Hogwarts Raven's Claw

Chapter 264 The So-called Werewolf

The little girl Betty's words made the atmosphere in the whole pub tense.

Lily, who was walking towards the kitchen not far away, suddenly stopped. She slowly turned her head and looked at Victor. The bloody boning knife appeared in her right hand again at some point.

Victor felt that the way Lily looked at him was like looking at a piece of raw meat. His body stiffened instinctively, and his right hand unconsciously grasped the air.

His wand was currently hidden in the battle wand holster on his right arm, which had consumed all the gold Galleons he had borrowed from the student aid program.

But the effect is also very good. Now as long as he thinks about it, the magic wand will fly into his hand.

At this moment, he really wanted to summon his wand and cast a fire spell here, because the oppressive feeling Lily gave him was too strong.

Although Lily was of strong build, the distance between them was not close at the moment, so he was confident that he could kill her directly.

But what happens after that?

There are werewolves everywhere outside, and the area surrounding Hatch Village is all wilderness. In this situation, even if I can break out of the siege, I will eventually be hunted down and killed by these werewolves.

After thinking it over again and again, Victor finally gave up the urge to take action directly and began to put forward the arguments he had prepared before setting out.

"Oh! That's what I use to store my souvenirs. My real luggage is packed in here."

Victor patted the big backpack on his back in a relaxed tone, and smiled at Betty.

However, this smile seemed to contain some other meaning.

"Is that so? Then uncle, you must buy more beef when you go back! The beef here is the best!"

Betty recommended enthusiastically.

Victor breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that the little girl's IQ was not high. Thinking of this, he turned his gaze back to Lily who was not far away.

"Betty, you have to call me brother. This guy isn't that old yet."

"Huh? Really?"

"Oh, yes, I am 16 years old."

"Brother, you are so young! Betty was wrong. I just called you uncle." The little girl Betty lowered her head and said aggrievedly, but before Victor could comfort her, she asked like a machine gun, "What's your name, brother? Where are you from? Are you still in school?"

Victor had been observing Lily out of the corner of his eye. Seeing that she was slowly approaching while the two were talking, he stepped back without making a sound and replied with a smile:
"My name is Victor Dawn, you can just call me Victor. Also, I'm from London and I'm currently attending Eton College."

After hearing Victor's answer, Lily, who was holding the bone-chopping knife, suddenly showed a look of surprise on her face and said:

"Isn't Eton College the famous aristocratic school? I didn't expect that you, Mr. Dawn, are actually a noble young master. But okay, can you tell me if there are many girls in Eton College?"

"Um, ma'am, unfortunately, Eton College is a boys' school, so..."

Victor didn't say the second half of his sentence, but Lily understood what he meant. She covered her chest with her free left hand and said embarrassedly:

"Oh! I am so ignorant. I am sorry to have embarrassed you, Mr. Dawn."

"No, just call me Victor."

Victor breathed a sigh of relief. Lily's behavior was very much like the reaction of a country girl who had her true ignorance exposed. However, he knew that Lily was already suspicious of him and the question just now was just a test for him.

If I followed her question and started describing what the girls at Eton College were like, I would probably be about to be chopped by the boning knife.

Then Lily asked Victor many questions, some of which were probing and some were just simple questions, such as why are you here at such a young age.

Fortunately, Victor was well prepared. He had thought carefully about the answers to most of the questions before setting off, so his answers were quite fluent.

Compared to Lily, the little girl Betty had more questions, but the object of her curiosity was obviously not Victor, but the legendary London.

Her eyes were shining and countless questions about London came out of her mouth.

Victor answered all her questions without hesitation. He could see that this little girl must have lived in the countryside since she was a child, so she was very yearning for a big city like London.

The interrogation lasted for a long time, until nearly 16 p.m. Lily stopped and asked Betty to lead Victor to the room.

Betty was obviously still unsatisfied. She pouted and brought Victor to the room in a depressed mood. Before leaving, she asked Victor if she could continue the previous topic later.

Of course Victor agreed to this.

Who could refuse a request from a cute little girl? Besides, it was the easiest to get information from a child of this age.

Lily did not lie to him. The room she brought him to was very clean and looked like it was cleaned regularly.

But the room is quite small, there is no toilet inside, and the bed is a hard single bed.

But Victor didn't care too much about this because he didn't plan to sleep here.

To be precise, he didn't plan to sleep for the next two days. After all, this was a wolf's den, and he might be killed while he was sleeping.

After taking a shower, when Victor came downstairs again, the tavern was already bustling with activity. Under the bright yellow light, dozens of men and women were crowded in such a small tavern eating and drinking, and from time to time, bursts of laughter would break out in the crowd.

But when Victor appeared here, everyone stopped and looked at Victor who had just walked down the stairs.

The atmosphere began to become weird. Victor stepped back slightly, ready to run away at any time.

At this time, Lily came out from the counter. She grabbed Victor and said in great embarrassment:

"Dear guest, we here don't really welcome strangers. So...so can you go back first, and I'll ask Betty to bring your dinner up later?"

Lily's words were exactly what Victor meant. He nodded slightly and slowly backed away.

As soon as he stepped onto the stairs, he quickly turned around and ran upstairs as fast as he could.

He behaved like a frightened child, and everyone in the pub gave him some respect and burst into laughter.

But when Victor reached the second floor, he suddenly stopped. A black and brown magic wand appeared in his hand. He waved the wand and whispered a spell. The next moment, a circle of transparent ripples appeared in the air. With the appearance of these ripples, Victor's figure began to become blurred and finally disappeared on the spot.

Victor did not stop there. After casting the Disillusionment Spell, he cast the Silencing Spell to cover his footsteps, and then slowly walked down the stairs.

The tavern on the first floor was still bustling with activity. Victor half leaned in the dark corner of the stairs, silently observing everyone in the tavern.

The clothes on these people were all dirty, and most of their boots were covered in mud. They were probably farmers from nearby farms, who rode to the tavern for a drink after a busy day. After eavesdropping for a while, Victor discovered that the topic they were talking about was actually him.

"Hey, Lily, why did you take that kid in? Don't you know it's dangerous?"

"It's obvious that this kid is different from us. Who knows if he will find out our secret and go out and tell on us."

"That's right. Those wizards will not allow so many of us to live in this place. If they knew about it, they would definitely drive us away. I don't want to leave here. Life here is too comfortable."

The atmosphere in the tavern became heavy, and everyone lowered their heads in silence.

Suddenly, a bearded man raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp, then roared:
"Then kill him! It's not the first time anyway!"

The big man's opinion was soon agreed by many people. Perhaps they had been preparing to do so for a long time, but they just didn't want to be called the initiator.

Under the influence of alcohol, the men were extremely excited and wanted to rush upstairs and kill Victor immediately.

At this moment, Lily slammed the counter. Everyone seemed to be afraid of Lily, and the loud noise stunned them all.

"Shut up! We are human beings, not beasts! Logan, you have really become capable now! Have you forgotten who was the one who fled here crying and begging us to accept him? Huh?"

As soon as these words came out, the bearded man, who was originally in high spirits, immediately became depressed. After a while, he said aggrievedly:

"I...I'm doing this for everyone's good."

Everyone agreed.

Although these people are werewolves, most of them are not born that way, but are infected with lycanthropy.

Just like some extreme AIDS patients in Muggle society, some werewolves' favorite thing to do is to turn others into their own kind.

They often attack farmers living on remote farms and gently bite each one on the arm.

Thus, a new nest of werewolves was born.

Lupin was also infected with lycanthropy in this way, but compared to him, other werewolves were obviously more pitiful.

First of all, people around them will treat them as monsters, and when they transform and make a big deal out of things, the Ministry of Magic will arrive, register them, erase all relevant traces, and then tell them not to appear in front of Muggles again, and finally throw them into the wilderness to fend for themselves.

Wizards call this humanity. In their view, not killing the werewolf immediately is already merciful.

But this is a nightmare for the victims!
Wolves are social animals, and so are humans. Their nature prompts these werewolves to gather together and form this village.

But the Ministry of Magic does not allow werewolves to live together, because it is easy for a force to emerge that resists the Ministry of Magic, so once this village is discovered by the Ministry of Magic, destruction will be their only fate.

Thinking of this, and recalling their tragic experiences, Lily's eyes flashed with a trace of pity, and she sighed and said:
"Okay, I don't care about you anymore. But remember, even if you want to fight, you can't do it in my tavern. Betty is still here!"

As soon as Betty was mentioned, the crazy looks of everyone present softened.

Betty was their little angel.

To be precise, every child is their angel, and Betty is the angel among angels.

The reason was simple. Betty's heart was too pure, so pure that they didn't want to hurt her at all, either physically or mentally.

These people have killed many people in order to protect the secrets of the village.

Their minds also began to become more and more like wild beasts in these killings, which made them very scared.

And Betty’s lovely smile is the secret medicine that can bring peace to their souls!

That's why they were so nervous when they found out Betty was in contact with that stranger.

"We understand, Boss Lily." The bearded man Logan thought for a moment and sat down again and said, "Let the kid live one more night."

Everyone seemed to be very impressed by this man named Logan. After he made the decision, they all sat back in their seats. However, they were all in a low mood, apparently recalling their previous tragic experiences.

Upon hearing this, Lily at the counter slammed the counter and shouted ferociously:
"How many times have I told you this! Don't call me Boss! Call me Sister Lily!"

When she got angry, Logan immediately turned into a quail. He shrank his head and said in a very low voice that everyone present could hear:
"I understand, Boss Lily."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the tavern burst into laughter. Lily originally wanted to teach Logan a lesson, but when she saw that everyone was laughing, she could no longer pretend to be angry, and she laughed with everyone else.

The pub regained its cheerful atmosphere.

But Victor, who was in the shadow of the stairs, had a heavy expression on his face.

He was very conflicted at the moment.

He knew a lot about the origin of werewolves and lycanthropy, so he naturally understood that the werewolves in front of him were all pitiful people and victims.

Especially the little girl named Betty.

From their conversation and the way the girl addressed Lily, it could be concluded that the little girl named Betty was probably not Lily's biological daughter, but someone who had fled from outside and was then adopted by Lily.

Victor felt angry when a lovely girl of Betty's age was infected with lycanthropy by those ugly and disgusting werewolves.

At the same time, a trace of pity arose in his heart.

He felt as if a voice kept repeating in his ears:

"They are all poor people. Why not let them go? You still have a whole night to run away. They shouldn't be able to catch up with you."

He was almost persuaded several times. After all, the game had just begun and he still had plenty of time to hunt other dark magic creatures. He would not necessarily lose if he let them go.

But reason told him that due to the international law of secrecy, gatherings of hundreds of werewolves like this were extremely rare, and he might never encounter so many dark magic creatures again.

"what to do!"

Victor clenched his fists tightly, his short nails pierced the skin, and soon drops of blood dripped down.

What do you think Victor should do? Run or kill? Or kill some and let some go?

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(End of this chapter)