Master Trainer from Hogwarts

Chapter 124 Bounty Hunter Andre

Fine rain and snow kept falling in the cloudy sky.

Knockturn Alley was dirty, dark, and gloomy, and several figures gathered together. Looking from here to Diagon Alley, one could see the crowds gathering continuously.

They wore formal and solemn wizard robes, and even in this nasty weather, they did not show any impatience, but looked solemn.

A high platform was built in the middle, using silver and crimson colors to give a touch of brilliance to Diagon Alley, which is gradually sinking into the midwinter.

"What are they doing? Is the Minister of Magic coming to inspect?"

Akesu is a merchant who just came from the Middle East this morning and went to Knockturn Alley to buy goods.

Another black wizard who watched the scene sneered, "It's a comedy made by those white wizards. They pushed an 11-year-old child to the front of the stage, trying to convince everyone that the world is equal. Do they think this is the Roman Church in the Middle Ages? Or is it that Merlin's son is about to come? It's ridiculous."

Just when the dark wizard wanted to continue his speech.

A tall figure enveloped him like a ghost.

This figure was tall, with a big frame, long black hair, tangled together, covering most of his face.

He was wearing a tattered cloak, like a piece of rags put together, exuding a strange smell that made even a dark wizard feel sick.

However, the moment the black wizard saw him, he took a step back, because on that sallow, thin face, a pair of fierce golden eyes stared at him coldly.

It gave him the feeling of being watched by a pack of wolves in the vast black plain.

He took a step back, clenched the wand tightly in his hand, and tried to shout the opponent back sharply.

However, he was pulled by his companions first.

The companion said with a sneer, "He just said something unintentionally."

The man glanced silently, then looked at the high platform built in the distance, and said in a low voice, "I will verify this, if he is true, then don't let me hear the same words again."

"That, of course."

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"I have a dream and hope that a miracle will happen and all the werewolf wizards return to normal life, just like when it all started."

"I have a dream, I hope that love can warm each other, mudbloods, half-bloods, and pure-bloods can all live in harmony, just like the sages taught."

"I have a dream, I hope that magic can change reality, wizards and Muggles will no longer hate each other, and there will be no injustice in the world."

When Allen's speech reached its climax, all the wizards in the audience held their breaths. They stared at the boy on the stage. Their hearts were turbulent and could not be calmed down for a long time. They watched quietly the hopeful boy who spoke out their thoughts for them. Tears could not help but flow down their faces, warming each other.

"He's doing well, isn't he?"

In the distance, under the eaves of the shop, Mr. Stuart whispered to Minister Fudge beside him, "We only need to push this speech a little bit more, it will be enough to go down in the history of British magic and calm the public's previous crisis of trust in the Ministry of Magic, and all of this is thanks to you."

Fudge frowned, but after a while, the quality of the politician made him smile, and said to Mr. Stuart, "It seems that we will have many opportunities to cooperate in the future."

Mr. Stuart applauded softly with the crowd and said, "Of course."

At this moment, there was an uproar in the front row.

Fudge looked there nervously. Shouldn't he, as a minister, go up and shake hands with Allen for a photo next?
Did something go wrong?

Is the pure blood family upset?

They are so stupid!

Allen, who was about to step down, looked at the figure who suddenly rushed out and fell in front of him. The other party was dressed in rags, naked, and his exposed body was skinny. He was full of a strange smell, which could be spread far and wide even in winter.

What's more interesting is the mane on his face and those wolf-like eyes.

"This is a werewolf, drive him away!"

"Keep him away from that kid!"

"Where are the Aurors? What are they doing?"

All the wizards yelled, this was their most instinctive reaction.

Werewolves are extremely contagious, and like AIDS in the wizarding world, they cannot be cured at all.

Aurors in full armor appeared next to Allen with Apparatus, wanting to take the boy away as soon as possible. He must not be allowed to have an accident here, otherwise it will be a shocking scandal!
"and many more."

Allen easily broke free from the Auror who was pulling him back.

Under the gaze of everyone, he walked slowly to the werewolf who fell on the ground.

There was no panic and hatred of being despised, insulted, or hated by everyone in the other party's eyes. He seemed to be used to this, and just stared at Alan with a pair of eyes, staring at this little wizard who preached love.

Allen also looked at the werewolf. The reason why he didn't choose to retreat immediately was that besides the fact that he could perceive the purity of the werewolf's heart in front of him through the power of waveguide, his soul also seemed to be touched, and the brilliance of [Morning Star] shone unprecedentedly in his soul.

Shouldn't he really become the Virgin Mary?
Allen asked himself, since he gave a speech, he watched everything with cold eyes, all the excitement and tears were just a show for others to see.

But now, when a werewolf who really longed for redemption fell in front of him, it seemed that he was only now realizing the sadness of a werewolf, the sadness of being abandoned by the crowd and wandering in the wilderness like a wild beast.

Allen hesitated for a moment, maybe when he came to this miraculous world, he should not only change himself, but also the world.

His sixth sense was extremely clear at this moment, and he stepped forward and hugged the werewolf gently.

"This hug is just the beginning, as I promised."

Allen said in a low voice.

Everyone stopped still, as if an invisible magic had frozen the time, and even the reporters forgot to press the shutter.

Moments later, the loud cheers of the crowd dispersed the dark clouds like a wave, and a ray of light in the sky penetrated the thick clouds and fell, dividing the past full of haze and leaving hope and light to the future.

"You arranged this?"

Fudge looked at Mr. Stuart cautiously. If it was arranged by the other party, then the other party would be really terrifying. He dared to let his son hug a werewolf at such a time. Could it be that he was really not afraid that the werewolf would take advantage of the situation and grab his son's paw?

Mr. Stuart looked at Fudge equally cautiously, "I thought you arranged this."

In the sky, Dumbledore stood on the clouds and lowered his wand to push away the clouds.

Professor Snape next to him frowned and looked at Dumbledore beside him.

"You arranged this?"

Dumbledore seemed to be in a good mood. The golden sunlight hit his snow-white beard, and he said with a smile, "This may be the arrangement of fate, but it helped me determine many things."

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After the carnival, Allen held the werewolf who wanted to leave quietly in the crowd, and wanted to leave after testing me, but there was no way.

Take the werewolf to the next hotel.

While the other party was washing, Allen began to examine some changes in his soul.

At the level of the earth soul, the titles are held high like stars in the sky, exuding different colors. The 'natural Gryffindor' is red like a flame, and the spiritual power accumulated around it is full of positive emotions.

'Misleader' is a shifting silver-gray that oscillates between silver and gray.

The stars of 'Morning Star' are the brightest and purest, and there are two chasing giant wolves below.

One is from Scar, and the other is from the werewolf just now.

Allen broke away from meditation and looked at the werewolf after washing.

The other party looked very young, with half-length black hair, and golden eyes full of aloofness like a lone wolf.

And the strength is very strong, at least the opponent has the ability to control part of the wolf.

One must know that even Scar who drank the full moon potion could not do this.

Therefore, the other party's practice in xinxing is simply terrifying.

Lupin?

Alan's thoughts turned in his mind.

There are two famous werewolves in Harry Potter in his memory.

One is Lupine under Dumbledore's banner, and the other party is also powerful. He is Harry's third-year Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher.

The other is Fenrir Greyback under Voldemort. This werewolf is cruel and ambitious. He wants to keep infecting young wizards to strengthen his clan.

But it doesn't seem like the two are alike.

First of all, the other party was obviously younger than Lupine, and he was taller, close to two meters.

And Fenrir Greyback doesn't have the pure heart he perceives, it's something that can't be concealed.

While Alan was observing Andre Ossaid, Andre was also observing Alan.

This little wizard is more complicated than I imagined. The telepathy between the two is mutual. In Andre's perception, this little wizard's heart is like an unpredictable starry sky.

He felt light, but also felt darkness, and the two continued to rotate and alternate.

But what finally made Andre believe in Allen was the heart-warming hug.

The other party is really different, at least not the same as those other wizards.

"You don't seem like an 11-year-old, nor are you as loving as you appear to be."

Andre was the first to speak in a low, magnetic voice.

Allen didn't hide it. The power of waveguide is not good. When you perceive the other party with your mind, the other party can also perceive you with your mind. This cannot be faked.

He said with a smile, "If you just want to find a saint, you can find it in tomorrow's newspaper, but if you really want to find someone who can change the status quo of werewolves, then there is in front of you, at least the only hope you can see."

Andre was at a loss for words for a while, and he carefully pondered Alan's words.

After a moment, he had to admit that Alan was right.

"You really want to change the status quo of werewolves?"

Allen shrugged, "At least that's what I'm doing."

"I answered your question, now it's up to you to answer me, name, origin, and why you are looking for me."

Andre was silent for a while and said, "Andre, a bounty hunter, came to you just to confirm the authenticity of your existence, is it just a show."

"But the reality is much more complicated than you imagined, isn't it?"

Allen poured a glass of wine from the counter next to him and handed it to Andre, "Bounty hunter? I'm a little curious about your experience, can you tell me about it? A simple bounty hunter will not have such a pure heart as you, and will not be as poor as you."

Allen looked at the disheveled face and thin body of the opponent. This is not an act. The strength of the opponent is entirely supported by the power of the mind, the power of the blood, and the blessing of the "wolves".

Andre took the wine and took a sip, "Can I trust you?"

Allen spread his waveguide power with some headaches, and formed a special connection with Andre, "You can trust me."

Ok?
Andre once again felt the power of Alan's heart, which was warm and full of hope, which made him involuntarily relax his vigilance, and even gave him a sense of security in returning to the wolves.

His body tensed slightly, and he actively disconnected his spiritual connection, "What kind of magic is this?"

"It's your own choice."

Allen replied briefly that when he just hugged the other party, the other party was really relaxed at that moment, and formed a special connection with himself.

Andre drank the wine in the glass, "Come with me, don't bring anyone else."

The bold Alan and his father downstairs explained where he was going, and then followed Andre through the alleys to a semi-abandoned chapel.

He pushed open the door, and his eyes were like candlelight, staring at Allen, making him feel like he was trapped among wolves.

Then the owner of these scorpions made a surprise voice, "Brother Andre!"

They walked out of the darkness of the church, and it was only then that Allen discovered that the owners of these eyes were children. The older ones were only fifteen or sixteen years old, and the younger ones were only seven or eight years old.

These were all werewolves, or children infected by werewolves.

Allen rarely showed anger in his eyes, "Who did this!"

Andre led Allen into the house, closed the church door, and lit an oil lamp.

"The werewolf's blood can be inherited. Some werewolves find prostitutes to vent their anger, and leave their blood behind. These children could have grown up in human society, but with the awakening of their blood, they had to avoid human persecution. I found them by blood."

"There's some left·····"

A cold killing intent flashed in Andre's eyes.

"They are children intentionally infected by werewolves. They take these children away from their parents, and then train them to become their own 'wolves' to enhance their own strength."

Allen summoned Xixiu, took out his own food reserves from his pocket and distributed them to the children around him.

"So you took these kids and hid?"

"Well." Andre saw Alan's behavior, and there was a little warmth in his cold eyes, "I heard that you have researched a potion, can you send us some, if these children have the help of the potion, they will feel better during the full moon."

Allen looked at the more than 20 children around him, "Of course, but have you thought about what you will do in the future? Have you ever thought about joining forces? With your strength, even if you have more than 20 burdens, some people should accept it."

Andre sneered, "Take refuge with others? Whether it is a wizard, secret religion or other forces, werewolves will not end well. I can only train them to adulthood, and the rest depends on their own choices."

Allen stared at Andre, "It seems that you know a lot, at least you know that the werewolves recruited by the major forces did not end well, so you took them to hide in Tibet, then have you ever thought about establishing a new force yourself?"

"Create a new force yourself?"

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