Hogwarts: Bloodline Legend-Chapter 566 - 164: The Mystery of the Werewolves and Gryffindor (Part 2)

Chapter 566: Chapter 164: The Mystery of the Werewolves and Gryffindor (Part 2)

He put away the things in his hand and abruptly asked.

"Don’t make things worse! You troublemaker!" Upon hearing this, Lupin immediately broke into a sweat, his heart in his throat, and he turned to look at the young wizard beside him with resentment.

How could someone be so oblivious to danger? Is Hogwarts now protecting kids so well? How come there’s not the slightest worry or fear in this young wizard?

"We are not playing house here now; you might not be able to walk out of here unharmed!" Lupin felt the need to remind the young wizard of their current predicament.

"Oh."

Ian nodded.

Perhaps it was his somewhat indifferent attitude that made Old Werewolf Lucas feel a sense of being belittled, and he immediately glared at the young wizard with some anger.

"Your guardian is not wrong; if he can’t give me a satisfactory answer, today might not be a good day for you in your life."

Old Werewolf Lucas’s tone was rather unfriendly.

"Do I understand you are threatening me?"

Ian looked up at the old werewolf glaring at him menacingly.

"Do you think I’m afraid of Albus Dumbledore’s revenge? We are people with nothing to lose; even if you are truly from the Dumbledore family, so what?"

"What more can your family make us lose?" Old Werewolf Lucas was clearly trying to exert psychological pressure on Ian; his inner emotions were completely different from what he displayed.

Ian had long sensed the apprehension, worry, and hesitation continually emerging in the old werewolf’s heart. This was quite normal, as there were werewolves far less honorable than this one among the pack. After all, every witch or wizard living in the United Kingdom knew that the most untouchable entity on this land was not the Ministry of Magic.

The Ministry of Magic needs laws to deal with a person, and a pure-blood family needs to find so-called reasons to do so, but a powerful wizard with no ties acts purely according to their will.

Who would want to provoke the greatest white wizard of this century?

"I disagree with your statement." Ignoring Lupin’s frantic warning by tugging at his sleeve, Ian glanced around at the werewolves, all taller than himself.

"Oh?"

Old Werewolf gave a snort of derision.

"Is the heart of a spoiled brat always so self-righteous?" He rather believed Lupin’s words because Ian’s current attitude seemed like that of a well-protected, ignorant brat. Such people mostly originated from those self-proclaimed noble pure-blood families.

Because of this.

Even if this young wizard was not a descendant of the Dumbledore family, his background likely wouldn’t be poor, as kids from ordinary families could discern whether the situation was dangerous.

Unless they had a problem in the head...

"Quick, let them see your Phoenix!" Lupin was somewhat panicked as he felt the increasingly hostile gazes from many werewolves and immediately wanted Ian to produce evidence.

"Do you think they’ll believe it?"

Ian responded helplessly and softly.

"..."

Lupin recalled the black Phoenix of Ian’s, which had an incorrect color, cry, and appearance, and was momentarily at a loss for how to respond.

"Moreover, I’m really not part of the Dumbledore family; the Phoenix is just a gift from a friend..." Ian’s attempt to explain his identity at this moment seemed foolish to Lupin.

Furthermore.

Those words, spoken without any concealment of volume, fell right into the ears of the werewolves.

The next moment, not only did Old Werewolf Lucas have a dark expression, but even the werewolves beside Lucas changed their gaze, and the bad-tempered ones were immediately infuriated.

"I knew this deceitful guy was lying to us! Another lie! He’s not one of us!" A somewhat gaunt cheekboned werewolf shouted.

Just as the old werewolf, still cautious and wanting to figure out what his friend’s gift was, was about to restrain him, he had already raised his wand and cast magic towards Lupin and Ian.

"Severing Charm!"

The young werewolf’s voice was loud, and his pronunciation of the spell was very clear, but the power produced by the magic was not significant, and the beam of light shot out from his wand was not fast.

"Armor Protection!"

Even Lupin could manage to lift his wand in time and block with the Iron Armor Spell.

"Lucas! Are you sure you want to do this!?" Lupin quickly looked at the old werewolf, who was the Alpha Wolf, and at this time, the old werewolf had suppressed the impetuous young werewolf’s wand.

"We have no intention of harming you and the kid you brought, of course, provided that you let us cast the Obliviate on him, or that you personally make him forget today’s memories."

The old werewolf’s strength was undoubtedly strong, as he only needed a look to make the young werewolf lower his head. After slowly turning back with his expression unyielding, his tone again became uncontentious.

No choice.

The young wizard admitted to having no blood relationship with Albus Dumbledore, so for him, a child possibly from a pure-blood family at most dispelled his idea of infecting the other.

"We can discuss other conditions."

Lupin still gave a reply without hesitation.