The transfer student at Hogwarts just wants to fall in love [continued]

"Of course not, werewolves are not that embarrassed."

Lucian coughed twice.

"We have been searching for the descendants of Corvinus on our own for hundreds of years. Until more than ten years ago, I met a wizard and he introduced me to a diviner."

"The fortune teller recommended more than ten years ago only found the old address of my home three years ago?"

Lucian looked embarrassed.

In other words, it didn’t take hundreds of years to save, but it also took six or seven years to save enough money to do divination?

It’s really “not that embarrassing”…

But Mo Bai really didn't expect that his background was really quite big.

Direct bloodline from the common ancestor of werewolves and vampires.

But a new problem comes again, if it is not done by werewolves.

What happened on the night when his parents disappeared?

Now that I think about it, there are indeed a lot of doubts.

Even if his mother is a mortal, his father is the brother of the president of the Monk Association. A mere werewolf won't make the Monk look sad and he won't even dare to reveal it, right?

To put it bluntly, even if Lucian's forces are all gathered to attack the Hong Kong Monk Association, they may not be able to defeat it.

And if you want to find the direct bloodline of Corvinus, isn’t his mother the same?

Why do you have to look for yourself?

Does this mean that his mother may no longer be alive?

The Obscurus inside his body suddenly stirred, and the overflowing black mist startled the werewolf.

"What is this?"

Mo Bai frowned and shouted angrily, "Go back!"

The black mist retracted from his body like a whale.

It started again. When the matter of parents was mentioned, the remaining soul of "Ink White" merged into Obscurus began to become restless.

Lucian didn't dare to move, and cold sweat flowed from his temples.

The beast's intuition is very keen, and this sensitivity to danger has allowed him to avoid countless life and death crises.

When the black mist appeared, he had only one feeling, and that was death.

Dark, unknown death.

"The fortune teller's prediction directly told you to find my trace?"

Lucian glanced at him in panic, "No, the fortune teller clearly came up with two results for the descendants of Corvinus bloodline, but compared to a child of about ten years old who still has a former residence address, the second result is too It’s too vague, that’s why we chose you…”

Mo Bai shook his hands.

The second result is most likely a mother she has never met.

"The second result, what did the fortune teller say?"

Lucian recalled, "It seems like..."

"The body and mind are separated, so close to each other and so far away; in a claustrophobic space, there is no fixed place to live."

Mo Bai frowned, this prophecy was more abstract than Professor Trelawney's.

But since the werewolf can find himself based on this fortune teller, it is obvious that this fortune teller really has something.

He took a deep breath and said, "I can give you my blood, but you have to promise me something."

Lucian's eyes widened and his fangs were exposed.

This is a sign of a werewolf's excitement.

"Anything goes!"

"It's very simple, continue to look for traces of another Corvinus tribesman."

Lucian reacted quickly.

"Are you looking for your family?"

Mo Bai nodded and stretched out his arm.

"Smoke it, but I remind you to hurry up."

Lucian couldn't wait to pick up the sterilized needle.

"how?"

"Since I can find him through Klein, of course the vampires can too."

Lucian's expression changed.

But there was no urgency in the movements of the hand, blood was drawn steadily and slowly.

The technique was very professional, and Mo Bai didn't feel any discomfort at all.

After taking out a full syringe, Mo Bai moved his wrist.

Lucian carefully poured blood into the test tube, "The entire werewolf camp will remember your kindness..."

"Just don't let those wolves of yours bother me, otherwise, I won't be so good-tempered next time."

Lucian felt a chill in his heart, "Of course, I will ban all werewolf actions, and no werewolves will cause trouble to you again."

"Neither can anyone else. You'd better wipe your ass yourself, don't let me wipe it for you myself."

"of course."

"That's best."

Lucian put away the test tube, "As long as you ask for it in the future, I will..."

Turning around, the werewolf found that there was no one behind him, and the boy disappeared out of thin air.

He was stunned for a moment, then touched the test tube in his arms, his eyes firm.

"Luthor! It's time for us to leave!"

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Mo Bai didn't use Apparition to leave, but used a door key.

He went straight back to Hogwarts.

This time, he solved some doubts, but gained more doubts.

He knew his life experience and that his mother should still be alive, but he still didn't know what happened on the day his parents disappeared and why he was sent to the old man.

But the biggest gain from this trip was the help he received from werewolves and vampires. With these two forces helping to find someone, his journey to "find his mother" could end quickly.

Mo Bai turned around and appeared in the library in an instant.

Sure enough, Hermione was reading a book here, and Amy sat next to her, pretending to place a book, but her attention was not on the book at all, and she was staring at the dagger in her hand.

The dagger flew three centimeters away from the delicate palm, but the "dance" was very unstable, like a small boat traveling in huge waves, bumping constantly.

Amy held her mouth shut and her eyes were serious.

The dagger trembled violently in mid-air, and Amy's eyes lit up. She watched in surprise as the trembling gradually disappeared, and finally floated smoothly in the palm of her hand.

The move she made to scare Ron seemed powerful and precise, but only the move out of the sheath was controlled by her.

It's like she just threw the dagger.

Now that she can control the dagger to levitate, she has made considerable progress.

"Hermione! Look!"

Amy showed off to Hermione with a rare tone of excitement.

Hermione was very cooperative.

"That's amazing! When Mo Bai comes back, he will be surprised that you have improved so much."

"hey-hey."

Amy's expression in front of Hermione was much richer than usual. At least she could see a smile on Ron's face that he had never seen in his life.

After showing off, Amy wanted to control the dagger to fall.

But the dagger didn't move at all.

The girl was stunned for a moment, and instinctively reached out to grab it, but the dagger suddenly rose automatically and avoided her hand.

Amy's already big eyes opened a little wider, and she grabbed it with both hands.

The dagger actually rose directly above her head and stopped at a distance that she couldn't even reach.

Amy's big eyes were full of confusion. This dagger had always been obedient, why did it suddenly become like this.

"Hermione, look!"

Hermione frowned in confusion. After a moment, surprise flashed in her eyes, and she stood up and turned around.

Sure enough, Mo Bai stood not far away and looked at them with a smile.

Hermione immediately ran forward, arms slightly opened at her sides and then immediately lowered.

He put his arms behind his back and looked at him.

"Why are you back so soon?"

It was only one night, so it went really quickly.

"It was easier than I thought."

He originally thought he was going to fight a vampire and then a werewolf.

Unexpectedly, the leader of the vampire clan, Klein, was weaker than he thought, and the leader of the werewolves was more reasonable than he thought.

Amy also ran over and stared at him.

"Mo Bai! Bad!"

Mo Bai smiled fondly and waved, and the dagger flew back to his hand.

He handed it to Amy, "You don't have enough compatibility with the sword, otherwise I wouldn't be able to control your sword so easily..."

"Have you given the sword a name?"

"Name?" Amy tilted her head.

"Your sword is your lifelong partner, and giving your partner a name helps foster a bond."

Just like his father's sword, named Changhong.

It's just that he doesn't need to cultivate a tacit understanding. Changhong Sword already has spirituality, because it is the biological son of the master who voluntarily cooperates.

"Name..." Amy looked at the dagger in her hand thoughtfully.

"Don't worry, do you want to hear a story?"

"Yes!" The girl's eyes were bright.

Mo Bai told the two of them everything that happened in the past two days.

"Wow, the love story between two enemies, a werewolf and a vampire, is so poignant."

Hermione's reaction was unexpected.

In fact, he himself thought this story was good, otherwise he wouldn't have let Lucian go so easily.

He always does things as he pleases.

"You actually don't care about my parents?!"

Mo Bai had a hurt expression on his face.

Hermione smiled slightly, "Anyway, you must be able to find a way, right? I care more about the room where I can't cast spells than this. What's going on in the room where I can't cast spells?"

"thank you."

Mo Bai shook his head helplessly, "Speaking of this, is Old Dengtou at school?"

"Yes, he even asked about you during lunch today."

"I'm going to find him, do you want to come with me?"

"No..."

Hermione sat back and said, "You two are probably going to talk about something else. It's not convenient for me to be here."

Since the Chamber of Secrets incident last year, Dumbledore's majestic image collapsed in Hermione's heart.

None of the young and old are good guys...