bodies, and their bodies can still be scratched by sharp gravel, their recovery ability is amazing, and they begin to squirm and recover as soon as the wounds are formed.
certainly.
The kind of recovery speed visible to the naked eye is neither comparable to Deadpool nor Wolverine, but the latter two do not exist, at least not as individuals in this world.
Werewolves are a kind of creature that really exists in this world, and there are quite a lot of them. The virus that infects them is not undesirable in some aspects.
"This resilience..."
Ian thought he had discovered a medical miracle.
If we could keep so many werewolves in captivity and solve the problem of werewolves' infectivity, wouldn't there be endless waists and endless blood in this world?
really!
What the old werewolf Lucas just said was right! Excellent businessmen will want to find sustainable development strategies. Drugs that cannot cure diseases but can effectively control them are good drugs!
"I have grown mentally again."
In chaos.
Ian actually still had time to have an epiphany.
It was not that there were no werewolves rushing in his direction. In fact, there were also werewolf wizards who fired magic at him, but they were all dodged by his extremely dexterous snake-skin movements.
The little wizard, who was used to seeing strong winds and waves, could handle such a situation with ease. He didn't even take out his wand, because the wand in his hand at this time was more of a decoration.
certainly.
It's not like you can't use magic at all.
“There are so many obstacles!”
Like some werewolves that he really couldn't avoid, he would also use magic to create some obstacles to intercept those werewolves who wanted to catch him or infect him.
"Don't kill!"
The words of the old werewolf Lucas were not heard by many werewolves.
He obviously couldn't control the situation.
Although the [Awakening Potion] can keep werewolves sane after their transformation, in fact, most werewolves have anger and dissatisfaction with the world that cannot be suppressed by reason.
This may be a kind of "hate against the rich" in the wizarding world. For young wizards who are suspected of having a good background, the dark side of many werewolves emerges at this moment. Their eyes also shone with jealousy and hatred in the sunlight, as if something about Ian had touched a sensitive nerve deep in their hearts.
"This is bullying me because my magic power is weak at the moment!" Ian found helplessly that he couldn't shake the life-killing curse even after shaking it several times. Perhaps this had a lot to do with the pitiful lack of magic power he was given.
Um.
Or maybe there is a "delay" in the body created by the "transformation technique" of remote control? In any case, Ian wanted to set off a fire, but only a small wisp of flame burst out from the tip of the wand.
"This guy is a weakling!"
When the werewolves saw this, they also roared more ferociously. They taunted and pounced on Ian, their sharp claws flashing coldly in the moonlight.
"We can only use the simplest magic method."
Faced with siege from all sides, Ian built himself a turtle shell that emitted a hazy white light. This was inspired by the mage character in a game called "Legend".
Original magic!
Simple and easy to use, no magic jam.
The only drawback is probably that the strength of the protective shield is determined by the strength of the magic power.
The werewolves slammed into the seemingly fragile magic shield. Every impact made the protective shield tremble slightly, and the crumbling magic shield seemed to be about to break at any time.
"Damn! Are you all crazy!"
other side.
Lupine wanted to rescue the little wizard, but he was a little powerless. He also faced a group of out-of-control werewolves. Even if the old werewolf Lucas stopped, he was still tired of dealing with it.
"Fainted!"
Faced with the sudden attack by the transformed werewolf, Lupine immediately released a spell in time. However, the werewolf hit by the magic just covered his head and shook it vigorously.
immediately.
He regained his agile figure again.
"Roar!"
The werewolf opened his hands and roared to the sky. The fangs exposed on his face were dripping with saliva. He rushed over again as if he had not been attacked by any magic.
"What an excellent magic resistance!"
The little wizard who was in the crossfire zone sighed sincerely. His magic shield looked like it was going to be torn apart at the next moment, but the expression on his face still showed no trace of nervousness or fear at all.
Lupine felt that this was the reason why Ian's true form was not actually in this location.
His hunch was indeed correct.
"It doesn't matter where your true body is! Run quickly! Don't doubt the sense of smell of a group of werewolves!" Lu Ping was very sure that the sense of smell of werewolves could restrain the Disillusionment Curse to a certain extent.
"It's best to ask Dumbledore to save me after you run out!"
He was worthy of being an outstanding graduate of Gryffindor. He was able to cast spells while reminding Ian. I saw his wand pointed at the dilapidated house next to him and tapped lightly.
The next moment.
The vines clinging to the wall seemed to be half-activated, turning into long flying whips. They fiercely lashed at the werewolves who were constantly attacking.
Werewolves were sent flying one after another, and some were stumbled directly by the vines.
The scene looked quite chaotic.
Fortunately, there are not many magic masters among this group of werewolves. Otherwise, Lupine would definitely be more difficult to resist than he is now. He can always parry the magic that flies here from time to time.
“There are so many obstacles!”
"Torn apart!"
"Fainted!"
Lupine raised his wand and fought as a wizard from beginning to end, and even in such dangerous times, he did not easily kill the attacking werewolves. "Senior, you are actually the Great Madonna of Hogwarts!" Ian came over and stuck to Lupine's side, raising his wand to share some of Lupine's pressure.
"They won't thank you for it."
The little wizard's judgment was not wrong.
Although Lupine exercised as much restraint as possible when he used magic, in the eyes of the werewolves, the looks they looked at Lupine only grew more and more angry and hateful.
"You are fighting for people who do not belong to our tribe! You...are a traitor!" Even the old werewolf Lucas was roaring, raising his wand again to release magic.
Feeling the powerful magic fluctuations on the opponent's body, Lupine's eyelids jumped wildly. He could only catch Ian who was still nagging beside him like a dead horse.
"Got to escape!"
Lupine directly used Disapparation - the next moment, he and Ian, who was captured by him, were separated from the chaos, and the chaotic scene around them was replaced by a somewhat empty room.
Wu's Orphanage.
The room where Senior Tom once lived.
"Huhuhu~"
Please...you...collect_6_9_书_吧 (六//九//书//吧)
Lupine fell directly to the ground, and the wand in his hand rolled out. His clothes were soaked with sweat, and the feeling of magic still surging in his body made him grit his teeth.
The exhaustion of a fierce battle, coupled with the apparation of others, is a heavy burden for a wizard like him, and it has almost reached the limit.
no way.
For most wizards, even in Hogwarts, they are excellent people, but their upper limit of strength and magic power are still far from the real geniuses.
"I have tried my best. If this is not your true body, then you really can only pray. I informed Dumbledore quickly enough, and your body was still warm when he went to collect it for you."
Lu Ping finally regained his breath and stood up from the ground with support. However, when he looked around him, he only saw a dry branch next to him.
"I knew it would be like this..." Lupine weakly raised his hands to cover his eyes. This was the reason why he didn't use Disapparation to escape in the first place.
He really didn't know where the little wizard's true identity was hidden!
The only thing that was certain was that the little devil was still there.
……
Disapparate.
It is extremely profound magic.
Very few wizards have access to it and can learn it. This also caused the werewolves who were already "under-educated". After Lupine apparated away with the "little wizard", they all lost the target they wanted to attack. This group of ferocious werewolves pounced on them. Empty and seemingly at a loss.
Their eyes still retained the fervor and ferocity of hunting, but at this moment they could only look around helplessly.
"Where did they go?"
A werewolf asked in confusion.
"I don't know! It disappeared in a swish!"
"Damn it! It's Apparition! That damn traitor can Apparate!"
"They will definitely reveal our secrets! It's over now! We will definitely be targeted! We will be captured and studied! We will become the target of those pure-blood wizards who want to eradicate us!"
The low and confused roars of the werewolves echoed in the ruins. They ran around, trying to find traces of Lupin in the chaos, but everything was in vain. Lupine has used the mysterious ability of phantom movement to teleport himself to a safe place, away from this group of werewolves driven by jealousy and hatred.
"We have to leave here! Go to Northern Europe! Go to America!" The werewolves finally stopped and looked at each other, unwillingness and helplessness flashing in their eyes.
Just when this group of werewolves were extremely worried.
"Don't worry!"
The old werewolf Lucas stood up again. When he saw his compatriots starting to transform back into human form, the expression on his face was also a bit solemn and uncomfortable.
"It's all your fault! You pushed them too hard!" The old werewolf Lucas said in a tone of hatred. He obviously knew that Lupine had extremely advanced running skills.
This was also the reason why he had been trying to communicate with Lupine and persuade Lupine to cast the Forgetting Curse on the little wizard. Unexpectedly, what he was most worried about happened.
"It's all Ryan's fault! It was Ryan who acted first!"
"Isn't that the one he played with us first?"
"Can't you control your temper? Jenny left you to be with me for a reason!"
"Damn! It turns out you poached my girlfriend!"
……
The extremely classic blame-shifting process after a failure is sometimes so unpredictable that it always reveals some well-hidden things when people get involved.
"Enough of you! Is now the time to discuss this kind of thing? Now is the time when the [Awakening Potion] may be exposed, and our situation may cause us trouble!"
The old werewolf Lucas finally suppressed the two people who started fighting with a roar.
"I know their smell, we can chase them down..." A guy who still maintained his werewolf form made a suggestion while holding up a piece of cloth in his hand.
"If they go directly to Albus Dumbledore, do you want to challenge that undefeated myth?" The old werewolf Lucas responded with a sneer.
The group of werewolves fell silent again.
They're great when they come together.
But asking them to challenge insurmountable mountains is definitely not something they are willing to do. It is right to fight for their ideals, but it would be too stupid to die for their ideals.
"Let me think about it, let me think about it...how to save it." The old werewolf Lucas obviously had no idea at this time, and he began to pace back and forth among the ruins.
Other werewolves without any intelligence could only look at this "alpha wolf" helplessly. The reason why they followed the old werewolf Lucas was of course not just because the old werewolf Lucas was a powerful wizard.
There is also a reason why the old werewolf Lucas has a very smart mind.
"I'm just worried that your recklessness will really arouse the wrath of Albus Dumbledore... I clearly haven't fully confirmed the background information of that child just now."
The old werewolf Lucas may be really smart, but he also has the same characteristics as others, so he didn't forget to complain about the impulse of his compatriots when thinking about countermeasures.
"It's all Ryan's fault!"
The werewolves all pointed their fingers at the werewolf who attacked first.
"Damn it! Are you done yet!"
The grumpy werewolf was furious.
And just then.
"I can also prove that it's all Ryan's fault. Oh, it's his name, right? It's all Ryan's fault." A rather immature and firm voice came from not far away.
"Who!?"
The werewolves looked over warily.
There are no children in their group.
"You actually came back again!?"
Seeing the little wizard walking through the collapsed streets, carrying several large bags in his hands, all the werewolves, including the old werewolf Lucas, looked incredulously.
What is this called?
Sheep in wolf's mouth?
Uncomfortable without dying?
"Where is your guardian?"
The old werewolf came to his senses immediately and looked around, but did not see Lupine. The little wizard who climbed over from a collapsed wall was really just a person.
"Guardian of Fart, I just went to Diagon Alley and collected the gifts from the tenants. Then he took the tool man I left with him on a big adventure."
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Ian put the bag he was holding on the ground. Without carrying something like a gift in his hand, he couldn't show off his popularity. The reason why he put it on the ground temporarily was just to get his wand.
"Of course, of course, I still know what happened just now. After all, I am also controlling the tool man. This is why I feel a little aggrieved now."
"If we play again, I will definitely give you a different... dignity." Ian raised the elder wand in his hand, and his eyes scanned all the werewolves present.
Finally it fell on the old werewolf Lucas.
"If I remember correctly, you seemed to have said just now that you have nothing and no other group to lose? I also remember that I refuted your words, right?"
He asked with a smile.
"Do you want to take action against us?"
The old werewolf Lucas had a look of disbelief on his face. He looked at the werewolf next to him who had begun to transform again, and then at the little wizard in front of him who had a look of ignorance.
"Yes, kid, we are people with nothing, so don't expect us to be like the people you usually meet. We lose our courage when we hear you reveal the name of the family." Old werewolf Lucas Feeling that the scene in front of him was too bizarre and absurd, he could only attribute it to the fact that incestuous marriages in pure-blood families tend to produce offspring with abnormal brains.
"What nonsense are you talking to him! Catch him! The escaped traitor will definitely come to save him!" It's Ryan again. Really, he can definitely be called the warrior among this group of werewolves.
I saw.
After a roar.
Werewolf Ryan transformed into a werewolf form again and flew towards the little wizard at an extremely fast speed - however, before he could get close, the ground shook violently, causing him to lose his footing and fall to the ground.
"What's going on?"
"Is it an earthquake?"
"I feel like the earth is going to crack!"
……
The shaking was comparable to a magnitude 8 earthquake, causing all the werewolves to panic. The old werewolf Lucas grabbed his wand, but his hands could not stop shaking.
"What kind of magic is this..."
He couldn't believe it, and looked at the little wizard with a horrified voice. Above the broken earth, Ian has soared into the sky, the red cloak behind him extremely bright.
"Lucas! Lucas! His magic...his magic..." A female werewolf whose eyes seemed to have been transformed by magic, and who had been standing next to Lucas before, collapsed to the ground.
She was different from most werewolves who hadn't realized what was happening. With her modified eyes, she could clearly see the majestic power surging like waves in this space.
"Jenny! What happened to his magic?"
The pupils of the old werewolf Lucas shrank sharply. He subconsciously wanted to cast a spell, but flames suddenly rose from the wand in his hand. When he saw the color of the flames, he immediately felt chills running down his spine.
That's a enchanting blue!
"Damn it! Li Huo!"
The old werewolf Lucas did not hesitate and threw away the wand that had been with him for many years. He watched the wand turn into ashes on the ground, but he could not feel any anger in his heart.
Some only have panic, panic, and... deep fear.
Silent casting!
All silent casting!
"What the hell are you!"
The old werewolf suddenly looked at Ian in mid-air.
And just then.
"I saw an insurmountable mountain... Lucas... he... he can kill us all!" The trembling voice of the female werewolf sitting on the ground was full of horror.
"Yes, yes, that's it. Just like what I just retorted, you still have something to lose..." The little wizard tilted his head and smiled very innocently.
"That's what you call hope, and...life."
His words trailed off.
The shaking earth began to surge, as if a giant that had been sleeping for a long time was being awakened. With a dull and powerful roar, the soil and stones on the ground began to roll, gradually forming huge figures. These figures are made of clay, are several feet tall, and are as tall as giants.
The werewolves wanted to scatter.
However.
The clay giant took action. They waved their huge arms and slapped the werewolves with heavy palms like mountains. Those originally ferocious werewolves looked so small and fragile in front of the clay giants. With one slap, a werewolf was slapped hard to the ground and howled miserably.
Many werewolves were knocked down by the clay giant one by one. They fell to the ground like leaves swept down by the strong wind. Even the old werewolf Lucas, as the alpha wolf, is not immune.
In the face of the powerful power of the clay giant, even if they transformed one after another, the werewolves were still helpless. They could only watch helplessly as they were defeated one by one by these behemoths.
"Of course, I am not a murderous person. Just as you gave me two choices before, now, I will give you two choices, either choose to die with your hope."
"Either..." Ian slowly landed on the ground, looked around, lowered his head and whispered to the old werewolf Lucas who was lying on the ground and was pressed to the ground by a big hand of the clay giant.
"Show your worth."
His voice echoed slowly in the empty ruins.
Surrounded by countless clay giants.
The little wizard's thin figure looks quite conspicuous.
……
Ten minutes later.
"Hoo~"
The space changes.
After passing the message to Albus Dumbledore, Lupine, who waited for a while but didn't get a response, finally felt uneasy and returned here fully armed after his magic regained some activity.
However.
Lupine, who had already prepared for the worst, saw a scene that made him feel as if his brain was gradually shutting down and completely unable to figure out what was going on, while holding up his wand with high vigilance.
Under the dim and mysterious light, a group of werewolves lined up quietly, their figures appearing both huge and abject. These werewolves, once known for their strength and wildness, now bear obvious scars - some are missing an arm, some are missing a leg, although their eyes still shine with humiliation.
But it's more of a helpless obedience.
"What's going on?"
Lupine felt that he had missed the moment when Albus Dumbledore arrived on the battlefield.
However.
Just when his senior principal appeared, he was really shocked to find that there was a thin little wizard standing in front of the group of werewolves lining up.
"Your Silver Siko."
"You have to pay for my ten tubes of blood."
"Your Silver Siko."
"What you have to pay me is twelve tubes of blood. I can't help it. Who gave you an extra arm?"
……
I saw.
Ian is making some kind of deal with the werewolves with a syringe.
He seemed to sense Lupine's arrival.
"Look, dear senior, I told you before that Golden Gallons are really useful. Even if there are setbacks sometimes, I can always find a way to use them."
The little wizard raised the money bag in his hand.
Like showing off.
"..."
Lu Ping felt even more incomprehensible.
"Where is Headmaster Dumbledore?"
He looked left and right, but did not find the figure he wanted to find. He only caught a glimpse of the old werewolf Lucas sitting in the corner, his face was a little pale, and a lot of blood had been drawn at a glance.
"Who forced you to donate blood?"
In Lupine's view, using silver to buy werewolf blood was simply more sinister than the dark wizards in Knockturn Alley. It was almost the same as asking werewolves to donate blood for free.
He had been worried about the little wizard's safety before.
but.
He now also sympathizes with the werewolves' plight.
"Who is that boy? He is definitely not a member of the Dumbledore family!"
The old werewolf Lucas did not answer Lupine's question, but propped up his head, which was slightly dizzy due to lack of blood. There was a complexity in his eyes that Lupine could not understand.
"Huh?"
The confusion and uncertainty on Lupine's face became more obvious.
"It seems you don't know either."
The old werewolf Lucas read the message on Lupine's face. He sighed and lowered his head. In his mind, he recalled what the young man who called himself Gryffindor said.
"This bottle of potion will lead you to find the promised land that belongs to you."
At this moment.
The old werewolf Lucas felt like he was about to realize something.
But I haven’t fully realized it yet.
He's obviously not as smart as other werewolves think.
(End of chapter)