Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

Suddenly, a chilling voice came from behind. Marchionne jumped up immediately and said with a flattering smile: "How could that be? Professor... You have always been the teacher I am most grateful to!"

Professor Murray snorted, sat down in Marchione's original seat, and put the box in his hand on the table.

Marchionne had no choice but to wave his wand, and a chair next to him immediately slid over by itself and landed just behind him.

"Professor, did you also buy a flow mirror?" Wade asked curiously.

Professor Murray's alchemical works helped Marchionne make a lot of money, so before the flow mirror started selling, Aslan Magic Workshop had already presented Professor Murray with the most exquisite mirror.

"This mirror is very interesting. I want to buy a few to give as gifts to some old friends."

Facing Wade, Professor Murray's tone was much gentler. He explained:

"You know, some old guys haven't gone out for more than ten years, and they are almost moldy at home. This mirror can add a lot of fun to their boring lives."

"You're going to send it to Mr. Nick Flamel as well, right?" Marchionne said quietly beside him, "To show off to him how outstanding your students are. To be honest, teacher - it's a bit childish."

Professor Murray's forehead was throbbing with veins. He suddenly turned around and said to Wade with a smile: "Wade, are you here with your friends?"

Wade was stunned for a moment: "Uh...right."

"Then go find your friends. Don't leave them behind. That's not very polite," said Professor Murray.

"Oh, okay." Wade glanced at Marchionne slowly, then said goodbye and left.

Before he went downstairs, he heard Professor Murray's voice: "Come, Marchionne, as a teacher, let me check whether your magic level has declined."

Marchionne refused: "No thanks, Professor. I'm very busy today..."

"hehe."

Professor Murray sneered, and a white-haired, golden-eyed puppet suddenly grew larger, grabbed Marchionne by the collar and dragged him away.

Marchionne screamed: "Professor, professor, I was wrong..."

Chapter 290 I am also a werewolf

In less than ten minutes, Marchionne looked almost completely different - his clothes were tattered and he had dark circles under his eyes.

"Don't always grin like a fool." The white-haired puppet said seriously: "When you laugh at others, be prepared to be beaten."

"I didn't laugh at Professor Murray. I just stated a fact..."

Before Marchionne could finish his words, he saw the puppet return to its finger-length and be put into Professor Murray's pocket.

He fell to the ground with a thud and said speechlessly, "Why should I explain to a puppet?"

Professor Murray kicked his calf with his toes and said, "Or you should explain why you can't even beat a puppet?"

"Is this an ordinary puppet?"

Marchionne squinted at the professor and questioned, "The puppets produced in our workshop are not this flexible or powerful! This must be a special product that Vader gave to you privately!"

Professor Murray narrowed his eyes and asked, "Why? Do you think it's unfair?"

"It's not fair in the first place." Marchionne muttered, "But I finally understand why you, professor, favor Wade so much..."

"Ok?"

"That child was too well protected by his parents and Hogwarts... He seemed to be living in an ivory tower, innocent and kind, and seemed out of place in this cruel world."

Marchionne said deeply.

Professor Murray was silent for a long time.

He thought of some people...

For example, Peter Pettigrew, Lockhart, Quirrell, the students who were chased by insects in the maze, the busy Madam Pomfrey, and Dumbledore who was worried that the students would turn bad.

Professor Murray looked at Marchionne with a strange look, wondering how he came to such a unique conclusion.

……

When Wade came downstairs, he saw that the mirror hanging in the air had changed its picture again. It was the picture of the recent match between Portugal's Braga Broomsticks and Wales' Caerphilly Crossbows.

In fact, Wade knew nothing about these two teams, but the mirror was filled with the recorder's passionate commentary, and there were Quidditch enthusiasts among the audience on the first floor.

The sub-mirrors on the shelves were sold out very quickly, and even though the staff were constantly restocking the shelves, they were never full.

It was Harry who finally broke away from the crowd. He stood in the corner with a hood on, staring at the enlarged screen intently.

Sirius directly selected the two best sub-mirrors and waited in line to pay.

Wade wandered around the store casually. He had participated in the design of most of Aslan's best-selling products, and he had a copy of the best samples.

So Vader soon got bored, said hello to Lupin, put on his hood, and squeezed out of the store.

It is not yet the time to buy new books for the new semester, so except for the area near Aslan's magic workshop, there are fewer customers in other places in Diagon Alley.

Wade was going to the second-hand bookstore to buy some books. Sometimes he could even buy the notebooks of former wizards - of course, most of them were rubbish, but occasionally he would find some surprises full of useful information.

"I'm sorry, Will can't spare the time, he's too busy... If you agree, I can take his place..."

A faint, trembling voice came.

For a moment, Wade thought someone had called his name, then he realized that the person was talking about Will.

It is an amazing feeling to hear someone you just met mentioned again from someone else's mouth.

Perhaps the person who was speaking was shaking a little too much, Wade hesitated for a moment, then turned and walked towards the direction where the voice came from.

When he passed by a shop sign, he tapped his head with his wand, and a cold feeling instantly spread throughout his body.

The young man disappeared from the spot quickly as if he had merged into the air.

Wade cast two spells in succession to hide his footsteps and smell, turned the corner, and finally saw the person who was talking in a narrow alley.

He guessed correctly—it was the girl who had been talking to Will in Aslan before.

The girl was very thin, with a petite figure, silky blonde hair that was fine and soft, a pale complexion, and dull facial features.

Looks like a child who has never grown up.

In front of her was a person wearing a black cloak, whose figure could not even be seen. He or she seemed to be looking at the blonde girl with cold eyes.

"Do you know what we are going to do, Claire?" the man asked in a low voice.

The blonde girl Claire nodded vigorously and said, "I know... it's a drug test, right? Will can do it, and so can I. I... I'm a werewolf too."

The other party suddenly sneered.

Vader suddenly opened his eyes wide.

The black-robed wizard's voice was unfamiliar, but the laughter was very familiar.

"Do you have magic power too?" the black-robed wizard asked again.

Claire was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and shook her head in inferiority.

"I...I won't..."

The black-robed wizard was silent for a moment, then asked, "So, you were a Muggle?"

"Yeah." Claire said, biting her lip.

"When was it bitten?"

"When I was seven."

"Most Muggles would be seriously injured and die after being attacked by werewolves. How did you survive?" the black-robed wizard asked again.

"I... there happened to be a wizard in our village. He heard the sound and treated me in time..." Claire asked bravely: "Is this... related to the drug test?"

"No." The black-robed wizard said, "Just curious."

"Then I..."

"No." The black-robed wizard said lazily, "The potion must be used on someone with magical powers to get accurate results. Even if you are a werewolf, you are not qualified. Only Will can do it."

"But...but..." Claire gritted her teeth and said, "Will has found a job. He doesn't have to risk his life to help you test the drugs anymore!"

The black-robed wizard looked at her and said with a smile, "If Will said so himself, then we won't look for him, but you don't have the final say."

"But……"

"Don't make decisions for him if you don't understand the situation, Claire."

Claire wanted to say something else, but the black-robed wizard seemed to have lost his patience with her. He waved his hand and turned away, leaving only one sentence -

"Please tell Will that if you want to find us, meet at the old place at 11 o'clock tomorrow night."

Claire stood there in dismay, looking as if she was about to break.

Wade thought for a moment, then took out a bottle of Polyjuice Potion from his bag and drank it in one gulp.

The invisible figure began to grow taller, its black hair turned grey, and the shape of its facial features changed.

After a while, the wizard "Wenar" appeared again.

Wade switched to a spare wand, removed the Disillusionment Charm, and walked out from the corner.

Chapter 291 The Werewolf’s Dilemma

Werewolves have sharp hearing. Although the girl named Claire was a little absent-minded, she immediately looked over alertly as soon as Wade walked into the alley.

Seeing that the other person was a strange wizard, Claire leaned sideways, leaned against the wall and made way.

But the strange wizard stopped a short distance in front of her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to listen to you." The strange wizard said gently, "But I just seemed to hear you say... Are you a werewolf?"

"Ah!" The girl was startled and said hurriedly: "I'm sorry, I, I'll leave right away!"

Even in the wizarding world, werewolves are a discriminated group. Claire tried to leave in a hurry, but accidentally stepped on a jar on the ground and fell backwards, waving her hands in panic.

Suddenly, her arm was grabbed and she was pulled back.

Claire stared in shock, looking very surprised, and then said hesitantly, "Thank you, thank you."

"Don't worry, I mean no harm." Wade extended his hand again and said, "Let me introduce myself. I'm Werner, as you can see, a wizard."

"Ah, my...my name is Claire."