Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

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It was tall, covered with black fur, and had a huge mouth.

"Ouch--" The howl of wolves echoed in the streets. The villagers closed their doors and windows and hid in their houses, not daring to poke their heads out.

How many nights had they been trembling under the werewolf's claws, hoping that someone would give them salvation, but they were disappointed again and again.

"We can't continue like this." I thought, "Otherwise, even if the villagers won't be bitten by the werewolf, they will be broken down by it."

At this time, the werewolf happened to pass by where I was hiding. I jumped out from behind the corner and kicked him on the knee socket. It fell over and I took the opportunity to pin it to the ground and pull out my wand.

It was so strong that I almost couldn't hold it down. I mean, it almost broke away from my hand and wanted to turn around and give my arm a hard bite!

God!

The saliva of a werewolf carries toxins that are absolutely irreversible. If one bites me, I may become its companion for the rest of my life!

I even saw the contempt in the werewolf's eyes.

But it could never imagine - in fact, they couldn't think at all at this time - that I was a wizard with extremely rich combat experience. In an instant, the petrification spell and the relaxing spell made it unable to move.

To be honest, this is really not an easy job. After all, I am only a wizard, not an Auror, and my physical strength is far inferior to that of a werewolf.

Thanks to the experience of traveling around the world, it has given me a good body. Although I spent almost all my energy, at least I suppressed this big guy.

But, this is not the end.

My friends, my thought was that this poor man must be put out of his misery.

I took a breath and recited a complicated spell. It was a spell I learned from a one-eyed witch called the Restoration of Human Shape. Yes, she told me that this spell could put werewolves out of pain. Forgive me for not being able to tell you this spell because I did not get her permission. Of course, if any of your relatives are in need, please write to me and I will definitely lend a helping hand.

I don't know if she deceived me, because when the spell sounded, the poor guy started to moan sadly, but once the spell was recited, it could not be stopped. I could only bite the bullet and pray for it in my heart.

Fortunately, the witch did not betray my trust and her spell worked!

The fur on the werewolf disappeared bit by bit, and the fangs and claws in its mouth also retracted.

Merlin! He's back to his human appearance again!

This is incredible! It turns out that the humanoid restoration spell can really restore the human form of a werewolf!

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Robert turned the pages of the book, yawned boredly, and then turned the book to the end.

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I dealt with the werewolf, returned to the village, where the ugly old Armenian wizard lived, and handed the unfortunate guy over to him.

The old wizard was shocked and called me the hero of this village!

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"Snapped".

Robert closed the beautifully wrapped book.

Wandering with Werewolves, Gilderoy Lockhart, Flourish and Blott Books, 5 galleons.

In fact, it is Gilderoy's best-selling book set, along with Vacationing with a Dominatrix and Voyage with a Vampire in the Travel Trilogy.

On the black book cover, there is only a silver-white moon, and the two figures are facing each other. It seems to have a magical power, which makes people want to open the book and look through what is written inside.

It has to be said that as a best-selling novelist in the wizarding world, Gilderoy Lockhart is indeed a businessman who knows how to package himself.

A book is 5 galleons, and 7 books is 35 galleons. Except for "Magical Me" and "Gilderoy Lockhart Teaches You How to Get Rid of Pests from Your Home", all books are textbooks for the second half of the year. You need to know ——The most profitable books are textbooks.

Hence why a bunch of fiction books become textbooks.

If it were in the Muggle world, the children would go crazy with joy!

"Ah, a black book." Cliff glanced at the book in Robert's hand, "It has such a strong sense of mystery that it deserves to be a wizard's book."

Robert couldn't help but look at him, his eyes full of disgust.

You, like you, have an eggplant aesthetic?

Cliff, who was so angry that he understood his little eyes, almost didn't duel with him.

You and I are designers! Designer!

Who can say that they have no aesthetic sense?

The White family was on a plane at this time, and many of their original plans had to be postponed. The reason was naturally the call from the high priest.

Although he had never met him, Robert was already very curious about him.

Sure enough, I'm still very curious.

The ancient and mysterious Indians have a unique heritage in astrology and sacrifice.

Involuntarily, Robert's eyes fell on the window.

Paul Bagley, a prospective fourth-year student at Ilvermorny, was waiting with a serious face for the arrival of a visitor.

"Paul!" The airport attendant, who was a little distracted, noticed that his name was mentioned and immediately came to his senses.

"Robert! Good guy! How many years have we not seen each other?" Paul stepped forward and gave the other party a hug.

Robert imitated his tone and deliberately lowered his voice, "This is our reunion after twelve years. I feel very honored to be invited by you, Paul."

Then the two of them laughed themselves.

Paul's home is in Boulder, Colorado, a city with beautiful scenery and rich cultural atmosphere.

There are remnants of Indian culture here. After all, it was once the residence of Indian tribes, and many place names are Anglicized Indian languages.

"If it weren't for magic, I might have gone to university." Paul boasted without hesitation, "It's such a pity that the world lacks a great scientist because of this."

The plane landed in Denver, the capital and largest city of Colorado, only an hour's drive from Boulder.

The person who drove up to receive them was Paul's father.

Mr. Bagley is a taciturn man with bulging muscles and an explosive figure that makes people passing by him unconsciously lower their voices and take a detour.

He is such a strong man, but he has a gentle heart.

Their family actually runs a cattery!

God, the first time Robert saw Mr. Bagley he thought he was a horse breeder!

The huge contrast is no less than seeing King Kong Barbie and the Bulgarian Demon King for the first time.

Then Robert silently picked up the little fairy who looked at him curiously with her clear blue eyes.

This is not really because Mr. Bagley has a girlish heart, but with such an innocent face in front of him, who can withstand this!

It feels good to suck a cat for a while, and it feels good to suck a cat all the time.

After Cliff couldn't bear it and dragged Robert away, he was still savoring the evocative softness of the Ragdoll cat.

"Ah..." Robert collapsed in the back seat of the pickup truck, "Mr. Bagley is such a classy man."