Hogwarts executioner

At Christmas time, Alan and Catherine took William to attend the funeral of a strange but familiar person. Mr. Fisher Jr., the son of Fisher Sr., the owner of the only bar in Woking, died unexpectedly.

William was very familiar with the elder Fisher and the younger Mrs. Fisher, and received frequent care from them, but he was not familiar with the younger Mr. Fisher.

Except for meeting every Christmas, he and Fisher rarely saw each other.

On the day of the funeral, little Mrs. Fisher, dressed in black, was like a mournful stone sculpture, as if she had lost her life with her husband's death.

Nils, a 2-year-old boy beside him, still didn't understand the meaning of his father's death. He only felt that his mother and grandfather were crying, and he also felt uncomfortable and cried bitterly.

William held his little brother's hand and kept wiping away his tears.

Several young people knelt in front of the tombstone and cried bitterly. Old Fisher sat in front of the tombstone and looked at the group of young people with sad eyes and said, "I don't blame you, I don't blame you."

Several well-informed young people in the town hid aside and sighed.

William's hearing is superb, and after hearing a few words, he walked up calmly, sat on the grass, and listened to their conversation silently.

"Did the Wild Wolf Gang do it?" An old drunkard lowered his head and wore a yellow chrysanthemum. William was often tempted to drink by this bastard in bars when he was a child.

"Yes." A certain young man replied.

A middle-aged man nearby did not hear the previous words and asked: "Philip, do you know what's going on?"

The young man named Philip said: "Didn't Little Fisher borrow money to buy a new cargo ship this year? He is planning to transport freight from France to London, and Rosa and the others have followed him.

But the people from the Wild Wolf Gang found him for some reason and asked him to help bring some things, but those things were all terrible things.Little Fisher dared to be lucky, if he was caught, it would be over.

Those bastards beat him and broke his ribs, and Rosa and the others drove too fast to take Fisher to the hospital, and they hit another car on the way, and Fisher fell on the car He vomited blood under his seat.

When I arrived at the hospital, the first aid was not rescued. The doctor said that the broken rib had pierced the lungs, and it came too late, so I was not rescued. "

The old drunkard asked: "Where are the police?"

Philip spat on the grass and said angrily: "Those damn bastards said it was an accident. Those members of the Wild Wolf Gang did not kill anyone, but they violated public order and fined them thousands of pounds."

"Bastard." A group of people said angrily.

"What a pity Rowena." Several men looked at little Mrs. Fisher and sighed.

Although this group of drunkards have nothing to do and live a lazy and poor life in the small town, they have been friends with the Fisher family in the bar for more than ten years.

"Where is the Wild Wolf Gang?" William asked.

Philip glanced at William and said casually: "It is said that he is in the Westminster District of London. I don't know the specific details."

Philip showed off: "The boss of the Wolf Gang has a big beard. They are the largest gang in London. They do all kinds of illegal things, such as drug trafficking, arms, casinos, brothels, etc. They wear a pair of trousers as good as the police. Even Many MPs are related to them."

The old drunkard sneered, "Impossible. Those congressmen just treat them like dogs. They pull them out to bite people when they need them, and let the police clean them up when they don't need them."

Philip yelled: "What do you know, how can others pay tens of millions of filial piety to those people every year, how could they be so easily cleaned up?"

A man opened his mouth wide and said angrily: "We people are dying every year, but we can't get 2. These congressmen just talk, and some people give away hundreds of thousands. Is there any justice in this?"

Philip sneered and said, "Get promoted and get rich, snakes and rats have a nest, isn't it all like this."

Philip said mysteriously: "Do you know why they were named the Wild Wolf Gang? That's because they raised more than a dozen werewolves, who couldn't be killed by bullets or cut with knives. It was because of this that they became the number one wolf man in London." The big gang has occupied the fattest territory."

The old drunk immediately retorted loudly: "Are you an idiot? Where did the werewolf come from? I'm still Merlin!"

The few quarreling people didn't notice, and William quietly left here.

Looking back at the little Mrs. Fisher and Niels who were also crying bitterly, William walked behind Catherine and remained silent.

After the funeral was over, on the way back, Allen said to Catherine: "Dear, I know I shouldn't, but I still beg you to find your friends and let the murderer be brought to justice."

Daniel hesitated to speak, and finally sighed silently in the passenger seat.

Catherine hesitated for a few seconds and then said, "I'll try, but I'm afraid it will be difficult. Those bureaucrats have no real interests and it is difficult to take the initiative to attack a gang. And as long as the murderer is not stupid, he has probably left the UK."

Daniel said: "Just try your best, don't force yourself."

William took Catherine's hand, "When I grow up, I will avenge my aunt and Niels."

Catherine stroked William's golden hair gently, and said, "William, this is an adult's business, so don't worry about it. We'll take care of it. You can concentrate on learning magic."

"Hey, the sun is coming out from the west? Is this the cautious, timid, cunning and treacherous kid I know?

You are actually willing to help people kill people. Let me tell you, werewolves are not easy to deal with. If this kind of gangster is not careful, he will kill the wolf cub and provoke the old wolf. "

Ao Hai was a little surprised by William's thoughts. Although the weeping lady helped take care of William many times in the past few years, he also saw it, but he thought that William would only repay the other party in private, but he didn't expect William to directly think of killing revenge.

"Ao Hai, you said that the eighth and ninth ranks of Qi refiners are compared to low-level wizards, the sixth and seventh ranks are equivalent to middle-level wizards, and the fourth and fifth ranks are equivalent to high-level wizards. Since I have stepped into the fifth-rank Elephant Holding Realm, why are we afraid of werewolves? "

William has analyzed various forces in the wizarding world by collecting various news materials.

The top high-level wizards, such as the elite Aurors of the Ministry of Magic and the professors of Hogwarts, are basically masters who can cast spells without a wand, enough to be counted among the ranks of fourth-level Qi Refiners.

Most adult wizards are at the intermediate level, and very few can cast spells silently with a staff.

The average level of a werewolf is close to that of a middle-level wizard, mainly relying on the powerful body of a werewolf rather than the ability to cast spells.

William is confident that relying on the semi-perfect physique of the fifth-rank Elephant Realm to suppress the greatest advantages of werewolves, coupled with spellcasting ability, magic weapon equipment, etc., as long as he is careful enough, it will not be too difficult to kill two murderers, even if the opponent has Possibly an adult werewolf.

"I'm dizzy, are you serious? I think you need to calm down, William, wait a few years, just wait a few more years, let alone a gangster, you can kill even that mysterious man."

Ao Hai was a little surprised by William's audacity, a little happy and a little worried.

"You don't know the opponent's strength at all, why are you so eager to make a move now?"

"I'm very calm. Revenge doesn't last overnight. I just kill a few damn people." William said calmly.

Although William thought he was not a good person, he was not a ruthless person either. Rowena was one of his few relatives in the town.

Since someone hurt her, she would naturally have to take revenge if she had the ability. If she couldn't take revenge, just treat it as a test of her opponent's strength and look for another opportunity in the future.

There are some things that he can't control and can only live in chaos with the world. Millions of wizards in Europe won't interfere, so why should he go into that battlefield?

But some things must be done. One's relatives and friends have been killed, and one obviously has superpowers but is still making excuses. So what's the point of living like this?

"You are going crazy. Who do you think you are? You are just a fifth-level person, and you want to kill everyone? Didn't you hear what the old drunkard said? There are more than a dozen werewolves on the other side? And they are adult werewolves with a murderous nature." Their strength is probably between level 5 and level 5, so why should you deal with them by yourself?"

"Most werewolves do not have the ability to cast spells. They rely more on their powerful physical melee combat. As for my physique, you should know that I think it is not difficult to deal with them!"