Science and magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 141
"It's really great, Elder Avila"

Kyle's voice was so long that everyone could hear his sarcasm: "Stop me from bringing these boys to the battlefield?"

While speaking, he looked around at the werewolves around him.

The pure werewolves obviously trusted their elders very much, and looked at Kyle with resentment.

Obviously, they have decided that if they can't snatch the magic, Kyle will definitely force the werewolves to work for him and push them into the battlefield.

But Kyle's rhetorical question stunned them: "Gentlemen, I'm curious, aren't you already on the battlefield?"

Silence, silence.

The werewolves opened their mouths wide, but could not speak.

The old werewolf roared almost angrily: "Can it be the same?! Werewolves are fighting for themselves!"

"What's the difference in serving me?"

"I'll pay them, give them training, give them a platform to improve themselves."

"Look at the situation of werewolves, poverty, exclusion from the whole society, lack of opportunities, lack of education, but I can change these."

Speaking of which, Kyle turned his gaze to the werewolves around him:
"Work for me, and I will give you enough remuneration to make your life decent enough."

"I can provide you with different development directions, combat, research, logistics, and I will provide you with sufficient training and suitable positions."

"Education, jobs, money, I can provide everything that werewolves lack, and I can even help you get rid of madness."

"In this case, why can't you be loyal to me?"

Kyle's words made some werewolves look a little shaken, but the old werewolf almost vomited blood from Kyle's anger!

Where did this grandson get so many fallacies?Where did so many routines come from?

These young people who don't have much contact with society can't hear it, but how can the old werewolf not understand Kyle's subtext?

The old guy almost jumped up and shouted: "Kyle Shafik! Don't tempt my people here."

"After all, don't you want the loyalty of the werewolf, want the werewolf to work hard for you, let the werewolf work for you?"

Seeing the appearance of the old werewolf, Kyle felt even more comfortable: "Mr. Avila, you are blatantly slandering me!"

"Think about it, what's the difference between your dream job opportunities and the ones I offer you?"

"I give you a higher salary, better treatment, no discrimination, no insult, I can even give you a full moon leave!"

"Gentlemen, isn't this your dream job?"

"Shut up!"

The old werewolf blushed, because the eyes of the young werewolves around him already showed longing!
"Shafik, don't tempt your clansmen anymore." Panting for a while, the old werewolf An resisted the dissatisfaction in his heart, trying to calm himself down: "Everyone, back off!"

Kyle, this guy, understands people's hearts too well.

The werewolf's longing for normal jobs and contact with normal society was clearly understood by him!
Let him go on, these good guys brought out by the old werewolf will all be recruited by him!
The werewolf boys around who were excitedly listening, reluctantly backed away for a distance, but still pricked up their ears, trying hard to eavesdrop on the negotiation between the two.

Avila continued to wave his hand helplessly, motioning for these guys to continue to retreat, and then looked at Kyle with an embarrassed face, and said with a trace of resentment:

"The werewolves only want to live a peaceful life. Why do you, Dumbledore and Voldemort want to involve us in the war?"

Kyle spread his hands at the young people in the distance regretfully, and answered the old werewolf's words with a happy expression:
"Because the longing for a better life is the common pursuit of mankind, Avila, as long as the werewolves want to change the status quo, as long as you are not willing to be ordinary, you will definitely become the targets of all parties."

"Also, don't talk about yourself so noblely, Avila, what are you doing different from us? For your goal, didn't you also bring these untrained young people to the battlefield?"

"I've never been selfish!"

The old werewolf looked at Kyle panting, and seeing that he was always acting reckless, he finally gave in first.

"Shafiq, talk about your request, don't mention allegiance, you know, the werewolves will never agree!"

Hearing what the old werewolf said, Kyle finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He spent several years building up his reputation and layout in England, and of course he would not choose to perish together for a werewolf tribe.

Fortunately, the old werewolf couldn't afford to lose more than him.

With arms crossed, he lazily leaned against the tree, looked at the werewolf in the distance, and the lion opened his mouth and said:

"Then at least half of the werewolves must swear allegiance to me, and the rest of them must also cast the Loyalty Curse to keep today's secret, old man, I have taken a big step back, and I warn you, don't push yourself too far."

Almost gritted his teeth, Avila roared out:
"You know this is impossible! There are only a hundred or so wizards in the tribe, and it is absolutely impossible for you to ask one-third of the young men to pledge their allegiance to you! I can only allow ten werewolf wizards to follow you, and they must be voluntary!"

Kyle looked at the furious Avila amusedly, and didn't know how much of his appearance was real, and how much of it was a show.

"It's even more impossible for me to accept what you said, Avila, you have to understand that I am not negotiating with you, it is you who lost the battle, and I am just receiving my spoils."

After finishing speaking, he glanced contemptuously at the old guy with a face full of embarrassment and indignation: "If it wasn't for my family background, if I hadn't made some preparations, my end would only be more miserable."

"Don't say that if you modify the memory, you will let me go back. You know it's impossible."

After finishing speaking, he completely ignored Avila's face and pointed to the young werewolf in the distance: "Since you chose to bring them to the battlefield, Avila, don't think that you can leave the field easily. There is no such good thing in the world."

Kyle's attitude was extremely tough, which made the old werewolf close his eyes in despair.

Because what Kyle said was right, they were the defeated party, and they had no right to bargain.

If Kyle was defeated, it would only be worse than this.

Over the years, they have secretly imprisoned wizards for various reasons, not just one or two.

In the end, the old werewolf knelt down slowly, raised his hands to the ground, and made his due plea.

"Thirteen wizards, I will choose thirteen young men who are willing to join you! This is already one-tenth of the members of the tribe, please, Shafiq... my lord!"

At this scene, the eyes of the werewolves in the distance were shattered. If a few older werewolves hadn't stopped them, these young guys would have rushed over to fight to the death.

But Kyle doesn't care about that at all.

Seeing the old guy who finally bowed his head completely, Kyle let out a hearty laugh and let Avila kneel on one side.

After a long time, Kyle, who finally laughed enough, finally gave a reply: "Thirteen is too unlucky, just fourteen, I don't care if I am willing or not, I only have one request, be good at fighting!"

"The people you selected have to face the two ghost corpses alone, and I will accept them if they don't die."

Only then did Avila know that Kyle's army of monsters turned out to be the notorious ghosts in the wizarding world.

But before he was shocked, he was completely irritated by Kyle's next words.

"These werewolves must formally pledge their allegiance to me, make an unbreakable oath, swear to keep my secrets, and swear to obey my instructions and carry them out to the letter."

Before the old guy could protest violently, Kyle made a more cruel request: "And this oath, you must make it together. Once one person breaks the oath, everyone else will die!"

"That's right, it's you, Mr. Avila, I want you to choose thirteen people from your tribe, and you are No. 14!"

Of course, the old guy would not agree to such a harsh request, but Kyle knew very well that if he hit a stick, he would give him a sweet date:
"In addition to these dead soldiers who have pledged their allegiance to me, I will provide at least thirty jobs for your tribe."

"Research and development, logistics, these decent jobs you dream of, and can be bound by oath, I will never take the initiative to drag these werewolves into the battlefield."

"If my magic is successful, all werewolves who work for me, including the immediate family members of these werewolves, can get my help."

"Mr. Avila, please think clearly and answer my request."

"This is an opportunity to completely change the tribe, do you really want to give up?"

"Are you going to become the sinner of the entire tribe?"

A carrot in one hand and a big stick in the other is always the best way to persuade others.

Looking at the struggle on the old guy's face, he was obviously moved.

Regardless of the old werewolf who couldn't escape from Kyle's palm, Kyle clapped his hands and signaled the surrounding werewolves to come over.

"Gentlemen and ladies, I am very pleased that I have finally reached a consensus on cooperation with Mr. Avila."

"And as the basis of cooperation, it is a curse of absolute loyalty."

"Wait," before Kyle could start to move, the old werewolf stood in front of him and asked the last question with a struggling face: "Mr. Shafik, what kind of oath do those werewolves who work for you need to make?"

"Obey the command and never betray me while working for me. Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Gritting his teeth, the old werewolf finally stood aside with a lonely expression on his face.

After all kinds of calculations, he finally got on Kyle's boat.

Avila's acquiescence made the werewolf below a little uneasy, not knowing what agreement the two had reached.

But after all, he still didn't choose to resist.

Seeing this, Kyle stretched out his wand, and the tip of the wand drew a complex pattern in the air.

Suddenly, a beam of golden light emanated from the tip of the staff.

This ray of light is constantly splitting, and the split beams entwine towards the werewolves.

When the golden light wrapped around everyone, it suddenly shone brightly, and then disappeared.

Avila knew that the spell had worked.

I have clearly seen Kyle's army of corpses, but I can't say a word.

The werewolves have lost the handle to threaten Kyle.

After a moment of silence, the old werewolf began to call names: "Emmerson, Jimmy, Tom..."

As his words fell, thirteen burly wizards came out.

Looking at these guys, Kyle nodded inwardly.

In the battle with the Yin Corpse just now, these guys performed pretty well.

Without rushing to explain the situation to these guys, Avila continued to announce the job position that Kyle had promised to the other werewolves.

Looking at his demeanor, it seems that he is extremely confident in these thirteen people, and believes that they will obey the old guy's arrangement.

Even if it is to become a dead soldier.

Soon, the old guy finished explaining the position and commitment offered by Kyle.

The conditions Kyle offered, just the same salary as ordinary wizards, already exceeded 95% of the positions in the magic world.

Because the salary of most werewolves is only one-third of the normal salary, or even less.

Because werewolves have no choice, there are too few positions willing to accept werewolves.

Sure enough, Kyle's conditions filled the eyes of the werewolves with eagerness.

Kyle couldn't help but imagine the scene where werewolves signed up enthusiastically, and Kyle had no choice but to increase the number of posts.

Unfortunately, reality hit Kyle in the face.

The werewolves were indeed full of enthusiasm, but none of them took the initiative to speak, and all looked at Avila.

The old guy was not surprised at all, and directly ordered: "Each family will produce a wizard, and the person will be chosen by himself."

After the words fell, the werewolves made a commotion, but soon, more than [-] people came out.

"Those who have no parents to support, no wives and children, stand up."

After a while of silence, more than a dozen people walked out again.

"Anna, Roger...Jason, you go back, the others stay."

Those who were stripped of their job opportunities simply retreated into the crowd without complaint.

The 30 people who were left behind were overjoyed, but they stood behind Avila in a regular manner.

After deciding on a candidate, Avila gave Kyle no chance to continue fooling around, and directly issued an order:

"The rest, return to the tribe!"

With an order, the remaining werewolves left the forest immediately.

It wasn't until those werewolves left the forest that Avila looked at Kyle: "These are the people who serve you."

"Shafiq, I hope you don't bring the werewolves to extinction."

After speaking, he closed his eyes and waited for Kyle's instructions.

Looking at the silent werewolf in front of him, Kyle's heart exploded with pride!
This will be his first team in the magic world. Although they cannot be compared with the elites of the Order of the Phoenix, these people are enough to form the prototype of a force.

Field service, research and development, and action teams, the three most urgent departments of Kyle, finally have the basis for formation.

With great joy, Kyle called to Kreacher.

With a bang, the old guy appeared in the forest.

Carefully staring at the werewolves around him, Kreacher said tremblingly, "Young master, what are your orders?"

"Don't be nervous, Kreacher, these are our companions. Take Hermione to the Shrieking Shack and bring them here. I need her."

　A book recommended by a friend, Konoha: Happy Naruto.

　　Joyful Wen, who travels through the dnf system, is absolutely happy, absolutely...a sand sculpture!
　　


(End of this chapter)