Hogwarts: Starting as a Serpent Demon

"The werewolves are far more powerful than wizards."

As he spoke, Witt made no attempt to hide his contempt for the werewolf wizard, an arrogance strikingly similar to Voldemort's.

Completely unconcerned, the werewolf form is the deepest scar in the hearts of most werewolf wizards.

"This is for you."

Witt casually tossed over a green snake-shaped badge: "If Voldemort comes, activate him with magic. Considering you rejected him before, I can personally help you this once."

After saying that, Witt left with the white wolf.

Only a group of bewildered werewolf wizards remained, standing helplessly in their newly established settlement.

After a long while, a werewolf wizard who was over fifty years old sighed unsteadily.

"Let's stop here. I don't want to experience that feeling of being torn apart again, the throbbing muscles, the sticky blood, the screams of fear, and the gasps of life slipping away."

"That kind of pain was more unbearable than all the beatings and hostility I've ever experienced in my life."

"The White Wolf is both a salvation and a nightmare. Now that he has fallen into Voldemort's hands, I don't want the rest of my life to become the beginning of a nightmare."

The old wizard walked away step by step, and with his departure, the atmosphere became increasingly silent.

People kept leaving the crowd silently. Lupin watched all this in anguish, unable to utter a word.

"and many more."

A young werewolf wizard in the crowd shouted, "Are you really going to give up, leave this place, and continue to be discriminated against and scorned, living your whole lives at the bottom of the magical world, dying silently?"

"Like those stray dogs that freeze to death by the roadside."

"Why not give it a shot? Hope is right in front of us. This is our only chance. If we give up now, we're truly doomed."

"The mysterious man is very powerful, but his opponent is also a mysterious man. We don't need to defeat him. As long as we find an opportunity to escape with the white wolf, that will be a victory."

“I still have decades to live. I don’t want to spend my whole life in this damn gutter. Even if it means death, I’m willing to gamble with my life.”

Faced with a life whose end is predictable, the younger one is, the more unwilling one feels to accept it.

An old wizard who has reached the end of his life and a young wizard who has just begun to learn have completely different ideas.

Six relatively young werewolf wizards stepped forward with determined expressions and asked.

“Mr. Remus, your decision is correct.”

After wandering the magical world for more than a decade, his mind, which had been almost dormant, suddenly began to flow again.

He stood up straight and shouted, "Fight!"

"fighting."

The six werewolf wizards also shouted in unison.

Infected by this sentiment, those who were initially hesitant gradually developed fanatical looks in their eyes.

"fighting!!!"

The shouts grew louder and louder, instantly sweeping away the low spirits.

In the distance, Victor, who had been hiding, revealed a relieved smile.

"The morale of the army is high, and such a person deserves redemption, don't you think, White Wolf?"

Werewolf wizards are the most unstable element in the magical world. Whether they like it or not, they become dangerous killers on the night of the full moon.

The more numerous they are, the greater the danger.

This is not subject to human will.

Witt kept wondering whether he should redeem or kill these people.

The method of creating werewolf wizards has long been lost to history. As long as all the werewolf wizards of today are killed, this tragedy will be forever eliminated from the magical world.

This is undoubtedly a convenient, quick, and permanent solution.

Choosing redemption would undoubtedly prolong the time required to achieve one's goal, and the uncertainties and variables would increase infinitely.

If all werewolf wizards were truly only good at running away and had no fighting spirit whatsoever, then Witt might actually consider using the white wolf's unique characteristics to form a werewolf army and send them all to the battlefield to solve these problems through war.

After all, some people really don't deserve to be saved.

Fortunately, such people are ultimately a minority. We can take our time to settle accounts with them later. It's worth spending more time for those who deserve to be redeemed.

***

At Diagon Alley, at Slug & Giggs Pharmacy, Kingsley arrived with a dozen or so Aurors, cautiously pushing open the door.

The room was quiet; there was no dark magic or the Dark Lord.

Only the smell of various fermented medicinal herbs constantly assaulted the Auror's nose and eyes.

“Mr. Kingsley, the mysterious man is gone. There are only the bodies of the two bosses inside. According to the examination, they were killed by the Killing Curse.”

"According to the detection of the trace revealing magic, the mysterious person's purpose in coming here is very clear: he only took a batch of medicinal herbs used to treat the petrification spell, and everything else was intact."

Kingsley walked into the shop, looked at the figure projected by the trace revealing magic, and asked in confusion, "Is this the mysterious man, coming here to rob us in person, without bringing anyone with him?"

“It’s not necessarily the mysterious man,” Auror said. “It could also be that Horcrux. He probably doesn’t have many subordinates right now. Perhaps his subordinates encountered some resistance while recruiting people and were hit by the potion, which is why they need the potion for treatment.”

Every Auror is all-rounder. They may have weaknesses, but they would never be the kind of person who knows nothing when asked a question.

“That makes sense.” Kingsley nodded and ordered, “Send two strikers over to collect and bury Slug and Mr. Giggs’ bodies. All Aurors are coming back with me. This matter must be reported to the Minister.”

Although most people in the wizarding world already knew about Voldemort's resurrection, he had previously targeted those in the Ministry of Magic and had not harmed ordinary citizens.

Slug and Ziggs were among the first ordinary civilians to die at Voldemort's hands after his return.

This will undoubtedly exacerbate the panic in the wizarding world.

Therefore, the Ministry of Magic must find a way to introduce policies to appease public sentiment, and more importantly, to build their confidence and make them believe that the Ministry of Magic can resolve this crisis.

This whole series of events is enough to give anyone a headache.

"Thank goodness I'm not the Minister of Magic," Kingsley thought with some relief.

These things aren't so easy to solve, especially the last one.

Last time, the two Voldemors just brazenly clashed in the Ministry of Magic, treating it like a public toilet, coming and going as they pleased.

The Ministry of Magic could only watch helplessly from the sidelines.

The subsequent Azkaban riots yielded meager gains for the Ministry of Magic, even though Barty Crouch Sr. ordered the Daily Prophet to boast about it, telling the wizarding world that they had defended Azkaban.

But anyone with eyes to see knows what's going on: the reputation of the magical world has plummeted to rock bottom.

In this situation, Kingsley certainly didn't know how to instill confidence in the public, and he guessed that Mr. Crouch must be having a very difficult time at this point.

After Voldemort's resurrection, the position of Minister of Magic went from being highly coveted to a hot potato; whoever took it would be in for a very difficult time.

***

Hogwarts.

Because Voldemort needs to brew potions to break the curse on the Death Eaters, it will be impossible for him to launch an attack on the werewolf wizard for some time.

So Witt returned to school, intending to go to the restricted section of the library to look up information and study the working principle and underlying logic of the Death Curse.

“Witt, come out,” Snape called out in his signature voice. “The Minister of Magic wants to see you.”

"Minister of Magic?" Witt put down his book and asked curiously, "What does he want to see me for? I don't think we have anything to talk about."

"Perhaps it's because of Voldemort," Snape suggested calmly. "He also invited Harry Potter."

“Harry?” Witt said thoughtfully, “I think I roughly know what he wants me to do.”

Principal's Office.

Harry sat obediently on the bench. Although he had some bad impressions of the Ministry of Magic because of Fudge, he was not the same Harry who was tortured by the pink toad in his fifth year and witnessed Dumbledore being killed in front of him.

At this time, he still held the Ministry of Magic in awe, and Crouch was indeed a very charismatic person.

His makeup was impeccable, his gaze serious and sharp, and his posture was impeccably perfect.

Harry had been sitting there for ten minutes and hadn't seen the new minister across from him move even once.

Every time Harry couldn't sit still and had to shift his position slightly, Crouch's unwavering stillness added to his mental stress.

This caused Harry's head to sink deeper and deeper.

Crouch's image was comparable to McGonagall's in his mind.

Just as Harry was about to give in and was about to blurt out something without thinking, Victor pushed open the door and walked in.

"Mr. Crouch, it's been a long time."

Witt sat down casually and greeted Crouch, then casually crossed his legs on the chair and asked in a nonchalant tone.

"May I ask what business you have with Harry and me, Minister? Have we broken some law, and are you planning to follow the example of the previous Minister, Fudge, and have us arrested and imprisoned in Azkaban?"

Crouch's brow furrowed deeply at these sarcastic and barbed words, but he remained polite and spoke softly.

"Former Minister Fudge was guilty of heinous crimes and has been executed on the spot by the Ministry of Magic. Some of his actions were the result of his own willful actions and had nothing to do with the Ministry of Magic."

“Fudge is dead!” Witt looked at Crouch in surprise.

Because of the time difference, Witt didn't know that Fudge had been killed by Voldemort. He thought that at most, the Ministry of Magic would remove Fudge from office, and at most, send him to jail.

I never expected the Ministry of Magic to be so ruthless, directly rendering Fudge physically ineffective.

It's important to know that in the past century, the British Ministry of Magic has never carried out an execution, not even once.

Once the death penalty is mentioned, if Witt makes another issue of Fudge's case, it will be seen as deliberately stirring up trouble.

"Alright, Minister, may I ask what you want us to do this time? Harry and I are just students, we can't be of much help to you."

"It's nothing serious."

After Witt softened his tone, Crouch smiled gently. The Ministry of Magic had not announced Fudge's death, and even if it had, it certainly wouldn't have been published in the form of a death sentence.

He said this mainly to quell Witt's anger and prejudice against the Ministry of Magic by using Fudge's death.

Incidentally, we should also take back the power of discourse.

Clearly, he had achieved his goal; the conversation was now 80% secure.

"The main reason I'm here is that I hope you can collaborate with the Ministry of Magic for an exclusive interview."

"Previously, Mr. Potter defeated Voldemort at the end of his first year, and when Voldemort was resurrected, Mr. Potter once again successfully escaped his clutches."