The Grey Wizard of Hogwarts

It was now winter near Christmas, and snowflakes were fluttering in the sky of London.

Anton, who was riding on the broom, shivered. He was full of time every day, and he didn't have much time to learn some unnecessary magic spells.

Otherwise, if I give myself a body-warming spell now...

"Oh~"

Anton sighed comfortably. He found that his whole body became warm, and the gust of wind around him softened.

Looking back in surprise, I saw Miss Ilsa put her wand back into the wizard's robe.

"thanks."

Ilsa twitched the corners of her mouth, expressing that she had a smile. She was so complicated now that she couldn't really smile.

Werewolf!

Why is Lupin a werewolf!

During this long month, she lived in regret every day. She hated herself for taking a step back when she heard Lupin say he was a werewolf, and that step made her never see Lupin again.

After struggling for three days, she suddenly realized that she really fell in love with this gentle man, and she was willing to accept everything from him, even if it was a werewolf.

However, this Lupin is said to be a very smart nephew, but he took this time to bring himself to Lupin...

This is a test. Dare to go is only the first step.

She didn't know what kind of scene she would see next. She was very uneasy, and she even started to worry about her performance at that time.

Will she involuntarily back down again?

Do not!

no way!

I rode on a broomstick, shuttled through the snow, and the sunset gradually fell from the distant peaks.

Anton waved his wand again.

A cursor appeared in front of him, turned it, and pointed to the northwest.

There is obviously room for improvement in this magic version of the navigation. It cannot move, and there is no way to continuously guide the way according to the route like car navigation.

They can only stop and go, constantly using the cursor to determine the direction of the next step.

But Anton soon discovered the pattern.

Looking down from a high altitude, a long train track is always in sight.

"Hahaha, it's so interesting, Lupin actually left London by train?" The two stopped over a certain platform of the train, and the cursor magic pointed to a certain location again.

"Is it weird?" Ilsa looked at him suspiciously. "Lupin is a business elite. Isn't it very common to take a train?"

She often invites Lupin to the restaurant together. She can feel that Lupin is a little embarrassed every time he sees her driving, and secretly signed up for the training class for the driver's license.

"Business elite?" Anton smiled strangely, "It's so interesting."

He looked at Ilsa seriously, "Maybe next you may meet a real Lupin, who is out of the delicate appearance of modern society, an ordinary him."

Ilsa pursed her lips, "I will accept everything from him!"

His tone was firmer than ever.

Anton shrugged and smiled.

Leaving aside his identity as a werewolf, Lupin was a real wizard, the kind of wizard who still lived in Europe in the last century.

A wizard like Ilsa who actively integrates into modern society, seriously, Anton has seen such a wizard.

The two flew again, and at this moment, the sun finally set.

A bright moon rose.

Round, emitting a bright light.

They flew over the city, over the suburbs, over the village, and as Anton expected, over the barren mountains.

The cursor magic changed. After turning it, it pointed directly below.

He lowered his broom, a cave appeared in front of him, and a werewolf's roar could be heard faintly.

Landing, standing outside the cave, An Dong raised his eyebrows.

He took off his hat and reached out his hand gracefully, "Ladies first!"

Ilsa was about to die of nervousness. Looking at Anton's narrow smile, she couldn't help but rolled her eyes. This little wizard, who was well educated by his uncle, is indeed very smart, and has the same grace and decency as his uncle.

But it's just too funny. He seems to like watching other people's jokes, and he doesn't know who is influenced by him. She couldn't help thinking of the pair of goblins and ghosts who quarreled every day in the Lupin family.

No amount of random thoughts could cover up her panic. In the end, she strengthened her belief and walked towards the cave step by step.

The werewolf growled louder.

This is a cave formed by the extrusion of many rocks. Turn left and right, sometimes you have to drill sideways into a small gap, and finally a spacious place appears in front of you.

It was surrounded by walls of dirt and stone, covered with moss and unknown plants, and there was a large gap above, from which the moonlight shone.

A thick chain was tied to the wall, tightly locking a huge werewolf.

The werewolf was very tall, she had to try her best to look up to see his head.

It's that big.

With its fangs like an evil beast, saliva dripped from its huge mouth as it roared furiously. In the thick wolf fur, a pair of eyes that are eager to tear everything apart are full of tyranny.

"Lupin!"

Ilsa covered her mouth, her voice choked.

The werewolf only gave her a roar and struggled to make the chains rattle. It became more and more angry. The huge wolf claws clasped the wall hard, and the dirt flew.

"I won't back down, Lupin!" Ilsa's footsteps were decisive, staring at the werewolf, approaching slowly, raising her slender neck, "Bite me, and make me a werewolf too!"

"So we can be together forever."

Oh, with such a fragrant mass of meat placed in front of him, the werewolf would not be polite. He roared and lowered his head, about to bite down on his neck.

With hope for happiness on her face, Ilsa closed her eyes.

"Armor protection!"

The curse light lit up on her body, and the werewolf seemed to have bitten an iron plate, shaking his head in pain.

Anton pulled her back.

Ilsa had the fear of the rest of her life on her face, but she glared at Anton angrily, "Why did you pull me back and turn me into a werewolf? I want to..."

Anton sighed helplessly, "You can't become a werewolf. Your neck is so thin and his mouth is so big. The biggest possibility is that he bit your neck off."

"Even if you really become a werewolf, Lupin will definitely fight for me when he wakes up."

"I……"

The tears in Ilsa's eyes finally couldn't help flowing. She quivered her lips, her whole body exuded a strong sadness, "I don't know what to do~www.NovelMTL.com~I don't know."

Anton shrugged, "The wizarding world is not as good as I imagined, although there is magic, but I always encounter a lot of bad things. I know a person whose relative has turned into a snake , like a werewolf, you don't know anyone, so you just want to attack people."

He looked up at the werewolf in admiration and shook his head, "Sometimes it's really desperate."

Ilsa sat on the ground sadly, staring blankly at Lupin.

Anton took out a prepared bottle of 'Wizard's Eye' potion, drank it, and moved closer.

Enduring the trance and nausea caused by the potion, he stared at the werewolf magic image that turned into countless twisted lines.

Different from the first time he entered Lupin's body through the soul-moving spell and looked inward, from the outside, although he couldn't see the deepest details, he could see the overall changes more clearly.

"Wow~"

The magic image is as subtle as a work of art.

"It's so much more complicated than snakes. No wonder the teacher is so obsessed with werewolves." Anton's pupils became huge, and there were countless stars twinkling in them.

The habitual recording magic showed countless bright lines beside him, recording all the changes little by little.

But this kind of change is too complicated, he has to focus only on the werewolf's arm and start from the details.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the teacher likes to talk big. The last step of a great experiment is just the beginning, hehe."

Ilsa didn't know what the little nephew was talking about, but she put her hands in front of Anton and looked at Anton angrily, "You are not allowed to point fingers at him, it's not his fault that he turned into a werewolf. , he is a poor wounded man!"

The corner of An Dong's mouth raised, "Of course."