Chapter 1215 Gray Wolf and Little White Wolf

Grindelwald muttered to himself, turned around and left in a hurry as usual.

Of course he wouldn't be afraid of a certain little witch's temper, but he also didn't want to be a human target at this time.

Anyway, Dumbledore took most of the responsibility, and there were some remaining contradictions and blames, and "Nearly Headless Nick" was willing to help.

Moreover, there is still Jose Benitez, the "dark nemesis" present, and the decision to inject the werewolf serum was not forced by him - after Benitez and Elena explained it clearly, the rest of the influence The impact on him is almost zero.

If it was really a big deal, he could temporarily go back to Nurmengard Castle to avoid the limelight.

Nick, who was almost headless, watched with interest as the edge of Grindelwald's robe disappeared around the corner of the hall, and couldn't help but ask.

"Don't you have the slightest desire to question or respond to that gentleman's thoughts?"

"Because it's not necessary for the time being." Elena's expression did not change at all, she snapped her fingers and said softly, "House Elf——"

"Chef."

In the shadows of the foyer, two house elves bowed respectfully.

"Inform all rotating positions in the castle that today's 'guidance point' is temporarily cancelled."

Elena said calmly, her eyes slowly returning from where Grindelwald's clothes disappeared.

"At the same time, stop responding to all orders from 'Professor Apokalis' and let him become more familiar with the environment in the castle."

"..."

The almost headless Nick's eyes twitched, and he looked at the house elves disappearing rather strangely, but hesitated to speak. .

Speaking of which, if Elena is the most directionless witch he has ever seen, then "Mr. Tower" is the most directionless wizard he has ever seen.

Even the Tom Riddle of decades ago would at least not spin around on the same floor more than three times in a row - maybe the Dark Lords' power comes from certain sacrifices?

"Oh, by the way, Sir Nicholas. Speaking of which, I have a few questions I would like to confirm with you."

Elena turned around slowly, raised her head and looked at the resident ghost floating in mid-air next to her.

"About these things about the werewolf serum and my father, the priest, you..."

"Yes, these were initiated by me - and after a temporary vote by the three Major Arcana."

Nick, who was almost headless, replied quickly, adjusted his high collar elegantly, and said with a calm smile.

This was a small thing that Dumbledore asked him to do before leaving Hogwarts. Anyway, ghosts are almost immortal, so it doesn't matter if they bear some anger for the time being.

As for more outrageous aggressive behavior? For several worlds, the "war" waged by Hogwarts professors and castle administrators against Peeves is the best example:

There is a clear line between the living and the dead. Death is their best armor, and it is difficult for the living to really hurt them.

Nick, who was almost headless, paused, looked at Elena calmly and continued.

"As for the reason, if you have time, I can explain it to you slowly."

"No thanks. Then I have only one last question left."

Elena raised her eyebrows slightly, "Dear Sir Nicholas, Hogwarts will launch a competition for resident ghosts next month. Are you ready?"

"...Wait, wait? The resident ghost's... competition? What does this mean?! There has never been-"

Nick, who was almost headless, was stunned and confused. He looked at Elena in disbelief, and some bad emotions that hadn't appeared in hundreds of years began to emerge.

He has been at Hogwarts for centuries, and has indeed witnessed the increase and decrease in ghosts in the school before, but this obviously has nothing to do with the replacement of "resident ghosts".

In fact, ghost-in-residence is not a conferred title or school position.

It is closer to an honorary title than an actual title.

"Well, Mr. Patrick de Bomore believes that as captain of the Ghost Riders, he better represents the energy and courage of Gryffindor."

Elena flicked her fingers nonchalantly and explained softly in a calm tone.

"After preliminary investigation, many Gryffindor students thought it would be cooler to have a headless horseman as the resident ghost. At the same time, I also received a recommendation from Mr. Deborah."

"Judging from the Hogwarts student files and social influence after graduation, Mr. Deborah, who graduated from Gryffindor House, meets the basic application conditions. Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry is a fair, just, and empowering school. A place where everyone and ghosts have equal rights. When there are multiple competitors for the same position, it should be the most appropriate way for the most capable to come first.”

"Absurd, ridiculous - competing for Gryffindor House ghost, Patrick?!"

"How can this be compared to a school position? You would actually agree to that guy's application for Gryffindor residency?!"

The almost headless Nick opened his eyes wide, with a ridiculous and angry look on his face, and shouted excitedly and incoherently!

"Besides, the one with the best will prevail? The most important thing for the resident ghost is to represent the college, guide the students, and pass on the spirit, rather than taking off his own head to play some hunter's trick!"

"Ah, yes, yes." Elena nodded perfunctorily, "I agree with this, so we will organize a vote of the whole house when the time comes - I believe everyone thinks so too."

"——Vote, vote?!"

The almost headless Nick repeated angrily, shaking his head vigorously, his head shaking on his neck.

"This is against the rules! Professor McGonagall can't possibly support your wanton nonsense!"

"Well, you are right. Although this is nonsense, I still have a way to work it out——"

Elena showed a look like a little devil, raised her finger and shook it slightly, her lake-blue eyes flashing brightly.

"As you said, the resident ghost of Hogwarts is not a title given by someone...it does not come from your self-proclaimed name, nor is it assigned by the professor."

"So what is it based on? After thinking about it, I can only ask for the voice of the 'majority', right?"

"But--"

The almost headless Nick opened his mouth, like a gray and white stone sculpture that was weathering.

He suddenly regretted that he should not have gotten involved in the conflict between Dumbledore and this little witch from the beginning!

After all, why was he, a Gryffindor ghost who had no trouble with the world, trying to provoke Elena Kaslana, a witch who only met once in a thousand years? !

"Okay - you can consider canvassing for votes, come on!" Elena smiled sweetly and waved her little fist cutely.

"Actually, I...well, I'm sorry."

The almost headless Nick was about to say something when his eyes touched the deepest part of the eyes of the little witch in front of him and suddenly stopped for no reason.

In any case, these old guys did go a little too far this time - this trivial revenge may be the most ideal result, right?

The ghost knight sighed softly, expressed his apology in a low voice, and gradually disappeared into the stone wall beside him.

Now, only Elena and Benitez were left in the empty Hogwarts Great Hall.

Jose Benitez looked at the girl in front of him with her back to him and smiled bitterly.

"Elena, listen to me——"

"The parent-teacher meeting will start soon. Let's talk about it later. You can also put together a few more reasons."

Elena didn't look back, she gently raised her right hand, and a fleshy little owl suddenly flew down from nowhere.

"Store food, Transfiguration Classroom."

Guhaha——gu——

The little reserve who responded to the call first chirped excitedly, and then quickly turned into a short and restrained coo.

As a demon pet who is always with the God of Death, Little Reserve Liang is keenly aware of the subtle atmosphere lingering around him.

Obviously, the world's cutest little owner is not in a good mood right now, so it's better for him to keep a low profile.

"The effect of werewolf serum is equivalent to severe werewolf bite, and the conversion rate is close to 100%."

Elena said in a cold voice, walking up the winding marble steps in front of her.

"After a normal person is transformed into a werewolf, his dietary preferences will change within three to seven days, and he will start to like eating raw meat with blood streaks."

"Current research shows that wolf transformation on full moon nights is unavoidable and delayed - you will turn into a beast every full moon, with the sole purpose of attacking humans."

"At the same time, each time you transform into a wolf, your cell metabolism will be accelerated. Werewolves will age 20%-30% faster than normal people, which means your lifespan will be reduced to three-quarters of its original time."

"The current cases of curing 'wolf disease' are limited to laboratory results. The success rate of soul transfer is even less than 60%, and they are limited to those who have been werewolves for more than ten years."

"By the way, werewolves are considered 'dangerous' dark creatures in the magic world of all countries. How to hunt and identify werewolves is a required course in magic schools."

Elena paused for a few seconds, put her right hand on the cold armrest, took a deep breath and continued without any ups and downs.

"A werewolf's strongest combat effectiveness is in its wolf state, but a well-trained wizard can easily fend off hundreds of werewolves."

"Do you understand? In front of the wizards, those claws are not even more threatening than an AK-47."

"The more critical point is that the International Statute of Secrecy of the Confederation of Wizards does not restrict attacks on werewolves."

"I really can't imagine how stupid a person would have to be to want to become a werewolf."

"...Well, do werewolves have so many restrictions and troubles?"

Jose Benitez scratched his cheek, looked at the small body in front of him, shrugged helplessly and said with a smile.

"Professor Apokalis gave me a very thick document, but I don't think it's troublesome and I haven't read it yet. I'll study it carefully when I get back -"

"You! Wait, what did you just say?!"

Before Benitez could finish speaking, Elena turned around quickly, like a little white wolf with explosive hair.

"You didn't understand anything and just injected the serum?! What on earth were you thinking?!"

"Why don't you understand? I have carefully confirmed it - werewolves can see the same world as a wizard sees, and can sense the dangers and monsters that a wizard can sense."

Benitez looked at the girl in front of him and squatted down with a smile.

Then, he patted her head as gently as he had picked up the little white wolf on the streets of London a few years ago.

"For me, this is enough. In this way, you can't use 'you can't see it anyway' to deal with me in the future."

"You idiot!"

Elena looked at the half-crouched middle-aged man with a silly smile, and raised her foot to kick his calf bitterly.

"A werewolf can't find a wife, so you just have to be a bachelor for the rest of your life!"

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