The Wolf is Coming Ch. 13

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When the branches and leaves of the beech tree in front of the door became denser, Lupin found that he had been in Wilvo for almost three months.

He took out a pen and crossed out the next 87th date on the calendar.

Three months was not too long, but it was definitely not short. It was enough for Lupin to find out the whole situation of Wilvo; of course, this was only the surface situation. After all, he was not a pure-blooded werewolf, and he could not enter some activity circles of Wilvo.

*knock* *knock* *knock*

The door of the hut was knocked, and he quickly put down his pen and opened the door.

Abraham stood outside the door with a very old tome in his arms. Although his eyes were bruised again, he looked very energetic, "Hey, Remus, I have finished reading the "The Standard Book of Spells" you lent me. Thank you, it's very interesting."

"As long as you like it." Lupin took the old book from Abraham's hand and let him in.

Although his teaching career was not long, Abraham was definitely the most worry-free student he had ever taught. Well, it was not accurate to say that he was a student. He just gave a few pointers and contributed one or two of his old textbooks.

Perhaps Abraham was a little older than the young wizards at Hogwarts and had enough understanding ability; or perhaps as a pure-blooded werewolf, he was originally a magical creature and had an innate talent in the use of magic. In short, Abraham's theoretical learning progress was simply amazingly fast.

Sometimes Lupin also wondered whether it was right or wrong for him to teach a pure-blooded werewolf to use magic; after all, he could not be sure which side the young man would stand on when that person came back. But more often, Abraham's innocence and his disagreement with the aesthetics of violence would make him abandon this idea. Anyway, what he taught him were some basic spells without any lethality. Even if he wanted to do something, he probably wouldn't be able to make any waves.

As usual, Abraham and Lupin had a series of discussions about the new magic they had learned. Although Abraham's control over magic was not very good, he could indeed make those spells work one by one. What surprised Lupin even more was that Abraham had learned wandless magic without a teacher; of course, this was on the premise that he directly touched the target of the spell.

The two were about to study Abraham's "wandless magic" when they heard Daisy's voice coming from next door.

"Abel! Abel, are you there? The leader just came back, and he asked all the pure-bloods to gather in the arena! Go now!"

The sun was setting.

The red clouds in the sky dyed the entire Wilvo into a blood-like color. The arena of Wilvo was very rare and was crowded with werewolves even when it was not a full moon night.

These pure-blooded werewolves sat or stood, spontaneously forming a circle, and on the boulder in the middle of them, the leader Fenrir Greyback was standing there. His hair was extremely dense, and even though he was in human form, his identity could still be seen at a glance. After all, he was the pack leader, and his body was very strong. The dark gray robe couldn't cover the strong muscles under the cloth. The vague mottled bloodstains could be seen when the corner of the robe lifted by the wind.

Fenrir Greyback's eyes swept around the crowd, sharp as a knife. Seeing that everyone was almost here, he finally said, "Today I summoned all the pure-bloods here to announce a decision that will enable our werewolf pack to grow and develop again!"

Some werewolves began to applaud and cheer, and some began to discuss in a low voice what this so-called decision was. Abraham and Daisy stood at the outermost edge of the crowd. He looked at the leader who was laughing wildly in front of him, and suddenly a bad premonition arose in his heart.

"Werewolves were born with the wizarding world and are creatures full of wisdom. We have innate power, so why do we have to live in the most remote and marginal areas of the magic world?" Greyback said loudly, "Those self-righteous human wizards do not agree with our werewolf pack's status in the wizarding world and even expel us... we want to return to the center of the wizarding world, conquer them, and make them pay for what they have done!"

The werewolves were boiling. They screamed and shouted, and some even shouted "Get them out of the wizarding world."

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