Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 165: 164: Werewolves and the Mystery of Gryffindor
Everyone's eyes turned to Ian.

At this time, Ian took out a few alchemical props on the spot and used a hose to take out a few drops of potion from the reagent for analysis. He looked up and saw the old man and a group of werewolves staring at him.

"what?"

Before the young wizard could express his opinion, Lupin pushed his body back, stood in front of him and raised his wand.

"Can your real body escape?"

Lupin asked in a low voice, pinching his throat.

“This is my true self.”

Ian raised the object in his hand to prove to Lupin that he was a physical entity. However, Lupin did not believe his words, as he had 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 happy to hurt you." The little wizard was quite moved by Lupin's selfless spirit.

Before the young wizard could make the ultimate promise like "I will never dig up your grave when you die", Lupin had already turned his gaze back to the group of werewolves who were eyeing him covetously.

"He's just a child. You won't even let a child go?" Lupin's expression was extremely serious, and his eyes were filled with a mixture of tension and vigilance.

"We haven't fallen to the point of killing people at will..." The old man said helplessly, and then after a pause, he changed the subject in an extremely serious voice, "However, he is not a werewolf and cannot know this secret. Either make him forget what he saw today or make him one of us."

For a group of werewolves who don't want to expose the [Awakening Potion], this may indeed be the best way to deal with it in many cases.

only.

Lupin obviously would not let the werewolves cast a forgetfulness spell on Ian, or turn Ian into a werewolf like them. Even if Ian was entrusted by Albus Dumbledore to take care of him, Lupin would not turn a blind eye to a little wizard being hurt.

"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 because of this?"

Lupin knew that he could not change the other party's mind by himself, so he chose to take advantage of the situation. In his opinion, what he said was true, and he was 90% convinced about Ian's "bloodline".

"A member of the Dumbledore family?"

The old werewolf Lucas frowned immediately after hearing this, and the expressions of the group of werewolves beside him also became a little panicked. It was obvious that Lupin's decision to bring up Albus Dumbledore was very effective.

"Is he a descendant of the Dumbledore family?"

"That's impossible! I've 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 period of time!"

"Not necessarily... maybe he's an illegitimate child. Similar situations have happened to the Dumbledore family before... I heard that Grindelwald had a Dumbledore by his side back then."

"That man is over a hundred years old. How could he have a bastard like this?"

"Haven't you heard that the older you get, the more chaotic you become? My mother was seventy when she gave birth to me."

"Seventy-year-old still has a menstrual period??"

……

A group of werewolves who were originally silent and just standing beside the old werewolf named Lucas, could not help but start chattering among themselves under Lupin's "threat".

"quiet!"

It was only after the old werewolf Lucas shouted at them that the group of werewolves, who had been talking more and more outrageously and going off topic, finally calmed down a lot. However, there were still some werewolves at the back who were whispering with their heads down.

no way.

Werewolves are people too.

As a human being, we can’t help but have a gossipy heart.

"Just by listening to what you said, how can I tell that you are not deceiving us?" Lucas was obviously frightened, but he was not as naive as other werewolves.

Although he had some concerns in his heart, he was still quite persistent in keeping the secret.

"Um...werewolves won't lie to werewolves?" Lupin tried to gain the other party's trust by using his status as a member of the same race, but his seemingly sincere words did not get the desired result.

"Ah."

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 two people, one big and one small, in front of him, and his gaze kept switching back and forth between Lupin and Ian.

The old werewolf's gaze stayed on Ian the longest, with a deep look in his eyes, and it was unclear whether 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 our hopes to be cut off."

The so-called hope was not explicitly stated by the old werewolf Lucas, but seeing his serious look, it was inevitable that people could not help but let their imagination run wild.

"Hope? Meaning? You werewolves want to use your power after transformation into werewolves to find a place to build a country?" It just so happened that Ian was the type of person who particularly liked to daydream.

He put away the things in his hands and asked abruptly.

"Don't make more trouble! You little brat who loves to stir up trouble!" Upon hearing this, Lupin broke out in a sweat, his heart in his throat. He turned to look at the little wizard beside him with resentment in his heart.

How thick-skinned was he that he could not even sense the danger! Hogwarts protects children so well nowadays? How come this little wizard didn't show any worry or fear at all!
"We are not playing house now. We are not sure whether you can walk out safely!" Lupin felt that he needed to remind the little wizard of his current situation.

"Oh."

Ian nodded.

Perhaps it was his slightly nonchalant attitude that made the old werewolf Lucas feel looked down upon, and he immediately glared at the young wizard with some annoyance.

"Your guardian is right. If he can't give me a satisfactory answer, I don't think today will be a good day in your life."

The tone of the old werewolf Lucas was quite unfriendly.

"Can I understand you are threatening me?"

Ian looked up at the old werewolf who was looking at him viciously.

"Do you think I'm afraid of Albus Dumbledore's revenge? We are already penniless. Even if you are really a member of the Dumbledore family, so what?"

"What else can your family make us lose?" The old werewolf Lucas obviously wanted to put psychological pressure on Ian. His inner emotions were completely different from what he showed.

Ian had long felt the fear, worry, and hesitation in the old werewolf's heart. This was normal, as there were many werewolves who were even more miserable than this old werewolf. After all, any wizard living in Britain knew that the Ministry of Magic was not the one that could not be provoked in this land.

If the Ministry of Magic wants to deal with someone, it still needs legal provisions. If a pure-blood family wants to deal with someone, they need to find so-called reasons. But for a powerful wizard without any ties, it all depends on his own heart.

Who would want to mess with the greatest white wizard of the century?

"I don't quite agree with you." Ian ignored the warning from Lupin who was frantically pulling at the corner of his clothes, and looked around at the werewolves in front of him who were taller than him.

"Oh?"

The old werewolf sneered.

"Are all dandies so self-righteous?" He believed Lupin's words in his heart. After all, Ian's current attitude looked like that of a well-protected, ignorant young man. Most of these people came from pure-blood families that claimed to be noble.

Therefore.

Even if this little wizard is not a descendant of Dumbledore's family, his background is probably not bad. A child from an ordinary family will know whether the situation is dangerous or not.

Unless there is something wrong with your brain...

"Show them your Phoenix!" Lupin felt the increasingly unfriendly looks from many werewolves and suddenly panicked. He immediately hoped that Ian would come up with strong evidence.

"Do you think they will believe it?"

Ian responded softly with reluctance.

"..."

Lupin recalled Ian's black phoenix, which had the wrong color, the wrong cry, and the wrong appearance, and for a moment he fell into silence, not knowing how to respond.

"Besides, I'm 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 Lupin.

and.

The words, spoken without concealing their volume, fell into the ears of the werewolves.

The next moment, not only did the old werewolf Lucas have a gloomy expression, but even the group of werewolves around Lucas all had changed looks, and the werewolves with bad tempers suddenly became furious.

"I knew this hypocritical guy was deceiving us! Deceiving us again! He is not the same kind of person as us!" shouted a werewolf with thin cheekbones.

Before the old werewolf, who still had some reservations and wanted to figure out what his friend's gift was about, could restrain him, he had already raised his wand and cast magic on Lupin and Ian.

"Split into pieces!"

The young werewolf's voice was loud and clear, and his spells were very clear, but the power of the magic was not very great, and the light beam shooting out of his wand was not fast either.

"Armor protection!"

Even Lupin was able to raise his wand in time to block with the Shield Charm.

"Lucas! Are you sure you want to do this!?" Lupin quickly looked at the old werewolf who was the leader. At this time, the old werewolf had already suppressed the wand of the violent young werewolf.

"We have no intention of harming you or the child you are carrying. Of course, the prerequisite is that you let us cast a forgetfulness spell on him, or you can do it yourself to make him forget the memory of today."

The old werewolf must be very powerful. He made the young werewolf lower his head with just a look. After turning around slowly again, his tone became irrefutable again.

no way.

The young wizard admitted that he had no blood relationship with Albus Dumbledore, so for him, a child who might come from a pure-blood family would at most make him give up the idea of ​​infecting the other person.

"We can discuss other terms."

Lupin still answered without hesitation.

"If you can find another option that can convince us, that's certainly possible, but you have to hand over your wand first. We all know that you are really good at magic." The old werewolf Lucas did not refuse directly, but in Lupin's view, what he said was no different from a refusal.

As a wizard.

How could he voluntarily give up his wand?
This is not much different from simply raising your hands in surrender. You have to have something that the other party fears in your hand to be qualified to negotiate. Giving up the wand means being at the mercy of others.

"You know this is impossible. The wand is the life of a wizard." Lupin didn't think he could afford the gamble. The reputation of werewolves was not much better than that of pure-blood families.

"Then there's nothing to talk about. Well, I'm not good at negotiation." The old werewolf Lucas also expressed his attitude with his actions. He took out his wand from his tattered robe.

"I will make both of you lose your memories of today, and you, my compatriot, will lose the help I gave you. I will take back the [Awakening Potion] I just gave you."

talking.

The old werewolf Lucas just tapped his wand in the air lightly, and the next moment, a lizard made of fire appeared out of thin air, with raging flames burning on its surface and its bloody mouth opened wide as it pounced towards Lupin.

“The strength is really good.”

Ian still had time to sigh at this time. Indeed, for a wandering werewolf, it was really rare to be able to transform the arson spell while casting silently.

This is something that many outstanding Hogwarts graduates cannot do - such as Lupin.

"Thunderbolt explosion!"

Lupin could only use the explosive spell empowered by the incantation to fight back. The two flaming magics collided in the air, and the next moment, violent explosions and roars sounded at the same time.

The surrounding precarious walls were instantly turned into a pile of rubble in the fierce magical confrontation, and one stone and brick after another was blown into the sky.

Subsequently.

It fell from the sky like raindrops. Some werewolves who had never learned any magic immediately dodged in panic, and an area around the basketball court fell into panic.

"Ho~ho~"

Some werewolves, after being stimulated, chose to transform directly on the spot. Accompanied by roars, the eyes of this group of werewolves suddenly became red and patches of hair grew on their bodies.

Even their bodies became much more sturdy - their enhanced bodies allowed them to withstand the falling bricks, and the pain intensified the anger in their eyes.

Even though they are still mortal and can still be cut by sharp stones, their recovery ability is amazing. They start to wriggle and recover as soon as the wounds form.

of course.

That kind of recovery speed visible to the naked eye is not as good as Deadpool or Wolverine, but the latter two do not exist, at least they are not individuals in this world.

Werewolves are real creatures that exist in this world, and their population is quite large. Being infected by their virus is not undesirable in some ways.

“This kind of recovery power…”

Ian felt he had discovered a medical miracle.

If we could keep a few werewolves in captivity and solve the problem of their infectiousness, wouldn't there be endless kidneys to cut and endless blood to use in this world?
really!

What the old werewolf Lucas said just now is right! Excellent businessmen will want to get a sustainable development strategy. A good drug is one that can't cure the disease but can effectively control the disease!
“I have grown intellectually.”

In chaos.

Ian actually had time for an epiphany.

It’s not that there weren’t werewolves rushing towards him. In fact, there was also a werewolf wizard casting magic at him, but he dodged them all with his extremely nimble movement.

The young wizard, who had seen many storms, could handle such a situation with ease. He didn't even take out his wand, because the wand in his hand was more of a decoration.

of course.

It's not like no magic can be used at all.

"There are many obstacles!"

For example, if there are some werewolves that he really cannot avoid, he will use magic to create some obstacles to intercept those werewolves who want to catch him or infect him.

"Don't kill anyone!"

Not many werewolves listened to the words of the old werewolf Lucas.

He obviously had lost control of the situation.

Although the [Awakening Potion] can allow werewolves to remain rational after transformation, in fact, most werewolves have anger and dissatisfaction with the world in their hearts that cannot be suppressed by reason.

This may be a kind of "hatred of the rich" in the wizarding world. For the young wizard who seems to have a good family background, the dark side of many werewolves emerged at this moment. Their eyes also flashed with jealousy and hatred in the sun, as if some characteristics of Ian touched the sensitive nerves deep in their hearts.

"You're taking advantage of my weak magic power right now!" Ian helplessly discovered that he couldn't cast the Killing Curse no matter how many times he tried. Perhaps this had a lot to do with the pitifully small amount of magic power he was given.

Ok.

Or maybe there was a "delay" in the body created by the remote control "Transfiguration"? In any case, when Ian wanted to release the Fiendfyre, only a small flame sprang out from the tip of the wand.

"This guy is a weakling!"

Seeing this, the wolves roared even more fiercely, mocking Ian and pouncing on him, their sharp claws flashing coldly in the moonlight.

"We can only use the simplest method of operating magic."

Facing siege from all sides, Ian built himself a turtle shell emitting a hazy white light, which he got inspiration from a mage character in a game called "Legend".

Original magic!

Simple and easy to use, no magic.

The only drawback is probably that the strength of the shield is determined by the strength of the magic power.

The werewolves slammed hard into the seemingly fragile magic shield. Every impact made the shield tremble slightly, and the shaky magic shield seemed like it could break at any time.

"Damn it! Are you all crazy?!"

the other side.

Lupin wanted to rescue the young wizard, but he was powerless. He was also facing a group of out-of-control werewolves. Even if the old werewolf Lucas stopped, he was still overwhelmed.

"Collapse!"

Faced with the sudden attack of the transformed werewolf, Lupin immediately released a spell in time. However, the werewolf hit by the magic just covered his head and shook it hard.

immediately.

He regained his agile shape.

"Roar!"

The werewolf opened his arms and howled towards the sky, saliva dripping from the fangs on his face. He pounced forward again as if he had not been attacked by any magic.

"What an outstanding magic resistance!"

The young wizard who was in the crossfire zone sighed sincerely. His magic shield seemed to be torn to pieces in the next moment, but the expression on his face still did not show any tension or fear at all.

Lupin thinks this is why Ian's real body is not actually in this location.

His hunch was indeed correct.

"No matter where your true body is! Run away! Don't doubt the sense of smell of a group of werewolves!" Lupin was very sure that the sense of smell of a werewolf could restrain the Disillusionment Charm to a certain extent.

"You'd better let Dumbledore come to rescue me after you run away!"

He was worthy of being an outstanding graduate of Gryffindor. He could cast spells while reminding Ian. He pointed his wand at the dilapidated house next to him and tapped it lightly.

next moment.

The vines clinging to the wall seemed to be half-alive and transformed into long flying whips, which lashed fiercely at the werewolves who were constantly attacking.

One werewolf after another was blown away, and some were directly tripped by the vines.

The scene looked quite chaotic.

Fortunately, there were not many magic masters among this group of werewolves, otherwise Lupin would definitely be even more vulnerable than he is now. He was always able to parry the magic that flew towards him from time to time.

"There are many obstacles!"

"Split into pieces!"

"Collapse!"

Lupin raised his wand and fought as a wizard from beginning to end, and even in such a dangerous situation, he did not easily kill the attacking werewolf. "Senior, you are actually the Grand Madonna of Hogwarts!" Ian came over and stuck to Lupin, raised his wand to share some of the pressure for Lupin.

"They won't thank you for it."

The little wizard's judgment was not wrong.

Although Lupin tried his best to restrain himself when casting magic, in the eyes of the werewolves, the way they looked at Lupin was only filled with increasing anger and hatred.

"You are fighting for people who don't 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 magical fluctuations from the other party, Lupin's eyelids twitched wildly. As a last resort, he grabbed Ian, who was still chattering beside him.

"Got to escape!"

Lupin directly used Apparition - the next moment, he and Ian, who was captured by him, escaped 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~"

Lupin fell directly to the ground, and the wand in his hand rolled out. His clothes were soaked with sweat, and the feeling of magic power still surging in his body made him clench his teeth.

The consumption of a fierce battle, coupled with the need to Apparate others, was a heavy burden for a wizard like him, and it was almost reaching his limit.

no way.

For most wizards, even in Hogwarts, they are considered excellent, but the upper limit of their strength and the intensity of their magic are still far from those of true geniuses.

"I have done my best. If this is not your true form, then you really can only pray that I informed Dumbledore quickly enough. Your body was still warm when he went to collect it."

Lupin finally caught his breath and supported himself to stand up from the ground. However, when he looked around, he only saw a dry branch beside him.

"I knew it would be like this..." Lupin raised his hands weakly to cover his eyes. This was the reason why he did not use Apparition to escape at the beginning.

He really doesn't know where the little wizard's true body is hiding!
The only thing that is certain is that the little brat is still there.

……

Disapparate.

It is extremely profound magic.

Few wizards were able to come into contact with and learn this skill. This also caused the werewolves, who were already "undereducated", to lose their targets after Lupin and the "little wizard" Apparated away. The ferocious werewolves were at a loss because they had attacked nothing.

The enthusiasm and ferocity they had when hunting still remained in their eyes, but now they could only look around helplessly.

"Where did they go?"

A werewolf asked in confusion.

"I don't know! It disappeared in a flash!"

"Damn it! It's Apparition! That damn traitor can Apparite!"

"They will definitely reveal our secrets! We are doomed! We will definitely be targeted! We will be captured and studied! We will become the targets that those pure-blood wizards want to eliminate!"

The ruins were filled with the deep and confused growls of the werewolves, who ran around trying to find Lupin in the chaos, but all was in vain. Lupin had used the mysterious power of Apparition to teleport himself to a safe place, away from these 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, with unwillingness and helplessness flashing in their eyes.

Just when this group of werewolves were extremely worried.

"Do not worry!"

The old werewolf Lucas stood up again. Seeing his compatriots starting to transform back into human form one by one, the expression on his face was a little solemn and uncomfortable.

"It's all your fault! You pushed them too hard!" The old werewolf Lucas' tone was somewhat disappointed. He obviously knew that Lupin had mastered extremely advanced skills in running away.

This is also the reason why he had been trying to communicate with Lupin and wanted to persuade Lupin to cast the Forgetfulness Spell on the little wizard. Unexpectedly, the thing he was most worried about still happened.

"It's all Ryan's fault! Ryan was the first to do it!"

"Didn't he play tricks on us first?"

"Can't you control your temper? There's a reason why Jenny left you and stayed with me!"

"Damn it! It turns out you stole my girlfriend!"

……

The classic blame-shifting after failure is sometimes so unpredictable that it always exposes things that were originally well hidden when people get carried away.

"That's enough! Is this the time to discuss this kind of thing? Now is the time when the [Spiritual Awakening Potion] might be exposed, and our situation could bring us into big trouble!"

The old werewolf Lucas roared and finally suppressed the two people who started fighting.

"I know the smell they carry. We can chase them..." A guy who still maintained the 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 the undefeated myth?" The old werewolf Lucas responded with a sneer.

The group of werewolves fell silent again.

They are awesome when they get together.

But asking them to challenge insurmountable mountains is definitely something they are unwilling to do. It is right to fight for their ideals, but it is too stupid to die for their ideals.

"Let me think about it, let me think about how to save it." The old werewolf Lucas obviously had no good idea at this time, and he began to pace back and forth in the ruins.

The other werewolves who had no wisdom could only look at this "alpha wolf" helplessly. Of course, the reason they followed the old werewolf Lucas was not just because he was a powerful wizard.

There is also the reason that the old werewolf Lucas is very smart.

"I am only worried that your recklessness will really bring down the wrath of Albus Dumbledore... I clearly haven't fully confirmed the background information of that child just now."

The old werewolf Lucas might be really smart, but he also had the same characteristics as everyone else, so while thinking about countermeasures, he also did not forget to complain about the impulsiveness of his compatriots.

"It's all Ryan's fault!"

The werewolves all pointed their fingers at the werewolf who had attacked first.

"Damn it! Are you done yet?"

The grumpy werewolf was furious.

And just then.

"I can also prove it. It's all Ryan's fault. Oh, that's his name, right? It's all Ryan's fault." A rather childish and firm voice came from not far away.

"who!?"

The wolves looked over warily.

There was no room for children in their group.

"You actually came back again!?"

Looking at the little wizard walking through the collapsed streets with several big bags in his hands, all the werewolves, including the old werewolf Lucas, showed incredible expressions.

What is this called?
Sheep into the wolf's mouth?

Wouldn't it be uncomfortable if you didn't die?
"Where's your guardian?"

The old werewolf came to his senses immediately, looked around, but did not see Lupin. The young wizard who climbed over a collapsed wall was really just one person.

"What a bullshit guardian. I just went to Diagon Alley to collect the gifts given to me by the tenants, and he took the tool I left with him on a great adventure."

Ian put the bag in his hand on the ground. He couldn't show off his popularity without holding the gift in his hand. The reason he put it on the ground temporarily was just to take out his wand.

"Of course, of course, I still know what happened just now. After all, I am the one controlling the tool man. This is why I feel a little aggrieved now."

"Let's fight again, and I will definitely give you a different... decent treatment." Ian raised the elderberry wand in his hand, and his eyes swept over all the werewolves present.

Finally it fell on the old werewolf Lucas.

"If I remember correctly, you just said that you are a group that has nothing and has nothing else to lose? I also remember that I refuted what you said, right?"

He asked with a smile.

"Are you planning to attack us?"

The old werewolf Lucas had a look of disbelief on his face. He looked at the werewolf beside him who was beginning to transform again, and then looked 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 those people you usually meet, who lose their courage when they hear you mention the name of your family." The old werewolf Lucas felt that the scene in front of him was too bizarre and absurd. He could only blame it on the fact that inbreeding in pure-blood families is prone to produce offspring with abnormal brains.

"Why waste time talking to him! Catch him! The escaped traitor will definitely come to rescue him!" It was Ryan again. Really, he was definitely a warrior among this group of werewolves.

I saw.

After a roar.

Werewolf Ryan transformed into a werewolf again and rushed towards the little wizard at an extremely fast speed - however, before he got close, the ground shook violently and he lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"what happened?"

"Is it an earthquake?"

“I feel like the ground is going to split open!”

……

The shaking was comparable to that of a magnitude 8 earthquake, causing all the werewolves to panic. The old werewolf Lucas grabbed his wand, but his hands were shaking uncontrollably.

"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 had already soared into the sky, and the red cloak behind him was extremely bright.

"Lucas! Lucas! His magic...his magic..." The female werewolf, whose eyes seemed to have been transformed by magic, collapsed to the ground.

She was different from most werewolves who had not yet realized what was happening. With her modified eyes, she could clearly see the tremendous power surging like waves in this space.

"Jenny! What happened to his magic?"

The old werewolf Lucas' pupils shrank suddenly, and he subconsciously wanted to cast a spell, but flames suddenly rose on the wand in his hand. When he saw the color of the flame, he felt a chill down his spine.

That's enchanting blue!
"Damn it! Fiery Flame!"

The old werewolf Lucas threw away the wand that had been with him for many years without hesitation. He watched the wand turn into ashes on the ground, but no anger rose in his heart.

There was only panic, confusion, 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 insurmountable mountains...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 refuted, you still have something to lose..." The little wizard tilted his head and smiled very kindly.

"That's what you call hope, and... life."

His words trailed off.

The shaking earth began to surge, as if a long-sleeping giant 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 were made of clay, several feet tall, and as burly as giants.

The werewolves wanted to flee in all directions.

however.

The clay giants took action. They waved their huge arms and slapped the werewolves with palms as heavy as mountains. The werewolves, who were originally extremely ferocious, seemed so small and fragile in front of the clay giants. With one slap, a werewolf was slapped to the ground and let out a shrill wail.

Many werewolves were knocked down by the clay giant one by one, and they fell to the ground like leaves swept by the wind. Even the old werewolf Lucas, the leader of the pack, was not spared.

In the face of the powerful force of the clay giants, even if they transformed one after another, the werewolves were still powerless. They could only watch themselves being defeated by these behemoths one by one.

"Of course, I am not a bloodthirsty person. Just as you gave me two choices before, now I will also give you two choices. Either choose to die with your hopes."

"Or..." Ian slowly landed on the ground, looked around, lowered his head and whispered to the old werewolf Lucas who was crawling on the ground and was pressed to the ground by a big hand of the clay giant.

“Show your worth.”

His voice slowly echoed in the empty ruins.

Surrounded by countless clay giants.

The little wizard's thin figure looks quite conspicuous.

……

ten minutes later.

"Whoo~"

The space changed.

Lupin passed the message to Albus Dumbledore, but after waiting for a while without any response, he became worried, so he returned here fully armed after his magic power was restored.

however.

Lupin, who had already prepared for the worst, saw a scene with his wand raised in high alert that made him feel his brain gradually freeze and he was completely unable to figure out what was going on.

Under the dim and mysterious light, a group of werewolves lined up quietly, their figures looked huge and desolate. These werewolves, once known for their strength and wildness, now had obvious scars - some were missing an arm, some were missing a leg, and their eyes still flashed with humiliation.

But it is more of a helpless obedience.

"what happened?"

Lupin wondered if he had missed the moment when Albus Dumbledore arrived at the battlefield.

however.

As he was learning from the figure of the old headmaster, he was indeed extremely shocked to find that in front of the group of werewolves standing in line was a skinny little wizard.

"Your Silver Sickle."

"You have to pay me ten tubes of blood."

"Your Silver Sickle."

"You have to pay me twelve tubes of blood. There's nothing I can do about it. You have an extra arm."

……

I saw.

Ian was holding a syringe and making some kind of deal with the werewolves.

He seemed to sense Lupin's arrival.

"Look, dear senior, I told you before that gold galleons are really useful. Even if there are setbacks sometimes, I can always find a way to use them."

The little wizard raised the purse in his hand.

Like showing off.

"..."

Lupin felt even more confused.

"Where's Headmaster Dumbledore?"

He looked around but didn't find the figure he was looking for. He just caught a glimpse of the old werewolf Lucas sitting in the corner. He looked a little pale and had a lot of blood drawn from him.

“Who forced you to donate blood?”

In Lupin's opinion, using silver Sickles to buy werewolf blood was even more heartless than the dark wizards in Knockturn Alley. It was almost like asking the werewolves to donate blood for free.

He had been very worried about the safety of the little wizard.

but.

He now felt a little sympathetic towards the werewolves' plight.

"Who is that boy? He is definitely not from the Dumbledore family!"

The old werewolf Lucas did not answer Lupin's question. Instead, he propped up his head, which was a little dizzy due to lack of blood, with a complex look in his eyes that Lupin could not understand.

"Ok?"

The confusion and uncertainty on Lupin's face became more obvious.

"It seems you don't know either."

The old werewolf Lucas read the message on Lupin's face. He sighed and lowered his head. In his mind, he recalled what the young man who claimed to be Gryffindor had said.

"This potion will lead you to find your promised land."

At this moment.

Old werewolf Lucas felt like he was about to get enlightenment.

But I haven’t fully understood it yet.

He was clearly not as smart as the other werewolves thought.

(End of this chapter)