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The strength gap between the two sides was obvious. Soon, Willy Widdershin was pinned to the ground by Regulus' magic and disarmed.

He was not a tight-lipped and unyielding person. Faced with Regulus' questioning, he told what he had done after being released from Azkaban without much resistance.

Regulus was a little disappointed that he didn't get much of value from Willy Widdershin's story.

Compared to Scabior, who had been ordered by Bella to go to Albania to look for Nagini, Widdershin had never even seen a decent Death Eater. In the past few months, he had basically acted according to Greyback's orders. .

"...Greyback asked us to get two thousand gold galleons within a month." Widdershin sat on the ground, with a hint of helplessness in his tone, "I stayed in Azkaban for half a year, and those previous All the informants were cut off, so I had no choice but to come here to borrow some money, and then I met you... I said, you don't need to worry about this ugly goblin at all..."

"What does he want money for?" Hearing this, Regulus was finally aroused. "Besides you, are there any other werewolves doing this?"

"I don't know what he wants the money for, and I don't dare to ask... I'm just a small character who was forced to join... I can only do things according to his orders." Widersin said, "I don't know much about the other people. , I only know that besides us, there should be two groups of people in Gloucestershire who are also raising money..."

According to Widdershin, those werewolf groups raise funds by secretly hunting and smuggling magical creatures, or selling non-human intelligent creatures to wizards with quirks, but their strength is limited and insufficient. Let them blow up a toilet. It's not possible to catch those magical animals with all kinds of special abilities.

So they focused on robbery, abduction, and extortion. Since the Ministry of Magic paid attention to wizards and Muggles, they couldn't easily target these two groups, so they could only target non-human intelligent creatures such as goblins. .

The Ministry of Magic doesn't care if a goblin is being blackmailed anyway.

"...I've said everything that needs to be said, can you let us go..." Widdershin put on a flattering expression, "Can you let us leave here?"

"Let you go? I don't think so..." Regulus said slowly, "If I remember correctly, you just wanted to kill me."

"How can we hurt you... You can even kill a basilisk... We were just joking..." Widdershin's shamelessness was obviously beyond Regulus' expectations.

Just as Regulus was considering whether to give him a stun spell to shut him up, someone else got into the bar.

It was a tall, strong guy with greasy gray hair, wearing a shabby black robe, with his hairy chest exposed.

After he entered the room, there was another smell in the Goblin Bar: the smell of blood.

"Widdhin, you are moving too slowly..." the person said in a hoarse and harsh voice.

Regulus had heard this voice before, not many times, but because it was so recognizable, it left a deep impression on him.

The notorious werewolf leader, probably the most dangerous and ferocious werewolf in recent decades, Fenrir Greyback.

"Look who this is! Our old friend." Greyback also spotted Regulus immediately. He licked his sharp teeth with his tongue and showed a creepy smile. "I thought it was magic. People from the Ministry...but the Ministry of Magic won’t bother to take care of us freaks, right?”

He spat bloody spit at the goblin bartender, stretched out a dirty finger with long yellow nails, pointed at Willie Widdershin and asked: "Can you tell me what I have done these days?" How did a clan member offend you?"

"They interrupted my lunch," Regulus said. "A little lesson."

"Are you fooling me? A noble pure-blood wizard will come to this sewer specifically to have lunch?" Greyback laughed in a harsh voice, "As far as I know, no wizard has been here for a long time... If you have any special needs, maybe I can help you.”

"As far as I know, Fenrir Greyback is not a helpful guy." Regulus smiled slightly, "I was chatting with your subordinate just now, and he told me some interesting things... You are very Need money, right? I happen to be rich, and if you tell me what you're doing, maybe I'll help you..."

"Let's not waste time here hypocritically." Hearing Regulus's words, Greyback seemed a little angry, and the fake smile on his face disappeared, replaced by a fierce look, "Looking at the past acquaintance, For your sake, I don’t want to fight with you. You can undo their spells and I’ll take them away without causing any trouble for this thing.”

"You made a mistake. I have nothing to do with this goblin. No matter how you blackmail him, I have no interest in taking care of it." Regulus glanced at the bartender who was still huddled in the corner, "But I I'm very interested in your plan now, Fenrir... It's not easy to find you, why should I miss this opportunity?"

As the leader of the werewolves, Greyback knew much more than Willy Widdershin and his ilk. Now that he had arrived, Regulus certainly did not intend to let him go so easily.

Of course, Greyback could see this clearly now. The joints of his left hand made a cracking sound, and the muscles on his body were tense. He looked like he was preparing for battle, and his bright blue eyes stared at Regulus. .

Then the werewolf moved first, the wand slipped from his cuff to his palm, and a yellow beam shot at Regulus. At the same time, a wine bottle was also used as a throwing weapon and was thrown by Greyback.

Regulus dodged the beam, and at the same time waved his wand to turn the wine bottle into a throwing axe, spinning it around the room and then flying towards the back of Greyback's head.

The werewolf didn't even turn his head. He grabbed the flying ax with his left hand and quickly realized something was wrong. He threw the ax out the moment before it exploded.The wand in his right hand did not stop at all, and the spells were sprayed at Regulus like a barrage of cannons.

A few pieces of debris dug into Willie Widdershin's thigh, and he immediately began to cry out in pain.Unfortunately, he was pinned to the ground by Regulus's spell and couldn't even roll around.

"Yes, much better than them." Regulus exclaimed as he easily deflected Greyback's counterattack spell.Greyback responded with a cruel sneer.

Various lights flew back and forth in the room, and the two men fought fiercely.

Even before Regulus was born, Fenrir Greyback's reputation had spread throughout the British Isles.Around 1960, as Voldemort's power slowly grew, dark magic activities in Britain gradually increased.At that time, Voldemort's first followers - Antonin Dolohov, old Mulciber, old Rozier and others, in order to help Voldemort overthrow the Ministry of Magic, secretly recruited some dark magic creatures, and their natural The brutal Greyback was one of them.

Gu Xiao</span>Although in the eyes of other wizards, what Greyback did was not much different from that of Death Eaters, but because of the prejudice against werewolves by Voldemort and his core members, Greyback was never attracted by them. True acceptance does not qualify you to have the Dark Mark branded on your arm.In Voldemort's eyes, Greyback was just a weapon, used to threaten those wizards who opposed him, otherwise, Greyback would be released to attack their children.

Greyback was happy to do this kind of thing, and with his rich experience and strength, his attacks were usually successful.Therefore, Voldemort's threats are generally effective.Some children died in the attacks, while others were infected and turned into werewolves, a life worse than death.

And Greyback is not as rude and stupid as he looks, he is a very cunning guy.

At that time, because the Werewolf Registry was virtually ineffective, the Ministry of Magic did not know the name of the loathed, hated, yet feared attacker.So when the Aurors caught Greyback who accidentally missed it, they were deceived by his disguise.

Greyback pretended to be a passing Muggle homeless man and showed just the right amount of surprise and fear when facing the wizards who interrogated him.Because he was dressed in rags and carried no wand of his own, most of the wizards on the inquest believed he was indeed a Muggle.Only an expert in the dark arts named Lyle Lupin, who was temporarily hired by the Ministry of Magic to help, discovered some disturbing details in Greyback's behavior.

Lyle Lupine suggested that the interrogation team should hold Greyback for another day, because the next day would be the night of the full moon, so that they could find out whether Greyback was a Muggle or a werewolf.

But Greyback's performance deceived everyone else. The other two wizards on the inquest believed that Lyle Lupine's suspicion was illogical, and there was no need to waste their already-worth on such a dirty tramp. There was not enough rest time, so they mocked Lyle Lupin and asked him to return to Wales to study Boggarts.

The negligence and distrust of his colleagues, coupled with the frustration of his own inability to change reality, made the usually gentle Lyle Lupine angry. In the interrogation room, he cursed the werewolves as a group of "soulless, evil, and only worthy of Fuck that thing”.Greyback, who was sitting aside, pretended to be harmless, but he secretly hated this man in his heart.

In the end, the interrogation panel voted that Greyback was not guilty, but before that, Lyle Lupine had been kicked out of the interrogation room.

According to regulations, Greyback would have his memory erased by a wizard and then sent back to the place where he was captured, but the wizard responsible for casting the forgetting spell on him obviously underestimated Greyback's ability.

Even without his wand, Greyback is still a dangerous creature, strong, agile, and battle-hardened.The two wizards, who were pampered in the Ministry of Magic, were knocked down by the unarmed Greyback when they passed through a passage that no one noticed, and their wands were also taken away.

After escaping from the Ministry of Magic, Greyback did not restrain himself. Instead, he planned an attack on Lyle Lupine in order to avenge the insult he received in the interrogation room.

As a result, Lyall Lupine's five-year-old son Remus Lupine became a victim and was infected by Greyback and turned into a werewolf.

After he succeeded, Greyback continued to spread terror throughout the United Kingdom. In the nearly 30 years since then, he has caused tragedies for countless wizards and even Muggle families. His name has gradually become well-known, but the Ministry of Magic has always There was no evidence that he committed the crime, so he was arrested and brought to justice.

Facing this fierce opponent, Regulus braced himself and did not underestimate the enemy at all.

Soon, Greyback felt the pressure. The opponent was equally agile and his magic was even more superb.

For him, Regulus was the type of person he least expected to meet: someone with great magic power and who knew him thoroughly.The most important thing is that there are no parents or children to threaten him, which makes his biggest trump card directly empty talk.

As for other relatives...

At first, after learning that the werewolf who attacked Lupine was Greyback, the impulsive Sirius tried to find this brutal werewolf several times to avenge his good friend, and the two had also fought against each other.

Greyback knew that it was unlikely that he could defeat Sirius on his own, let alone those ineffective subordinates.

So, the werewolf made a prompt decision.

No matter what kind of person or innocent goblin, it doesn't matter when it comes to your own safety.

After dodging Regulus's spell, he directly released two blasting spells. Two bright orange fireballs spurted out from the tip of the werewolf's wand. One ball flew towards the bar, and the other flew towards a place in the center of the room. A pillar.

Due to the narrow space of the underground bar, both of them restrained themselves in the duel just now and did not use magic that would cause large-scale damage.

The moment he saw the two orange fireballs, Regulus had already seen through Greyback's intentions.

Of course, a blasting spell of this magnitude cannot hurt him, but if the spell exploded here, the entire house and the alley above would probably be blown down. The four incapacitated Willy Widshin, and The goblin bartender and the innocent Muggles living nearby will be in trouble.

In desperation, Regulus had no choice but to stop attacking the werewolf and use Ten Thousand Curses to turn the two fireballs into nothingness.

Getting this opening, Greyback turned around and ran away. In a flash of black shadow, the werewolf had already run out of the chute. Before leaving, he did not forget to cast a flaming spell in the direction of the bartender.

Regulus sighed secretly and waved his wand to remove the flame curse.

Just between these few breaths, he could feel that Greyback had escaped the range of the anti-Apparition spell he had set. It was impossible to catch him this time.

Willy Widdershin was still wailing loudly on the side. Regulus gave him a stun spell tiredly, walked to the bartender who was getting up tremblingly, and said: "I'm sorry for ruining your bar." Like this."

Then he waved his magic wand and restored the shattered tables and chairs to their original state.

The bartender kept staring at him with cloudy eyes.