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Isn't it a bit ridiculous that time passes so fast?

With a sigh of relief, Gerard's gaze began to wander far away, penetrating through layers of barriers and landing on Hermione.

The little witch had indeed boarded the Hogwarts train and reunited with her companions Ron and Harry, as well as Ron's sister Ginny.

The four of them chattered and told each other about what they had seen and heard this summer.

"I swear, Scabbers was eaten by George's pet pig!" Ron exclaimed. "That pet pig is a disaster!"

"Pigs eat mice?" Harry Potter looked confused.

"That's possible." Hermione held her chin and thought, "Pigs are actually omnivorous animals. If given the chance, they won't miss high-quality protein like rat meat."

"Yeah, this is all George's fault!" Ron complained.

He only had one pet, Scabbers, and although he disliked him, he was still his pet after all. Now that he was separated from him, Ron was still a little sad.

"I think it's because you didn't lock the cage." Ginny disagreed and retorted, "That gave Peter an opportunity to take advantage of it."

"No, I remember closing the cage!" Ron clearly wasn't going to admit it, shaking his head frantically. "That damn pet pig must have pushed the cage open! Have you forgotten? It even pushed open the fence around our vegetable patch!"

The group walked towards the carriage while discussing the topic of pet pigs and the mouse Banban.

"Hey, who is that..." Ginny spotted an unusual person while passing the intersection.

623 Peter Pettigrew, the Talented

Following Ginny's gaze, Hermione and the others also saw the man sitting by the compartment window.

He had tattered gray-brown hair and a mustache, and wore a gray casual suit that looked a bit faded from repeated washing.

"Who is this guy?" Ron blinked and asked in a low voice.

This is, after all, a student-only carriage, and aside from Mrs. Molly, who pushes a food cart selling candy and snacks, no other adults usually sit here.

"R.J. Lupin?" Hermione replied softly.

"Hey, how do you know?" Ginny asked with confusion.

"It's written on the suitcase." Hermione pointed to the tattered suitcase at his feet, which was tied tightly with thin hemp rope.

"Do you think he might be the new professor?" Harry Potter asked.

"Very likely." Hermione nodded in agreement and said, "And he should be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, replacing Lockhart."

"Damn it! Don't mention that name again." Ron held his head and said helplessly, "That guy's teaching is a disaster."

"I heard from Professor Ziklein that the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is actually cursed by a You-Know-Who." Hermione looked at the downtrodden professor with a hint of pity. "If you're not strong enough, you won't be able to hold the position for long."

"The curse of the mysterious man?"

“How powerful does it need to be?”

Harry and Ron also showed interest and asked one after another.

"I'm not sure." Hermione shook her head and said, "But I think we'll need someone as strong as Professor Dumbledore or Professor Ziklaine to be safe."

of course.

In fact, Hermione even felt that even Professor Dumbledore might not be able to withstand this curse, and perhaps only Professor Ziklaine had this ability.

This wasn't blind admiration, but rather the inevitable conclusion she had drawn after spending so much time with Gerard. She was deeply impressed by the talent, knowledge, and ability displayed by the young professor.

"Hello, I heard that you know Professor Ziklein?" Just as several young wizards were discussing privately, a slightly steady voice suddenly interrupted.

Uh.

The young wizards all turned their eyes to the side and saw that the man who had been leaning against the window with his eyes closed had now woken up. His eyes were filled with curiosity and inquiry, and his expression was very gentle.

"Yes, he is our astronomy teacher." Ginny answered first.

The little girl has now completely walked out of the haze that Tom Riddle brought to her, and her personality has become lively and cheerful again.

"Astronomy class?" Lupin was stunned and stretched out his right hand to scratch his head. Then he suddenly realized that his right hand was holding the gauntlet, which made him pause. "I remember he used to be the head of the Auror Office, right? Why is he teaching astronomy?"

"Are you familiar with Professor Zeklein?" Hermione asked curiously. However, her eyes were fixed on his right hand, not quite understanding why the new professor wore a gauntlet.

Is it for decoration? But that's too inconvenient. I'm afraid it has some special purpose.

"I received his help when I was in Romania." Lupin also opened up at this time, speaking slowly. "At that time, I was besieged by dozens of dark magic creatures led by vampires. The situation was very dangerous. It was Ziklaine who saved me. Later I heard that he changed his career and came to Hogwarts to become a professor."

"vampire?"

"A dozen dark magic creatures?"

Harry and Ron gasped. Although they had never seen a true Dark Creature, they had a good understanding of them. They were evil, terrifying, and powerful. An ordinary wizard would be forced to kneel down if they encountered more than two of them.

"Did you decide to teach at Hogwarts because of Professor Ziklaine?" Ginny asked curiously.

In the girl's heart, if this outcome is certain, then their story is like a fantasy novel of a guardian knight. In order to repay the life-saving grace, she decided to become the other party's follower.

"No." Lupin shook his head, looking a little embarrassed. "I'm paying off my debts. The salary at Hogwarts is very high."

"Is that so..." Ginny was stunned, feeling as if the fairy tale in her heart had been shattered.

"I advise you to read less storybooks." Ron said unhappily, as if he had seen through his little sister's inner thoughts.

"I wish you success in your teaching, Professor Lupin." Hermione sincerely blessed Lupin, and they continued to walk towards the carriage at the back.

"Of course, of course I will succeed."

Looking at the backs of the young wizards leaving, Lupin's mouth curled up, no longer as gentle as before. "For the master's mission, I will definitely succeed."

This Peter Pettigrew is quite good at acting.

Looking at the smug expression on the other man's face, Jellal secretly admired him. Facing Ron, his "little master" who had been with him for two years, this guy didn't show any signs of being exposed.

Generally speaking, very few people can do this.

Even if he had access to the real Lupin's memories, he was still an imposter. Since he was an imposter, he would have felt a certain level of guilt. Especially when facing someone he had spent two years with, this guilt would have been magnified.

But Peter Pettigrew behaved very smoothly, as if he was really meeting these little wizards for the first time.

Something.

Jellal smiled silently, thinking that the plot would become interesting later. However, since school had already started, he couldn't continue to "sleep".

buzzing.

With a thought, the power of rules burst forth. Several multicolored balls of light rose into the air, condensing into a long rainbow in midair. This rainbow connected Jellal's consciousness and body, pulling them together until they gradually merged.

Lying on the stone bed, Jellal slowly opened his eyes, a golden light flickering in his pupils. "Sure enough, this method is still a bit slow."

Nearly two months passed, and his power of rules had been integrated by about 40%.

If other main gods saw this speed, they would definitely vomit three liters of blood, filled with anger and hatred.

Let alone 40%, even if they could only fuse 10%, it would take them tens of millions of years. And you've already fuse 40% in just two months, and you think it's too slow?

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Slow, very slow.

Even this rate of advancement was too slow for Jellal.

In his view, the world was like a dark jungle. Almost all creatures followed the rule of strength, and the only way to break free was to become the strongest.

Is the power of the Lord God very strong? No, it's not enough!

Perhaps at the edge of this dark forest, the Lord God could roam unhindered, even arbitrarily deciding the fate of others. But deep within this jungle, there still existed beings that could easily crush even the Lord God.

So whether for himself or his group members, Gerard had to try his best to climb up to the top level of this jungle.

To reach this level, the Lord God is obviously not enough.

Not only is the main god not enough, even the founding god and the creation god above him are also not enough. Perhaps the creation god does have the ability to protect himself, and even protect his group members.

But what Gerard wanted wasn't just to protect himself; he wanted to truly break free. In other words, he wanted to establish a new law of the jungle.

He also knew it very well.

To overthrow these old ways, one must be prepared to confront the entire forest. Jellal now has this awareness, ingrained within him. This awareness is also driving him to become stronger, aspiring to become stronger than any other being.

Unfortunately, just as he thought, this conventional way of becoming stronger was ultimately too slow. He needed to find a way and a new path.

"But even if I have to find another way in, I've got to have a way." Jellal sighed to himself and sat up from the stone bed. He stretched his slightly stiff body a little, temporarily putting away the chaotic thoughts in his heart.

Being anxious is useless and can only lead people astray. So, is it really better to just let things take their own course?

As he pondered this, Jellal suddenly felt the integration of the rules accelerate even further. So, was this a sudden realization? Only by letting go of obsessions could one achieve success?

Forget it, I don't want to.

Jellal shook his head, his eyes once again fixed on the train bound for Hogwarts.

now.

Hermione, Harry, Ron and Ginny had found a suitable carriage and continued their previous conversation.

"Mum is so partial to George. She didn't even kick the pet pig out of the house even after all that happened." Ron complained and put a jelly bean in his mouth.

"I think Mom likes Pete too." Ginny pondered for a moment and said, "Although he is very mischievous, he is really cute."

"It's a rat killer!" Ron emphasized with dissatisfaction.

"Maybe the murderer is someone else, Ron." Harry quickly tried to comfort his friend, "Maybe the mouse isn't dead, it just ran away?"

"Scabbers is twelve years old, Harry." Ron sighed and said, "For a mouse, it's a miracle that he's still alive. Do you think an old man with a shaky gait could run away from home on his own? He must be dead, dead in the stomach of the pet pig."

"A twelve-year-old mouse is truly a miracle." Hermione nodded in agreement. "Normally, mice only live for a few years."

"Ron, I still think you should be more open-minded." Harry shook his head and said, "If it is a miracle in itself, why don't you believe in another miracle?"

“There aren’t so many miracles in this world!”

"Maybe there is. Maybe your Banban is actually a human?"

"Hey, Harry! What you said is a bit creepy. It really creeps me out!"

"Speaking of miracles, I wonder if you've paid attention to the news in the Daily Prophet," Ginny suddenly said in a low voice, "Someone actually escaped from a place like Azkaban."

"Azkaban? That wizard prison?" Harry blinked, puzzled. "Who on earth could escape from a place like that?"

"Hmm, I think his name is Sirius Black?" Ginny touched her hair and said, "He used to be a Death Eater."

"Sirius Black? Are you sure?" Hermione stood up suddenly and said in surprise.

"What, what's wrong?" Ginny was stunned. Hermione's reaction really made her a little confused.

"You don't know Sirius Black?" Ron looked at his sister with a rather strange expression, then turned to his friend with a complicated look. "He's Harry's great enemy. He was the one who killed Harry's parents."

what?

Harry Potter was stunned, his eyes widening. "He killed my parents?"

"He was originally your parents' secret keeper." Ron sighed and said, "But he later betrayed your parents' location to You-Know-Who, and your parents died because of it."

"Bastard!" Harry Potter's face was full of anger, and veins bulged on his forehead.

Although he had never met his parents, it did not prevent him from admiring and respecting them. After all, his parents died protecting him, and he would never let go of the enemy who killed his parents.

"Calm down, Harry." Hermione spoke at the right time, "Don't forget, Sirius escaped from Azkaban. With our strength, I'm afraid we are no match for him."

Harry Potter calmed down instantly and listened to Hermione's advice.

indeed.

The other party was able to escape from that terrible wizard prison, so going to seek revenge now would be like asking for trouble.

"And he actually dared to risk his life to escape from prison. I'm afraid his motives aren't simple." Hermione spoke again, uttering a guess that made Harry shudder. "I think Sirius's target is you, Harry."

"Me?" Harry Potter was stunned and pointed at himself.

"That's quite possible." Ron took a breath and said, "Think about it, those evil Death Eaters must have come out for revenge, and it was you who killed their master."

grunt.

Harry Potter swallowed and began to panic.

pat, pat.

At this moment, the sky gradually darkened. Outside the window, a thick, impenetrable black fog seemed to permeate. A chilling, hair-raising atmosphere gradually spread throughout the carriage.

"What's going on? The train seems to have stopped?" Ron was stunned, his eyes wandering across the aisle. Then, he froze in place as if petrified, his body beginning to tremble unconsciously. "What, what is that?"