The Hogwarts Professor at Marvel

Chapter 432 The Crazy Werewolf Fenrir (Second)

Hogwarts, the infirmary.

"Lockhart, Tom has performed well in various fields, but the most powerful is his research on black magic."

Lying on the hospital bed, Slughorn took a bite of a bright red apple and said in a deep voice.

"I have to say that he is the person with the highest talent in black magic that I have ever seen in my life."

"Stronger than Dumbledore," Slughorn added.

When Lockhart heard it, he took a sip of the water in his glass and said calmly, "Don't worry, Professor Horace."

"With me and Dumbledore here, your safety will be guaranteed."

When Slughorn heard this, he sighed and said nothing.

Compared with Dumbledore and Lockhart, he was more familiar with Tom's strength and was more impressed.

After all, there are many times to take the initiative to split one's own soul.

Not a ruthless person, how could it be possible?

Moreover, the instability of the soul will increase Voldemort's power in black magic.

Not enough, with his personality, he naturally wouldn't say much, so he took the initiative to change the subject and asked curiously.

"Lockhart, I heard that you are going to open a new school, so congratulations first."

"However, has the location of the new school been determined?"

I heard that this decision was approved by the Wizengamot, and the Ministry of Magic even agreed to allow Lockhart to recruit students among Muggles.

Had to make him curious.

During Lockhart's tenure, although the talent was really good.

But the current results far exceeded his expectations.

When Lockhart heard this, he nodded and said happily, "Of course, it was the professor later."

"I have determined the location."

"Preparing to build a new school in the near future."

"When the time comes, you must attend the opening ceremony of the new school, Professor Horace."

Regarding this, Slughorn nodded without hesitation: "Of course, this is the second school in the British wizarding world since Hogwarts."

"Although it is aimed at the school that is a squib, it still cannot be missed."

After finishing speaking, Slughorn deliberately lowered his voice and asked jokingly, "Will Dumbledore participate?"

"I remember that although your school is aimed at squibs, if wizards want to participate, they will not reject them."

"In this case, after your school starts enrolling students, will Hogwarts be under pressure?"

In the end, there is quite a taste of watching a good show.

"If my school can make Woz feel pressured, that would be great." Lockhart said with a smile: "Since Professor Horace said it, then I will work towards this goal."

"Strive to surpass Hogwarts in terms of teaching."

Hearing this, Slughorn also smiled.

Of course he thought Lockhart was joking.

After all, how is it possible for a newly opened school to surpass Hogwarts, which has a history of thousands of years?

"Professor Horace, if you have the opportunity, you will also come to my school to give a lecture on potions."

"Your level is well-known."

Regarding Lockhart's invitation, Slughorn laughed: "Of course, I will definitely go if I have the chance."

Immediately afterwards, they changed the subject again and began to chat about meditation methods and potions.

Let him teach at Lockhart's school, just kidding.

With such a tight wind outside, Hogwarts would be safer with Dumbledore.

Not to mention, what kind of background does a newly built school have? It may not even have all the ingredients for potions.

And the students are still some squibs at the bottom of society.

No matter how you look at it, this school has no future.

Well, he is very realistic.

When Lockhart saw Slughorn changing the subject, he smiled and started a new topic in cooperation.

His school lacks top talents in various fields.

Potion science, of course, is no exception.

Late at night, Knockturn Alley.

The moonlight shone on the slightly dirty ground of Knockturn Alley, not like the strange reflections, coupled with the strange noises from time to time around.

It seems a little weird.

At this moment, on a small road in Knockturn Alley, wizards wearing tattered black robes and pale faces walked towards a certain location in unison.

Sometimes they looked at each other, as if aware of a familiar atmosphere.

But didn't say much.

Just pick up the pace.

Woo!
A wolf howled sounded. After hearing these rushing wizards, they looked a little nervous and accelerated again.

Soon, they entered a room at the end.

The interior of the room is very spacious, and it is obvious that a space extension spell has been cast, and a large number of poorly dressed wizards gather together.

Qi Qi set his eyes on the high platform ahead - a man wearing a black leather jacket with a ferocious face.

He is the leader of the werewolves - Fenrir Greyback.

Woo!
Not long after, when almost everyone saw people coming, Fenrir let out a wolf howl, as if to remind everyone to be quiet.

Immediately afterwards, Fenrir stood on the high platform and stretched out his right arm.

Under the gaze of many werewolves, the right arm gradually changed
Gray hair, sharp claws.
It's wolf claws!

I saw Fenrir waving his wolf claws and shouting loudly: "Everyone is my clan."

"This world is hostile to us werewolves."

"We are innocent, but we cannot have a decent job, and we are discriminated against by wizards all the time."

"why is that?"

"why?"

Having said that, Fenrir waved his wolf claws vigorously and questioned loudly.

After all the werewolves present heard it, their emotions began to fluctuate, and their eyes began to turn red.

"I tell you, the reason is very simple."

"It's because our werewolves are weak."

"Weakness is the original sin."

Fenrir said heavily: "If we are united and have great strength, how dare wizards discriminate against us?"

"At the moment of the full moon, it was not our fault that we turned into wolves."

"Our fault is that we were not united enough to show our strength to the wizards."

Speaking of this, Fenrir's tone began to change, becoming more excited, more fanatical, and more seductive.

"Now, we have an opportunity."

"The great Dark Lord needs us, and we will have the opportunity to reshape the status of werewolves."

"Let every werewolf no longer be discriminated against, and let every werewolf walk in the sun with integrity."

"Let every werewolf marry a wife, have children, and enjoy education just like normal wizards."

Hearing this, the werewolves became excited, and some gray hairs began to appear on their faces or bodies.

They've had enough of being discriminated against by wizards.

They dare not meet their relatives, do not have a decent job, live in a dilapidated house, and even their children cannot even buy a magic wand, let alone enjoy an education.

Like a beggar.

After seeing the excitement of the crowd, Fenrir did not hesitate, and took advantage of the atmosphere to shout directly.

"Now, let us meet the great Dark Lord."

call!
A black light flashed, and Voldemort appeared on the high platform.

Black wizard robe, dark green smooth skin, scarlet eyes, killing breath
It was the original Voldemort.

(End of this chapter)