Master Trainer from Hogwarts

Chapter 184 Preliminary Development Plan of Wolf Witch School

But Allen had to admit it was a difficult thing to do.

First of all, these little werewolf wizards are his direct descendants, and he is absolutely worried about handing over the power of education to others.

Secondly, once adult wizards are hired to teach, the secrets Alan has hidden in these little wizards may also be exposed.

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He can control the adult wizards who come to teach.

Allen looked at his father.

Mr. Stuart rubbed his forehead, "I have screened those impoverished werewolf wizards through employees according to your request, but it will take time. We need to be extremely cautious in this regard, and we cannot be negligent in the slightest."

Holding the full moon potion in hand, Allen still has a great advantage.

After all, in the wizarding world, there are no longer a few wizards who are impoverished due to infection with wolfsbane.

The living conditions of these wizards may be the same as the previous Andre. Most wizard jobs will reject werewolf wizards. They can only hide in the dark and live by those jobs that cannot see the light.

To be honest, such wizards are not suitable for teaching, and Mr. Stuart has been trying to help them return to normal life through the Werewolf Wizard Foundation founded by Allen, and develop some to become foreign aid.

But it still takes time and careful selection of people to trust.

"The conditions are tough now, we can only persevere for a while."

Andre nodded calmly.

"In fact, there are some courses that teachers of ordinary people can also be competent, provided that the children will not reveal their specialness."

Mr. Stuart advised cautiously.

The young wizards who enter Hogwarts are all eleven or twelve years old. In addition to learning magic, they also need to learn some general knowledge, such as ancient characters, which ordinary people can teach.

Even excluding practical exercises, ordinary people can teach such things as magical beasts and herbal identification.

Allen thought for a while based on his own experience in learning magic and said, "Then hire two temporary teachers, one to teach ancient literature and the other to teach modern experimental scientific methodology, which will have an effect on their future studies."

Andre was overjoyed when he heard that, he patted his chest and promised, "If you just come to class every day, I guarantee that the children will not be exposed."

Compared with ordinary bear children, werewolf little wizards have suffered more on the one hand, so they are more mature. On the other hand, their bloodline will also slightly affect their personality. The wolf's team obedience is extremely good.

At this time, Ghost Stone suddenly jumped out of his shadow.

He whispered to Alan for a while.

Allen opened his eyes wide, "You mean to hire fat monks, Ms. Gray, these Hogwarts ghosts?"

Then he thought about it. This is a good suggestion, provided that these ghosts don't talk too much, which can be bound by a contract.

"This suggestion is very good. I will think about the specific operation method later. Of course, you can also come here to take classes recently to check whether you have studied hard enough."

After hearing Allen's words, Ghost Stone showed a bitter face.

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I didn't expect to get myself involved.

After coming up with a lot of specific solutions at once, Allen breathed a sigh of relief, and then accompanied the little wolf witches to study for a whole morning, and taught himself the basics of magic theory, alchemy, and potions by precept and deed.

When it was almost noon, he looked at Dao Scar, "How is the mute doing recently, isn't there anything wrong?"

Although the mute, the 'expired' zashiki boy Alan, has subdued him, he fears that it will bring misfortune to every 'master'.

So temporarily put it on Scar's side for observation.

Scar thought for a while and said, "He seems to like the environment here very much, being with his sister."

Allen said, "At noon, let him come over for a meal and bring his sister along."

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"grown ups."

The neatly tidied mute led his younger sister into the dining room cautiously.

His younger sister is very well-behaved, wearing a black mid-short length of sea, a golden butterfly headband, big watery eyes, and a kimono with a pattern of red maple and first snow. She is about six years old and looks like a standard Zashiki boy.

"Come here." Allen beckoned to his mute sister.

The little guy looked at his brother hesitantly. As a zashiki warji, she can easily perceive the human mind, and Alan gave her a very reassuring feeling from the first moment they met.

The environment here is also far beyond any time before, so her favorability for Allen is actually overwhelming, after all, it all depends on her peers.

But her brother kept reminding herself not to trust anyone, which made her hesitate.

Biting his lip, the mute walked over with his sister.

Allen waved his wand, pulled out the chairs for them, and said kindly, "Are you still used to staying here?"

"Hong Feng, do you like playing with the children here?"

The younger sister glanced at her brother, and seeing that he didn't answer, she nodded hard at Allen, and waited obediently for the next question.

Allen tapped the white tablecloth on the table with his strong fingers, "You are too guarded, it's not good for you or me, or after seeing the situation here, do you think you can find a better next home?"

The mute fell silent after listening. Indeed, as Allen said, he really didn't seem to be able to find a better next home.

He has already understood what happened to these little wolf witches in the past two days. If only one or two of them have a lot of affection for Allen, it can be said to be hypocrisy, but if everyone has a lot of affection, then even the villains will become true saints.

Unless he has the strength to be independent, Allen's place is indeed the best home.

"I'm sorry, my lord, I'm just used to this cautious character."

Allen nodded, "I can understand this, but you can integrate into this group faster. By the way, the name of mute has disappeared with those people. From today on, you will be called Dark Blade."

Dark Blade?

The mute's eyes flickered slightly, he probably understood what Alan was going to ask him to do, but this was something that had been agreed before.

Dark Blade touched his sister Hongfeng's head, and asked with some doubts, "With your strength, my lord, it should be difficult for me to help you."

Allen smiled slightly.

With a snap of his fingers, Ghost Stone emerged from the shadows, dancing around Hong Feng, making grimaces constantly.

It may be related to the ghosts of the same species, Hong Feng is not only not afraid, but also happily learns to make faces with Ghost Stone.

"Ghost Stone has always been my personal bodyguard, but when I need him to leave for something, someone must protect my safety. In a sense, I am still very afraid of death."

Allen shrugged and said.

There are too few people available to him now. For example, recently, he plans to let Ghost Stone take over some magic teaching temporarily. This is not only conducive to the cultivation of Ghost Stone's magic knowledge, but also conducive to the development of the Wolf Witch School.

Confining every Pokémon to yourself, because of your limited energy, will hinder them from exerting their subjective initiative.

That's right.

Dark Blade nodded firmly and said, "I will do my best to protect the safety of adults."

"But there is a prerequisite for that, that is, your strength is strong enough."

Allen said with a smile, "This time I came to see you two brothers and sisters, just to find out your specific abilities, which is also good for you. One day you feel that you are bored and want to go out independently, and you need to be strong enough to protect your sister."

After Dark Blade heard it, he couldn't help but fell silent.

Allen waited for the other party to think for a while and said, "Can you tell me about your abilities now?"

Dark Blade shook his head slightly, "My lord, I just have a vague perception of my ability, but I really don't know what the specific ability is, just like Hongfeng and I lost all the memories of our lives after we woke up from the ruins."

Allen rubbed his chin, it is completely understandable that the ability of the fate department is so troublesome.

For example, after I was attacked at Hogwarts, I turned my head to look at my divination teacher Trelawney, and found strangely that the nonsense of the other party was precisely on important features.

But even if she confirmed it repeatedly, it was difficult for Professor Trelawney to explain why she made such a prediction.

"I need you to let go of your heart, can you do it, Hongfeng?"

Allen looked at Hong Feng.

The latter ignored the dark blade's eyes, squeezed his brother's hand vigorously, and then nodded affirmatively to Allen.

There was a snap of fingers.

Allen grafted the spiritual bridge between the three through the power of waveguide.

In an instant, the spiritual bodies of Allen and Dark Blade entered Hong Feng's soul space.

This is a special memory space composed of countless colorful bubbles. Although some bubbles have dark and deep colors, most of them are magnificent colors, and it can be seen that some of the dark colors have also begun to change.

"Is this Hongfeng's spiritual space?"

Darkblade carefully looked at everything here.

Allen looked at Dark Blade curiously.

He just wanted to try it, but he succeeded in an instant.

The power of waveguide does have the ability to allow oneself to enter the inner world of others, but this ability cannot be given to others.

In other words, the siblings, Dark Blade and Hong Feng, have always been able to enter each other's inner world, but they haven't developed this ability.

This has surpassed brother and sister in the sense of blood, and is closer to a symbiotic relationship.

"Hongfeng, open the door and let us in."

Allen said.

The surrounding colorful bubbles opened a corridor for Allen and Dark Blade to enter.

After walking for a while, they entered a courtyard full of Japanese style, surrounded by green bamboos, and the spring water passed through the moss covered bridge, forming a perfect loop.

popping.

A distant sound of bamboo hitting the bluestone made a distant and quiet sound like a harp.

Vermilion, under the palace-like colonnade, Hong Feng was holding an eight-faced Cuju with golden silk strips, and waved to the two of them.

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