The Wolf is Coming Ch. 17

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Lupin smacked a handful of silver Sickles on the counter of the tavern and walked out the door as the owner said, "Thank you for your patronage."

In order to make himself less obtrusive among a group of werewolves playing rock-paper-scissors, he drank two more glasses than usual. Alcohol made his brain react a little slower, and after accidentally knocking off a table, Lupin finally walked out of the pub.

The cool breeze of the summer night blew on his face, which made Lupin a little sober.

The door of the pub behind him was still wide open, and the voices of drunkards boasting about their glorious deeds in the past spread to the outside of the door along the summer night wind. Those werewolves who lingered in the pub all year round, few of them had tight mouths, and their brains were driven by alcohol, and everything could become a topic of conversation— but the content was often mixed with exaggeration.

Lupin stood in the wind for a while, and after confirming that there was no more information he wanted in the conversation, he slowly walked towards his residence.

From the moment Greyback urgently summoned pure-blooded werewolves, Lupin had a hunch that something big was going to happen, and the news from the Order of the Phoenix later confirmed the resurrection of the Dark Lord.

Although Lupin was not in the scope of Greyback's summons that day, it was actually quite easy to find out what happened that day— the aggressive werewolves talked about it almost every day. They envied the so-called "warriors" who were selected to join the Death Eaters, and boasted about how many human wizards they had bitten to death. They were eager to try, believing that they also had the opportunity to participate.

Oh, Merlin! This was not good news!

However, what surprised Lupin the most was the list of "warriors" he found out. Daisy Maisel would also be on it, which was something he could never have imagined. Of course, the little girl who had always been lively and cheerful, like a little sun, suddenly stood on the side of the Dark Lord, and anyone would be surprised.

It only took about ten minutes to walk from the center of Wilvo to the edge. Before he could sort out the myriad threads in his head, Lupin had already walked to the door of his hut.

There was a rustling sound coming from the water not far away, so he looked in the direction of the sound.

A crescent moon hung on the treetops, with mottled shadows and lonely figures.

A pitch-black Thestral came from the other side, crushed a pool of moonlight, and landed next to the silver-haired young man.

"Do you want to eat it?" Abraham took out a fruit from his pocket, "Maybe a little sour."

The Thestral came over and sniffed it, carefully took the fruit out of Abraham's palm, and then ate it with a few "crunches".

Abraham laughed softly. He reached out and touched the Thestral's huge head, then fell silent, wondering what he was thinking.

Lupin watched their interaction and thought of the delicate relationship between Abraham and Daisy. He didn't know whether he should say hello to his neighbor or go back to his hut. But before he could think it over, Abraham had already seen him.

"Good evening, Remus." Abraham stopped what he was doing and walked slowly towards him.

"Good evening." Lupin replied dryly.

Abraham stopped in front of Lupin, and there was no emotion in his champagne eyes, "You know everything, right? About Daisy and the others."

Without the usual smile and without a trace of emotion, Abraham made Lupin feel a little strange.

So he answered evasively, "Yes, I just heard them talking about this in the tavern."

"This is just the beginning." Abraham's voice was not loud, but what he said scared Lupin, "If nothing unexpected happens, the entire werewolves will be the reserve army of the Death Eaters. Don't underestimate the influence of the leader. As long as he gives an order, all the werewolves of the right age will rush up and tear apart the opposing guys for him— such as me, such as you."

Lupin was so shocked that he was unable to speak.

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