Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

Without waiting for his reaction, Lynn made a gesture, and Sonya immediately and skillfully changed direction, taking a detour from the other side to approach the wooden house. After just a few steps, she blended into the surrounding environment, and there was no sign of fluctuation in her movements.

What a clever Disillusionment Spell... Lupin sighed inwardly, but before he had time to think about it, he was pulled forward by Lynn, and the same magic covered him without any flaws.

The three people who were just moving freely in the village disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if they had evaporated into thin air.

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"Mia, I heard you went to London today?"

In the wooden house, a thin middle-aged man sat on an old sofa with his legs crossed, trimming his nails while talking.

Several burly wizards stood separately, with malicious grins on their faces.

Mia was startled when she heard the infamous "Grey Lord" questioning her. She said tremblingly, "I did go to London, but I was investigating the situation according to your arrangement... and I bought some medicine by the way."

She pointed to the bag still on the coffee table, which was indeed filled with inexpensive medicine.

This explanation convinced Grey Knight to a certain extent, but it still did not make him let down his guard.

He stood up from the sofa with a slender figure, walked to Mia, lifted her chin with his dry fingers, and admired the fear in her eyes with interest. This was his hobby.

When the witch's whole body began to tremble, he let go of her hand with satisfaction and took a box of pills from the bag.

"If I remember correctly, these are the drugs used in the so-called werewolf treatment program," he said slowly. "Where did you get the money for this? It's not cheap."

"...I borrowed some money from a friend. He's doing well now, so it's not a lot of money for him."

"I see, that makes sense - but are you so repulsed by our werewolf identity?"

The scarlet eyes tortured by wolf madness emitted a dangerous light, and the subordinates rushed forward with a covetous look, as if they would take action if the answer was not satisfactory.

This is a fatal question, and it is also a question specially prepared for blackmail. No matter how they answer, they have an excuse.

This was obviously not the first time Mia had been blackmailed. She closed her eyes in despair and said bitterly, "This is the last bit of money I have left. You guys can take it all..." She handed over her empty wallet resignedly.

At such a close distance, she could already feel the eagerness in the eyes of these blood-sucking villains. Although they didn't have much money, they enjoyed not only the result of extortion, but also the process that gave them the pleasure of power.

These werewolf thugs attached to Fenrir Greyback established a secret system here, taking advantage of the fact that the Ministry of Magic was too lazy to invest a large amount of manpower and material resources in a thankless cleansing operation, and created a chaotic order.

This is not the first time, and probably won't be the last.

For a werewolf to come here is like walking into hell.

Mia closed her eyes tightly, unable to bear to see the few coins she had saved up through her teeth being taken away.

But she waited for a long time and did not feel any rough pulling force. Instead... it was as if the wind was blowing gently past her, bringing with it faint scent of flowers.

She opened her eyes and saw no longer her shabby home, but a natural scenery.

"...!"

Shocked, she hid her purse tightly in her arms and looked around in horror.

This place is not far from the village, and I even pass by it occasionally on my way to work. It is only about a thousand meters away from the simple dirt road.

But what was important was not the position, but the fact that she had completed the Apparition without any feeling, which was simply beyond common sense.

"Shh-"

The thin wizard suddenly appeared beside her, his eyes full of guilt and apology.

Immediately afterwards, dense crowds of figures appeared in this beautiful valley.

"this……!"

Mia covered her mouth, her eyes full of disbelief. She saw Greyback's men, who intimidated the entire village, lying on the ground like mud, including the arrogant Grey Lord who had killed several people.

A man and a woman stood between them, and there were a dozen humanoid magic puppets over two meters tall.

She recognized one of the two men.

"Ms. Prince..." She took the bag handed to her by the other party with trembling hands, and spoke with tears in her voice, "I really don't know how to thank you..."

"Then there is no need to say anything, Jones," Sonya said calmly. "I will find you a new place to live and make sure you are absolutely safe there. Remus, take her back. I am sure you will be an excellent advisor to us. Come back as soon as possible."

"I-ok."

Lupin, who was worrying about what to say, quickly got into the role, grabbed the frightened Mia, comforted her with a few words and hurried away. Only Lynn and Sonya were left at the scene, but there did not seem to be any disobedience or abruptness.

The notorious werewolf thugs who had committed many evil deeds lay motionless on the ground, while the wizard who defeated them was spotless.

Everything happened as it should be. Even Lynn himself didn't do anything on purpose. He just casually cast a stun spell on Grey Knight who tried to resist, which was enough to break a dozen ribs.

"What's going on? Is there anything wrong?" Sonya asked.

"A very ordinary werewolf witch." Lynn said, "her head is clearly visible, and Lupin didn't hide it."

The moment their eyes met, his Legilimency had already taken effect, and there was no need to ask.

"Then I'm relieved. Let's do it the same as usual. I'll leave this bastard to you. Find that old dog Greyback and hand him over to me to deal with. I'm going to kill him myself." Sonya said firmly.

"I have no objection, but Lupin may not be happy. He also has a deep hatred for that mad dog." Lynn said, "Let's find a quiet place first. If these scum start shouting and really alarm someone, it will affect the subsequent plans. That would be bad."

As he spoke, he drew out his wand and waved it gently, and the unconscious werewolf thug was swept up by the air flow, which scared Sonia.

This is a new magic that I have never seen before.

Judging from the little information, the observant Sonia vaguely realized the growth and changes of her old friend.

"Do you have any tricks up your sleeve for us?" She asked directly without any intention of hiding anything.

Their years of friendship left her with no worries.

"Don't blame me. This is a new magic that Filius and I just researched today. It's the Silk of Venus."

"That's a good name... I'll trust you for now."

Sonia stared at him for a few seconds but didn't see anything. However, she felt something was wrong but couldn't put it into words. She could only put aside her doubts and point to the hill in the distance.

"Go over there and leave a mark. Lupin should be bringing my people here soon. Opportunities like this are rare. I have a feeling that today is the anniversary of the death of that old dog."

She spoke with murderous intent, even more fierce than Brian, who was also the leader of the fighting faction within the Stargazers.

Unlike the Aurors, she is a real doer as she built a werewolf-catching team from scratch.

She didn't get her position by virtue of her Transfiguration skills which were not much inferior to Professor McGonagall's, but by fighting for it with every move.

It has become her instinct to follow the clues and eradicate the root of the problem.

Chapter 359 Fenrir Greyback

After settling Mia Jones, Lupin and the werewolf-capturing team on standby turned back the way they came, and the first thing they saw was a sight that could stop a child from crying at night.

Sharp screams came out intermittently from the werewolf Lord Gray's mouth, and he was sweating profusely and trembling constantly.

The other werewolf thugs had all fallen to the ground motionless, except for the slight rise and fall of their chests, looking no different from dead people.

"Grey Lord... you're quite good at giving yourself nicknames." Lin En stepped on the chest of the werewolf wizard who couldn't even move a finger, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Now you really look like a drunk lord."

Grey Knight panted weakly, his eyes full of fear, and until now he still didn't understand how he was captured.

But he recognized the wizard who stepped on him and no longer had any hope for his future fate.

Although Lynn didn't know a minor character like him, he and his werewolf companions could not forget Lynn's appearance, including Greyback, who was known as the strongest werewolf. This was a memory forged by the bloody lesson at the end of the First Wizarding War.

"You...don't waste your energy." He stiffened his neck, "give me a quick death."

"It's not that easy to die. What were you thinking about when you followed Greyback to burn, kill and plunder?"

Lynn raised his wand expressionlessly, "You want me to give you a quick death now? Are you worthy of it? Cruciatus!"

"Ugh!—"

The suppressed howl spilled out from Grey Knight's mouth, and Lupin felt a little nervous when he heard it, but also felt a sense of inexplicable relief and excitement.

Five minutes later, Lin En put down his wand and looked at the Gray Lord who was only breathing his last breath. He asked, "Have you changed your mind now? Remove the brain blockage, and I can let you die more easily. How about that?"

"Don't... don't dream..."

Grey Knight widened his scarlet eyes and looked at him ferociously.

The werewolf's resistance to magic allowed him to barely hold on, and he even dared to make some desperate remarks.

"I just like your stubbornness." Lin En said with a smile, "Then let's try another way. Believe me, you will miss the Cruciatus Curse immediately."

"you--!"

Before he could utter the last word, Grey Knight's face turned red and his mouth opened like a stranded fish.

Even though his entire body was completely restrained by magic, he was still shaking violently and uncontrollably, his eyes filled with despair.

Except for Sonya, everyone was stunned, but they didn't know what kind of magic this was.

A few minutes passed, there was no screaming or cursing, only deathly silence, which was chilling.

The suffocating Gray Knight had been on the verge of death several times. Every time he was about to die, Lynn would give him a little air, and then drain the air out, and this cycle would repeat over and over again.

Unable to survive nor die, his brain soon went blank and his eyes dull due to extreme lack of oxygen. Even the muscles on his face twitched instinctively.

But this is far from enough.

"In the name of Igor, the green soul."

The healing green light descended from the sky and forcibly repaired Grey Knight's broken spiritual world in an extremely brutal way. It was obviously a treatment, but it was more painful than destruction.

The heart-wrenching pain left him speechless, but he couldn't faint either, so he could only endure it.

No one knew whether he had changed his mind, but it didn't matter anymore because Lynn had no intention of letting him speak again.

It is long and silent, but silence is better than words.

The werewolf wizard lying flat on the grass used his most subtle body language to interpret the true meaning of the word "pain".

He had completely lost the ability to think.

Lynn took out a small glass bottle, pointed it at his bitten lips, and dripped colorless and odorless potion.

The next moment, the struggling and dazed werewolf wizard became dull-eyed, and his last line of mental defense completely collapsed.

"Ten minutes, and then give him a good beating, Sonya."

"give it to me."

The capable witch stepped forward quickly and took over Lin En's job tacitly. Her sharp eyes stared at the werewolf who was like fish on the chopping board, and her lips moved slightly.

"Sonia is a master of Legilimency. There is no secret that she cannot dig out." A young witch beside Lupin said proudly, "You will have to join us in the future, Remus. This kind of scene may happen frequently."

“…Yes, I understand.”

Lupin exhaled slowly and subconsciously touched the top of his head, his fingertips were wet.

He knew very well that to change the fate of werewolves, a group that suffered from discrimination, not only legal regulations were needed, but also drastic measures to eradicate people like Greyback.

This is a process that he, who is gentle by nature, needs to adapt to, and now this step has only been brought forward by a few months.

Soon, Sonya reaped the rewards.

The wind suddenly blew, and the magic dagger swept across the throat of each werewolf, splashing blood.

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Fenrir Greyback is not based in Britain, or even in Europe.

After being nearly killed on the spot by Sonya's Transfiguration puppet two years ago, the cunning man fled directly to North Africa and hid in the vast desert of Tunisia, only relying on his subordinates hiding in Scotland to carry out remote planning.

Except for a few battles that he had to fight in person, he never returned to Britain. He just licked his wounds silently in an oasis in the yellow sand, waiting for the chance to make a comeback.

This is why he is still at large.

But his life was obviously becoming increasingly difficult - although the werewolf treatment plan developed by the medical team led by Amanda Sever did not completely eliminate the infectious threat of the werewolf virus, it almost cut off the source of his power.

Not all of the werewolf thugs who followed him were as vicious as Grey Knight. Quite a number of them joined passively at first because they had no other options, and then became violent and bestial under the assimilation and influence of the others over time.

Nowadays, as long as they received timely treatment, many newly infected werewolves could completely hide their identities and continue to live secretly in the wizarding society. Even... according to the information he had recently obtained, anti-discrimination laws would have to be introduced.

All this made him feel a huge sense of crisis, forcing him to mobilize his already shrinking forces and prepare to launch a large-scale attack.

This wasn't just his idea, either.

In addition to the Highlands and mountains of Scotland, this oasis is also home to werewolf thugs from various European countries. They are all powerful, barbaric, unruly and fierce.

His power was stronger than ever before, but his internal situation was also more chaotic and crisis-ridden than ever before, because these people were not responding to his call but had other origins.

But as long as they are used properly, this motley crowd can cause an earthquake in the long-peaceful wizarding world, intensifying the racial conflicts between werewolves and wizards to the extreme and cutting off the escape routes of those werewolf "traitors" who try to conceal their identities.