There's something wrong with this Hogwarts

A few rows of guns went down, and the werewolves all fell to the ground.

The werewolf village chief was stunned, the werewolves howled in pain, they didn't know what happened, even the little wizard who shot couldn't believe his eyes.

Everyone knows that werewolves have rough skin and thick flesh, and possess both the wildness of wolves and the wisdom of humans. They not only have a strong infectious ability, but can turn humans into werewolves by biting (fog), what is even more commendable is their Physical strength and resilience.

The magic released by low-level wizards, and the ordinary guns used by Muggles can only make marks on them, and they can't even bleed.

The little wizards thought that Professor Sprout shot in frustration, trying to frighten them and take the initiative in the negotiation.

Unexpectedly, all the werewolves were suppressed!

The guns were their own, so the bullets in question were given by Sprout?

A little wizard quickly took out the bullet box.

The power of Muggle bullets is average, especially in the face of armor protection, all protection and other magic spells, it is impossible to penetrate it at all.

Some wizards use magic to increase the power of bullets.

However, this method is very cumbersome and complicated.

Professor Sprout sent out so many enchanted bullets at once, amazing!

It can only be described in four words.

Wealthy and powerful!

As a well-known little wizard in Slytherin, Cassandra gives full play to the spirit of screws, where she needs to drill.

Rescued Draco and returned to Hogwarts in the middle of the night, washed and tidied up, put on various powders, oils, creams, creams, and waters, and was just about to lie down when Professor Sprout’s emergency call came...

There is no way, Cassandra can only follow.

She was also shocked by the power of Professor Sprout's enchanted bullets.

This kind of power is at least ten times that of ordinary bullets.

No, more than that!

Cassandra's eyes swept over the werewolves. They were in agony, howled softly, and even rolled on the ground.

Who doesn't know that werewolves bleed but don't shed tears, they can kill their heads, but they can't be made to submit!

Let them suffer like this, this kind of enchantment... Cassandra looked at Sprout, as expected of the head of Hufflepuff, amazing!

Putting an enchanted bullet in her hand and looking carefully, Cassandra had a strange expression on her face, and she smelled a familiar smell.

"Sturdy, fast evaporating..." This bullet has only two effects, and it is very simple to make. The worst wizard can make hundreds of bullets in a day.

Cassandra waved her wand, unenchanted the bullet, and then put the bullet into her mouth, chewed, and swallowed.

Cassandra is here, two big dogs... I mean how could the left and right guardians not come?

Fischer and Colby were taken aback.

Bullets can be eaten casually!

Let alone a human stomach, even a troll's stomach might not be able to digest steel and gunpowder!

"Sister Ka, clasp your throat quickly, before you can spit it out!" Fischer panicked.

"Yes, yes, if you don't deduct it, you can only use that method."

Which way, Colby did not say clearly.

In front of his beloved goddess, Colby didn't want to say vulgar things.

After all, the goddess is born innocent and does not eat whole grains!

"So that's how it is." Cassandra easily crushed the bullet, it was bitter and sweet, fragrant and delicious, just like what she smelled, this bullet was not made of steel and gunpowder, but chocolate!

"As expected of Professor Sprout, what a genius!" Cassandra's eyes lit up.

"As the head of Hufflepuff and professor of herbalism, Professor Sprout has extensive experience in both magic and Muggle circles, and is familiar with the properties of thousands of medicines. Of course, she knows that werewolves and dogs belong to the same kind in a sense."

"The professor of Muggle studies once said that dogs are most afraid of chocolate and will die if they eat it."

"Based on this principle, Professor Sprout has developed a special killing method for werewolves!"

"Sturdy guarantees that the bullet will be shot from the muzzle, and the chocolate will not melt and penetrate the werewolf's body."

"The quick volatilization allows the chocolate, which would take an hour or two to take effect, to take effect in just a few seconds. If it is not dealt with in time, all the werewolves in this werewolf village will die!"

Cassandra said with emotion: "The times are different. It is meaningless to just shout and kill with a magic wand."

"In the words of the Orientals, what can you do if you are fierce enough? Don't you want to be a boy for the rest of your life? You have to know how to eat brains."

As Cassandra made up her mind, she dispelled all the spells of the chocolate bullets, and then swallowed the bullets.

No way, in order to ensure the effect on werewolves, Professor Sprout carefully selected high-quality chocolate, which tastes great.

The little wizards were shocked and overwhelmed by Professor Sprout's wisdom.

The village head of the werewolf was completely lost.

He hesitated to speak but stopped, stopped talking and then wanted to. He was silent for a long time, forgetting what to say.

Seeing the villagers rolling on the ground in pain one by one, breathing more and less, looking like they might be cold at any time, the werewolf village chief sighed.

Let it go, people are knives and I am fish and meat. If you vote, there is still a chance of life. If you don't vote, the whole village will be raised on the spot.

"I'm willing to convert... I mean, our werewolf clan is willing to serve Hogwarts."

Those who can become the head of the werewolf village undoubtedly belong to the most intelligent werewolf in the village.

Well-informed and understand the truth.

"Huh?" Sprout made a sound with his nose: "Mr. Village Chief, you said this reluctantly, and there is resentment in your stomach."

"What qualifies Hogwarts to be served by a werewolf?"

The werewolf village chief blinked.

Fortunately, the long life brought him wisdom, and he suddenly understood what Professor Sprout meant.

"We are not working hard for Hogwarts." The werewolf village chief's eyes overflowed with tears, big drops fell, and the tears ran across his face, leaving two clear tear marks.

"I figured it out, the Dark Lord... Voldemort was reborn, wreaked havoc on the wizarding world, and committed numerous crimes beyond description!"

"Fighting Voldemort is the responsibility of every intelligent creature in the wizarding world!"

"We are not fighting for anyone, but for ourselves!"

"Once upon a time, when Voldemort attacked the White Wizard, we didn't speak because we were not White Wizards."

"When Voldemort attacked the goblin, we didn't speak because we're not goblins."

"When Voldemort played with Muggles, we didn't talk because we're not Muggles."

"If this continues, sooner or later, when Voldemort attacks the werewolf, no one will be able to speak for us."

The village chief of the werewolf suddenly shook his fist: "There has never been any savior, and we don't rely on immortal emperors. To create a happy life, it all depends on ourselves!"

"For the sake of a peaceful and stable wizarding world, we must bring down Voldemort and his men, and step on [-] feet so that they will never stand up again!"

"I'm making a statement on behalf of the werewolves."

"With him without us, with us without him!"

Professor Sprout nodded in satisfaction, that's right.

Obviously it was something you werewolves did voluntarily, so what does it have to do with us at Hogwarts?Don't touch porcelain.

Since the werewolf village chief knows how to measure, of course Professor Sprout will save face.

With a wave of his hand, dozens of little wizards immediately stepped forward and took the chocolate bullets out of their bodies.

Werewolves, with rough skin and thick flesh, are not afraid of pain, blood flows into rivers, and internal organs are broken. They don't grit their teeth or frown.

All my life I've been afraid of chocolate.

Werewolves can't digest chocolate, Hogwarts students help them scrape chocolate to heal their wounds.

The chocolate was scraped away, and the werewolf's powerful physique came into play. They quickly stood up and looked at the students in fear.

Hogwarts researched the special killing of werewolves.

"Come here a few people... Werewolf, take us to other werewolf village chiefs." Professor Sprout said: "Time is tight and the task is heavy, everyone work harder."

In addition to the reputation of the largest werewolf village, many werewolf villages are remote and desolate, hidden in unknown corners.

Only werewolves know werewolves best.

There are two or five sons... there are self-drying wolves (werewolves who bring their own dry food) who volunteer to help Hogwarts students, maintain the peaceful and stable development of the magic world, actively recruit new members, and introduce upward channels to their peers to explain relevant policies.The act of conquering the werewolves can be done well and quickly.

After all, there is a gap between wizards and werewolves.

The werewolf village chief swallowed.

He knew that he had only one choice.

Since you surrender to the White Wizard, you should surrender to the end.

"Take them there." The werewolf village chief's voice was dull. In a sense, this was a betrayal of the tribe.

Next, the werewolves were responsible for leading and persuading, and the young Hogwarts wizards were responsible for checking for gaps.

For example, some werewolves are unwilling to accept the kindness of their compatriots, and the little wizards have no choice but to use physical persuasion.

As soon as the chocolate bullet hits, I ask three words.

Are you satisfied?

The more werewolf villages you conquer, the more werewolves who know their hidden whereabouts.

The little wizards follow the clues, they are extremely efficient, if they can fight, they will not bb, if they can speak well, they will talk, if they don't want to talk well, they can shoot them once.

When it was almost dawn, the wizard's team came to a forest.

According to the nearby werewolves, there is a wolf from the north in the jungle... He claims to be James Lupine, he has a strange personality, and he can't pee in the same pot as the werewolves in the village, so he was invited by the warm-hearted werewolves to live in the jungle .

"We werewolves live in groups, do you understand?" The werewolf said, "As long as you are willing to join the village, we are brothers and sisters. We share blessings and share difficulties."

"But he's not happy. Are you saying you're irritating?"

"Forget it if you don't want to, and keep saying that he doesn't want to be a werewolf. Who wants to be a werewolf?"

"Everyone is a pitiful person, and they just hug each other to keep warm. He seems to be very old, and he still has such childish thoughts, and the village dare not accept him."

Harry and Hermione followed the seniors to the jungle.

They are still young and can survive.

Tonight, capture Gaunt's old house, defeat more than 200 black wizards, and then, under the leadership of Professor Sprout, conquer too many werewolf villages, making their young hearts beat faster and their blood boil.

If you're excited enough, is it a fart?

Not to mention not sleeping for one night, even for three days and three nights, they will not feel sleepy.

Or, take a two-hour break every day for a full day of energy.

Youth is capital.

Soon, the students found a small dilapidated wooden house in the jungle.

A middle-aged uncle walked out of the wooden house, with a pale, weak face, unshaven beard, wearing shabby clothes, and holding a magic wand in his hand.

This is a rare werewolf wizard.

"Lupine, good news, good news." The werewolf leading the way was elated: "Don't you think you are a human being? It's time to serve human beings!"

"Voldemort has been resurrected, and now the white wizard is going to summon his strength to fight a tough battle with Voldemort. We werewolves have decided to serve Hogwarts."

Cassandra shot him a hard look, and the werewolf quickly changed his words.

"We werewolves decided to follow the right path."

"May the light of justice! Shine forever!"

Lupine's expression changed.

First of all, panic, what, the mysterious man is resurrected?

Then there is doubt, big brother, the mysterious man has been resurrected, you still dare to call him Voldemort?Didn't know that he cast a spell on this name, everyone who mentions this name will be sensed by him, and at any time an apparition may appear behind you and give you an Avada?

Then there is bewilderment.

Are you sure you're not kidding me?

Werewolves have always been considered evil creatures by the wizarding world.

There is no way, the werewolf is a powerful thing, whoever bites it will become a werewolf.

Don't be afraid to become a werewolf, as long as you try hard to bite people, one day, human beings will become rare animals.

I got werewolf disease, one infected two, ask me what to do, kill yourself quickly.

All creatures that have the ability to infect and allow humans to change species can only be regarded as evil creatures.

"It's my duty to fight the mysterious man." Lupine said, looking at the little wizards with strange eyes.

This time, the little wizards came out to work with Professor Sprout, and they were above board.

Not only did they not wear the robes of dark wizards, but they also put on the uniforms of various Hogwarts colleges.

Snakes in Slytherin, badgers in Hufflepuff, eagles in Ravenclaw, lions in Gryffindor.

How many years have passed, and the Hogwarts house has not changed. Even after leaving Hogwarts for more than ten years, Lupine still has a deep memory of it.

Looking at the innocent, kind and youthful faces of the little wizards, the corners of Lupine's mouth were bitter.

It seems that the magic world has reached the most dangerous time.

Perhaps, adult wizards have been wiped out.

The little wizards had to use their thin shoulders to shoulder the heavy responsibility of fighting against the mysterious man.

It's all our fault that our previous generation didn't live up to expectations and didn't kill the mysterious man, and let our future generations bear our faults and wipe our asses for us.

Oh, I have no children or grandchildren, I don’t even have a girlfriend, and I’m single, so that’s fine.

But it doesn't matter that I have no offspring, Lupine gripped his wand hard, veins popping in his palm.

My good brother James Potter still has blood!

Counting the age, Harry should be 11 years old this year, maybe he just entered Hogwarts.

"Back then, the mysterious man killed James."

"Now, I will never allow him to hurt a hair of Harry."

"I swear in the name of James Lupin!"

Lupine took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

Coming out this time was not for fairness or justice. Even if he failed Hogwarts and Dumbledore, he still wanted to save Harry's life!

James is the last bit of flesh and blood left in the world, and no one can touch it.

Neither does the mysterious man!

Hermione whispered to Harry, "There's something wrong with this werewolf, his face is so pale, his hands are cramped and he doesn't have much strength, does he have kidney deficiency?"

Harry studied it carefully and analyzed it carefully.

Indeed, the werewolf named James Lupin was beyond normal paleness.

Probably really kidney deficiency.